"Damn, where did this kid get so much energy?"

Tiansha was almost punched and vomited blood, holding back the surging qi and blood in his chest, and suddenly felt a little incredible, isn't this a swordsman? How could a swordsman work on physical strength, it simply doesn't make sense.

Not only did Tiansha feel unreasonable, but the people of the Divine Consciousness Gate, and even the vast majority of the young heroes who participated in the martial arts conference, as well as the martial artists who watched the battle, all felt incredible.

Generally speaking, a swordsman is like a waste when he leaves the sword, but Ling Chen is an outlier.

This guy is off the sword and still a pervert.

"Looks like we're fooling around."

Shangguan Hong and the other elders of the Divine Intention Sect looked at each other, their expressions were a little helpless, at this moment, his thoughts and everyone wanted to scold Ling Chen for being perverted.

"Since you can block a punch, it seems that you are not a waste."

Ling Chen's fist pressed the sky to death, and the latter could only stare at the shields, struggling to hold on.

"I don't believe you'll break my demonic shield."

Tiansha's right palm cracked, blood spilled out, he was holding his breath now, as long as Ling Chen put a little less pressure on him, he could find an opportunity to give Ling Chen a fatal blow.

"Your tortoise shell is hard enough."

Suddenly, Ling Chen let go of his palm and retreated.

"Here's your chance!"

Feeling the pressure disappear suddenly, Tiansha was also overjoyed, now is the time when Ling Chen's strength is exhausted, and it is also the best time for him to fight back.

"Defeat me!"

has already secretly condensed the true qi into the palm of his hand, and while Ling Chen let go, Tiansha blasted out the palm power that had been brewed for a long time, and with a flick of his right hand, he broke through the air **** and went out.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time."

In the moment when the sky came out of his hand, Ling Chen's fist also arrived, and it was another majestic dragon beast fist, like a green dragon falling from the sky, and smashed down angrily.

Bang!

The aftermath of terror soared into the sky, in which the dust mist sprayed pain, the strong wind roared, and the two completely different killing moves were superimposed together, and any strong person below the level of the Great Grandmaster would die if they touched it.

Poof!

The palm strength was completely crushed by Ling Chen, and the clothes on Tiansha's right arm exploded, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the whole person flew upside down.

Bang bang bang!

Ling Chen's figure swept out, using both fists and feet, continuously smashing and kicking on Tiansha's body, and after abusing the other party to death, he made the last punch and completely knocked Tiansha off the battlefield.

"You ......"

After falling off the battle platform, Tiansha just got up and struggled for a while, and then fell down, completely unconscious.

Roar!

From the top of Ling Chen's head, a dragon shadow flew out, pounced on Tiansha's body, plundered the dragon vein qi on the latter's body, and then returned to Ling Chen's body.

On the referee's bench, the referees looked at each other and announced that Ling Chen had won the game.

"Who knows, for more than a year, how he has cultivated."

On the side of the Divine Consciousness Gate, after being silent for a few seconds, Shangguan Qiushui couldn't help but look at the others.

"Because it's Brother Ling Chen, if it's someone else, you might lose."

Ling Yin's answer made people a little speechless.

"On the one hand, his physical strength is too strong, on the other hand, although he doesn't use a sword, his keen awareness and judgment as a swordsman are still there, and the combination of these two aspects is enough for him to crush his opponent."

Nie Wuxiang's analysis was quite reliable, but even he was still a little shocked at this time, Ling Chen's victory was really shocking.

When Ling Chen threw away the two swords, almost everyone thought that he was going to lose, but they didn't want to, Ling Chen, who didn't have a sword, still won the competition.

"I said earlier, you can't underestimate this guy."

Looking at Ling Chen's figure on the martial arts platform, Ye Gongzi also shook his head, and then glanced at the blood-pupiled woman beside him, "Go and bring this embarrassing fool back, and by the way, give him healing medicine, don't let him die here." ”

"Yes."

The blood-pupiled woman arched her hand, and also walked to the bottom of the battle platform, dragging her limp body down that day.

Ling Chen's competition has just ended, and another competition has already begun.

The two sides of the competition are the "Northern Snow Sword" Xue Wuya and the "Tianxin Swordsman" Feng Piaoling.

"Heavenly Heart Broken Jade!"

Feng Piaoling knew that he was not facing an ordinary opponent, so at the beginning, he also used his peerless "Tianxin Sword Technique" to unleash, and at the tip of the sword, a touch of jade color emerged, as if reducing the resistance between the air and the blade, making this sword extremely fast.

Bite!

The tip of the sword pierced on the body of Xue Wuya's sword, and the brilliant sparks burst out, and with Xue Wuya's retreating figure, the sparks bloomed all the way.

Xue Wuya's face was expressionless, the Northern Snow Sword in his hand swung out, the space seemed to be silent, and under the diffusion of a cold true qi, the water vapor in the air froze and turned into wisps of snowflakes, and the sword qi was mixed in the snowflakes and scattered everywhere.

"Sword Technique: Drifting Snow!"

With a sweep of the sword light, all the snowflakes seemed to be magnetically attracted, and they all converged and condensed on the body of Xue Wuyan's sword, helping him forge a sword of ice.

As soon as this sword came out, the air was strangely calm, and the sword pointed straight at the wind.

"Tianxin Sword River!"

Feng Piaoling held the sword in both hands, and the sword qi turned into a tide, and the true qi swept out like a turbulent river.

Sneer......

The table was suddenly full of holes, and the sword qi and sword qi in the sky flew everywhere, as if the wasp had exploded its nest, which was extremely spectacular.

Jingle Bell!

In the blink of an eye, the two fought for dozens of rounds, the blazing sparks splashed everywhere, and there was no figure in sight, and the thrilling battle made everyone even forget to breathe, and their faces were red.

The sparks did not disperse, the two of them fought more and more, and the frequency became higher and higher, even Ling Chen felt that his eyes were a little sour for the first time, and it was difficult to accurately capture every sword light.

Laugh at!

The two figures passed through each other, and the first to land was Feng Piaoling, and there was a sword mark on his wrist, and the sword mark penetrated deep into the muscles and bones, and only one point was missing, and the tendons could be broken.

Looking at the snow that landed later, he was unharmed, but a piece of clothing was missing.

"I lost."

Feng Piaoling sighed, and the other party's sword almost abolished one of his hands, which was the result of his mercy. And his trick was just to cut off Xue Wuya's sleeve, without hurting the other party in the slightest.

"You are the first of the younger generation to touch me under my sword." Beixue's sword returned to its sheath, and Xue Wuya glanced at the corner of his clothes that had been cut off, and said lightly.

In the duel between the two, in the end, Feng Piaoling lost one and a half moves.

Many young talents who have been eliminated from the competition are enthusiastically discussing at the moment.

"Wonderful, worthy of the Northern Snow Divine Sword, as strong as the wind, it can't stop him."

"In this young generation, there is only one swordsman left, Ling Chen, I wonder if Ling Chen can compete with Xue Wuya?"

"It's hard to say, if you talk about strength alone, it must be Xue Wuya who is better, after all, relying on the battle record, Ling Chen is better than Xue Wuya, and it feels a little worse."

"I don't think Ling Chen is the most comprehensive swordsman I've ever seen, maybe he can break the routine and defeat a strong enemy."

(End of chapter)