A young man stepped onto the ring with piercing eyes. He didn't have a sword, but he had the strongest fists.
"Mo Yunzong and Wang Jian are here to kill you!" Wang Jian said with a smile.
Immediately, a warrior cyclone appeared on his body, making the whole audience startled, and the faces of the Lingwu Academy disciples turned dark.
Even Mo Shan looked ugly. Something seemed amiss this year. The first person Mo Yunzong attacked was a ninth-level martial arts disciple, which was beyond their expectations.
And now even the warriors have taken action directly.
"kill!"
With a loud shout, Wang Jian rushed over, with a cyclone wrapped around his fists, spinning rapidly, like a sword disk, and rushed out at once, causing everyone around him to lose his voice.
"Destroy you!"
Ao Qing's face was solemn, and he shot out his war spear directly, with a "swish" sound, and stabbed Wang Jian.
"Dangdang..."
In an instant, there was a series of surging sounds, the fierce collision between the war spear and the sword plate, sparks splashed out, and the ring was filled with rumbling sounds.
On the ring, Wang Jian and Ao Qing were constantly charging and fighting, figures were flying, both of them used their strongest killing moves, and their yellow-level martial arts exploded with extremely powerful power.
"Stab" "Kill!"
They shouted softly, and their fighting fists and spears collided again. They each took a big step back, and their faces became heavy.
Obviously, the two are evenly matched and it's hard to tell who is superior.
But anyone with a discerning eye can see that Wang Jian is stronger because he didn't use weapons at all, otherwise he would be afraid that Ao Qing would be in danger.
"choke"
Suddenly, there was a soft sound on Wang Jian's waist, and a soft sword was suddenly unsheathed. It turned out that this was his weapon.
"You will lose today!"
Wang Jian took a step forward, his body flashed, and he quickly attacked Ao Qing.
"It's you who are going to be defeated!" Ao Qing shouted.
"call out"
A soft sword thrust out, and Ao Qing's war spear thrust out, blocking the soft sword. However, the soft sword trembled violently, the tip of the sword bent, and entangled the war spear.
"Get rid of it!"
Wang Jian shouted and used both hands to pull the war spear violently. This also made Ao Qing startled and wanted to pull it back.
Unfortunately, it's too late.
Wang Jian suddenly jumped up, punched Ao Qing on the left shoulder from top to bottom, causing the latter's face to change horribly, he stumbled backwards, and the war spear flew out of his hand.
"choke"
A soft sword was placed across Ao Qing's neck.
Ao Qing was defeated!
This made the disciples of Lingwu Academy dumbfounded. They originally thought that Ao Qing could win several games in a row, but they were disappointed.
"Defeated. Is Mo Yunzong so strong this year?"
Li Jun's expression also turned ugly. He stared at the Mo Yunzong disciples and frowned.
"Who else?!"
There were several wounds on Wang Jian's body that were bleeding, but his eyes were extremely bright, glaring coldly at the group of people around him.
That kind of arrogance is no less than Wanshan.
"I, Ao Yue, are here to fight with you."
Ao Yue jumped onto the ring. He was also a first-level warrior, and his strength was only about the same as Ao Qing's.
In his opinion, Ao Qing's defeat was due to a lot of luck and he did not have a good understanding of the soft sword.
"choke"
The two of them fought together instantly. Everyone in Lingwu Academy was looking forward to it with great anticipation, especially the Ao family members, who vigorously waved their fists to cheer Ao Yue up.
However, Ao Yue was also defeated. His arm was entangled with the soft sword. Not only was he stabbed, but he was also punched in the face and fell directly off the ring.
That image was even more embarrassing than Ao Qing's before.
The scene suddenly became silent, and it was another two-game losing streak. The martial arts realm was like this, and now it is like this again, which made people's faces turn gray.
"superior!"
Not long after, another warrior jumped onto the ring and fought with Wang Jian.
And the nightmare of many disciples of Lingwu Academy began. Wang Jian fought five people in a row, and the soft sword was dripping with blood. Although he was also injured, his domineering attitude and contempt made every lung in Lingwu Academy explode with anger.
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The whole place was in an uproar, and the disciples of Mo Yunzong cheered loudly, but their expressions were gloomy, which was simply unimaginable.
There are not many disciples in the warrior realm in Lingwu Academy. Apart from the five masters, there are about a dozen of them, but now half of them have been defeated.
Finally, a warrior from the You family took action and put an end to Wang Jian.
However, everyone is not optimistic, because half of the geniuses in Lingwu Academy have already taken action, but the Moyun Sect has only produced two disciples.
"Brother You Sishui, you can definitely continue your success."
Tourists cheer.
However, the Lingwu Academy disciple's smile was a little forced. Ao Qing was like this just now, but what's the result?
Then, their nightmare came true.
Mo Yun Zong Long Ju came, with a calm look on his face, but the cyclone flew up, shocking the whole place, because he was a second-level warrior.
"boom"
With just one move, You Bo Shui rolled down like a ball, completely unstoppable.
Failed again!
At this moment, Youjia also lost his temper, and everyone was dumbfounded. What's wrong with Mo Yunzong this year?
It was a strong suppression from the beginning. Only three people came out and they were about to kill everyone in an instant. What is disturbing is that this time Mo Yunzong has more than 20 disciples. Is it possible that everyone is in the warrior realm?
!
"kill!"
While everyone was contemplating, a warrior jumped up and fought with Long Ju.
Then, that Long Ju was really too strong. With a punch and a flying slash from the cyclone, a first-level warrior was knocked down. The gap was too big.
There is no doubt that this was another disastrous defeat. Seven people from the Lingwu Academy were defeated in succession. It can be said that Wang Jian and Long Ju swept away the outer martial artist realm disciples.
Of course, this is the result of Li Jun, Mo Lan and others not taking action.
However, the four masters of Mo Yun Sect did not take action. The contrast was too stark, which made all of them feel extremely frustrated.
At this time, the five masters of Lingwu Academy couldn't bear it anymore, and they had to take action.
"Lingwu Academy Moran!"
Moran rushed onto the ring, cracked the purple whip, cupped his fists slightly, and then whipped towards Long Ju.
A cyclone formed a whirling slash!
Yellow-level martial arts—Zhenqi Slash!
"Shua"
However, Long Ju made a mistake in his steps and dodged away. He struck out with both fists, like a tiger descending a mountain, unstoppable.
"Bang"
He had a head-on collision with the purple whip, and in an instant he burst into flames, grabbed the purple whip, and dragged Moran to stagger.
"kill!"
He shouted softly, and a bright iron sword was unsheathed and stabbed straight at Moran, forcing the latter to retreat quickly.
However, Moran was too slow.
She has not experienced life and death. She is just like a flower in a greenhouse and lacks combat experience.
"puff"
An iron sword stabbed Molan's left shoulder at a faster speed. With a vicious slash, Molan's expression suddenly changed and he fell back.
"defeat!"
Long Ju jumped down and punched Moran in the abdomen, sending the latter flying violently.
Moran is defeated!
At this moment, everyone in Lingwu Academy held their breath and gasped. Even the five little masters were no match for Longju.
"Moran"
Mo Shan's face tightened and he ran over quickly. Looking at Mo Lan's pale little face, he was also filled with anger.
But this is a communication battle, and no one will hold back. Moran's defeat was just because of his lack of strength, so he can't blame others.
That punch broke everyone's hearts, and all the previous vigor was gone. Mo Yunzong just walked out with four people and was about to completely defeat them.
Many people are angry and bitter. They don't want to lose like this, but there is nothing they can do now.
Moreover, they all could see that Long Ju was not the strongest disciple of Mo Yun Sect, but even so, only the four young masters Li Jun, Ao Long, You Hao and Qian Yun could rival him.
In such a situation, Lingwu Academy is bound to lose, and it was almost destroyed by Mo Yunzong, which is even more embarrassing than in previous years.
"Who goes first?"
At this moment, Li Jun was extremely cautious and looked at the three people behind him.
"I'll go first."
Qian Yun walked out, her colorful robes flying slowly. She walked slowly towards the ring, jumped on with a sudden leap.
"Qian Yun of Lingwu Academy!"
Qian Yun clasped her fists, her eyes sparkling, and then in the lowered eyes of everyone, three cyclones rushed out of her body.
Third level warrior!
This made the eyes of the Lingwu Academy disciples light up, and the depressing scene became noisy.
"Senior Sister Qian Yun has become a third-level warrior, and she is definitely not something Longju can resist."
"Senior Sister Qian Yun is invincible!"
A series of frustrated voices echoed in the martial arts arena.
"war!"
Long Ju shouted loudly, an iron sword passed through a ray of cold light, and he killed Qian Yun.
"when"
Qian Yun slashed horizontally with his sword and blocked the iron sword. She dodged her body, rushed past, and tore the latter's clothes with one sword strike.
"Dangdang..."
Long Ju turned around and charged out, holding an iron sword and constantly clashing with Qian Yun. Even the fighting platform was cut apart by the collision of airflow, and rocks as big as fists flew out.
"call out"
Suddenly, a ray of light struck in front of Long Ju, and with a "dang" sound, the latter's iron sword was deflected, and then Qian Yun pressed his sword against the latter's throat.
Longju is defeated!
This was a great victory, which made Mo Shan look much better, and many people in Lingwu Academy jumped up in surprise.
However, the Mo Yun Sect disciple's face was calm, with only occasional fluctuations. Do you think it's over after defeating Long Ju?
The war has just begun.
"This year's Lingwu Academy is really disappointing!"
Long Jue, a young man in purple from Moyun Sect, said with a smile: "In that case, let's end it quickly. It's really boring."
He walked out quickly, like a purple tassel, jumped onto the ring, grinned and clenched his fists.
The martial arts arena suddenly became quiet. Everyone was staring at Long Jue. His tone was too loud and he did not take the young genius from Lingwu Academy into his eyes at all.
Is there anything more contemptuous than this?!
For a moment, even Mo Shan, Li Jun and others were so angry that they wanted to slap Long Jue to death.
However, if you ask yourself, the disciples of Mo Yun Sect this year are indeed too powerful. Only a few people came out, which made them despair. Even the inner disciples believed that this communication battle would become a nightmare for many people.