Chapter Ninety-Three: Artistic Conception? Who says I won't?
There were faint electric sparks flickering in the void, and Liu Gao's sword wind was suddenly crushed, splashing like water, and Ding Yang's attack did not stop at all, and went straight forward, completely knocking the void out of a tunnel-like hole, and the powerful power made people's hearts tremble.
Liu Gao's complexion changed suddenly, and he turned around sharply in a hurry, and a blue light suddenly erupted under his feet, and it moved out several feet in an instant in the void, which was able to dodge this terrifying fist, but the blue light film behind him trembled violently, making many people look sideways.
Seeing such a scene, Liu Gao's eyes suddenly became firm, and he looked at Ding Yang, as if he was facing a great enemy: "I was going to save this trick for the last moment to use it, but it's a pity...... Now you're qualified for me to use it, and if you can catch it, I'll throw in the towel! β
With a loud cry in his mouth, Liu Gao's Xiaocheng sword intent completely diffused, and the sword qi began to tremble as if he had taken a tonic, completely covering Liu Gao's body, his right hand held the hilt of the sword, and his left hand was propped up at the end of the hilt, a pair of eyes narrowed slightly, and one of the cold lights was brighter than the sword light, with a trace of determination and killing intent.
"Boom!"
The next moment, the sharp and incomparable sword erupted fiercely, with Liu Gao's slender body, the whole person was like a peerless sword about to be unsheathed, the sword qi rushed into the sky, even the protective light curtain above his head began to tremble, although his cultivation at this moment was still in the late stage of Jindan, but the power of this sword at least reached the Yuanying realm.
"Hehe, this Liu Gao is not bad, he actually has a more powerful trick, Ding Yang...... Hehe, I'm going to lose. Chen Yunnan clasped his hands around his chest, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he also said that in the seventh group, how could he not care about the game in this group.
Facing Liu Gao, who was extremely powerful, Ding Yang shook his head, "I really don't know this thing about sword intent, but the artistic conception? Who says I won't? Originally, I wanted to talk to each other more. I'm really embarrassed now. β
For Liu Gao's swordsmanship skills, Ding Yang is still a little appreciative, Liu Gao is a sword cultivator, his sword aura has an extremely sharp golden aura, this kind of power is like a sharp blade for ordinary people, but for Ding Yang, it is like a good material for honing the body, otherwise he doesn't need to waste so much time, as soon as he comes to power, he can solve the opponent, with his strength, he can easily do it.
"What, he also comprehended the artistic conception?" The three groups of referees were stunned.
"Artistic conception...... It's normal. Although this son is a physical cultivator, how can he not even comprehend the artistic conception if he is so fearless until now, but his fist posture looks quite strange, but he doesn't know what kind of fist intent it is. β
Standing next to the three groups of referees, the surprise on the faces of the twelve groups of referees quickly disappeared, and finally changed to a natural appearance, in his heart, the characters who can enter the second round are already much stronger than the usual geniuses, not to mention that Ding Yang's strength has not been all of it so far, since they are all known as one of the top ten newcomer masters. The comprehension of the artistic conception is also purely expected.
"......" The three groups of referees nodded slightly, their eyes were on Ding Yang as if they had seen a treasure, at this moment Ding Yang had become very unsimple in his eyes, this newcomer who had repeatedly surprised him three times seemed to be not a little higher than Cheng DΓΉ who he began to position. couldn't help but look back at those Tianjiao on the other competition grounds, as if Ding Yang had been attributed to them at a level.
"Boom!"
As Ding Yang's words fell, a terrifying cold meaning suddenly burst out from his body, and Ding Yang's momentum was completely different from before. A white-robed hunting flight flew invisibly, and an invisible force infused with fist intent instantly pierced Liu Gao's sword momentum without the slightest mercy, and Liu Gao's originally climbing sword momentum was under this attack that slashed nothingness. Fragile like a child, like a balloon that has leaked air, it suddenly wilts.
Even at the same time, an extremely cold feeling immediately rose in his heart, and this coldness was not pure, but it was even more powerful if it was not pure, because there seemed to be an energy that could disturb his mind and constantly jump, even the sword in his hand could not be clenched, and it was suppressed to the peak in an instant!
Liu Gao was terrified in his heart, and almost shouted in his heart that it was impossible: "Is this his real strength?" Who is this Ding Yang? This artistic conception is so powerful, what kind of ...... is it?"
The carefully prepared final trick is only Liu Gao himself knows how powerful it is, as long as this sword goes out, those who are slightly stronger than him will be hated on the spot, who would have expected that Ding Yang not only comprehended the artistic conception, but his body surpassed him in the use of the artistic conception I don't know how many levels, and even now his body is going to be frozen, and he still can't recognize what Ding Yang's artistic conception is, and he can't help but panic in his heart.
The strength of the artistic conception is measured beyond the cultivation, compared to two monks of the same level, among them, the monk who comprehends the artistic conception is at least twice as strong as the monk who does not comprehend the artistic conception, this terrifying increase is real, which is why even the Tianjiao-level monk of Chen Yunnan said that Ding Yang lost when Liu Gao used his sword intent.
There is a fist in the void that the image is as popular as it flashes! Immediately, Liu Gao didn't even have a chance to make a move, the true qi of the body protection was completely shattered, and his body immediately crashed into the inky blue light curtain, and a violent fluctuation appeared, and the result of the game was about to come out.
Another straight punch!
Liu Gao...... Fail!
Everyone watching the battle was stunned, and the audience was silent. Before this, no one thought that Ding Yang also hid his fist intent, hidden the capital that the Feather Realm monks were most proud of, and only relied on his boxing attainments to compete on the stage, and defeated many young heroes, achieving eleven consecutive victories. What made everyone even more unexpected was that as soon as Ding Yang's fist intent came out, Liu Gao finally lost directly without even having a chance to make a move, and he was defeated so simply!
If Liu Gao was just an ordinary rising star, everyone would not be so surprised, but in the first stage of the knockout round, he was one of the masters who advanced with a winning record like Ding Yang, so no matter from which point of view, Liu Gao is not an idle person, he is definitely the best among the younger generation, but such a master can't hold up a single move when Ding Yang releases his fist intent, and the strong contrast shocks many people.
The so-called: the layman looks at the lively, the insider looks at the doorway!
Most of the Jindan realm monks only knew that Ding Yang had fist intent, and they didn't know what was mysterious at that moment just now, but the powerful Jindan realm monks and Yuanying realm powerhouses saw some subtle places, such as Ding Yang's fist intent, although it was very condensed and slowly crushed in Liu Gao's feelings, but in fact, it was completely fleeting.
What realm has been reached, even these people are difficult to tell, and for example, how fast Ding Yang's boxing technique is, when he hit the last round, he finally had an intuitive feeling, that has surpassed the reaction speed of monks of the same level, and the most important thing is that the combat power displayed by Ding Yang who punched has completely reached the Yuanying realm, and his true cultivation is only in the middle of Jindan!
"It's amazing, is this the strength of the top ten rookie masters ranked second, how do I feel that he can be ranked first." A monk watching the battle couldn't help but say.
A person next to him said: "I also feel this way, no matter how Liu Gao said it, he is the ninth of the top ten newcomer masters, and he still can't resist Ding Yang's serious punch, that punch intent is too strong, do any of you feel what kind of punch intent is?" β
"It's too fast, it's just a flash, where is the opportunity to feel his fist intent, but the higher feeling is too weird, it seems to have some connection with the cold ice artistic conception, but whether his punch after that is serious or not is not certain, haven't you noticed? Ding Yang has tried his best so far? It was only Liu Gao who finally forced out his fist intent, this person is really unfathomable! β
"This Tianjiao roster competition is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger, there are young giants such as Wan Cangsheng in the front, and there are ten rookie masters in the back, all of them are hiding their strength, and they don't know what realm they have reached until the most critical moment?"
"That's enough! What's the point of a game that can be seen through at a glance? It's better to award the award directly, the ups and downs are the fun of the game! β
"Haha, it's really passionate! I'd rather see who has the last laugh and who makes it to the top 10. β
There are too many people who have noticed this battle, after all, there are only eight groups now, and there is a group because it is not merged at all, so the scene of the game is almost the same, and no one watches it at all, and the remaining seven groups are all which group of games is good-looking, and the excitement is naturally clear at a glance.
The battle between Ding Yang and Liu Gao just now can be regarded as exciting, the front is obviously not a winner, both of them are between the two of them, but in the back, the situation is changing with twists and turns, first of all, Liu Gao was forced to make a trick, and the momentum seems to be decided, who expected Ding Yang to make more moves later, and then it exposed the fact of comprehending the artistic conception, and killed Liu Gao in seconds with one punch. Such a thrilling battle made people's blood gush and their faces were congested, and they couldn't help but want to roar and cheer.
The twelve groups of referees were stunned for a moment, and after a long time, they nodded solemnly at the third group of referees and said solemnly: "The real master is much stronger than ordinary people in terms of cultivation and combat power, and this son's cultivation is already the peak of the middle stage of the Feather Realm and even consummation, it can be said that it is commendable to have both, especially since he has not exerted all his combat power until now, it is not difficult for him to enter ......the top ten."
The three groups of referees nodded, "It's easy to become a monk, it's even more difficult to become a physical cultivator, most people have the ability to become a physical cultivator, but this kind of cultivation method is too difficult, not many people have the perseverance to persevere, it's much more difficult than an ordinary monk, this Ding Yang can still be so powerful as a physical cultivator, the top ten are naturally easy." (To be continued......)