"The aura is so terrifying, what kind of trick is this?"
The onlookers were surprised.
Xiaoya couldn't help but feel nervous. She held Chen Min's hand and Chen Min smiled at her. Lin Yin next to her smiled and said, "Don't worry, Ning Chen is very strong."
On the other side, Liu Xiaoyue stared nervously at the ring.
There were other people who were also worried about Ning Chen at this moment, and everyone felt the power of Feng Jing's move.
Ning Chen narrowed his eyes, jumped out suddenly, danced with the long knife in his hand, and struck Feng Jing with one blow.
"snort."
Feng Jing snorted coldly, and raised the heavy sword suddenly. With the sound of "dang", Ning Chen took a few steps back. Feng Jing held the hilt of the sword with both hands, raised the heavy sword, and struck Ning Chen down.
, his movements are very slow, but they give people a kind of terrifying pressure.
Ning Chen felt threatened, and a strong sense of oppression came over him.
But he didn't panic. He held a long knife in his hand and struck out with one knife first, then the second knife, and the third knife...
One sword followed another, and each sword was faster than the last. In the blink of an eye, Ning Chen had already struck out eight swords. The eight swords were superimposed, connected together, and collided with the heavy sword.
The heavy sword was trembling, Feng Jing's face turned pale, and he seemed to have difficulty holding the heavy sword, and the eight sword shadows also shattered and dispersed under the heavy sword.
"Can't even this defeat the opponent's sword?"
People were surprised.
Ning Chen had already performed the "Eight Continuous Slashes", but still could not break Feng Jing's sword. The heavy sword pressed towards Ning Chen with terrifying power.
At this moment, the sword buzzed.
Ning Chen did not retreat, but immediately struck out with another knife. The eight broken knife shadows reappeared at this moment, and merged with this knife, forming a blazing sword light, extremely sharp, and fell towards Feng Jing.
"This is......"
"The most powerful move in "Nine Cuts of Breaking Waves" is nine consecutive cuts!"
At this moment, everyone was shocked and exclaimed.
Especially those who know "Nine Cuts of Breaking Waves" or practice "Nine Cuts of Breaking Waves" themselves are shocked by this sword.
"Nine Slashes of Breaking Waves" is divided into nine moves, which can be continuously stacked. Of course, stacking is very difficult. The more stacks are made, the greater the difficulty.
The "Nine Consecutive Slash" is more difficult and is the strongest move.
Many people practice "Breaking Waves and Nine Slashes" for two or three years, or three or four years, but have not been able to master "Nine Consecutive Slashes".
There are also people who have practiced eight consecutive slashes, or even the ninth slash, but in the end they cannot connect the nine moves together because the nine consecutive slashes are too difficult.
But Ning Chen did it.
A series of nine swords, only when the ninth sword is used will it cause a qualitative change. Even if the eight sword shadows were broken before, they will reappear in an instant and merge with the ninth sword.
At this moment, the sword was as bright as a rainbow and extremely sharp.
boom!
In an instant, the swords collided with each other, and exploded with terrifying force.
People heard a "clicking" sound, the ring was torn apart, huge cracks appeared, dust flew up, and energy shot out.
Both Ning Chen and Feng Jing were blown away by the powerful force. Ning Chen fell on the edge of the ring, looking a little embarrassed, with his clothes torn and some wounds.
Opposite him was Feng Jing. His face was pale. He leaned on the ground with his heavy sword. A stream of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. He struggled to support his body and did not fall down.
However, he no longer had the strength to fight anymore.
"You lost." Ning Chen said.
Feng Jing was very reluctant, but he couldn't refute.
This was his unique move, but it was not able to seriously injure Ning Chen. Ning Chen's "Nine Continuous Slashes" defeated his sword.
As one goes down and the other goes up, the winner is decided.
However, Feng Jing did not admit defeat. He supported his body with his heavy sword and moved forward slowly. He did not want to give up and he would continue to fight.
This scene is touching.
Everyone could see that Feng Jing was at the end of his strength and was unable to fight anymore. He was just struggling to hold on.
Move slowly with just one breath.
"He is a respectable opponent." Ning Chen thought to himself and took a step forward with his sword in hand. Although Feng Jing was tenacious and energetic, he had to defeat Feng Jing.
The results will not change.
Feng Jing didn't want to lose in this game, and Ning Chen didn't want to lose either.
"We admit defeat."
At this time, the leader of the Tianjin Martial Arts Academy opened his mouth and took the initiative to admit defeat. The expression on his face was very complicated, with both regret and pride.
Upon hearing these words, Feng Jing suddenly turned his head and looked at the leader.
For a moment, he seemed to have been drained of all his strength, his legs softened, and he could no longer support his body. He was about to fall, but a hand held his arm.
Feng Jing looked up and saw Ning Chen's face.
"Thank you." Feng Jing said.
"No need." Ning Chen shook his head, "You are very strong, I'm just lucky."
These were just polite words. Feng Jing knew in his heart that he was not the kind of person who couldn't afford to lose. He took the initiative to reach out and said: "I lost."
People from Tianjin Martial Arts Academy jumped onto the ring and helped Feng Jing down.
The game came to an end and Ning Chen won.
"As expected of the first-year master of Beijing Martial Arts Academy, Ning Chen is so strong."
"Feng Jing is so powerful, but he still lost to Ning Chen."
"Ning Chen's knife just now was so terrifying. Although I am also at the peak of the third level, to be honest, I would have lost long ago if it were me on top."
People were talking a lot, and they were all amazed at Ning Chen's power.
Some of the participating team members from the martial arts academy were also shaken and had deep fears. If they encountered the Beijing Martial Arts Academy later, Ning Chen would be their formidable enemy.
"My brother won, my brother won." Xiaoya was very happy, clapping her hands and jumping up and down.
Chen Min lamented in her heart that her little brother had now grown to such an extent that she could only look up to him.
In both duels, the Beijing Martial Arts Academy won.
The third game has lost its meaning, but it still has to be played.
The Beijing Martial Arts Academy sent Liu Wenwen, while the Tianjin Martial Arts Academy sent a second-grade warrior. The difference was clear at a glance. Although Liu Wenwen fought very seriously, but the difference in strength was there, she quickly fell into a disadvantage...
..
Losing is inevitable.
Ning Chen looked away, but suddenly saw an acquaintance - Liu Xiaoyue.
In the distance, Liu Xiaoyue in the crowd was also looking at Ning Chen. Their eyes met and Ning Chen nodded as a greeting.
After all, high schools belong to the same school. Since we have seen each other, we still have to say hello.
Seeing Ning Chen nodding towards her, Liu Xiaoyue felt happy and a little panicked for no reason, but Ning Chen quickly looked away.
"I..." Liu Xiaoyue opened her mouth.
The little sister next to her noticed something strange and asked, "Xiaoyue, aren't you and Ning Chen classmates? Come over and say hello."
Liu Xiaoyue glanced at Ning Chen again, and after being silent for a while, she said, "Forget it, I don't actually know him very well."
At that moment, she suddenly understood.
In fact, she and Ning Chen have always been in two different worlds. She used to think that Ning Chen's family background was not worthy of hers, but now she thinks that she is not worthy of Ning Chen.