Feng Jing faced off against Ning Chen. His expression was solemn, his eyes were filled with fierce fighting spirit and determination to win.
This game is too crucial for their Jin Province Martial Arts Academy.
You must know that this is a knockout round, a game that determines life and death. If you lose, you will be eliminated. Moreover, this martial arts exchange competition is also related to the allocation of places to enter the secret realm.
So he must win. Only by winning this game can they hope to win and enter the next round of the knockout rounds.
"I heard that you were once the number one master in the freshman year at the Beijing Martial Arts Academy?" Feng Jing said, deliberately emphasizing the word "once" very strongly.
Ning Chen chuckled, the other party was playing with his mentality, it was just a small trick, it had no effect on him, he smiled and said: "Yes, I was once the number one master in the freshman year. Glory belongs to the past, I am a more free and easy person, I don't care about this. Yes.
Yes, your injury is okay, right?"
After hearing the last sentence, Feng Jing's expression twitched. He felt that Ning Chen was not easy to get along with, so he stopped talking and said directly: "Let's get started."
"It's already started."
Ning Chen said with a smile, and he shot out like an arrow with an astonishing speed. He held a long knife in his backhand and was ready to move.
When he came to Feng Jing, Ning Chen suddenly turned around and slashed out with a long-prepared sword.
Feeling the powerful momentum coming towards him, Feng Jing was secretly awe-inspiring, raised his heavy sword, and performed a "horse-cutting posture" with wide open and wide movements.
when!
The swords collided, making a harsh sound of gold and iron clashing.
Feng Jing's expression changed, and he felt a terrifying force coming towards him, which caused severe pain in his mouth and made his arms tremble. The power of Ning Chen's sword was too terrifying.
"The pinnacle of the third grade."
Feng Jing knew that the rumors were true. Ning Chen was really powerful. He was definitely at the peak of the third level. He was even stronger than the average third level peak.
However, what surprised him even more was that Ning Chen did not retreat after this strike, but immediately struck with another strike, one after another, in a continuous manner.
Ning Chen struck out one strike after another, and the power was also stacking up, becoming more and more terrifying. The shock caused severe pain in his arm, and he couldn't stop it with his heavy sword, so he could only keep retreating.
Eight blows in a row made the onlookers outside speechless.
"too strong."
"It seems that the rumors are true. Ning Chen is too powerful. He is worthy of being the top master in the first year of Beijing Martial Arts Academy. With such strength, it is not impossible to defeat a group of third-level warriors."
"It's over, Feng Jing is in danger."
People exclaimed and were surprised.
Even the students from the Capital Martial Arts Academy were extremely surprised.
After all, apart from beating up a group of second-grade and third-grade senior students, Ning Chen hasn't taken action in school for a long time.
Since entering the second level, Ning Chen has never fought in an arena battle.
Although he has shown extremely strong strength after returning this time, and can even beat up third-grade warriors, there is a difference between third-grade and third-grade warriors. Many of the third-grade warriors beaten by Ning Chen are not at the peak of third-grade, and even those who are at the peak of third-grade
How can those two compare to a genius like Feng Jing?
But at this time, it seemed that even Feng Jing was being suppressed and beaten.
"This is the eight consecutive slashes of "Nine Slashes of Breaking the Waves". Has he already practiced eight consecutive slashes?"
"Tsk, tsk, the talent is too scary."
There are many people who know that Ning Chen practices "Nine Slashes of Waves". Ning Chen used it more than once when fighting in the ring.
But how long has Ning Chen been practicing "Nine Cuts of Waves"?
It only took one year to practice "Breaking Waves Nine Slashes" to eight consecutive slashes in one year. How can it be embarrassing for many people who have been practicing for two or three years and still failed to achieve eight consecutive slashes?
"boom!"
There was a loud noise and dust flew up.
When the dust and smoke dissipated, Ning Chen was seen holding a long knife with a relaxed expression.
On the other side, Feng Jing looked ugly and disgraced. Even his clothes were torn. They were torn apart by the sword in Ning Chen's hand. Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough, otherwise it wouldn't have been as simple as tearing his clothes.
Not long after the battle started, Feng Jing was already in such a mess.
"This Ning Chen is too strong." Zhang Zhipeng sighed, standing with several people from the Jing Province Martial Arts Academy.
Yang Yan snorted unconvinced, but did not refute.
"Yes, it's too strong." Duan Fei sighed secretly, "The third-level peak cultivation level, and the level of swordsmanship is also very high. They are all freshmen, how do they practice?"
On the other side, Xiaoya shouted excitedly.
Lin Yin had seen Ning Chen's strength. Back in the Sealed Land, Ning Chen's strength was even stronger than this, because he used "One Sword to Break All Laws" at that time, and because at that time he stepped into
The fourth level of Gangqi realm.
Therefore, she was not surprised at all by the scene at this time.
But Chen Min was very surprised. She didn't expect that in just a few months, Ning Chen's strength would have improved so much. It was simply unbelievable.
"Come again!"
Ning Chen smiled and said, holding the sword in his hand and slashing it down again.
Opposite him, Feng Jing's expression was solemn, and he waved the heavy sword in his hand. He moved with him and struck out with the sword. He did not retreat, but chose to fight head-on.
When the heavy sword fell, it took up the energy and formed a powerful wave of air, pressing towards Ning Chen, making his heart tremble: "Sure enough, when fighting Jiang Yun, Feng Jing had scruples and did not give full play to his abilities.
Show your strength."
This sword is extraordinary, it has a vague "sword power" look, but it is still a bit weak in its prototype, just a forceful wave of energy.
boom!
In an instant, the swords collided and exploded with terrifying force. The arena was shattered and cracks appeared on the ground.
"This is the ninth cut in "Nine Cuts of Breaking the Waves"."
Someone exclaimed, recognizing Ning Chen's sword.
Just now, people were marveling that he actually practiced the "Eight Consecutive Slashes", but in the blink of an eye, Ning Chen performed the ninth slash.
Ning Chen quickly retreated, even if he used the ninth slash, he still couldn't take advantage. Feng Jing's sword was very terrifying, it was clever but not powerful, and its momentum was as strong as a mountain.
In a head-to-head confrontation, Ning Chen suffered a slight loss.
"Nice job."
"Come on Feng Jing!"
Under the ring, the eyes of the people from Tianjin Martial Arts Academy lit up and they shouted loudly to cheer for Feng Jing.
However they don't know.
At this moment, Feng Jing was smiling bitterly in his heart. He thought that the sword strike just now could hurt Ning Chen, but in the end it only blew Ning Chen away. He knew very well that Ning Chen was not injured.
"How can this guy be so strong?" Feng Jing was annoyed and his confidence began to waver. He thought that even though Ning Chen was very strong, he was probably not as good as Jiang Yun. He definitely had hope of defeating Ning Chen and winning this game, and then he would only need the third game.
...
But the result...
"Huh." Feng Jing exhaled a breath, clenched his heavy sword, and said to himself: "I can't lose, our Jin Province Martial Arts Academy can't lose."
At this moment, his eyes were extremely bright, the aura on his body surged, the aura around him was pulled, and the dust automatically rotated around him without wind.