"Ling Xiao won!"

"That's too fast, isn't it?"

"Ling Xiao only used one punch?"

"Yes, one punch will knock Qing Han to the ground, it seems that the two are not on the same level at all!"

"Qing Han is the early stage of the Yang Dan Realm, so Ling Xiao's cultivation?"

The onlookers of the Sword Sect disciples were shocked.

Even if some people vaguely thought that Ling Xiao would win, they didn't expect Ling Xiao to win so quickly.

One punch!

Ling Xiao used only one punch to completely crush Qing Han.

Qing Han failed miserably and was kicked out of the ring by him.

The strength shown by Ling Xiao is really unbelievable.

The second to last place in the first quarterly assessment ranking...

The second quarterly assessment didn't even have a name.

...

In the last assessment, he ranked 550th.

This is the waste wood that the rich kid shouts about.

A scrap wood has such terrifying strength.

"Huh, Ling Xiao jumped out of the ring!"

"What is he doing here?"

Someone watched Ling Xiao jump out of the ring and immediately exclaimed.

According to the rules of the ring, once you defeat the champion, you will become the new champion.

As long as you defeat the person who comes to provoke again, you can enter the ten-person quota.

"He's not going to give up on the Champion, is he?"

"No, look, what is he?"

"Go to the eighth ring!"

"No, he's going to challenge?"

"Yes, the owner of the eighth ring is a rich kid, is he going to kick all the rich kids out of the ring?"

Wait until Ling Xiao walks to the eighth ring, after a short silence.

The onlookers suddenly boiled with excitement, and instantly understood what Ling Xiao was going to do.

He's going to sweep the rich kids in the ring.

Under the watchful eye, Ling Xiao really jumped into the eighth ring.

The lord of the ring is called Hua Manyue, and she is one of the core and powerful figures of the children of rich families, second only to Mo Ji.

This time, it was also at the behest of the white butterfly that he won the eighth lord of the ring.

"Cheap slave, how dare you challenge me?"

Hua Manyue's fighting spirit was awe-inspiring, and she laughed arrogantly: "It's just in time, I'll kick you cheap slave out of the ring today!"

Ling Xiao raised his eyebrows and did not speak.

Instead, he raised his hand and hooked his index finger towards her.

"Cheap slave, what arrogance!"

Hua Manyue held a long wind thin sword in her hand, and it was obvious that she was a martial artist who was known for her speed.

The sword swinged.

The invisible sword wind overflowed and spread.

It's a meteor-like blow.

Ling Xiao smiled, the women who were weak almost always showed an advantage in speed.

Since it's about speed, it's better.

He pulled out the meniscus knife in his right hand and made a block in the air.

Rumble!

It was as if a thunderous sound suddenly exploded in the void.

The swords and metal collided and resonated, causing the onlookers to buzz in the ears of the Sword Sect disciples, and they lost their voices for a short time.

That's when it happened.

The long wind thin sword in Hua Manyue's hand was like shooting a sharp arrow, and it was shocked dozens of meters high.

Sou!

Spun around in the air a few times, then fall heavily towards the ground.

Seeing this, the onlookers of the Sword Sect disciples hurriedly dodged as if they had encountered a ghost, for fear of being accidentally injured by the Changfeng Thin Sword.

Rumble!

There was a rustling sound.

The long wind rapier was inserted into the ground, revealing only half of the hilt.

At the same time, Hua Manyue was also directly shocked and fell on the edge of the ring.

She barely stood up, her face pale, her eyes glazed, and she looked a little lost.

And the sleeves on her arms were shaken to the point of flying dust.

A bloody hole was cracked on the arm, and the whole arm was stained with blood, which was extremely terrifying!

"Ling...!"

She opened her mouth to say something, but suddenly a splash of blood erupted.

The whole person went soft and fainted in the ring.

Around the ring, it was like a dead silence.

That Hua Manyue is one of the core and powerful figures of the rich family.

You must know that before this, among the freshman disciples, very few people were able to catch her random blow.

But today, Hua Manyue is defeated in her strongest field.

The speed of the sword is like a shooting star.

She struck with all her might, but was hit by Ling Xiao's single knife at will.

But he shook the long sword in his hand, his arm was cracked, his internal organs were seriously injured, and he vomited blood and passed out!

Seeing this scene, Bai Die was shocked and angry.

Unexpectedly, Ling Xiao made another move.

Defeat Hua Manyue.

At this time, she trembled angrily, clenched her gums and "gurgled", as if she had been slapped hard by Ling Xiao again.

But she was helpless.

She suddenly realized that the decision she had made was too stupid.

It shouldn't be anything, it shouldn't provoke Ling Xiao.

The rich children beside her were extremely angry when they saw Hua Manyue's fiasco.

But he was frightened by Ling Xiao's terrifying strength, and his face turned pale.

That kind of terrifying strength, they can't match it at all, and they can't imagine it.

Cheap slave!

The cheap slave in the eyes of the children of the rich family is ordinary on the surface, and there is no cultivation at all.

But at this time, why can a cheap slave burst out with such ungodly strength...

A lot of people can't figure it out.

In the silence, Ling Xiao jumped out of the ring and walked towards the sixth ring.

His face was expressionless, he held the scabbard in his left hand, and walked step by step without hurry.

"This...!"

Bai Die's face changed in shock, and he suddenly yelled at the rich children: "Go and ask the elders, you can't let him continue, otherwise...!"

Obviously, if Ling Xiao is allowed to continue to challenge, those rings that were seized by the children of rich families will be broken by Ling Xiao one by one and kicked out of the ring.

From then on, the children of the rich family could not gain a foothold in the Sword Sect, and they always bowed their heads in front of Ling Xiao.

"Capturing the ring is the champion, he can't challenge any more champions!"

"Quick... Go and ask the elders!"

The rich kid shouted in panic.

At this time, Ling Xiao had already jumped into the sixth ring.

The champion is none other than Lu Tianling, who knocked her poor disciple Su Mu out of the ring two hours ago.

Dressed in a lilac robe, fluttering in the breeze, holding a long sword in his hand, looking at Ling Xiao.

"Hehe, the cheap slave is arrogant, he doesn't know how to count, he really thinks he has some ability, so he is arrogant?"

"Huh!"

Ling Xiao smiled faintly.

Just as the laughter fell, the next moment, the sword wind was like a shadow, drowning Lu Tianling, who was dressed in a light purple robe.

"Poof!"

Under the ring.

Lu Tianling lay on the ground and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Defeated again!"

"It's... What the hell is going on?"

Ling Xiao's knife just now was so weird that Lu Tianling didn't react at all, and he was swept off the ring by the knife wind. ”

"Damn sluts!"

"Chop!"

Many Sword Sect disciples were discussing.

The lungs of the rich children are about to explode, but they are helpless.

And the disciples from poor backgrounds were smiling, although they had not had any contact with Ling Xiao in the past year.

But today, his behavior of beating the face of the rich kid is very refreshing.

"What about the Elder, why haven't you come yet to stop that slave?"

"This is disrupting the order of the ring, why don't you care?"

A rich kid shouted at the elite disciples who maintained order.

"I'm sorry, this challenge has long been stipulated, anyone can challenge any ring!"

"Poof!"

A rich disciple was furious, and suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Quick, carry her away!"

"You guys are protecting Ling Xiao like this, don't you make this battle of glory ten people a joke?"

White Butterfly yelled angrily at several elite disciples.

"I'm sorry, it's not my responsibility. ”

An elite disciple said expressionlessly.

"I... I...!"

White Butterfly's angry face turned green, and she couldn't speak for a while.

Seeing that the people sent to find the elders had not returned, and those elite disciples who maintained order did not care about Ling Xiao's arrogant behavior at all.

At this moment, she suddenly felt a helplessness from the cold in her heart, sweeping through her body, as if she had been abandoned by the whole world, dazed and helpless...