Lin Ruo thought for a while and understood something in her heart. The Qin family was incompatible with her, and they would kill her quickly. If she was killed in the battle, the sect would not be able to do anything to Qin Haoran. In addition,
There was also a life and death battle some time ago.
"Lin Ruo has the first lottery, Qin Haolong has the second lottery, Yang Zi has the third lottery, and Qin Haoran has the fourth lottery. Now go back and prepare a cup of tea before the battle begins." The elder in charge of drawing lots said to the four of them.
Returning to his seat, Lin Ruo's mind kept spinning, thinking about the next battle. The only threat to him was Qin Haoran. Qin Haolong and Yang Zi were no match for him.
"Lin Ruo, you have to be careful. Qin Haoran is holding the Qin family's heirloom sword, the Lieyang Sword. It seems that he will use any means." Chen Fu came to Lin Ruo with an angry look on his face.
"Fire Sun Sword?" Lin Ruo raised his head and looked at Qin Haoran's hand.
"Yes, the Earth-level divine weapon, the Fierce Sun Sword, is extremely sharp, and it can improve the masculine swordsmanship by three levels." Chen Fu said with a cold face.
"It seems that my guess is correct. The Qin family is going to attack me, but it doesn't matter." Lin Ruo smiled and shook his head. You have magic weapons, don't I?
"Do you have weapons? It's a pity that our Qingzhu branch does not have as deep a foundation as the Qingtian branch, and we don't have the magic weapons." At this point, Chen Fu was very reluctant to get the first place when something went wrong.
"It's okay, thank you branch master for reminding me." Lin Ruo thought of one thing, that was his God-killing Jian. He had always used it as an ordinary weapon without recognizing its owner, but in fact, the God-killing Jian was also a magic weapon that cut iron like clay.
Divine power penetrated the storage ring, wrapped it around Zhushenjian, and penetrated inside. As Lin Ruo's divine power probed, golden light appeared on Zhushenjian.
"Zhu Shen Jian, a top-grade earth-level weapon, can cut through gold and jade, and is infused with fighting spirit to destroy all enemies." Feeling that Zhu Shen Jian had the same feeling as his own, Lin Ruo felt more confident.
Duan Yue and Ling Feng, who were sitting in the main seat, also looked very unhappy because they both saw the long sword in Qin Haoran's hand.
"Brother Duan, this Qin Cang is getting more and more excessive." Ling Feng's inner dissatisfaction and anger can be heard from his words.
"Look, keep looking. I believe all this cannot be hidden from the master's eyes. If something unexpected happens, I will stop it."
At this time, Duan Yue and Ling Feng were a little worried about Lin Ruo. There was a slight gap in their cultivation levels. Now that Qin Haoran had the magic weapon in his hand, his advantage was infinitely expanded, and it could even be said that the victory was sealed.
"Lin Ruo, Qin Haolong comes on stage." Ling Feng stood up and called out his name.
Lin Ruo stood up, adjusted her robes, and came to the stage.
"I, Qin Haolong, admire Lin Ruo for how far you have come here with your bare hands, but I, Qin Haolong, am good at swordsmanship. I cannot give up my sword to fight against you. I'm sorry!" Qin Haolong grabbed the long sword and raised it to Lin Ruogong.
"I admire you for being upright and upright. In battle, you use your own strengths to attack the enemy's weaknesses. There is nothing to apologize for." Lin Ruo returned the favor, showing respect for people like Qin Haolong.
"Start!" Ling Feng shouted and sat down. There was no suspense in this battle. What Ling Feng was worried about was the next one.
Following Ling Feng's words, Lin Ruo and Qin Haolong fought head-on. Qin Haolong didn't want to confront Lin Ruo, but Lin Ruo's body skills made it impossible for him to dodge, so he could only swing his long sword.
He relied on his sword energy to resist Lin Ruo's attack.
At this time, the extent of Lin Ruo's physical abnormality and the abnormality of Prajna Boxing were seen. The energetic fist collided with Qin Haoran's long sword, causing his long sword to tremble and scream, but his hand was not injured at all.
Following Lin Ruo's violent punch, Qin Haolong was knocked back a few feet by Lin Ruo and retreated to the edge of the ring. He stuck his long sword on the ring to stabilize his body and not fall.
Lin Ruo didn't pursue him. He raised his arms and his energy burst out, looking at Qin Haolong.
"Thank you for your mercy, Qin Haolong surrenders." Qin Haolong withdrew his sword, bowed his hand to Lin Ruogong, then bowed to the throne and exited the ring.
"Did you see that? He is so domineering in his skills that he will lose if he encounters a magical weapon. It shouldn't be difficult for you, Haoran, to kill him." Qin Cang looked at the ring and smiled coldly.
"This is Lin Ruosheng, Qin Haoran, and Yang Zi, come on stage." After announcing the results of the competition, Ling Feng called out the names of the contestants.
"Senior Brother Lin, what kind of boxing is that? It's much more domineering than the Shenwei Killing Fist!" Chen Qingning, who had been lowering her head to think, asked.
"Prajna Fist." Lin Ruo didn't hide anything. There was nothing worth hiding.
"But the Prajna Fist used by the Buddha to subdue demons in ancient Buddhism?" Chen Qingning asked in surprise.
"I don't know about that."
"This boxing technique is so perfect that it can send Buddha chants all over the sky with one punch. Its power is unparalleled." Chen Qingning read an introduction to Prajna Boxing in a classic.
"Is there still such a saying?" Lin Ruo said this, but in fact, she had already proven in her heart that what Chen Qingning said was true. Just now, she only had 70% power to perform Prajna Fist and there was a sound. If it was 100%,
, the soul-stirring sound became even stronger.
"Senior Brother Lin, your boxing skills are very domineering, but you still can't go head-to-head with the magic weapon." Chen Qingning was worried that Lin Ruo had no combat experience and would use his body to catch Qin Haoran's Fierce Sun Sword.
"I have a solution!" Lin Ruo turned around and smiled.
Just when Lin Ruoxiao was laughing, a middle-aged man in black robes walked out from the left side of the Wuwei Hall, passed in front of several branch disciples, and arrived at the camp of the Qingshan Branch.
Seeing the middle-aged man in black robe approaching, many veteran disciples from Qingshan Branch stood up and bowed to greet him.
The middle-aged man in black robe didn't say anything. He reached out and grabbed a chair and placed it next to Feng Jian.
"What is he doing here?" Mu Tianyun said to himself in surprise.
"After he entered the Zhenwu Hall, he rarely showed up. It is said that he has been practicing hard. It is not easy to come out this time. Could it be because of Feng Zihao's murder?" Chen Fu thought for a while and said with a frown.
"It's possible, that's his nephew. He must have known the news." Chen Zhou, who had been silent all this time, whispered.
"It seems like it's really troublesome." Mu Tianyun knew the terror of this middle-aged man in black robe very well.
"Who is he?" Lin Ruo knew that this matter might have something to do with him.
"Feng Xiaotian, the youngest son of Master Feng Branch, had always been the overlord among our second-generation disciples before he entered Zhenwu Hall. Even Qin Wuji from Qingtian Branch was no match for him. However, he did not value fame and fortune, so he only participated in
After two competitions, after breaking through to the emperor level, there is no news about him entering the Zhenwu Hall." Mu Tianyun explained to Lin Ruo in detail.
"So that's it." Lin Ruo looked at Feng Xiaotian.
Just when Lin Ruo looked over, Feng Jian also introduced Lin Ruo to his son and pointed at Lin Ruo's position. Feng Xiaotian also looked over. When he saw Lin Ruo, his eyes burst out with light that seemed to be real.
"Master, this is a master who is much more powerful than Tang Zhan."
Looking at Feng Xiaotian's eyes, Lin Ruo felt that his cultivation level was much higher than that of the Tang Zhan he met. The main thing was the aura on his body, a sharp murderous aura.
After taking a look at Lin Ruo, Feng Xiaotian turned his head and began to close his eyes to rest. He was not interested in the battle between Qin Haoran and Yang Zi in the ring.
The main reason is that the gap is too big and they are not on the same level, so this kind of battle means nothing to them.
There was no suspense about the outcome of the battle. Qin Haoran easily defeated Yang Zi. The main reason was that the gap between the two was too big and the magical movement skills were of no use in the face of absolute strength.
"Qin Haoran wins this battle. Qin Haoran, you go back and rest for a quarter of an hour. The battle for the leader will begin in a quarter of an hour." Ling Feng stood up and announced the result of the battle.
In fact, everyone knows in their hearts that the real suspenseful battle is between Qin Haoran and Lin Ruo. The others cannot do it, and the gap in strength is too big.
A quarter of an hour later, following Ling Feng's words, Lin Ruo and Qin Haoran walked onto the ring and stood face to face.
"The winner of your competition will be this year's number one leader, but I still hope that you can compete in style and grace, starting now." Ling Feng's words were meant for Qin Haoran.
Lin Ruo nodded slightly, took a few steps back, looked at Qin Haoran, and thought about the way to fight.