"Yeah!" Lin Ruo grabbed the long sword in his hand. Li Feng roared angrily, and the long sword in his hand vibrated violently, intending to shake Lin Ruo's hand away and continue to attack Lin Ruo.
"You have such bad character. I will teach you a lesson today so that you will learn a lesson and disgrace Wuwei Taoist Temple in the future." Lin Ruo snorted coldly, pulled his left hand in front of him, and waved his right arm.
Tan grabbed Li Feng's right arm and then grabbed it hard.
"Crack." The middle bone of Li Feng's right arm was crushed by Lin Ruo.
"Ah!" The bone-piercing pain made Li Feng scream.
Lin Ruo raised his right foot and kicked Li Feng directly into the ring.
"Lin Ruosheng!" Ling Feng announced the result of this battle.
"This Lin Ruo's skills are terrifying. I don't know what kind of skills he practiced." Qin Wuji said to his son beside him.
"It's hard to say what kind of skills Lin Ruo has now, because he must have obtained advanced skills in the Zifu Hall." Qin Haoran still has no idea what Lin Ruo is practicing.
The next and last match was Hong Hao from Qingshan Branch, who defeated his opponent without any suspense.
Then came another round of drawing. Lin Ruo looked at the lottery numbers in his hand. Lin Ruo was a little stunned. He actually got the number 27, which meant that he had a bye this time. The twenty-six people in front of him were playing against each other and he was automatically promoted.
"Senior Brother Lin is really lucky." Chen Qingning, who had been standing behind Lin Ruo, said with a smile.
"I don't know, I caught this No. 27 by accident." Lin Ruo nodded, turned around and said to Chen Qingning.
"Why am I not so lucky? I don't know who my opponent is." Liu Heng said enviously.
"It doesn't matter who the opponent is, what matters is how to defeat the opponent." Hua Yun had a chilling aura about him.
"Hua Yun, if you can't fight like this this time, isn't your life life?" Chen Fan scolded Hua Yun.
"Life? If it weren't for Lin Ruo, would I still be standing here today? If you want to become a strong man, you can't be timid." Hua Yun had not taken the initiative to talk to Chen Fan since he came back from the Canyun Mountains last time.
There is still a rift in my heart about this incident.
"You?" With so many people present and being contradicted by Hua Yun, Chen Fan was annoyed, but he couldn't get angry.
"Lin Ruo, you did a good job!"
When Mengxi arrived, Fangfang and Hao Zhennan, who was rubbing his bald head, came over.
"Lin Ruo has met several senior brothers." Lin Ruo stood up and cupped her hands in front of several people.
"You're welcome. I hope you can break through to the emperor level as soon as possible. We are just watching the battle. You are busy with your business. If I have time, I will go to the Qingzhu Branch to have a drink with you." Meng Xi greeted a few people and left.
As the battle continued, the stronger ones were promoted smoothly, while the new contestants were eliminated.
There is also a big gap between the junior king-level players. Not only the veteran king-level masters have deep savings, but also their combat experience is not comparable to that of newcomers.
Qin Haoran and An Zhenglong both advanced smoothly, Hua Yun advanced, and Liu Heng was unlucky to meet Qin Haoran and was defeated, without any suspense.
So far, many branches have one person left, only Qingzhu Branch and Qingtian Branch still have two people.
Fourteen people drew lots again, and Lin Ruo got the number 8. After signing up, she returned to her seat.
Lin Ruo didn't know anyone in the previous games. There were no upsets. All the veteran disciples won.
"No. 7 An Zhenglong, No. 8 Lin Ruo comes on." Lin Ruo stood up and walked towards the ring. Although An Zhenglong was a high-level martial arts king, Lin Ruo didn't take it seriously.
"Haha, I heard that you are in the limelight, killing this one and beating that one. Today I also let you know that the sky is high and the sky is high." An Zhenglong looked at Lin Ruo with contempt.
"I don't know how high the sky is, but you are nothing in my eyes. To put it bluntly, you are no different from a clown." Lin Ruo was not as furious as others imagined, but responded directly and more arrogantly.
"Really? Then ask me, the clown, to teach you, the nouveau riche, a lesson today." An Zhenglong held the sword in his right hand and struck out with a powerful killing fist with his left hand.
An Zhenglong was right. People like Lin Ruo, who had no background or family background in the sect, were regarded as nouveau riche in the eyes of disciples like Qin Haoran and An Zhenglong who were well-established.
"What do you think you are? Lin Ruo punched out the Prajna Fist with his right fist. Purple-gold light burst out halfway through the punch, and Yu An Zhenglong punched together with a faint red light.
"Bang!" There was an explosion, and An Zhenglong's left fist was bloody and bloody. His body was kicked back several feet, and he was injured after just one move.
"You don't know what you can do." Lin Ruo paused and rushed forward. With a string of afterimages behind him, he came to An Zhenglong's body and punched out again.
"Death!" He was injured in one move, which made An Zhenglong, who had always thought that Lin Ruo was a nouveau riche, angry. The long sword in his hand used the Dragon Shadow Sword Technique and slashed in front of Lin Ruo. The sword energy burst out with
A scream that tears apart the space.
"You want me to die, you are not qualified enough." Lin Ruo stepped on the ground with his right foot, changed the direction of his body, and rushed forward to the left. At the same time, he avoided An Zhenglong's swordsmanship, and then stepped on with his left foot.
, his body accelerated instantly, and when he reached the left side of An Zhenglong's body, he fired another Prajna Fist move.
This was a punch that Lin Ruo used with 70% of his energy. Purple-gold light flashed on his fist, and the sound of Buddha chanting sutras even appeared.
Lin Ruo knew that his cultivation level was still shallow. If his cultivation level was high, the momentum from his fists alone would make his opponent lose the ability to fight back.
"Ah!" Unexpectedly, Lin Ruo's movement was so fast. An Zhenglong's long sword attack failed and it was too late to come back. His left hand was injured and he could not forcefully attack, so he could only retreat quickly.
"Want to retreat?" Lin Ruo shouted coldly. His fists could not reach An Zhenglong's body, and his fighting spirit was fiercely released from his fists.
"Bang!" Lin Ruo's fist hit An Zhenglong's body, and his protective fighting energy collided with him, causing his body to shake uncontrollably, and he retreated backwards. A trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. This was the result of guilt.
The internal organs were traumatized.
The defense power of the king-level master's battle energy protection is good, but it cannot withstand tyrannical attacks. Only when the emperor-level body protection battle energy forms a substantial protective cover can it have strong defense power.
Hitting An Zhenglong with one punch, Lin Ruo's body trembled, her feet stepped down, and she accelerated towards An Zhenglong again.
Just as he was about to fall off the ring, An Zhenglong suppressed the trauma in his heart and used the Dragon Shadow Sword Technique again.
"It's just a struggle." Lin Ruo punched out with his right fist, shaking the sword energy away. He used his left hand to use the Sky-Splitting Claw, grabbed An Zhenglong's long sword, and pointed it towards the area behind him.
Abandoning the sword? An Zhenglong couldn't do it. Just as he was about to withdraw his sword, he was pulled forward by Lin Ruo's left hand before he could use his strength.
At this time, the divine power in Lin Ruo's divine sea rioted, and he used the spirit control technique, and his divine power rushed towards An Zhenglong's divine sea.
Following the impact of Lin Ruo's divine power, An Zhenglong, who was rushing forward, was immediately confused.
An Zhenglong's body rushed in front of Lin Ruo. Lin Ruo let go of her left hand and slammed her left knee toward An Zhenglong's lower abdomen.
"Bang! Poof!" Lin Ruo's knee knocked down An Zhenglong's abdomen with a muffled sound. Then An Zhenglong spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body went over Lin Ruo's head in a parabola and fell behind Lin Ruo.
Lin Ruo turned around and walked slowly to An Zhenglong, who had no ability to resist. He stretched out his finger and pointed at his feet, returning An Zhenglong's gesture unchanged.
"I don't have the ability to be arrogant. From now on, I will just lie down. It doesn't matter whether I, Lin Ruo, am a nouveau riche. What matters is that you are nothing. There are many people who want to step on me, Lin Ruo. At least you don't have the qualifications.
"Lin Ruo cupped her hands in front of Ling Feng and walked off the ring.
From the beginning to the end of the battle, there was no sound. Mainly because the people watching the battle were shocked by Lin Ruo's methods. You must know that An Zhenglong was only passively beaten from beginning to end and had no ability to fight back.
"Lin Ruo wins this battle!" Lin Ruo was almost at the Qingzhu branch, and Ling Feng, who was a little shocked, announced the result of the battle.
"As quiet as a virgin and as active as a rabbit, if you don't take action, it will be fine. If you do, it will be like thunder. That's great!" Shui Qianhe commented while stroking his beard.
"In the next round, please come on both sides." After Ling Feng announced the names of the contestants for the next round, he turned to look at Duan Yue.
"Junior brother Ling Feng, what are you looking at me for?" Duan Yue was thinking about the problem, but was interrupted by Ling Feng's gaze.
"Senior Brother Duan, let me ask something. Maybe I was distracted just now. Why didn't An Zhenglong avoid Lin Ruo's knee attack and was hit like that?"
"You didn't see clearly either? I still want to ask you. Logically speaking, An Zhenglong should be defeated, but he shouldn't be defeated so miserably." Duan Yue was also puzzled.
"Haoran, have you clearly seen Lin Ruo's strengths?" Qin Cang asked the grandson beside him.
"The martial arts are even more powerful than my grandson's, and the speed is comparable to my grandson's." Qin Haoran thought for a moment and said.
"Well, if you are about the same speed as him, don't confront him head-on. Use the God-Slaying Sword Technique to fight against the enemy." Qin Cang said coldly.