Chapter 208: Flying Sword? A piece of scrap metal!
The next game is the duel between Han Bing and Qing Mang.
Han Bing and Qing Mang are no strangers. Qing Mang was the fourth in the last Dragon Ranking, and Han Bing is from the x organization. The two have collaborated on some tasks before, and they know each other better.
Ye Sheng finally saw a close fight.
Qinglong specializes in one discipline, metalwork. His metalwork attainments are relatively high. From the beginning, he used the Qingfeng Sword, and he used the Qingfeng Sword to perfection. Under the control of metalwork, Qingfeng's power
A lot of bonuses.
Han Bing's attack attributes are relatively comprehensive, not just metal, wood, water, fire, and earth. It seems that she has other back-ups. In the end, she suppressed the Qingfeng Sword with a move of ice and fire, and won the victory.
The power of the two heavens of ice and fire was so great that the faces of the spectators present turned pale when they saw it. If they were seriously affected by this move, they would lose half their lives.
"I lost." Qing Mang put away the Qingfeng sword very simply. His mentality was very peaceful, as if this was a normal competition, "Han Bing, I hope you can go further and achieve good results. Let's
In the fifth game, Ye Sheng’s opponent was a disciple from another ancient family, the Meng family. Meng Huo.
Meng Huo is different from Mo Fei and Huikong who appeared before. He seems to be very arrogant like a disciple of aristocratic family, and he doesn't take Ye Sheng, a bumpkin from a small place, seriously at all.
"Are you my opponent?" Meng Huo raised his head high, "Then first, after defeating you, I have other things to do."
Ye Sheng couldn't help but laugh and said, "Are you so sure that I will lose?"
"Of course." Meng Huo said loudly, "I was vigorously cultivated by my family and accumulated a lot of resources, and I am also considered a first-class disciple in the family. If I can't defeat you, then I don't have to mess around.
Well, just kill yourself."
"You are very confident." Ye Sheng said, "However, you are more narcissistic."
"Stop talking nonsense, let's get started." A three-inch long cyan dagger appeared floating in front of Meng Huo.
"Flying sword?" Ye Sheng said in surprise. Those who can control flying swords have at least reached the middle stage of foundation building. It seems that this Meng Huo still has two brushes.
"You have some eyesight," Meng Huo said. "Since you know this is a flying sword, I suggest you retreat without a fight. Otherwise, the flying sword will hurt you and it will be too late for you to regret it.
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"But I want to try it." Ye Sheng said, "To be honest, I have never seen a flying sword before. I want to see how powerful it is."
The two stood in the fighting arena. During this period, Meng Huo also flew into the arena in a dashing way, causing a burst of cheers from the audience present.
"Look at the field. One is a master of foundation building, and the other looks just like a migrant worker. I really don't know how the organizer arranged it. Everyone knows that this is a battle with a huge disparity in strength!"
"That's not necessarily the case. Do you remember last time? Didn't this migrant worker finally defeat Hua Wuque, whom we were optimistic about? There are many things. Don't jump to conclusions before the final result."
"Come on, it was an accident last time. There are not so many accidents in the world!"
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As soon as he entered the arena, Meng Huo couldn't wait to launch his attack.
The flying sword shot towards Ye Sheng. It was extremely fast and only a blue phantom flashed.
Ye Sheng immediately used his extreme speed, joking, if he was approached by this flying sword, he would really be at a disadvantage.
The extreme speed reached its limit, and Ye Sheng also became a phantom, constantly passing by in the field.
"Huh?" Meng Huo didn't expect that the opponent's body would move so fast, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He didn't think that his opponent's extreme speed could last long.
However, two minutes passed. The opponent still didn't seem to be exhausted.
"Damn! Do you know how to run away?" Meng Huo said, "You are a coward, you don't even dare to fight me head-on?"
"Hey, you bite me?" Ye Sheng said, "Do you want me to fight with your flying sword head-on, then I'm not asking for trouble?"
"Hmph! Do you think I can't do anything about it?" Meng Huo's face sank, "Okay, originally I wanted to tease you, so let me show my true skills and treat you, a guy who doesn't know how to live or die.
Ravage it!"
What Meng Huo said was true. The tail end of the flying sword seemed to have a propeller, its speed accelerated a lot, and it looked even more powerful.
Only then did Ye Sheng stop. No matter how fast his body was, it was still not as fast as Feijian.
But of course he would not sit still and wait for death, but released the Gu spirit.
"Xiao Bai, go play with Feijian."
When Xiaobai saw the flying sword, he trembled all over again. Since following Ye Sheng, it has become less and less courageous. However, Ye Sheng's aura is very powerful now. Relatively speaking, it is more afraid of this terrible human being.
Therefore, Xiaobai still floated towards Feijian cautiously and blocked in front of Feijian.
"Well? What is this?" Meng Huo was startled, "Gu spirit? However, this Gu spirit doesn't look very powerful. It's not a problem to deal with it. Isn't the flying sword just for killing these weird things?"
Meng Huo calmed down, but he didn't expect that Ye Sheng was already flying towards him.
"Now that you don't have the flying sword, I want to see how your melee combat ability is." Ye Sheng showed his white teeth and smiled brightly.
"The flying sword is back!" Meng Huo was shocked. He was good at flying swords, but his melee combat ability was really not very good. He had to at least advance to the golden elixir stage. After being tempered during evolution, the inner sect monks could have a stronger body.
But the flying sword didn't obey the orders very well. Every once in a while, Xiaobai kept it in check and balanced.
After all, flying swords are also controlled by consciousness, and the biggest function of Gu Spirit is to interfere with the consciousness of sucking.
"Hey, let's beat our own." Ye Sheng pressed forward step by step.
"No, this is impossible!" Meng Huo obviously didn't suffer much setback, his handsome face turned pale.
But Ye Sheng had already approached him and kicked him.
puff!
Meng Huo was kicked to the ground by this powerful kick, his eyes filled with disbelief.
He tried to communicate with Feijian, but Feijian seemed to be locked.
What made his heart sink to the bottom even more was that the flying sword actually fell to the ground with a clang, and was then carried back to Ye Sheng's hand by the Gu spirit.
Ye Sheng played with the flying sword and said lightly, "Huh, flying sword? This is nothing special, it's just a piece of scrap metal!"
After saying that, Ye Sheng actually used force to break the flying sword into two pieces!
"Poof!" Meng Huo was still mentally connected with Feijian. The Feijian was broken, and he spit out a mouthful of blood, then fell unconscious on the ground.