The ground beneath their feet was gradually cracking, and cracks appeared and spread. The terrifying force also shook the gravel under their feet, causing the gravel to vibrate and float.

An instant later, the two figures were knocked back at the same time.

But as soon as they stood firm, boom!

Another extremely brutal explosion came out, and the weapons in their hands collided again.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Terrible collisions and roars sounded one after another.

There is no fancy or any skill, it is purely a crazy collision of brute force!

Head-to-head!!

Every time the collision and squeezing of the terrifying force caused the ground below to explode, forming a strong wind, sweeping in all directions.

In the blink of an eye, there were dozens of fierce collisions.

"What an amazing speed!"

"What a terrifying power!"

"This power is simply not something that can be unleashed in the True Martial Realm!"

The area around the battlefield was already completely boiling.

"Master!"

"Master!"

Su Xin's maid, Hong Shi, couldn't help but scream in surprise and excitement when she saw her young master burst out with such terrifying strength.

"Su Xin!!"

"Su Xin!!"

The younger members of the Su family also roared one after another.

They have long forgotten that incident three years ago, and have also forgotten that the Su family led to the decline of the Su family. Now in their eyes, Su Xin is carrying the pride and glory in the bones of their Su family, competing with that person on the court.

Zhao Ling fought frantically, displaying power that completely impressed them!

In this world, the strong is respected!

"too strong!"

"You don't need to feel it in person, just listening to the movement from the side, you will be completely focused on the peak of the general tenth level!"

Su Qinghong and Su Yuning, who had been defeated by Zhao Ling before, stood together. They all stared at the two wildly colliding figures on the field with shocked eyes.

It was only now that they truly felt how terrifying Zhao Ling's power was.

When Zhao Ling fought against them before, he didn't show his full strength at all.

However, Zhao Ling was strong and his power was so amazing that they could understand it.

But what about Su Xin?

"A person at the ninth level of Zhenwu, in a head-on collision in terms of pure strength, is not weaker than this Zhao Ling?" Su Qinghong was a little confused.

Little did he know that Su Xin was indeed only at the ninth level of Zhenwu, but he was at the peak of the ninth level, and after practicing the inherited skills, his spiritual power was no weaker than that of ordinary people at the tenth level of Zhenwu, and the real best

What's important is the power of blood!

As soon as the power of the bloodline at the supreme bloodline level was activated, Su Xin's sudden burst of power immediately received a terrifying increase, and it was completely above the peak of the tenth level.

Bang!

After another terrifying head-on collision, the two men finally came to a stop.

Separated by a distance of tens of meters, facing each other, the two of them were still filled with a terrifying aura of spiritual power.

"A person in the ninth level of Zhenwu can collide with me dozens of times without falling behind at all. Su Xin, you are indeed somewhat capable!"

Zhao Ling's cold voice echoed in the school grounds.

If at first Zhao Ling did not take Su Xin, a genius who had been imprisoned in the Forbidden Demon Prison for three full years, in his eyes at all, then after seeing Su Xin severely inflicting four disciples of the tenth level of Zhenwu from the Disciple faction with a sword, Zhao Ling

I felt extremely surprised and began to look at Su Xin with a "positive eye".

But now, Zhao Ling has completely regarded Su Xin as his real opponent.

Not to mention anything else, just because you can cultivate at the ninth level of Zhenwu and still not lose the slightest bit in a head-on collision with him despite his full strength, you are already qualified to be his opponent.

"Su Xin!"

"Next, I'm going to start showing off my sword skills."

"A person at the ninth level of true martial arts can force me to use sword skills. You can be proud of this."

Zhao Ling's voice continued to sound.

Hearing this, the many strong men and disciples of the Su family who were watching the battle and were surprised by Su Xin's strength trembled in their hearts.

Only then did they remember that Zhao Ling had broken through the eleventh floor of the Zhenwu Pavilion before, and his skills had already reached an extremely high level.

How strong must his sword skills be?

Su Xin, can you still compete with him?

"Sword skills?"

"I'd really like to see it."

Su Xin smiled coldly and pointed the long sword in his hand at Zhao Ling.

Wow!

Zhao Ling drew his sword instantly.
Chapter completed!