On the square, countless people were stunned. Defeating a master like Fang Ming was not enough to shock them. After all, Bai Meng and Yang Jun may all have such strength, but Lin Xiao faced off at the opponent's strongest point.
Defeating Fang Ming is something that no one else can do.
"Your strength is indeed superior to mine, I am convinced."
On the competition stage, Fang Ming wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked up at Lin Xiao. The ferociousness in his eyes had long since disappeared, leaving only admiration and unwillingness.
He knew that Lin Xiao had held back his hand before. If the opponent's last punch had hit his heart instead of his chest, he would have been killed on the spot by Lin Xiao's heart-breaking punch.
"I am convinced in this competition, but just wait, no one can be better than me, Fang Ming, in boxing. One day I will challenge you and defeat you openly with boxing."
Fang Ming stood up with difficulty and staggered off the competition platform.
"I'll wait for you." Lin Xiao said indifferently, turned and left.
Although the Jidao Weitian Fist is a high-level human-level boxing technique, its power far exceeds ordinary high-level human-level techniques, especially the last form of the Jidao Weitian. Although Lin Xiao successfully performed it before, it was only a mere tool.
Its shape, but its essence has not been completely controlled. According to the secret book, this fifth form of Ji Dao Mighty Heaven Fist can only show its true power when it reaches the realm of transformation. It requires the integration of spirit and Yuanli to the extreme.
display.
If the true power of the Jida comes out, Fang Ming's arm and sternum will not be broken, but his whole body will be completely exploded by the immortal fist energy of the Jida, leaving no trace of his body.
The game continued, but the shock that Lin Xiao left on everyone could not be erased.
In a corner of the VIP table, a middle-aged man wearing armor stared at Lin Xiao on the competition stage with cold eyes.
"It's unbelievable. Lin Xiao is only fifteen years old and has already advanced to the early stage of the third rank. His strength is so terrifying. No wonder the village leader asked me to pay attention to this kid. No, such a genius must not be allowed to continue to grow.
Otherwise, it will be a huge threat to the future of our Black Dragon Village. After this genius disciple competition is over, we must find an opportunity to kill him."
The middle-aged man silently spoke in his heart, looking at Lin Xiao with eyes filled with murderous intent.
If others knew what this middle-aged man was thinking, they would definitely be shocked, because this middle-aged man’s name is Yin Lin, nicknamed Kuai Swordsman, and he is a famous casual cultivator in the New Acropolis. His strength has already reached the Mortal Realm.
At its peak in the early stage, it was only slightly inferior in strength to Chu Weichen and other general managers of major forces, and he had a great reputation in the New Acropolis.
Even in the Warrior Alliance and some forces, he has the title of honorary elder.
No one knew that such a famous swordsman was actually an undercover agent of Black Dragon Village lurking in New Acropolis.
Amidst the noisy discussion, the third round of the showdown has begun.
In the third round, the top five opponents were Bai Meng from the Yuanwu Holy Land and Zheng Yijin from the Tianying Sect.
Even before the game started, everyone already had the ending in mind.
call out
Zheng Yijin of the Tianying Sect suddenly disappeared the moment the referee announced the start of the game, and the long sword in his hand turned into a sword rain and floated across the sky.
Bai Meng remained motionless, drawing his sword and slashing three times at the moment when the opponent's attack was imminent.
Just like Mu Hua from the Fire Cloud Sect before, Bai Meng cut off Zheng Yijin's attack with one sword, cut through Zheng Yijin's protective energy with the second sword, and left a shocking scar directly on Zheng Yijin's chest with the third sword.
With three sword strikes, Zheng Yijin was immediately defeated.
No one was shocked at all by this ending.
In terms of strength, although Zheng Yijin is strong, he is only on the same level as Mu Hua of the Fire Cloud Sect. Even compared to Fang Ming, whom Lin Xiao defeated before, it is completely normal for him to lose against the Demon Sword Bai Meng.
Already.
The magic sword Baimeng's sword skills are so sharp that ordinary warriors can't take one strike with him. Geniuses like Zheng Yijin and Mu Hua can't take three strikes with him. Everyone speculates that only top masters such as Yang Jun and Lin Xiao can do it.
Only then can he compete with him and let him fully reveal his true strength.
At the end of the three rounds, Ji Hong, Lin Xiao, and Bai Meng have been selected among the top five. Among the remaining four are Dange Wu Hao, Jin Jia Jin Zhihai, Jiulongbao Zheng Chen, and the fifth round.
Zong Yangjun.
Among them, Wu Hao and Yang Jun are the absolute top five in strength, while Jin Zhihai, although not showing off, is making great progress all the way, like a deep pool, and no one seems to be able to see the bottom. Only Zheng Chen from Jiulongbao seems to be weak in strength.
It’s a bit higher, but it shouldn’t be underestimated.
The draw of these four people immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the room.
On the high platform, the white-haired old man took out the results of the fourth round of draws.
"In this Genius Disciple Competition, among the top ten, the contestant in the fourth round is——"
The entire square fell silent for a moment, and everyone listened with bated breath.
"Dan Pavilion Wu Hao and Five Wheels Sect Yang Jun"
"Wow"
As soon as the old man finished speaking, the whole place was in an uproar.
"Yang Jun actually met Wu Hao. What a bad luck."
"A strong showdown, an absolute strong showdown."
"It's a pity. Yang Jun originally had absolute top five strength, but it's a pity that he met Wu Hao."
"What a pity. I believe that with Yang Jun's strength, it is possible to win even if he faces Wu Hao."
There was a lot of discussion in the whole square, and everyone was excited.
Although the previous games were exciting, they were not as good as the duel between Wu Hao and Yang Jun. After all, in everyone's minds, both Wu Hao and Yang Jun had absolute top five strength, and Wu Hao was even more so.
A strong contender for the first place in this Genius Disciple Competition, the encounter between the two will create sparks that have never been seen before.
In the stands, Wu Hao and Yang Jun flew up instantly and looked at each other coldly.
Wu Hao smiled and looked at Yang Jun calmly, his eyes full of absolute confidence.
"You are pretty good and can definitely enter the top five in this competition. Unfortunately, you have no chance of winning in my hands."
"Really?" Yang Jun, dressed in black, held an eyebrow-length stick in his hand, stared at Wu Hao with endless fighting intent in his eyes, and grinned: "They say you, Wu Hao, are the younger generation of our New Acropolis.
The first genius in the world, I, Yang Jun, will see today what kind of strength you, Wu Hao, dare to call yourself."
The two tall figures faced each other far away on the competition stage, each with their own invincible belief.
"Game start"
The referee's loud announcement came from the side.
The whole square held its breath for a moment.
"Looking for a fight" Yang Jun shouted sharply, holding the eyebrow-raising stick in his hand, and rushed towards Wu Hao at the beginning of the game. At the same time, the eyebrow-raising stick in his hand turned into a long black dragon, like a dragon emerging from the pool, and struck Wu Hao like lightning.
the location of.
boom
The tip of the stick hit the void with a violent sonic boom, as if the entire void was exploded instantly, and a terrifying and extremely powerful force spread out, shaking the world.
Wu Hao's face was expressionless. The long sword at his waist suddenly unsheathed, and a sword light suddenly brightened up. The long sword in Wu Hao's hand was so fast that it struck first, piercing Yang Jun's eyebrows like lightning.
On the stick.
Ding
The crisp sound of gold and iron clashing sounded, and the sword in Wu Hao's hand bent slightly, and an astonishing force surged out from the eyebrow stick, causing Wu Hao to retreat slightly.
"You dare to use your sword to resist my eyebrow-level stick. Do you want to compete with me, Yang Jun, for strength? I, Yang Jun, have never been afraid of anyone in terms of strength."
Yang Jun grinned, and immediately retracted the long stick in his hand after being blocked by Wu Hao, and then suddenly accelerated and crashed down again. The thick eyebrow-level stick instantly transformed into a series of misty stick shadows and struck the void in front of Wu Hao fiercely.
Rumble
The shadow of the stick flickered, completely covering Wu Hao's whole body. The air was blown away by Yang Jun's terrifying power, making a violent whine. Countless stick qi hit the rocky ground of the competition platform, and a streak of
A crack spread quickly on the ground, countless fist-sized gravels scattered in all directions, and the entire competition platform was in a mess.
Among the stick shadows that filled the sky, there was a terrifying tip of the stick that mysteriously poked out from the void and blasted towards Wu Hao's location.
"Dragon Elephant Prajna Stick - The Divine Dragon Explores its Head"
Yang Jun roared loudly, and the shadow of the stick in the sky turned into a huge dragon head. The dragon head was several feet high, majestic and domineering, as if it was sticking out from the clouds and biting Wu Hao fiercely.
"snort."
Wu Hao snorted coldly, and the long sword in his hand shook. Sword flowers suddenly appeared in the void. These sword flowers rotated and bloomed one after another. They seemed to be slow, but they flew into the sky at an astonishing speed.
Among the dragon heads composed of stick shadows.
"Thousand Flowers Sword Technique - The Goddess Scatters Flowers"
Ding ding ding ding
A series of clashing sounds of gold and iron sounded, and at the same time there was a series of roaring sounds of Yuanli hitting each other. During Yang Jun's crazy attack, Wu Hao actually stabbed out hundreds of swords in an instant, and each sword clicked.
At the tip of Yang Jun's falling stick shadow, the last sword flower was pointed at the center of the dragon's head formed by the sky full of stick shadows.
boom
Under the sword flowers blooming all over the sky, the stick shadow dragon head struck by Yang Jun exploded and collapsed in an instant, dissolving into endless energy and dissipating.
"Huh?" After the move was broken, Yang Jun's eyes became more solemn. The corners of his mouth pursed slightly, and an astonishing energy aura suddenly rose from his body. For a moment, there seemed to be a huge wave in the entire square.
of whirlwind.
"Dragon and Elephant Prajna Stick - Divine Elephant Suppresses Prison"
Yang Jun roared loudly, his eyes were solemn, his legs were slightly crossed, and he raised the eyebrow stick in his hands with both hands. He was like an overlord lifting a cauldron, holding high a stone pillar reaching the sky in his hands, and the muscles all over his body were knotted.
, blue veins popped out on his forehead, and he hit Wu Hao in front of him with a hard blow.
boom
It was as if the mountain collapsed and Yang Jun smashed it down with a stick. A huge elephant leg appeared in the misty shadow of the stick, and the terrifying energy spread out. This elephant leg was purely formed by Yuanli energy, which could give people
It feels like a mighty and powerful elephant stepping down from the clouds with its giant legs, suppressing everything in the world.
Before the shadow of the stick arrived, the fierce murderous intent had already enveloped the entire competition platform, and the continuously compressed air flow formed an astonishing air pressure that locked Wu Hao firmly under the shadow of the stick.