"I have been looking forward to this showdown for a long time. After you defeated Zhang Cang, I thought I would wait for many years. I didn't expect that the showdown would come so quickly!"
The first time Ling Sen paid attention to Lin Ming was when he saw the duel between Lin Ming and Zhang Cang. At that time, he and Tuo Ku were present together, which caused quite a stir.
Lin Ming had only been in Qixuanwu Mansion for a month and defeated Zhang Cang, the master of Earth Hall. At that time, Ling Sen had a premonition that one day he would fight against Lin Ming. This was already a very high praise for Lin Ming, but
Looking at it now, he still underestimated Lin Ming by a long way.
For a quarter of an hour, Lin Ming was indeed meditating and adjusting his breath, even though his state was not consumed at all.
The mind is completely relaxed and enters an ethereal state, just waiting for this peak showdown.
The audience present could not sit still for a long time. The long-awaited decisive battle was the pinnacle showdown between the two most powerful young geniuses in Tianyun Kingdom!
Such a grand event is a once-in-a-lifetime event. For a warrior, what could be more exciting than this?
Although there were still snowflakes floating in the sky at this time, the enthusiasm of the audience seemed to melt the snow.
"Who will win?"
"Who do you think will win?"
"I wonder who is the number one young warrior in Tianyun Kingdom?"
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Almost all the audience were discussing this issue, each expressing their own opinions on this issue. Some "experts" who thought they were discerning even began to deduce the fighting process between the two. For a while, Ling Sen and Lin Ming had not yet
During the fight, many versions of the battle were deduced, and it was quite intense when told about it.
If someone who didn't know came here, they would think that these warriors who were talking vividly and spitting in the crowd had already watched the duel between Lin Ming and Ling Sen.
This battle will determine the number one young warrior in the Tianyun Kingdom, but Ling Sen knows that the probability of him winning is slim. Even if he wins, he will not be the number one young warrior in the Tianyun Kingdom. He just
He was twenty-one years old, and Lin Ming was almost sixteen years old. The age gap of five years was an insurmountable gap.
These five years are the most critical five years for a warrior. After Lin Ming spends these five years, he will definitely become an acquired master.
At that time, I was just barely able to break through the pulse condensation stage.
A quarter of an hour passed quickly.
Ling Sen was the first to walk into the martial arts arena. He walked calmly. His whole body exuded invisible murderous aura. When the snowflakes fell around him, the murderous aura was naturally blown away, and not a single piece of it touched his body.
Lin Ming drew out the Heavy Mysterious Soft Silver Gun. His gun and Ling Sen's sword were both mid-level human-level treasures, and they were very fair in terms of weapons.
The two stood ten feet apart, looking at each other silently. The airflow around them seemed to be stirred by the two, forming several invisible vortices, causing snowflakes to fly wildly.
"The rules are no longer repeated, the game begins!"
After the elder referee made the announcement, neither of them moved. Lin Ming held the Chongxuan Soft Silver Spear in his right hand, pointing the tip of the spear diagonally at the ground, while Ling Sen held the sword in both hands, with the blade held across his chest.
Although they didn't move, the momentum of the two people continued to build up invisibly.
Ling Sen's murderous intent was formed by killing countless Shura ghosts in the Asura martial arts, just like the strong wind in the cold winter. If a weaker warrior faced Lingsen's murderous intent, he would be like an ordinary person standing naked in the ice and snow.
, 100% of the strength cannot be used for 50%, and even some who are not mentally strong are directly frightened to the point of losing their minds and lose without a fight.
But Lin Ming was just the opposite. His aura was made of the power of Qi and blood. The powerful power of Qi and blood boiled like rolling flames. Ordinary people wouldn't think it was a big deal, but if they were practicing the art of exorcising ghosts and corpses,
When a warrior approaches, he will feel as if he is close to a scorching furnace, and ghosts that have recently been sacrificed will be shaken to death if they approach.
Ling Sen's icy murderous intent and Lin Ming's energy and blood were clashing in the air. One was extremely cold, the other was scorching. When the two met, they were incompatible with each other!
But after all, it was Lin Ming's energy and blood that restrained Yin Han. Ling Sen could even clearly hear the "chichi" sound of his murderous intent being broken by the energy of energy and blood.
"I didn't expect that I could restrain my Shura murderous aura with the power of Qi and blood!"
"As fast as a ghost, with powerful physical strength, thick and pure true essence, and strong support of Qi and blood, there is no need to doubt his endurance. This Lin Ming is simply omnipotent!"
Ling Sen's expression became more solemn. He instantly restrained his murderous aura, and the substantial murderous aura condensed on the surface of his body. Combined with his five-foot heavy sword, he was like an insurmountable mountain in people's eyes at that moment.
Even the two generals in the audience who had reached the mid-to-late stage of Pulse Condensation couldn't help but wonder whether they could win if they fought against Ling Sen.
It is simply unimaginable that the mid-stage pulse condensation stage cannot win against the early stage bone forging stage.
"Take my sword!"
As soon as the word "sword" came out, Ling Sen's murderous aura gathered in the black heavy sword, and the five-foot heavy sword let out an excited moan!
"Crack!" The space seemed to be torn open, and a sword with unparalleled sword energy stabbed straight into Lin Ming's chest.
The hard arena exploded into pieces just after being swept by the aftermath of the sword energy. Countless gravels were thrown out by the raging true energy. From a distance, Ling Sen's sword looked like a long dragon that kept breaking through the rocks.
, unstoppable.
"The dragon goes out to sea!"
Lin Ming shouted loudly, and five thousand vibrating true essences exploded. In the fierce oncoming wave of true essence, the Chongxuan Soft Silver Spear was like a white dragon in the waves, piercing forward with an indomitable momentum!
"boom!"
The powerful impact formed a shock wave visible to the naked eye. All the floor tiles on the martial arts field were blown away. The snowflakes within a radius of 100 meters were completely washed away by the raging true energy. Even the second and third levels of physical training were
A warrior in such a wave of true energy feels like a leaf in a storm that will be blown away at any time.
Fortunately, the big names in the audience were protected by experts. Once the true energy shield was extended, it blocked the aftermath of the true energy.
“Bah bah bah bah!”
Once Ling Sen took action, he would not stop. A series of attacks followed one after another. The five-foot heavy sword was opened and closed. Each sword carried thick real energy. Caught in a huge force, it struck down like a mountain.
!
Lin Ming was not in a hurry, and the Chaos True Essence Technique was operating to the extreme. He took every sword calmly, and fought and retreated. However, compared to the calmness on his expression, the cracks that exploded in the ring behind him were shocking.
!
Almost every time Lin Ming took a step back, the floor tiles he stepped on would burst into pieces. In the blink of an eye, Ling Sen's sword wind would throw the broken pieces of floor tiles away. The entire martial arts arena was in terrible shape within a few breaths.
"It's too scary. The true energy released from just fighting has such destructive power. If we fight them head-on, how can we resist them?" Some warriors in the audience who thought they were good at the competition saw this scene.
, is also full of a sense of despair. They have worked hard for decades, but they are so far behind the two young people on the stage.
"Ling Sen's strength is at least equivalent to that of an average mid-stage pulse condensation warrior, and may even be comparable to that of a late-stage pulse condensation warrior!" After some comparisons, the experts present had to come to this conclusion.
It is really unbelievable to compare someone with a cultivation level in the early stage of bone forging to cross multiple realms and compare to a warrior in the middle stage of pulse condensation.
Bai Jingyun listened to the discussions around her and silently looked at Lin Ming's figure on the stage with a complicated expression. Lin Ming, what is your trump card and where is the limit of your strength?
The battle in the field became more and more intense, and the sound of explosions caused by the collision of primeval energy was like rolling spring thunder, spreading for miles.
However, in such a competition, Lin Ming's face did not turn red, and his heart did not beat. He had strong energy and blood, and his breath was long. He inhaled like a snake and exhaled like a whirlpool. If he was in a calm state, one breath would be enough to finish the burn.
A stick of incense.
But Ling Sen's endurance was slightly worse.
"The breath of murder!"
Ling Sen shouted loudly, and the killing field exploded. This was a special field attack he developed using Shura's martial intention! When facing Zhao Jifeng, Ling Sen's sword did not touch the opponent at all, and defeated the opponent with the killing field alone!
"Huo!"
In an instant, Lin Ming felt that the surrounding scenery suddenly changed. The audience disappeared, the arena disappeared, and he came to a completely unfamiliar world.
The background is gray, the sky is gloomy, and the rugged rocks stretch as far as the eye can see. Behind the rocks, there are countless Shura ghosts hidden.
Between the huge rocks, there were bottomless abyss exuding a cold air. Ghosts were constantly crawling out of the abyss, with ferocious expressions. The empty eyes that looked at Lin Ming were filled with greed and desire that made people tremble.
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It felt extremely cold, and the dark wind seemed to penetrate into people's souls. Even though Lin Ming had strong energy and blood, he felt extremely depressed in such an environment.
Shura world?
It turns out to be an attack from Shura’s martial intent!
Martial intention can not only be used for cultivation, but some can also be used for attacks. It depends on the warrior's understanding and use, as well as the quality of the martial intention itself.
Shura's martial intention is the martial intention of fighting and cultivating one body!
From this point of view alone, it is superior to Lin Ming's ethereal martial intent.
However, Lin Ming did not only have ethereal martial intent.
With a cold snort, Lin Ming's eyes turned into black whirlpools, and two rotating storms swept away wantonly with Lin Ming's eyes as the axis!
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!"
Countless ghosts let out heart-rending roars, but they were unable to resist being sucked into the whirlpool and smashed into pieces!
Even the gray rocks were crumbling and cracking, and there were even cracks in the space.
"How can the Shura Realm, which is just an illusion formed by martial will, be compared with the Hell Realm in the trial of life and death?"
Lin Ming shouted violently, only to hear a loud "Bang!" sound, and the whole world collapsed!
Countless fragments of the illusion were swept into the black vortex and disappeared.
Lin Ming's reincarnation martial intention was realized in hundreds of reincarnations. In terms of illusion attacks, how can Ling Sen compare!?
He returned to the familiar martial arts arena, while Ling Sen groaned, holding the heavy sword in his hand, kneeling on one knee, his face turned pale.
The audience couldn't understand why. He only felt that Lin Ming's body paused for an instant, and then Ling Sen half-knelt on the ground as if he had been hit hard. During this period, Lin Ming's gun did not touch Ling Sen at all.
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