"That Lin Ming can actually control the power of thunder!"
"It turns out that he is a thunder warrior, and this is his trump card!"
"Looking at the thickness of the electric snake, it's probably at the fifth or even sixth level."
People in the audience were talking about it. For the people of Qixuan Valley, thunder warriors were not too rare. What was rare were those with sixth grade compatibility.
In the main hall of Qixuan Valley, Mu Qinghong looked at the electric snake dancing on Lin Ming's body with a smile, "This little guy actually waited until the finals to use the power of thunder."
At this point, Lin Ming's identity was completely confirmed. The iconic thing that Mu Qianyu described about Lin Ming at the beginning was the power of thunder. Mu Qianyu speculated that Lin Ming's thunder energy was not inferior to her fire energy.
The vitality compatibility is above level seven!
This is definitely a monster-level talent!
Regardless of Lin Ming's martial will and transcendent combat ability, his talent and talent for the energy of thunder alone were enough for a large sect to spend a lot of resources to absorb him.
Mu Qinghong glanced at Shi Zongtian beside him. There was no special reaction from the other party. The corner of Mu Qinghong's mouth curled up slightly. If Shi Zongtian knew that Lin Ming controlled the Purple Dragon God's Thunder Level Thunder Spirit, he would have sat down long ago.
Can't stand it any longer.
In the center of the arena, Lin Ming's body was dancing with electric snakes, and his hair was raised wantonly. He looked like a demon coming on lightning. "The power of thunder is specially designed to defeat ghosts and negative energy. Your Hehuan Sect's Kung Fu technique, every time
Whenever I use it, it will be accompanied by howls of ghosts and gods, and it is being restrained by my power. Let me see how you can stop it!"
A cold light flashed in Lin Ming's eyes. The thunder and lightning wrapped around his body emitted a dazzling purple light, like a purple sun in the sky!
Jinpeng breaks the void——
The speed reaches the limit instantly!
A series of Lin Ming's shadows were dragged out of the arena, and lightning flashed on each shadow!
"Zizzizi!"
The power of thunder and lightning danced wildly, stabbing Ouyang Zifeng like a sharp sword.
"Zheng!" Ouyang Zifeng pulled out the sword from the snakeskin scabbard. It was a blood-red four-foot long sword.
Ouyang Zifeng draws his sword!
Pretending also requires the capital to show off. In the past, only one person could force him to draw his sword. But now he faced Lin Ming, and after just one move, Ouyang Zifeng couldn't bear it. Don't say not to draw the sword, but to draw the sword.
It may not be able to be blocked.
Ouyang Zifeng also launched his ultimate speed, and the sword and the power of thunder violently collided again and again!
"Puffy!"
The audience could only see the blurry shadows of the two people and the flashing purple lightning in the ring!
"What's going on in the ring and who has the advantage?"
"I don't know. Since Lin Ming can force Ouyang Zifeng to draw his sword, he has some skills. He shouldn't be too disadvantaged and can last for a while."
"Disadvantage? Last for a while? Are you saying that Lin Ming, who was born in the Thirty-Six Kingdoms, is at a disadvantage? You idiot, just wait and see, then Ouyang Zifeng is a piece of cake!"
The ones who spoke in rebuttal were warriors from the Thirty-six Kingdoms. In the past few days, warriors from the Thirty-Six Kingdoms have been getting angry in Qixuan Valley. How could they miss such an opportunity to be proud and proud?
"Humph, don't be too happy. Even if Ouyang Zifeng loses to Lin Ming, the difference will not be much different. When our direct disciples come on stage, we will let you know what despair is!"
In advance of the seven direct disciples, the warrior from the thirty-six countries stopped talking. These days, the strength of the seven direct disciples was clearly visible to his eyes. Even if he had full confidence in Lin Ming, he did not have the confidence to fight, so he could only hum.
He muttered a few harsh words and stopped talking.
Ouyang Zifeng in the field only defends but does not attack. It's not that he doesn't want to attack, it's that he can't attack at all. The accumulated Yin Qi will be scattered by lightning in an instant. In such a fierce competition, the real energy in his body is quickly consumed.
"This guy has released so much thunder power, and the consumption will probably be greater than mine. As long as I persevere, I may not be the loser!"
Ouyang Zifeng had just had this idea when he heard Lin Ming say, "Can you only hide? I've been waiting for your so-called 'trump card'. If you don't use it, I'm afraid you won't have a chance."
Lin Ming's right hand suddenly clenched into a fist, and all the surrounding purple electric snakes gathered around the fist, bursting out with dazzling purple light. Five thousand strands of vibrating real energy surged out, intertwined with the thunder energy, and became pure
Purple.
This is the combination of body-shattering and bone-breaking fist and the power of thunder!
"Crazy!" Ouyang Zifeng took a mouthful of real energy, the long sword burned with purple flames, and bursts of ghostly cries came from the sword.
"Netherworld Blow!"
Ouyang Zifeng endured the numbness in his body caused by the thunder and lightning, and stabbed out the sword, and a ghost face burning with purple fire came towards Lin Ming.
Lin Ming didn't even look, he just punched out.
"boom!"
Five thousand strands of pure purple essence rushed out like ferocious purple dragons, poured into the ghost face, and directly tore the ghost face into pieces!
Immediately afterwards, the purple true energy broke through Ouyang Zifeng's body-protecting Yin Qi, and poured into Ouyang Zifeng's body unstoppably.
Ouyang Zifeng's body was shaken, and he vomited out a mouthful of blood. His body flew dozens of feet away, and he almost lost his balance after landing. He knelt on one knee, holding the sword with one hand, and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
At that moment, Ouyang Zifeng's body was almost torn apart, and he almost thought he was going to die.
Lin Ming stretched out his hand and made a move, and the purple true energy rushed out of Ouyang Zifeng's body and returned to his hand. As he absorbed the Purple Dragon Divine Thunder, his true energy could already be fused with the thunder at will, which was contained in the Body Shattering Bone Shattering Fist.
The power of thunder also comes naturally.
"Lin Mingsheng!"
The elder referee took a deep look at Lin Ming and announced that being able to defeat Ouyang Zifeng proved that Lin Ming has a great possibility of reaching the top ten!
For a sixteen-year-old boy from thirty-six countries, this is a shocking achievement.
Lin Ming turned around and stepped down.
Although Lin Ming and Ouyang Zifeng struggled for a short period of time, in the end Lin Ming won with an overwhelming advantage.
"Ouyang Zifeng also lost! Is it true that a country warrior from thirty-six countries will be allowed to compete in the top ten this time?"
"This guy, it is said that he beat Ouyang Zifeng's younger brother Ouyang Ziyun when he was in Nanhua Building. He beat him so hard that he couldn't participate in the competition. Now he beats Ouyang Zifeng again. He really bullies people to the doorstep."
Seeing that Lin Ming's hope of entering the top ten was growing, many disciples of the Seven Mysteries Valley were unconvinced. Most of them were born in the Seven Mysteries Valley, and they had an innate sense of superiority and looked down on the warriors of the Thirty-Six Kingdoms and the Xiuwu Family.
But now, they have been eliminated, and a boy from thirty-six countries is about to compete for the top ten. This is like a prince born in the capital being slapped in the face by an upstart from the countryside.
You must know that being in the top ten of the general sect's martial arts competition not only means huge honors and rewards, but also means that you will receive the attention of the sect and strong resource support in the future. This is what many disciples dream of.
If you can become a core disciple, not only will your cultivation level improve by leaps and bounds, but the beautiful female disciples from the Qixuan Valley will also come and be picked by you. Perhaps it is because of the true energy tempering, and the appearance of a female warrior with good talent will probably not be bad.
, the female disciples of the Qixuan Valley Fantasy Sect and the Qin Sect are many beauties who are astonishing to the heavens, and they have a more mundane temperament than those rouge and vulgar fans in the secular world.
The seven direct disciples and the core disciples of the Great Branch Sect had nothing to say about being ranked in the top ten, but now, a country warrior from the Thirty-Six Kingdoms wants to be ranked in the top ten.
The top ten disciples were almost destined to be recruited into the main sect and promoted to core disciples. How could they swallow the thought that Lin Ming would share their resources and enjoy their women in the future?
The so-called envy, jealousy and hatred are the most appropriate portrayal of their hearts at this time.
"Just wait, he won't be able to dance for long. Ouyang Ming, a direct disciple of the Hehuan Sect, has a good relationship with Ouyang Zifeng. He will definitely speak out for Ouyang Zifeng. If Lin Ming is seriously injured, I don't see how he can fight for the front.
ten."
These direct disciples who were eliminated could only curse in their hearts, hoping that Lin Ming would be seriously injured and unable to fight again.
After Lin Ming, the referee announced the next match - Jiang Lanjian vs. Sun Lin.
At this time, the competition scene was in a state of excitement. In sharp contrast to Lin Ming's tepid performance when he left the station just now, Jiang Lanjian's reputation in Qixuan Valley was by no means inferior to that of the seven direct disciples. Many people even thought that it was better than
Some weaker direct disciples, such as Huo Yanluo from the Weapon Refining Sect and Fang Qi from the Formation Sect are stronger.
After all, the Weapon Refining Sect and the Formation Sect have to invest a lot of energy in their auxiliary skills. The skills of this sect are not very powerful. Instead, they focus on refining weapons and formations. They are not as good as Jiang Lanjian, who focuses on practicing swords and pursuing the best.
Strong attack.
Jiang Lanjian came on the stage. He was wearing the same Tsing Yi, holding a three-foot-six-inch sword in his arms. He stood in the middle of the arena, as if he was a sword himself. When he didn't draw it out, it would be cold and sharp.
people!
Jiang Lanjian's opponent, Sun Lin, came from the Weapon Refining Sect and was the second disciple of the younger generation of the Weapon Refining Sect, second only to Huo Yanluo, the direct disciple of the sect leader.
Sun Lin participated in the last Zongzong Martial Arts Competition and got 22nd place on the overall list.
Now, his cultivation has gone further, and he has entered the finals with a complete victory. There is no doubt that he will enter the top twenty in the overall rankings in this competition, and there is some hope of even reaching the top ten.
"Jiang Lanjian, a disciple of the Sword Sect, please give me some advice." No matter who his opponent is, Jiang Lanjian will perform a sword salute before fighting.
"Senior Brother Jiang, please, I have made great progress in the past three years, and I am not that easy to deal with." Sun Lin said with a smile. Being able to keep smiling in front of Jiang Lanjian is a great confidence in itself.
Sun Lin said, and drew out the big sword in the Sumeru ring. It was a fiery red sword. The light sword was four feet long. As soon as the sword was unsheathed, it ignited with scorching flames, and a tidal heat wave hit his face.
Come, some spectators who were close could not help but retreat.
"The heat wave alone is so powerful. This Sun Lin is by no means an ordinary person. I'm afraid he is no worse than the Lin Ming just now."
"This general sect martial arts competition is really full of geniuses. Not only did the Thirty-six Kingdoms and Sixteen Xiuwu families produce two geniuses, but the genius strength of our Qixuan Valley general sect also exceeded before." (To be continued)!
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