Chapter Seventy-Three: Sword Battle
In the second round, Mo Qingyu's opponent was Lu Hang, after casting the secret art of concealment, Lu Hang was a little difficult, his strength even reached thirty-five dragons, Mo Qingyu did not choose to fight hard, but chose to use the shadow to consume his physical strength, and finally when the opponent's Xuan Qi was exhausted, a thunder seal slammed into the opponent's body, shocking him to the outside of the challenge platform, and won the second victory, accumulating two points.
Whoa...
Suddenly, there were enthusiastic cheers on the audience, and Mo Qingyu, who stepped off the challenge platform, looked at it, and it turned out that the two sides of this competition were Ji Ming and Sun Tao.
Both are considered the favourites to win the championship in this year's annual competition, and they have not met until now, and finally met in the second round of the points ranking battle.
Standing on the challenge platform, Sun Tao looked at Ji Ming with a smile and said, "Originally, I had already gone through a year of hard cultivation, and I had caught up with you, but I didn't expect that the gap between us was getting farther and farther, and now I can't see through your strength." ”
"Sun Tao, how did you become a mother-in-law, if you want to fight, don't think that if you say that, I will let my guard down on you. Ji Ming's ordinary face showed a wild smile, and he looked at Sun Tao and said.
Sun Tao smiled helplessly when he heard this, and said: "You really still have this temper, I think you can't wait, fight!"
As soon as the words fell, Sun Tao took the lead in attacking, and a phantom shadow of the blue sea wave was born under his feet, stepping on the waves, approaching Ji Ming at a very fast speed, and a turquoise blue light was condensed on his right palm, among which there was a whistling sound of waves.
"Bi Tao Palm!"
In the face of such a powerful opponent as Ji Ming, Sun Tao's shot was his specialty skill that he had cultivated for several years, the high-level Bi Tao palm.
A palm sent out a force containing the power of the sea, and the vigorous Xuan Qi turned into a roaring wave and slapped towards Ji Ming.
"It's a good time!" Ji Ming shouted, and two thick arms composed of Xuan Qi were born on top of his arms, and in the hands of the two Xuan Qi arms, he also held a short pestle that bloomed with golden light.
"Don't move the Ming King's arm!"
Boom!Boom...
Ji Ming's arms clenched into fists, and the two immovable kings held golden pestles on their arms and swung down at the same time, blocking the stormy waves, and the two were entangled together.
The body of the King of Fudo Ming is extremely consuming of Xuan Qi, even Ji Ming cannot maintain it for a long time, but the arm of the King of Fudo Ming is a streamlined body of the King of Fudong, the amount of Xuan Qi consumed is not much, and it has a good power, four arms attack at the same time, more than a dozen rounds have passed, the turbulent waves have been torn apart, and there is a huge gap in front of Sun Tao.
Burst!
Ji Ming found an opportunity, and the two immovable Ming King arms behind him waved the golden pestle and smashed it at Sun Tao.
Temple!
The Xuanqi waves under Sun Tao's feet suddenly turned around, Sun Tao's hands condensed with water vapor, and the rich salty taste of sea water spread on the challenge platform, Ji Ming saw this and hurriedly condensed two more Immovable Ming King arms, and the golden pestle held in the four arms emitted light, accumulating strength.
Whoa!
"Turning over the river and shaking the sea!"
Accompanied by the sound of roaring waves, Sun Tao showed his current strongest mystical skill, with a trace of the mystery of the water.
Facing the roaring waves that were like reality, Ji Ming's face was solemn, and the four Hades arms behind him shone brightly, and the golden pestle turned into golden light and melted into the arms.
"Fudo Ming King Fist!"
The four arms came out together, and the arms of the Fudo Ming King, which fused the power of the golden pestle, became thicker, and there were mysterious lines on it, condensing his hands into a fist, facing the roaring waves, and bursting out with all his might.
Rumble!
The roaring waves collided with the four arms of the Fudo Ming King that shone with brilliant golden light, and erupted with terrifying energy, even affecting the No. 1 challenge platform at his feet.
Click: Cha.. Click..
The challenge platform, which was able to withstand the power of the Hidden Realm, unexpectedly cracked in the aftermath of the attack of the two, and there was a sign that it was about to collapse.
Bang!
Under a stalemate, the four immovable Ming King arms pierced through the roaring waves, and the fist power broke through the waves and landed on Sun Tao's body, making him spit blood in his mouth, and he took more than ten steps back to stabilize his body and stand on the edge of the challenge platform.
"Ahem.. I'm defeated.." Sun Tao coughed up the blood in his lungs and said bitterly.
Sun Tao looked at Ji Ming, who was still standing on the stage, his heart was full of bitterness, the other party didn't even use the body of King Ming, he was defeated, and the gap between the two was too big.
"Ji Ming's strength is indeed good, he should already have the level of a low-level holy son. Wang Shi, who was sitting on the audience, said lightly.
The Holy Son is also strong and weak, and with the strength that Ji Ming has shown so far, it is enough to become the Holy Son, but it is the weakest existence among the Holy Sons.
The other disciples on the audience were shocked by Ji Ming's strength and talked about it.
"Senior Brother Ji Ming's strength is so strong, Senior Brother Sun Tao was defeated after only a dozen rounds under his men. ”
"Senior Brother Ji Ming obviously still has some strength left, he is a man known as the King of Fudo Ming, but no one has been able to let him use the body of the King of Fudo Ming until now. ”
"Could it be that Senior Brother Ji Ming is already so far ahead of the other participating disciples? Even Senior Brother Sun Tao can't let him do his best, and it's even more impossible for others to do it. ”
"The first place in this year's total competition is none other than Senior Brother Ji Ming!"
Looking at Ji Ming who walked down from the stage, Mo Qingyu's face was a little heavy, Sun Tao's strength was not weak, but he still couldn't let Ji Ming use all his strength, it was difficult for him to guess how strong Ji Ming's strength was.
It's a pity that Mo Qingyu's cultivation didn't break through to the Hidden Realm, otherwise he would definitely have a great confidence that he would be able to win when he fought against Ji Ming.
The competition continued, and in the third round, Le Wuyun became Ji Ming's opponent, and after Le Wuyun stepped onto the challenge platform, he directly used his strongest blow, and took out his own secret technique of concealment, Qin Soul, Sonic Attack, and Requiem.
But Ji Ming's mind was extremely firm, and he didn't move his arms and the Ming King Fist directly shattered the sound wave, allowing Le Wuyun to surrender voluntarily, and Ji Ming maintained an invincible momentum and won a victory.
In the third round of the competition, Mo Qingyu's opponent was Gai Ying, when the two stepped onto the challenge platform, Wang Yan, who was sitting on the audience platform, smiled, his eyes were hideous, and he roared in his heart: "Finally met, whether you are Mo Qingyu or Mo Qingyu, this one is over, and you will say goodbye to this world completely." ”
"I'm sorry. After coming to the stage, Gai Ying held the long sword in his arms and whispered to Mo.
"Why do you want to apologize to me?" Mo asked in a somewhat puzzled voice.
Gai Ying shook his head, did not speak, held his long sword in his hand, his breath instantly became extremely sharp, his eyes were full of determination, after holding the long sword, Gai Ying was a real swordsman, sharp.
"You don't have to apologize, you can't kill me. Seeing that the other party was silent, Mo Qingyu smiled at the corner of his mouth and said confidently.
Gai Ying's eyes swayed, but he didn't reply, and he whispered to Mo with a sharp breath, as if he was one with the sword, becoming a peerless sword, and the momentum was terrifying.
Facing Gai Ying's terrifying momentum, Mo Qingyu looked indifferent, held the Blood Night Long Knife in his hand, and calmly faced Gai Ying.
This is a swordsman vs. swordsman showdown.
"The Son is gracious to me, so you must die. Gai Ying's eyes were cold, and he said softly in a voice that only Mo could hear.
Clang!
Gai won, his steps are unrealistic, but they are extremely fast and agile, like a sharp blade out of the sheath.
In just an instant, the distance between him and Mo Qingyu was shortened a lot, and he came to Mo Qingyu's side with a step, and flicked the long sword in his hand.
"Gloomy!"
Gai Yingdi held the long sword in his hand, which seemed to be slow, but it was slow and fast, and the sword light flashed, overshadowing everything around him.
This sword was terrifying, and none of Gai Ying's opponents could resist this sword, it was obviously a very slow sword, but it hit the throat before they could react.
Of course, if Mo Qingyu didn't resist this sword, this sword would only go through his throat, knowing his life, Gai Ying would be merciful to other opponents, but not to him.
Clang!
In the nervous gaze of the audience, Mo Qingyu had already found the flaw in Gai Ying's sword, waved the bloody night long knife in his hand, and blocked Gai Ying's long sword with a random stroke.
Gai Ying's sword is nothing more than the use of light and darkness, giving people a visual difference, Mo Qingyu has a good understanding of the dark attribute, and naturally can also detect the trajectory of the sword hidden under the light and darkness.
The first sword was easily blocked by Mo Qingyu Gai Ying was not surprised, although he seemed careless, but in fact, he would watch every battle of Mo Qingyu, although Mo Qingyu used the knife very few times, but as a swordsman who comprehended the sword momentum, he could feel Mo Qingyu's confidence when holding the long knife, just like he held the long sword, he was a powerful swordsman, not easy to deal with.
"Thunder Tooth Explosion, Thunder Python!"
Mo whispered and swung the blood night long knife out, and a thunder lightning python rushed towards Gai Ying with the momentum of lightning and flint.
Gai Ying stepped back, opened the distance, and swept the long sword out unhurriedly, the sword light bloomed, overlapping together, like overlapping peaks, extremely thick.
"Wuyue swordsmanship, Mount Tai is like a seat!"
Gai Ying displayed the top sword technique of the moon rank, simulating a majestic mountain that overlapped and pressed the thunder and lightning python under the mountain.
The thunder and lightning shattered and dissipated, and the overlapping majestic peaks did not dissipate, but pressed towards Mo Qingyu.
Facing the majestic mountain peaks that were pressed down, Mo didn't dare to be careless, and the blood long knife in his hand burst out with dazzling lightning.
Rumble.. Rumble!
The thunder and lightning roared, Mo stood up with a knife, and a thunder dragon with two wings and a giant horn on its head opened its teeth and claws, roaring towards the majestic mountain peaks that fell.
This is the last form of Thundertooth Storm, Brontosaurus.
Originally, the thunder dragon simulated the thunder and lightning real dragon, but Mo Qingyu because he had not seen the real dragon with his own eyes, the thunder dragon on display had only its shape, and it was not powerful, and finally decided to simulate the thunder and lightning flying dragon, although the flying dragon was only a branch of the real dragon, but Mo Qingyu had seen the patriarch of the Flying Dragon clan and the young patriarch Long Xiang with his own eyes, and the simulated thunder and lightning flying dragon was infused with soul, as if full of life.