Chapter Forty-Eight: The Beginning of Anger
"Ling Yixue vs. Ling Feng!"
After a few more rounds, a heavyweight matchup began. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
Ling Yixue, who ranked second in the Elite Hall, played against Ling Feng, who ranked third.
This battle naturally attracted everyone's attention again, including Ling Yihang and Ling Xiao, the two people who are currently on a winning streak.
"Ling Yixue!
"Ling Feng!
In terms of the number of fans, Ling Yixue and Ling Feng are on par.
One is a beautiful woman with outstanding talents.
One is a genius disciple of his own clan.
Each has its own fans.
So when they came on the field, there were almost crazy shouts and cheers from the audience.
"Ling Yixue, you have rejected my courtesies many times, that is an insult to me!
For Ling Feng, Ling Yixue is the most ideal partner in his mind.
As for Ling Yu, it was just a substitute.
It's a pity that Luohua is deliberately ruthless, and Ling Yixue doesn't take him seriously at all.
In today's showdown, he naturally wants to take revenge.
"Emotional matters, you can't force it, not to mention that I only want to cultivate now!"
Ling Yixue said lightly.
Her face was full of waves, and she didn't seem to take Ling Feng's provocation seriously at all.
Choke!
Ling Feng's long sword is unsheathed!
"Willow Sword in the Wind" draws an irregular sword mark, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, which is impossible to capture.
The most terrifying thing about this sword technique is its treacherousness.
Just when you thought it was fast, it suddenly slowed down.
Just when you thought it was slow, it suddenly became faster.
Ling Yixue didn't dare to slack off, her palms came out together, and the cold ice qi gushed out, as if the air was frozen.
Everyone in the audience didn't even dare to breathe.
After all, it's a showdown between the second and third.
When!
In the blink of an eye.
The palms wrapped in ice met the treacherous sword.
However, with just a slight touch, the long sword suddenly changed direction and stabbed towards Ling Yixue's waist.
Battles are not all hard-hitting.
Ling Feng's "Willow Sword with the Wind" may not be as powerful as "Cold Ice Palm", but it is far more treacherous than Cold Ice Palm.
However, Ling Yixue is not an easy person.
The sword struck, and she fell backwards, easily dodging the blow.
"Alas, Ling Yixue doesn't have the support of her family in the end, she only relies on her own efforts, if she doesn't turn her anger into gang, I'm afraid she will lose!"
After a dozen moves, Ling Xiao shook his head slightly.
He actually hoped that Ling Yixue would win, but looking at it like this, Ling Feng's sword moves were really not to be underestimated, and the long sword in his hand was also a mortal treasure.
But Ling Yixue was bare-handed, which in itself was a loss.
On the field, you come and go, and you have already exchanged hundreds of tricks!
However, neither side was injured.
Ling Feng's sword never touched the corner of Ling Yixue's clothes.
And Ling Yixue couldn't hurt Ling Feng either.
In terms of martial arts alone, maybe the two are on par.
The battle soon reached a stalemate, and there was already someone in the referee's box watching the time.
But it's a bit difficult for the referee to decide who wins and loses this game.
Because the two are obviously equal, neither of them can hurt anyone.
It looks like it's going to be a draw.
"Guys, it looks like this contest is going to end in a draw. ”
The referee looked at the surrounding people and discussed.
"That's not necessarily, Feng'er hasn't used his hole cards yet!"
It was not the referee who spoke, but Ling Shisan, who stood near the referee's seat at some point.
That is, Ling Feng's father.
"And the hole cards?"
Several referees were shocked, they didn't think that Ling 13 was alarmist.
There must be a reason for that.
"Look, the situation on the field has changed!"
At this time, someone suddenly shouted, causing everyone to hurriedly raise their eyes to look.
On the competition platform, the battle situation has really changed a lot.
About two hundred moves or so, Ling Feng dodged Ling Yixue's palm attack, and then suddenly retreated, sweeping away with a sword in his hand.
It seems to be an ordinary sword, but it shoots out a strange sword aura!
Sou!
"Ding!"
"Hmm!"
Although Ling Yixue blocked this sword qi, she was still pierced through the defense, and a small hole was shot through one of her arms.
With a muffled snort, he flew out of the tournament platform.
"Gangqi!"
Ling Yixue raised her eyes to look at Ling Feng, her eyes revealing a hint of surprise.
However, it was only a hint of surprise.
"That's it, let him win, my anger can't be revealed at this time!"
She also has Gang Qi, and more than Ling Feng, but she has her own ideas, and Gang Qi is going to be used in the finals, and she doesn't need it yet.
No wonder Ling Shisan was so confident, his son actually condensed his qi!"
On the referee's bench, everyone was surprised.
Although there are many martial artists at the peak of the triple peak of the martial vein, there are really few who can truly comprehend and turn qi into gang.
Unexpectedly, two people in this elite hall comprehended the gangqi.
"Ling Thirteen, Ling Thirteen, your son has hidden deep enough, he has only used his qi until now, his talent is really amazing, it seems that the top ten of this year's big competition will have a place for him. ”
The referee sighed.
Ling Shisan just smiled faintly and said, "The elder is too prereputable, and the dog is just rude." ”
Although he said this, Ling Shisan's face was irrepressible with excitement.
His son Ling Feng was only fifteen years old, and he could enter the top ten of the Genius Hall at this age, which was already very powerful.
"Ling Feng wins!"
The referee announced the result of the match.
"Strange, how do you feel that Ling Yixue doesn't seem to be using all her strength?"
Ling Xiao touched his chin suspiciously, although the results had come out, he always had a feeling.
Ling Yixue is still stronger than Ling Feng, but she is just hiding something.
"Ling Feng!
defeated Ling Yixue, which made Ling Feng's popularity unparalleled for a while, and even had the momentum to surpass Ling Yihang.
After all, watching the excitement, I don't know how terrible Ling Yihang is.
"Yixue, why bother, do you want to use your qi against me?"
Ling Yihang appeared beside Ling Yixue at some point and asked lightly.
"Why, I just want to rely on it a little bit more in the finals. ”
Now that it was seen, Ling Yixue did not hide it.
"Don't worry, I'll clean up Ling Feng!"
Ling Yihang just said lightly, and then closed his eyes again, it seemed that there was no competition on the field that could arouse his interest.
Ling Feng looked at Ling Yihang, suddenly bored, and then looked at Ling Xiao again, with disdain and resentment between his eyebrows.
You're next, Ling Xiao!
"Brother Feng, you are amazing!"
Without waiting for Ling Feng to step down, Ling Yu actually rushed to the stage and threw himself into Ling Feng's arms, and then looked at Ling Xiao with a provocative gaze.
That seems to say, what if you defeat me, my brother Feng will avenge me.
Ling Xiao just smiled faintly.
It's really stupid enough to think that if you condense a trace of gangqi, you can suppress me?
You are only qualified to force me to use "Bull Demon Skill: Wild Bull Demon".
But your "Willow Sword in the Wind" is good, so I'll play with you later.
The game continued, and after Ling Yixue lost, there were only three people who maintained the winning streak, namely Ling Yihang, Ling Feng and Ling Xiao.
In everyone's eyes, Ling Xiao is just a foil.
Ling Yihang and Ling Feng are the peerless pride of the Elite Hall, and the competition between the two of them will inevitably become the finale.