"Sister Ling, does Senior Brother Wu's sword have acceleration characteristics?"

Noticing Wu Chai's instantaneous soaring speed, Mu Yu couldn't help asking.

"Hmm!" Meng Ling nodded, "Senior Brother Wu has exchanged a large number of wind spirit stones to strengthen the sword in order to give the sword an acceleration characteristic, but unfortunately, it is not a spirit weapon, and the characteristics cannot be maximized, and the maximum speed will be increased by several times." ”

Looking at the sword that stabbed in front of him, Xuanlin half-squinted, and with a step, he instantly appeared on Wu Chai's left side, and punched out.

This punch looked unremarkable, but it gave Wu Chai a sense of danger.

Return sword block.

Just when everyone thought that the fist would collide with the sword, Xuan Lin avoided it unexpectedly.

Everyone couldn't help but speculate that maybe Xuan Lin was different from the other Heavenly God Temple disciples, he walked with speed, so the hardness of his body was far inferior to that of other fellow sects, and unlike other fellow sects who liked to fight hard.

Wu Chai also guessed like this, so he decided to play fast with a fast fight.

The spiritual power was working at full strength, and with the blessing of the sword's characteristics, the speed soared to the extreme.

Bring up a string of afterimages and attack Xuanlin in all directions.

Without any moves, Wu Chai's attack method is an ordinary swing of the sword, but with the blessing of extreme speed, as long as he hits, he can make the opponent lose his combat effectiveness.

Under Wu Chai's extremely fast attack, Xuan Lin was still at ease, and he was always able to avoid Wu Chai in time when he attacked him.

The two started a speed duel in the ring.

Wu Chai attacked quickly, looking for a flaw, and Xuan Lin skillfully dodged, waiting for the plane to counterattack.

The battle between the two brings everyone an alternative perception.

Moves don't have to be powerful, even if they are ordinary moves, as long as they are very special in a certain aspect, they are also not to be underestimated.

"Senior Brother Wu is going to win!" Looking at the two of them who were at a stalemate, Mengling said affirmatively.

"Why?"

Meng Ling smiled slightly: "Although it looks like the two of them are evenly divided now, don't forget, Xuanlin is a disciple of the Heavenly God Temple, but his current fighting style is different from the Heavenly God Temple, most of the secret methods of the Heavenly God Temple require physical strength, he definitely can't use it, and Senior Brother Wu hasn't used the range attack yet." ”

"Not necessarily. Mu Yu frowned and pondered.

"Huh?" the girls looked at Mu Yu suspiciously.

Mu Yu didn't analyze, he just felt that Xuanlin was not that simple.

Thinking about how it could be normal for the thin Xuanlin to stand out and participate in the three-day martial arts exercise in the Heavenly God Temple.

"Sister Ling, do you want us to make a bet?" Mu Yu looked at Meng Ling with bad intentions.

"Bet on what?" Mengling was very confident in her judgment and didn't think she would lose.

"If I win, Sister Ling will go to the hot spring with me tonight, and if I lose, I will agree to Sister Ling's request. Mu Yu's proposal was weak.

Hearing the hot springs, Mengling and Yue Mianmian, who understood what was going on, were both slightly red, but the three little girls didn't know why, the little cousin of Long Wu also said that she was going too, so Mu Yu finally stopped it.

Meng Ling glanced at Mu Yu: "Okay, I'm still afraid of losing to you as a child!"

Seeing that Sister Mengling agreed, Mu Yu couldn't help praying: Brother Xuanlin, don't be cowardly.

In the ring, noticing that Xuanlin was not inferior to his own speed, Wu Chai knew that he couldn't be entangled any longer, otherwise his spiritual power would be exhausted before the other party.

After all, he is the attacker, and the opponent is waiting for the defense, although he doesn't know the opponent's spiritual power reserves, but no matter how you look at it, he suffers a loss.

Wu Chai gave up the strong attack and retreated more than ten meters.

"Senior Brother Xuanlin, I really didn't expect you to be able to keep up with my speed, I don't know if your physical defense is so powerful?"

"Hehe, Senior Brother Wu, I'll know when you can hit me!" Xuan Lin was not stupid enough to be provoked, so he went to resist the opponent's attack.

Finding that his words did not have an effect, Wu Chai stopped talking.

Spiritual power is infused into the sword body, and it is a sword qi raid against Xuanlin.

As expected, Xuan Lin easily dodged the sword qi.

Without the sword qi being easily dodged, Wu Chai still swung the sword qi one by one, and even a lot of sword qi was a blank position for attacking, which made the audience confused.

Xuan Lin saw that the sword qi hit him a few meters away, and he also had a question mark on his face?

Wu Chai, who felt that the arrangement was almost the same, pointed the tip of the sword at Xuanlin.

"Senior Brother Xuanlin, be careful. ”

"Secret Technique - Wind Blade Flurry"

The aura is transmitted to the sword, forming a small spiral of aura.

It seemed to have been pulled, and the place where Wu Chai had swung his sword qi just now also formed a cyclone one by one.

Looking at the cyclone that spread all over him in a radius of 10 meters, Xuan Lin frowned, realizing that he had been tricked.

The sword qi that Wu Chai swung just now was not a random squander, but used his special technique to converge the aura together, and with his swing and slash scattered in the expected location, and then under the traction of the sword, a storm realm was formed in a certain range in an instant, and the targets in the domain would be attacked indiscriminately by the wind blade.

Although it didn't last long, Wu Chai felt that it was enough.

The cyclone continued to spin, rapidly combining with other cyclones it came into contact with, forming a larger vortex, and a storm field surrounded Xuanlin in this way.

Xuan Lin in the domain was able to dodge the flying wind blades at first, but as there were more and more wind blades, there was less and less room to dodge, and Xuan Lin's clothes were also cut in many places.

Xuanlin, who felt that he had no way to dodge, roared, stepped on the ground with his feet fiercely, and the whole person rose into the sky.

"Cracked Void"

Xuanlin, who was in mid-air, punched forward with a fierce punch, and in an instant, "crackling", the sound of cracking resounded in the ring.

The air shattered and emptied under Xuanlin's powerful punch, and a vacuum formed around Xuanlin.

The wind blade attacked Xuanlin's side and then dissipated.

Wu Chai gritted his teeth, obviously unable to imagine that Xuanlin's strength was so strong.

"The sword is one, and the wind kills instantly"

Even with a sword, Wu Chai stabbed towards Xuanlin.

With the blessing of the Storm Domain, Wu Chai's speed was extremely fast, and Xuan Lin was stabbed in the chest before he could react.

"Wow"

"Groove"

The audience watched the scene in the ring, and the whole person was not good.

Although Wu Chai stabbed Xuanlin, he couldn't stab it.

Yes, no one thought that Xuanlin was fast and powerful, and the defense was so terrifying.

With the blessing of the wind, Wu Chai surpassed the speed of sound with a stab, and there was no way to break through Xuanlin's defense.

Seeing Wu Chai who was stunned, Xuan Lin endured the riot of aura and knocked Wu Chai away with one punch.

Due to the excessive consumption of aura, Wu Chai who was forced to get up could only admit defeat helplessly.

In the ring, the thin Xuanlin feels invincible at this moment.

No one thought that this alternative disciple of the Heavenly God Temple would be so terrifying.

Fast speed, great strength, high defense, and weak points?

Everyone couldn't help but set their eyes on the Tianji Pavilion.

lost, Wu Chai couldn't imagine that he would not be able to enter the top 100, and he looked lost.

"Senior Brother Wu, don't be sad, you are also very powerful, but you are unlucky. Ru Zhu comforted her sweetheart.

Wu Chai looked at Mengling and Yuemian not far away with a resentful expression, how he wished that it was these two who comforted him, not the lump beside him.

"Senior Sister Ru, I don't like to be too fat. Wu Chai said what was in his heart.

"Senior Brother Wu, I can lose weight!"

Looking at Ru Zhu's pitiful appearance, Wu guessed that he couldn't bear it,

"Senior Sister Ru, let's talk about it when you lose weight!"

"Uh-huh, Senior Brother Wu, you wait. Ru Zhu looked firm.

The other side.

Mu Yu lay in Yue Mianmian's arms with a comfortable face, looking at Meng Ling provocatively.

"Sister Ling, don't forget the bet!"

Meng Ling's face was flushed, and she stretched out her hand and pulled Mu Yu's little face fiercely.

The next battle was less intense.

Unknowingly, 200 finalists successfully broke through.

Only 6 disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect have successfully advanced, and people can't help but sigh that sometimes, luck is really important.

In the central ring, an old man with gray hair stepped out of the crowd.

"Hello everyone, I'm Xiao Ri, the Great Elder of the Heavenly Sword Sect. The old man opened his mouth to introduce.

"Tomorrow is the final breakout competition, 100 outstanding disciples will stand out tomorrow, so, the current 200 promotion players, please go to the stage in turn to draw the hidden cards, the same number is tomorrow's opponent, success or failure is up to you, I hope you have good luck!"

There was applause all around.

The players all prayed that they would draw a weaker opponent.

"Tianjian Gate Mengling, No. 100. ”

"Oh, that's good luck, the last one!" the contestants looked envious.

"Hehe, I don't know who can be lucky and draw another 100!"

"Haha", countless laughter rang out around him.

"No. 17 of Baihua Valley Lianyuxi, Jindaomen Lin Yifeng, No. 17. ”

Lin Yifeng of the Golden Dao Gate looked desperate, he felt that he was too unlucky, he was one battle away from the top 100, and he ended up drawing an opponent who made him desperate.

The audience also sighed, feeling that a beautiful battle had been lost.

"Heavenly God Temple Xuanbin, No. 1, Heavenly Sword Gate Ruzhu, No. 1. ”

With the lottery of players, some people are happy and some are worried, the weaker ones are drawn, they are elated, the top 100 are stable, and the ones who are drawn are powerful, they can only hate themselves, after all, they are the numbers they draw.

Tomorrow will be a wonderful day, and with the announcement of the opponent, the audience will be looking forward to it.

That night, Mu Yu pestered Sister Mengling and took a hot spring together for more than an hour, if it weren't for Sister Ling's opponent tomorrow, Mu Yu said that he could still wash for a few hours.

Mu Yu successfully stayed in Huangjiadong Mansion on the grounds that it was too late, but he still had a conscience and did not disturb Sister Mengling's rest, but just hugged Sister Yuemian to sleep.

Yue Mianmian was lucky, and she drew an opponent who was not very powerful, since this was the case, Mu Yu was of course welcome.

The night that made Mu Yu happy passed like this.

In the morning, helping Sister Mianmian get dressed, the three of them met the three little girls and walked towards Wufeng together.