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Text_Chapter 42 Eight-game losing streak

There was a sudden silence in the outer martial arts field, and the expressions of the disciples of Lingwu Academy dropped.

They did not expect that Li Zhan would be defeated with just one move. This was a blow to the head and a big psychological blow to them.

"Vulnerable!"

Na Wanshan sneered and glanced at the Lingwu Academy disciples with a lewd look.

"Damn, that Wanshan is so arrogant!"

The disciples of Lingwu Academy were so angry that they clenched their fists and wanted to go up and beat Wanshan to death.

The disciples of Lingwu Academy have always been divided among themselves, but after facing off against the Mo Yun Sect, they have become unprecedentedly united and united to the outside world.

"If you are arrogant, I will beat you to pieces!"

A young man from the Li family was angry. He rushed to the ring in one step, his eyes spitting fire. He had the best relationship with Li Zhan and could not bear to be insulted by others.

"Li Ba of Lingwu Academy!"

He clenched his fists and pulled out the iron sword directly. Eight rays of true energy rushed into the sky, and with a bright light and a fierce aura, he immediately killed Wanshan.

"Unfortunately, you are not qualified yet!"

Na Wanshan sneered, and the eight zhenqi swooped onto the war sword with a low roar, and the war sword thrust out fiercely. A small gossip plate suddenly appeared on the tip of the sword, spinning rapidly.

"Bang"

Wan Shan slashed down with that sword without evading it, and at the moment of collision, the Bagua Xiaopan shattered all eight of Li Ba's zhenqi.

A "chi" sound.

The sword swung away the latter's iron sword and tore a gash in Li Ba's arm in the blink of an eye. Blood seeped out quickly, and the strong force directly flew Li Ba away.

Li Ba lost!

Everyone couldn't help being startled, and their expressions changed. That Wan Shan was not only an eighth-level martial arts disciple, but also mastered a yellow-level martial arts, making Li Ba no match for him.

"Haha, is this a disciple of Lingwu Academy?"

Wan Shan sneered and looked down upon the entire audience.

"Hateful, I'm so angry!"

All the teenagers were so angry that their noses were crooked. They had never seen such arrogance before, but they just defeated two people, and the real little masters hadn't made a move yet.

"Hmph, you're just a yellow-level warrior, I'll fight you!"

Another member of the Li family stepped onto the stage. Compared to Li Ba, he was much calmer.

"Li Liang!"

Li Liang clasped his fists coldly, and then he pulled out a sword, and his eight zhenqi slowly rushed out.

"Yellow-level martial arts—Splitting Knife Technique!"

With this sound, the sword suddenly thrust out, and on the sword, a stream of true energy suddenly exploded, sweeping towards Wanshan.

Wan Shan had to look a lot more cautious, and his sword shot out a stream of true energy to resist the power of the true energy explosion.

He slashed horizontally with his sword, and a small Bagua disk gradually enlarged, almost as big as a human head, and moved forward to meet it.

"Dangdang..."

There was a sudden sound of critical strikes, and under the Huang-level martial arts, Wan Shan also took two steps back. His left shoulder and legs were cut by the infuriating energy, forming two-inch long bloody mouths, and blood flowed.

more than.

"Senior Brother Li Liang, that's great. He drove that Wan Shan off the ring. It's just a yellow-level martial arts skill. I also have it in Lingwu Academy."

"You are so arrogant, you think everyone else is showing off just like you!"

Everyone in Lingwu Academy looked overjoyed and talked a lot. They mocked Wanshan coldly and waved their fists excitedly.

"Wanshan is a bit too much."

However, the group of disciples of Mo Yunzong seemed very calm, but there was a sneer on the corners of their mouths.

"court death!"

Wan Shan's eyes twitched, looking at the injuries on his body, he became furious instantly.

And in his angry voice, a more powerful Qi suddenly roared up, and the ninth Qi appeared!

Ninth level warrior!

This suddenly made the Lingwu Academy excited, and everyone's expressions changed drastically. They never thought that Wan Shan had been pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger, and he was a little genius in his own right.

"kill!"

He roared angrily, and all nine channels of true energy rushed up. The Bagua small plate became a little larger, and it was pushed out horizontally. The power was completely different, and even the air made a "pop-pop" sound.

"Block it for me!"

Li Liang's expression was gloomy, and his eight qi were shining one after another. As soon as he stepped down, he tried to avoid it.

However, the arena was so big, and Wan Shan's sword swept across it, and there was no way he could dodge it. This made Li Liang's expression change. He was afraid that the latter had already expected that he would dodge.

Now, we can only fight hard.

The Splitting Knife Technique was launched, and the true energy exploded, forming Zeng Wuqi, trying to resist the Bagua Xiaopan.

Unfortunately, it is still in vain!

"Bang"

As soon as this sound sounded, Li Liang stomped backwards. He missed a step and fell off the ring. The Bagua Xiaopan was so powerful that it almost dislocated his arm.

Li Liang also lost!

The disciples of Lingwu Academy fell silent, and their faces became increasingly ugly. From Li Zhan to Li Liang, they had lost three times in a row, which made them lose face. Even Mo Shan's face darkened.

"Haha, Lingwu Academy is much worse this year than in previous years!" Wan Shan twitched the corner of his mouth and said teasingly.

"I'm just a ninth-level warrior, how dare you make such a noise?!"

All the disciples of Lingwu Academy were furious. They wanted to defeat Wanshan, but they were not strong enough.

As for Li Jun, Mo Lan, Ao Long and others, although they were also very angry, the battle was not only about their personal strength, but also the strength of the entire team.

If they attack now, they can certainly defeat Wanshan, but they will also be consumed by the other disciples of Mo Yun Sect. By then, the four masters of Mo Yun Sect will no longer have any opponents.

Therefore, they can only endure it until the end.

"I'm on!"

At this time, another disciple from the Lingwu Academy walked out. This disciple was also a ninth-level martial arts disciple. He fought with Wanshan for more than ten moves, but in the end he was defeated.

"I'll do it!"

Another person walked out and faced Wanshan. The Lingwu Academy also wanted to avenge its past humiliation. They sent out ninth-level warriors to defeat the latter in this realm.

However, he still failed.

Of course, Na Wan Shan was also injured. A moderately deep gash was torn in his abdomen, and his chest was even cut by a sword. This made him even more angry, and there was a look of violence on his face.

"Who else has this much ability from Lingwu Academy?" Wan Shan yelled.

Such an appearance made many disciples of Lingwu Academy furious.

They have lost five games in a row!

"kill!"

"superior!"

"Kill him!"

Three more martial arts disciples rushed forward, and one of them also mastered a yellow-level martial arts. They fought dozens of moves with Wan Shan, but in the end they were violently knocked down by Wan Shan's Bagua Xiaopan.

"Eight consecutive defeats!"

The eyes of the Lingwu Academy disciples were all red. This was simply a shame. There were so many of them, and it was the home field, but they were killed to such an extent. This had never happened before.

"Is Wanshan already invincible in the warrior realm?!"

Their eyes were dim, indicating that they were being bullied to the doorstep.

The most important thing is that among the martial arts, none of them can defeat Wan Shan. It can be said that the Lingwu Academy has been completely embarrassed.

"Brother Mo Shan, you are a bit weak this year!"

The elder of Moyun Sect smiled.

"Haha, most of the disciples of my Lingwu Academy this year have broken through to the warrior realm, that's why they lost to your Mo Yun Sect." Mo Shan said with a serious look on his face.

"Then let's wait and see." Elder Mo Yunzong said.

"Ao Qing, go up and defeat him!" Mo Shan said with an ugly expression.

"yes!"

Ao Qing nodded. He was a warrior. He was originally going to stay behind to pave the way for the five masters of Lingwu Academy, but who would have thought that he would be forced to do this?!

So, he got on.

"Senior Brother Ao Qing, come on."

"Senior Brother Ao Qing, we must defeat Na Wanshan to gain a reputation for us."

People yelled with all their strength. They were almost dying of suffocation. This was intolerable to them.

"Ao Qing, a warrior?!"

All those Wan Shan had solemn expressions on their faces. A warrior was not that easy to deal with, so he had to treat him with caution.

"kick"

Ao Qing jumped onto the ring, his eyes were very cold, and he took out a war spear in his hand, which was green and reflected his name.

"Let's take action."

He shouted coldly and glanced at Wan Shan with contempt. Unlike the ninth-level warrior, he had strong self-confidence.

"kill!"

Surprisingly, Wan Shan did not refute, and immediately took action, with his sword and Bagua Xiaopan fiercely smashing towards Ao Qing.

However, Ao Qing just calmly slapped a palm, and a cyclone flew out, like a blooming lotus, cutting through the air, and suddenly hit the Bagua small plate.

"Bang"

This time, Wan Shan groaned, took three big steps back, and his face turned pale.

The Bagua Xiaopan cracked instantly, and even the sword trembled violently. This is the gap between a warrior and a warrior. A warrior cyclone can defeat him.

"Fight you!"

Na Wan Shan roared angrily, and struck out with sword after sword. Bagua small plates were flying all over the sky, and they all pressed towards Ao Qing.

"Unfortunately, you are not qualified yet!"

Ao Qing sneered, and shot out one after another with one hand, forming cyclones, completely shattering the Bagua small plate, and sending thousands of mountains flying away.

"puff"

Wan Shan vomited a mouthful of blood, his expression was gloomy, his body tilted and he fell to the ring. He was defeated and lost to the warrior.

"If you see me next time, take a detour!"

A sarcastic look appeared at the corner of Ao Qing's mouth, and he kicked out fiercely, sending Wan Shan flying off the ring.

"Hey, Brother Ao Qing is great!"

"Then Wanshan was defeated and was arrogant for a while. Can you be arrogant until the end?!"

The disciples of Lingwu Academy all yelled, they were excited, Ao Qing was too strong, even Wanshan could only resist in vain.

This is Lingwu Academy’s counterattack!

"This is just the beginning. Brother Ao Qing will fight all the way, forcing all the four masters of Mo Yunzong to fight."

All the young men in the Ao family clenched their fists vigorously.

Before, Wanshan dominated, now it's their turn.


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