Chapter 20 Fierce Battle, Victory or Defeat

Song Xingwu's offensive was fierce and he was in hot pursuit, while Jing Ling's body was even more subtle, constantly dodging, avoiding all the strong attacks from Song Xingwu.

"I'll let you hide!"

After chasing for a long time to no avail, Song Xingwu's mind moved, and the spiritual power that surged out from his body also skyrocketed, and his speed increased instantly, and he suddenly caught up with Jing Ling's ghostly figure.

Obviously, Song Xingwu began to use the exercises.

However, at the moment when he caught up, Jing Ling's figure stopped abruptly, her fingers curled together, and the cyan qi swirled around it, also exuding a sharp fluctuation.

Jing Ling stabbed straight out with two fingers, tearing the air, and went straight to Song Xingwu's chest without hesitation.

Jing Ling's sudden change from defense to offense also shocked Song Xingwu, but it didn't make him panic. The same two fingers were bent together, and the fiery red qi swept away, which was extremely violent.

The fingertips touched, as if gold and iron intersected, and the arc of qi visible to the naked eye formed at the fingertips of the two people.

Jing Ling's palms formed fingerprints at this time, and the cyan light shone brightly, and swept away towards Song Xingwu fiercely.

Whew!

And in the face of Jing Ling's sudden fierce offensive, Song Xingwu also sneered, and the fiery red gang was full of anger, and he did not give in.

The blue light and the fire light almost enveloped the bodies of the two at this time.

Countless people looked at the two figures in the field with bated breath, this level was already the limit of the Gang Qi Realm.

Clang!

It was another ferocious collision, and Jing Ling and Song Xingwu were both shocked to take a step back. Blood dripped from Jing Ling's fingertips, and Song Xingwu's tiger mouth cracked.

Jing Ling's eyes stayed on Song Xingwu coldly, the latter's strength was indeed very strong, and such an offensive could not achieve any results.

If you want to win, it's not enough.

"It's time to finish. ”

On the stage, Song Xingwu's palm was slowly clenched, and a strong spiritual power quickly condensed in the palm of his hand, and later, the fiery red appeared like a round of dawn.

Feeling the strength of Song Xingwu's spiritual power, many people's hearts jumped, did he plan to make a ruthless move directly?

"Scorching sun. ”

Song Xingwu quickly retreated, and then on his toes, the spiritual power poured out without reservation, and the whole person seemed to turn into a round of firelight, in the palm of his hand, a round of fiery red sun the size of a zhang was tightly grasped by him, and then with amazing fluctuations, he frantically rushed towards Jing Ling.

All the other contestants were stunned to see Song Xingwu's amazing offensive.

In the territory of Gangqi, can there really be anyone who can follow? Even Xuandan won't be too calm, right?

The winner and the loser are going to be divided like this, right?

Call.

Under the gaze of countless eyes, Jing Ling slowly closed his eyes, and his heart was as calm as water.

The released spiritual power guided the Gang Qi to rotate extremely quickly, and a vague green lotus slowly appeared, pulling her into it, and the petals gradually rotated and bloomed.

The fiery red spiritual power swept violently from mid-air, and a round of dawn smashed towards the girl in the field like a meteorite.

At this time, the cyan light lotus outside Jing Ling's body had already taken shape.

Jing Ling's move also attracted a lot of attention, at least no one knew its origin. They turned their gaze to Lin Yue again, but the latter looked calm, and even crossed Erlang's legs, thinking that it was also a practice passed down from generation to generation by the Lin family.

Boom.

The powerful spiritual power oppressed him, and Jing Ling slowly raised his head, his black eyes looking at the scorching sun, and his knees bent slightly.

Boom!

Jing Ling's body rushed up, and all the spiritual power poured out from his body.

Outside the stage, when countless people saw that Jing Ling dared to take the initiative, they all exclaimed in surprise, and their eyes didn't dare to blink and stare at the field.

The two dazzling rays of blue and red light rushed out like beams, and in the next moment, they collided fiercely in those countless gazes.

Rumble!

An astonishing sound rang out from mid-air, and the blue and red rays of light bloomed in the air like fireworks.

Crunch.

The scorching sun, which was condensed by fiery red spiritual power, slammed into the green lotus fiercely, as if there was a burning sound.

The two collided, and there was no such devastating effect as Song Xingwu expected, and the cyan light lotus shrouded on Jing Ling's body seemed to be weak, but it was able to resist his fierce blow.

This kind of result is not what he wants.

"Awesome, come again!"

Song Xingwu's arm was withdrawn, and then it blasted out fiercely, and the scorching sun continued to bombard the illusory Qinglian, and that kind of low muffled sound spread throughout the entire Great Imperial Palace.

"Buzz. ”

Qinglian was also rippling under Song Xingwu's crazy bombardment, and Jing Ling, who was protected in it, was also shaken, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Jing Ling's eyes became cold, and in his body, the spiritual power was running wildly, forming a cyan light wheel, and the green lotus also began to merge into the light wheel from the bottom layer, becoming brighter and brighter.

Finally, when all the petals merged into the light wheel, the surging blue light almost instantly overshadowed the raging fiery red sun.

The two collided violently, and Song Xingwu was horrified to find that his fiery red sun had appeared one after another at this time.

"Interesting, interesting. ”

The spiritual power in Song Xingwu's body surged violently, and the red scorching sun soared again, and the two rays of blue and red light filled the entire hall.

Boom!

The two figures fell to both sides of the stage, and both of them spurted out a mouthful of blood, looking depressed.

There was an uproar outside the court again, but I didn't expect the two to fight and lose both.

The two staggered to their feet, Jing Ling looked at Song Xingwu with cold eyes, as if he could fight again.

Song Xingwu's eyes were not unyielding, but full of interest.

"Hahaha, it's interesting and interesting, I lost this time, your name is Jing Ling, right, I will come to you again in the future!"

Song Xingwu smiled, very carefree, as if he didn't care about victory or defeat at all. He stumbled off the stage and glanced back at the green shirt before walking out of the palace.

Call.

Jing Lingchang exhaled, the most difficult level has passed, and the next step will be much easier.

Of course, Jing Ling knows that this does not mean that Song Xingwu is not comparable to her, at least she has not seen Tianyehou's famous stunts. But if she really wants to fight, she is not afraid.

Yang Jian, who was in the upper position, took the lead in applauding, and outside the field, countless people also stood up, and there was a loud applause. The previous battle deserved it.

In the cheers in the sky, Jing Ling, whose face was slightly pale, looked at Lin Yue, and when she saw the latter smiling and giving her a thumbs up, she couldn't help but grin.