Chapter 237 Nothing can be done more than three times
"With Senior Brother Chen taking action, we will win the first battle!"
Chen Jianming is also quite prestigious among the disciples of Qingxia Temple. As soon as he stood up, there was a loud voice.
The disciples of Qingxia Temple, unable to extricate themselves from the pain of failure, need a hero!
Just like that, Chen Jianming stood in the field with everyone's expectations.
As for Jiang Ling, who was watching in secret, he took out a piece of melon and ate it with relish.
"Let's see how strong this guy is. I hope Yuan Kongmen can be more powerful."
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"Zhang Lei of the Yuankong Sect, please tell me your name if you come!"
"Hmph, weak people don't deserve to know my name!"
Chen Jianming's nostrils were turned upward, as if he looked down on you.
This made Zhang Lei so angry that he took action without saying a word.
The battles in the Golden Core stage are much more powerful, especially in such top-notch Golden Core stage battles, every move can level a mountain.
The disciples on both sides retreated far away. Fortunately, the outside of Qingxia Temple was spacious enough.
Chen Jianming and Zhang Lei fought for more than ten rounds, and finally defeated the opponent with a fancy sword move.
"good!"
"Senior Brother Chen is mighty!"
"As expected, he is indeed the disciple of the Second Elder!"
"..."
Chen Jianming won the first battle, and Qingxia Temple immediately caused a sensation.
At this moment, Chen Jianming suddenly became radiant.
But the disciples of Yuankong Sect were not convinced.
"Tch, what's so great, I'm so happy if I win a match!"
"Yes, you didn't even notice that we had beaten you to death before."
"Oh, don't say that. It's not easy for others to win. If you're unhappy now, you won't be happy later."
Many venomous tongues in the Yuankong Sect launched attacks one after another, and Qingxia Temple was not to be outdone.
Soon, there was a scene of saliva flying everywhere, and the elders on both sides were a little embarrassed.
"Steady, steady, look at you!" Elder Yuanshan said, hating that iron cannot become steel.
As an elder of the Yuankong Sect who is known for his stability, all the disciples were very afraid and quickly took control of the situation.
And the battle continues!
"Next!"
Chen Jianming had no intention of leaving the scene. He held a sword in one hand and looked like a peerless master.
"This girl is so good at pretending!"
Jiang Ling couldn't complain. Chen Jianming liked to pretend, but he didn't pretend to the essence. He really wanted to show him an example.
"There will definitely be a chance."
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Soon, the second game also started.
This time, the disciples from the Yuan Kong Sect fighting were much stronger than the one just now, and their cultivation was at the peak of the Golden Core stage.
It's a pity that Chen Jianming is only half a step into the Nascent Soul realm, so he suffered a loss in his realm after all, allowing Chen Jianming to win another match.
"Victory again!"
"Senior Brother Chen is really the hope of our Qingxia Temple!"
"Yuankongmen has lost two games in a row at the hands of our senior brother Chen, what else can you say?"
"..."
And this was not over yet. Half an hour later, Chen Jianming won the third game!
At this moment, his figure became majestic in the eyes of the Qingxia Temple disciples.
"Chen Jianming, the genius of a generation, can defeat thousands of enemies with his three-foot green sword!"
Chen Jianming shouted loudly and said this sharp sentence.
Many female disciples of Qingxia Temple had shining eyes.
"Next!"
Chen Jianming, who was already intoxicated with three consecutive victories, naturally refused to leave the field. What if he won the next game again?
However, his next opponent is much more arrogant than him.
This is a young man with black satin eyes, holding a long sword in his arms.
As soon as he came up, he said calmly: "You have consumed too much spiritual power. Go down. You will not lose this game."
As soon as this was said, the disciples of Qingxia Temple became unhappy, and Chen Jianming himself was even less happy.
"Haha, I should say this to a blind man like you. Go ahead and show me what you are capable of!"
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"This Chen Jianming doesn't give up when things get better. He insists on slapping him in the face and pretending to be fat. Don't you know that it's just the end of the world?"
Jiang Ling carefully observed the blind young man. Although he was only at the peak of Jin Dan's cultivation level, he had a seemingly invisible sword energy, which put pressure on him.
However, Chen Jianming didn't realize the seriousness of the matter yet. Seeing that the other party's cultivation level was still lower than his own, he felt complacent for a while.
"Since you insist, then you can only end your winning streak!"
The blind young man used his fingers as a sword and slashed out a fierce sword energy!
Chen Jianming also slashed with his sword, making a crisp metal collision sound.
bite--
Under the surprised gazes of Qingxia's audience, Chen Jianming was so shocked that he even backed away!
"The sword energy containing elemental sword intent is not only metallic, but also has become small."
Jiang Ling touched his chin. There was no need to guess. Chen Jianming was definitely losing.
Metal sword energy has the most powerful killing power, but Chen Jianming only understood the basic wind attribute sword energy and could not suppress the opponent at all.
"Hmph, I'm quite capable, but my spiritual power is more abundant than you think, Storm Blade!"
As Chen Jianming shouted loudly, the scene suddenly became violent, and countless sword energies were mixed in the violent wind, with a terrifying momentum.
But the blind young man said: "This trick is suitable for fighting one against many, but it is not suitable for dealing with one person, because your power will be dispersed."
"Shut up and hang yourself!"
Chen Jianming used his sword energy to surround and kill the blind young man, but at this moment, the blind young man suddenly drew his sword.
"break!"
A sword energy soared into the sky, and a killing intent filled the world.
Chen Jianming's violent sword energy was immediately cut into pieces.
"Wind God Palm!"
The blind young man took one step forward and was in front of Chen Jianming in an instant, stamping his palm on his chest.
"puff--"
Chen Jianming suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and was hit by a huge force on the ground, creating a huge crater!
"What?!"
Everyone in Qingxia's audience was shocked. They didn't expect that Chen Jianming would be defeated so miserably after just three moves.
At this time, Chen Jianming's perseverance and perseverance were revealed.
"I...I can still fight, but there is still one move I haven't used yet!"
"If you can take three of my moves, you are pretty good among your peers, but you are still not at the level of a top genius. Only the Tianxuan Ti in your Qingxia Temple is qualified to fight with me!" The blind young man said
He said calmly.
"Hmph, you are so arrogant, follow my move, Qingxia falls!"
Chen Jianming looked up to the sky and roared, and a piece of green cloud condensed in the sky, which was beautiful.
"It's a prefecture-level magical power from our Qingxia Temple. I didn't expect Senior Brother Chen to actually master it!"
"Great, Senior Brother Chen will definitely win!"
The disciples of Qingxia Temple all looked shocked, but the blind young man's face was expressionless, as if he couldn't see the green clouds that filled the sky.
"Defeat me!"
As Chen Jianming shouted loudly, the sky was full of green clouds and they rushed towards the blind man.
"Po Jun!"
The blind young man just slashed forward with a sword. Compared with the green clouds in the sky, this sword was too small, but the light surpassed the green clouds!
Tear--
With a crisp cracking sound, the sky was cut through by a sword. Chen Jianming flew backwards, smashed back to the ground in a panic, and spurted several mouthfuls of blood.