438.Chapter 438: The Battle of the Places

Lin Xuan was slightly surprised, his soul power was so strong, he was worthy of being a core disciple.

At this time, Tie Shou stood up and said in a deep voice: "This is the Blue Dragon Club, there are only five places to challenge, eleven participants, and the top five people are qualified for the places." ”

"Moreover, there will be an additional reward for the first place, which may be related to the ranking in the Blue Dragon Club. ”

"It can affect the number of places in the Blue Dragon Society's ranking!" everyone exclaimed, and those core disciples were also surprised.

Their eyes lit up and they trembled with excitement.

Either way, they're going to put it together.

And Ouyang Kun at the front showed a smile, in his opinion, the first place must be his, and this special reward will also be his!

"Okay, don't say much, Lin Xuan, come up. ”

Hearing this, Lin Xuan's body shook and he came to the square in an instant.

"Hey, what a handsome style!" the high-ranking elder of the Great Banner Gate nodded slightly.

For a moment, all eyes fell on Lin Xuan.

The top ten core disciples stared at Lin Xuan with different expressions.

The top few disciples had playful smiles on their faces, they didn't take Lin Xuan seriously.

The core disciples at the bottom of the ranking were a little worried, originally they didn't take Lin Xuan in their eyes, but at that time, after they saw Lin Xuan's body just now, they were vigilant in their hearts.

The speed made them feel like their hearts were pounding.

"Alright, it's game on!"

In the center of the square, eleven young warriors competed for five places, and each of them had to fight ten battles to win the top five.

The referee is a white-bearded old man, who is cultivated in the late stage of the Flower Spirit Realm. This kind of cultivation is completely above everyone else, and can control the game very well.

The first game was Lin Xuan's match, and his opponent was Han Jun, who was ranked eighth among his core disciples.

Han Jun's cultivation was at the peak of the Soul Fusion Realm, but that aura was much stronger than the previous Qiu Sihai and Duan Wulu.

"I heard that you defeated Qiu Sihai and Duan Wuru?" Han Jun sneered, "I advise you to take the initiative to admit defeat, I am not comparable to those two!"

"Whether it can be compared or not, you will know after the battle. Lin Xuan said in a deep voice.

"Good boy, really arrogant, look at the box!" Han Jun snorted coldly, and his body floated out.

"Wolf Warrior Divine Fist!"

The fist was swung out, like a demon wolf roaring, with a ruthless aura.

Fist wind hunting, shaking the Quartet.

Han Jun is indeed right, he is not comparable to Duan Wuru and others, just take this wolf warrior fist method, and say that I am afraid that Duan Wuru can be defeated within ten moves.

However, Lin Xuan's strength was far beyond his imagination.

In the furious fist shadow, Lin Xuan's body was erratic. Like catkins swaying in the wind, they all rubbed the shadow of their fists every time, but each time they were unharmed.

"What a subtle footwork. On the high platform, the elders nodded and exclaimed, "The little guy is not simple, he can remain innate and undefeated with this method!"

Sure enough, after dozens of moves, Han Jun didn't touch a trace of Lin Xuan's clothes.

"Damn!"

Han Jun's face was gloomy, facing a mid-stage Soul Fusion Realm kid, he couldn't hit, which made him feel very embarrassed.

"Wolves fight in the wild!"

The shadow of the Mantian Fist is divided into hundreds of green shadow war wolves, filling the entire ring.

Each wolf has the strength to kill the peak martial artist of the Soul Melting Spirit Realm.

The wolf shadow in the sky pounced on Lin Xuan, hideous and terrifying.

However, Lin Xuan just swung out a sword and slashed all the attacks.

"Xiao Cheng Sword Intent! The news turned out to be true!" Everyone felt the earth-shattering sword intent, and there was a lot of discussion,

"What is Xiao Cheng's sword intent, look at my green wolf swallowing the moon!"

Han Jun was all exerting spiritual power, condensing into a green wolf phantom behind him.

"Wind Emperor's sword!"

The earth-shattering sword light flashed, like a flash of thunder, and the sharp sword qi instantly pierced through the phantom of the green wolf.

Han Jun's face turned pale, trembling and taking ten steps back, looking at Lin Xuan with a shocked expression.

"What a fierce sword intent!" With the sword just now, Lin Xuan was completely able to kill him, if this was not a competition, I am afraid he would have died a long time ago.

"Winner, Lin Xuan!" the referee elder quickly reported the result.

The crowd was amazed that the result was beyond their expectations.

Even if Lin Xuan was rumored to be superb, defeating Han Jun so easily still made people feel unreal.

Among the core disciples, the last five disciples were all nervous, and even the first few were a little cautious.

Lin Xuan's strength was completely beyond their expectations, and I am afraid that only Ouyang Kun and the others could be at ease.

Sure enough, in the next game, Lin Xuan's strength once again confirmed everyone's thoughts.

The bottom five of the core disciples were not his opponents, and they won with great ease.

In addition, Ouyang Kun's performance was even more amazing, and even the second place Yan Ming was defeated in his hands in thirty moves.

"It seems that this time the first one is none other than Ouyang Kun. ”

"yes, but I don't think I'm sure about those five slots. ”

"I think Hua Fei can win a place, her soul attack is too weird!"

"That Lin Xuan is not bad, his strength is strong, Lord Iron Hand is powerful, he was able to find such a talented young man. ”

"Hey, look, Hua Fei and Lin Xuan have fought each other!"

In the ring, Hua Fei is playful and cute, with two dimples on her face, just like the little sister next door.

However, if someone really thinks of her as the little sister next door, it would be a big mistake.

"Hee-hee, let me try how your genius is!" Hua Fei picked up a harp and played it gently.

Ding dong!

The melodious sound sounded and was intoxicating, but there was a strange soul attack in the music.

Ordinary Soul Fusion Realm martial artists are caught off guard, and they will definitely be unlucky. Even if it is a Soul Transformation Realm martial artist, he has to face this kind of attack carefully.

However, Lin Xuan was not worried, he was also a master of soul power.

With a light footstep, he quickly dodged one arc attack after another, and at the same time, he used the phantom sword technique to form a phantom sword formation.

"Hey, he actually resisted Hua Fei's soul attack! This kid is too strong!"

And Hua Fei was also surprised, and a pair of beautiful eyes showed a look of shock.

"You're also a soul martial artist!" she opened her mouth slightly, and her fingers paused to play the piano song.

However, this gap was caught by Lin Xuan, and the Phantom Sword formed a strange attack, slashing towards Hua Fei.

"Humph!"

Hua Fei hummed softly, her fingers flicked, and beautiful music sounded.

The spiritual power vibrated and quickly condensed, and one by one the phantoms of the divine birds and holy beasts appeared in the ring, fluttering with the sound of the piano.

"Qin Dao and Ming! Hua Fei looks like he's going to perform a stunt!"

Lin Xuan's brows furrowed slightly, he felt a crisis in these phantoms.

The sword aura soared into the sky, and the great dragon sword intent emitted a low dragon groan, and the terrifying sword light was all over the place.

While!

Hua Fei's fingers paused, and a string broke on the harp.

This harp is a high-grade treasure in the spiritual level, and its power is huge.

Moreover, those strings were all made of the tendons of the eighth-order demon beasts, which were full of elasticity and could not be broken at all.

And now there is only one reason for the break, but that is cut off by Lin Xuan's sword intent.

"Lin Xuansheng!" said the referee elder in a loud voice.

"Humph!"

Hua Fei snorted lightly and walked out of the ring with the harp in his arms.