Dugu Yuyue's clothes are fluttering, her delicate eyebrows are like a crescent moon, and her graceful figure makes people's eyes shine.
She was the first one to appear, and her whole body exuded a fierce energy. Starting from the battle between Mo Ling, the top ten masters of the two major forces finally achieved extraordinary combat power.
"Mo Yunzong, Leng Can!"
Opposite Dugu Yuyue, Leng Can clasped his fists, his palms were sweaty and his face was bitter. After all, he was also a top twenty expert in the inner sect. If nothing unexpected happened, it would not be a problem for him to enter the promotion battle.
Unfortunately, an accident happened!
"Buzz"
The next moment, Dugu Yuyue took action. She was like the moon, her fists were like the wind, and her dominance was vividly demonstrated by her.
"I block!"
Leng Can concentrated all his strength in front of him, and all seven warrior cyclones rushed out, struggling to move forward to meet him.
But everything is in vain.
When that punch fell, all the seven warrior cyclones were shattered, and he was also knocked away by the punch, and Gululu rolled off the fighting platform.
Dugu Yuyue made a strong promotion!
This was a shot in the arm, causing everyone in Lingwu Academy to cheer loudly and jump for joy. Who said Mo Yunzong was capable of overpowering Lingwu Academy?
Immediately afterwards, Sun Tian appeared.
He raised his hand to straighten his white clothes, then stepped onto the fighting stage calmly, looking much more low-key than Dugu Yuyue. His opponent was Li Xuan of Lingwu Academy, the top master of the inner sect.
"defeat!"
Facing Li Xuan, Sun Tian only uttered one word. His eyes were like copper bells, and his hands suddenly closed. Suddenly, the two energies mixed with the martial crystal air flow collided with each other.
The entire battle platform trembled, and the force of the collision was so great that it was like two large fans, fanning fiercely.
Li Xuan, on the other hand, was ducking into the river. The nine warrior cyclones on his body were suppressed in the blink of an eye. His body swayed and collided with the two forces, and finally he fell down.
Li Xuan is defeated!
At this moment, everyone was dumbfounded. Sun Tian's strength shocked them. The disciples of Mo Yun Sect were cheering, but the Lingwu Academy was silent.
Can Dugu Yuyue resist such a powerful Sun Tian, or is it Ao Ri?
"So powerful!"
Ling Qing secretly vomited her sweet tongue, even if she faced such a blow, she could only lose.
"There is a huge difference between a ninth-level martial artist and a ninth-level martial artist." Yun Meng couldn't help but nod.
"The three masters of Moyun Sect..."
Ling Feng narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at Long Hao, Leng Xue and Sun Tian. His pupils also narrowed. His eyesight was naturally much higher than that of ordinary people. Because of this, he felt afraid.
"I'm afraid that a third-level martial artist is not enough." He sighed softly.
Now, more than a month has passed, and he has reached the pinnacle of a third-level martial artist. It is time to move to a higher level.
Soon after, Long Hao, Ao Ri, Leng Xue, Li Xuan, etc. all stepped onto the battlefield. Their performances were exactly the same, overwhelming their opponents with their overwhelming fighting power.
One move!
This was a gap as wide as a natural chasm. Even a little master like Li Xuan couldn't stop their attack. For a moment, the disciples of the two major forces stared wide-eyed and were unsure.
"choke"
In the first competition area, Ling Qing is still very eye-catching, the golden cyclone is like a little sun, and the earth-level martial arts sword art is also extremely powerful.
At this moment, her opponent was a disciple of the inner sect of Mo Yun Sect, a seventh-level warrior.
"Lin Dao Jue!"
Zhong Ming shouted loudly and rushed towards him. The sword in his hand bloomed with auspicious colors and he killed him all at once.
"buzz"
Waves of strong wind swept out and shot towards Ling Qing in random directions. They were all condensed from seven warrior cyclones and were extremely powerful.
"Dangdang..."
However, Ling Qing was not afraid. He raised his golden war sword and faced him extremely domineeringly. Five golden cyclones rushed up and crushed all the strong winds.
"puff"
Then, she slashed with her sword, as fast as the wind, causing Zhong Ming's face to change drastically. He retreated and narrowly escaped, still feeling terrified.
However, at that moment, a slender hand struck him hard on the chest behind the sword, sending him flying away and spitting out a mouthful of blood.
The fifth-level warrior defeated the seventh-level warrior!
This is eye-catching and shocking, because this is Ling Qing's "real" combat power!
There is no doubt that Ling Qing also caused quite a shock. Even the elders nodded secretly, their eyes shining, but soon, this shock was drowned by another even bigger sensation.
In full view of everyone, Ling Feng took the stage.
He was carrying a big black iron rod, mottled with rust, and with every step he took, a little bit of rust faded away, looking nondescript and in sharp contrast to his opponent.
However, no one dared to underestimate him. After all, Ling Feng was a guy who could beat even a seventh-level warrior without fighting back.
"Who is that? Come here and get beaten."
Ling Feng squinted his eyes and glanced at his opponent.
"Ling Feng, don't be arrogant!"
The older boy's face was ashen. He also came from the inner sect of Moyun Sect. At first, several of the top ten masters of the inner sect were defeated by Feng Lingtian. Because their injuries were too serious, they delayed their training, so he just caught up.
Come up.
His name is Leng Qianqiu, and he is now an eighth-level warrior.
"I'll fight!"
The next moment, Ling Feng took action directly, and the iron rod passed through the air with ferocious power. There was no doubt that this was the result of his display of the Silver Treasure Body, which was extremely powerful.
"kill!"
Leng Qianqiu was furious and staggered his steps instantly. He knew that Ling Feng was extremely fast, so he forced the latter to fight. Now was the best opportunity.
"when!"
When the sword in his hand met the iron rod, Leng Qianqiu's face turned red instantly, veins popped up on his arms, and a heavy pressure fell down instantly, making him unable to bear it.
"Bang"
The next moment, he flew away, just like Dong Yue. He was knocked down on the battlefield like a dog eating shit, and the eight warrior cyclones were smashed to pieces.
This scene once again shocked everyone. The power was so powerful that it could knock away eighth-level warriors. Is this a monster?
"What a terrifying power of flesh and blood, natural divine power!"
Whether it was Lengxue, Long Hao, or Dugu Yuyue and others, they all showed strange expressions. They had not felt this way before, and they thought it was because Ling Feng was too fast.
But now I realize that the power of the latter's flesh and blood is too great to resist.
"Big brother, you are so fierce!"
Zi Yun covered her mouth and was completely dumbfounded. She really couldn't connect the humanoid thug in front of her with the gentle young man from before.
"Ah, you..."
Leng Qianqiu was also so depressed that he almost vomited blood. He was just here to show off, not to embarrass himself.
He instantly became violent and wanted to kill Ling Feng.
However, there was a stick in front of him, and he only had time to put the sword in front of him. Eight warrior cyclones rushed out, waiting with gnashing teeth.
"Huh?"
But after a while, he found that the big stick had not fallen at all, and he couldn't help but become confused. He removed the sword and looked forward.
"I wipe..."
The next moment, his face changed wildly, and he saw Ling Feng holding a big iron bar and gesticulating at him, which made him tremble all over and his lips turned white. When he looked over, he happened to touch Ling Feng.
Looking at Feng, the latter showed a bright smile.
But in Leng Qianqiu's eyes, it was a bloodthirsty nightmare!
"Boom"
So, he flew away and crashed directly into the crowd. His whole body fell apart because the stick hit him right in the chest.
The place is full of dementia, so defeated?!
It was still a nondescript battle. Ling Feng's flesh and blood was so powerful that it was impossible for anyone to attack him. He could knock down even an eighth-level warrior with one stick. He was almost invincible.
"Even if you are born with divine power, if you don't have fighting power, you will still be reckless."
Lengxue hummed lightly.
"With the strength of flesh and blood, it is already good to be able to achieve this step. At least it should be difficult for anyone below the level of a martial artist to rival him."
Long Hao's expression was calm and he didn't take Ling Feng into his eyes at all.
"Is that little guy so strong?"
Dugu Yuyue pursed her lips slightly as she recognized Ling Feng.
"Humph, it's just about being in the limelight!" Aori said indifferently.
At dusk, the second round came to an end. Half of the more than a thousand disciples were eliminated. There are only 128 people left in each division, and 64 people will advance tomorrow.
The next day, Lingwu Academy was still crowded with people. Too many people had gathered around the four battle stages. Everyone was looking forward to it, hoping that their force could defeat their opponents.
There is no doubt that people like Dugu Yuyue, Ao Ri, Lengxue, Long Hao and others are still invincible. They all defeat their opponents like a crushing force.
Mo Kong, Zhong Shui, etc. also advanced strongly and did not encounter any strong opponents.
On this day, Ling Qing's opponent was a fourth-level warrior from the inner sect of Moyun Sect, but she was defeated overwhelmingly. Xiao Nizi's power was definitely comparable to the top master of the inner sect.
Not long after, Ling Feng appeared again. He put the big iron rod on his shoulders and his sharp eyes made his opponents tremble.
"duang"
There was no surprise at all. Holding a stick in his hand was a signal that he was invincible. The opponent came hard and attacked, but was knocked to the ground by his stick, leaving him no room to struggle.
In the end, he was knocked away by Ling Feng with a stick. He did some somersaults in the air and landed on his head, which made his skull crack. Then he tilted his head and passed out.
Still a stick!
Looking at that young man, people's mouths trembled. The latter created a legend with a stick!
At this moment, even Long Yue frowned when she saw Ling Feng. That stick was almost invincible. With one blow, even hard steel and wood could poke a hole.
"Elder brother is so awesome, he has become a stick legend!" Zi Yun excitedly clenched her fists and shouted at Ling Feng.
"puff!"
Ling Feng stumbled, black lines flashed all over his face, and a mouthful of blood almost spurted out.