Fang Lin's whole body was shrouded in sword energy, like a tiger showing its fangs.
"The Imperial Sword of Watanabe!"
He roared angrily, like a god coming to the world! As soon as he finished speaking, the Qingshuang Sword in his hand burst out with golden brilliance, as if he was embracing the Qingshuang Sword.
The intersection of the two is beautiful and eye-catching.
Everyone in the audience was already shocked! "What a terrifying power. It's obviously a sword, but it's as domineering as a knife!"
"This Fang Lin is not only proficient in boxing and swordsmanship, but also has great attainments in swordsmanship!"
"Did you see his golden fairy power?
This level of purity may not be achieved even by those with weak spirits!"
"How many other things does Fang Lin have to surprise us?
He is really a treasure boy!"
...the sighs are like a wave.
Everyone has only two words for Fang Lin, that is worship.
Before he appeared, where had the Xianwu Academy seen such a terrifying person?
Wu Chong felt this terrifying aura and was horrified.
"Heaven level skills! How is this possible?"
His eyes were wide open and he couldn't believe the scene in front of him.
Heaven level skills are the top level skills. If you want to get them, you must either have a huge backing or encounter a great opportunity! However, at this time, he could no longer care about the shock in his heart.
Then, his expression changed, and he forcibly stabilized his Taoist heart. At the same time, he waved the long stick in his hand, raising waves of shouts.
As he moved faster and faster, afterimages appeared densely one after another around him.
"Fight with Kamui!"
There was a loud shout, and the long stick in Wu Chong's hand whipped up a strong wind and hit Fang Lin directly.
It’s also a heaven-level skill! This is Wu Chong’s last secret skill.
In order to win over Fang Lin, he no longer cared about being clumsy.
Rumble! The roar was vibrating, and when the two rays of light collided, the huge arena shattered like tofu.
Fortunately, this arena was made by spiritual soldiers. If it were an ordinary arena, the huge rocks scattered would be enough to accidentally injure a large number of people.
At this level, where is the spiritual body realm competing?
It’s clearly a battle between powerful men with weak spirits! “I can’t believe that his strength has reached this level!”
On the viewing platform, the leader was as shocked as anyone present.
I remember that when Fang Lin entered Xianwu Mountain, he was just a four-star spirit guide.
In less than a year, he can rival the nine-star spirit body. This growth rate is like weeds under the spring rain, growing like crazy! The momentum cannot be stopped! If he is given another three years... the leader took a breath.
Liangqi, it was also at this time that he realized that what Elder Ouyang said was not false.
Boom! The explosion sounded again, and the arena was directly blown to pieces.
All I saw was that the fighting power was shattered, and the phantoms of Wu Chong turned into little stars and scattered in all directions.
On the contrary, the Duyuan Imperial Sword turned into a golden light and struck Wu Chong directly, with a strong killing intent.
Wu Chong's reaction speed was extremely fast! When he saw that the skill was broken, he immediately retreated.
At the same time, the long stick in his hand cut off most of the impact of the Du Yuan Imperial Sword.
Even so, when the golden light passed by, a piece of flesh and blood as big as a palm was still cut off from Wu Chong's arm.
At this time, blood was flowing out like spring water.
"You lost!"
The golden light subsided, Fang Lin put his hands behind his back and said calmly.
"I lost!"
Wu Chong looked pale, put away his spirit soldiers, covered his wounds and left sadly.
After breaking through to the nine-star spirit body, I thought I could easily control Fang Lin, but unexpectedly, the result did not change.
Suddenly, he stopped and asked again: "Where did I fail?"
Both are heaven-level techniques, but his realm is a full eight realms higher than Fang Lin's. No matter from any aspect, there is no reason for him to lose.
"Tao Xin!"
Fang Lin hesitated for a moment and said truthfully.
Wu Chong was thoughtful and left.
"You can be proud of being able to block my Toyuan Imperial Sword!"
Fang Lin looked at Wu Chong's leaving figure and said softly.
In fact, this is indeed the case.
The sword he just struck almost represents the ceiling of Fang Lin's combat power.
I thought I would split one of Wu Chong's arms, but only cut off a piece of his flesh. This result is enough to illustrate Wu Chong's strength.
"Useless stuff!"
Lan Hua clenched his fists and cursed angrily.
In the middle of the night last night, he secretly gave an intermediate-level Yuan-Guarding Pill to Wu Chong for consumption.
This elixir can help Wu Chong consolidate the nine-star spirit body that he has just broken through. Its purpose is naturally to win this game.
Unfortunately, things went counterproductive.
Fang Lin is as tenacious as a towering tree.
"Okay! Okay! Okay!"
Fang Lin advanced to the finals and even had a chance to hit the first place. The boss was so excited that he stood up and applauded Fang Lin personally.
For so many years, the Xianwu Academy has been suppressed and beaten by the Supreme Sect, and now the time to feel proud and proud has finally arrived.
At the same time, he also saw hope.
The original result of the lottery was a group of death for Xianwu Academy, but these disciples of his fought their way out of the siege.
"Elder Lan Hua, winning or losing is a common thing for military strategists. You don't need to take it too seriously. I think your disciples of the Supreme Sect are quite talented. It won't take long for them to show their great ambitions!
"
The leader turned around and said to Lan Hua teasingly.
These words do seem to add insult to injury.
However, it was all said by the Supreme Sect to the Xianwu Academy. Now that there are countless opportunities to return them, how can the leader miss them?
"The world is still uncertain, Old Ghost Yu, don't be arrogant!"
Lan Hua Weng replied angrily, his face as gloomy as a dead person.
With all these years of success, he had almost forgotten what it felt like to fail, but he didn't expect that Fang Lin's appearance would directly shatter his dream.
However, in the next game, Senior Brother Beiji faced off against Bai Ling. Beiji won with great difficulty, directly preventing the Supreme Sect from qualifying for the finals.
Although Tian Ling was equally powerful, Beiji narrowly won a move and fought his way out of the siege even though he was injured! When these two battles ended, the entire Xianwu Academy was in a state of excitement! The finals of the Xianwu Academy reunion!
This scene has not appeared for decades.
At the same time, the rise of Bei Ji and Fang Lin also means that in the future competition between the two houses, the Supreme Sect will no longer be the dominant one.
Lan Hua almost died of anger when he saw that all the disciples of the Supreme Sect were eliminated.
"Trash, a bunch of trash! Why do the Supreme Sect raise you for food?"
Lan Hua smashed the tea cup in his hand, jumped into the air, and left the Xianwu Academy directly.
You've already lost, why don't you leave and stay here? Isn't it embarrassing?
"Elder Lan, don't forget to keep the rewards from this competition!"
The elders of Xianwu Academy looked at Lan Hua's leaving figure and made fun of him one after another.
At the same time, the disciples of the Supreme Sect no longer dared to be arrogant.
They lowered their heads and cautiously left the Xianwu Academy. Their lonely figures were like a defeated rooster.
Of course, during their departure, they were inevitably ridiculed by the Xianwu Academy and others - who made them so arrogant when they arrived?
Suddenly, the air was filled with the breath of happiness.
This chapter has been completed!