Text Text_Chapter 11 The Comer Is Not Good!
"In the next battle, Lei Zhen vs. Mo Xiao!"
When Sun Li's words sounded, there was a sudden silence around the entire battle platform, because both Lei Zhen and Mo Xiao had a great reputation in the Ling Tian Sword Sect, so the battle between the two of them was naturally particularly eye-catching.
"I'm afraid this battle is more exciting than the previous ones, but Senior Brother Mo Xiao has a greater probability of winning, after all, he broke through the martial arts realm half a year ago, and Lei Zhen is probably not an opponent. ”
"Hey, don't forget that Lei Zhen is the son of Elder Thunder, and he definitely has a lot of hole cards in his hand, and I heard that the thunder he cultivates is extremely powerful. ”
As Sun Li's announcement fell, many voices of discussion continued to sound, some people were optimistic about Mo Xiao, and some people were equally optimistic about Lei Zhen.
Under the watchful eye of everyone, I saw a purple shadow flickering and falling on the battle platform, with black hair flying, looking extremely free and handsome.
"It's Lei Zhen, seeing him like this is still full of confidence!" Looking at the purple figure that appeared on the battle platform, the crowd couldn't help but stir.
After Lei Zhen entered, the expressionless Mo Xiao immediately stepped into the battle platform, compared to Lei Zhen, Mo Xiao was more calm, after all, Mo Xiao was already twenty-one years old, and Lei Zhen was only nineteen, so he was naturally much younger and more vigorous.
"The battle begins!"
"Boom!"
Sun Li's announcement fell, and a strong spiritual power suddenly emerged from Lei Zhen and Mo Xiao, but Lei Zhen's spiritual power was running around his body, and Mo Xiao's spiritual power had overflowed from his body, and a strong oppressive force couldn't help but release it from his body, making Lei Zhen's expression suddenly solemn.
Although the samurai and the martial artist are only one realm apart, the gap between them is extremely huge, even if he has hole cards, he may not be able to defeat Mo Xiao, not to mention that Mo Xiao also has hole cards.
"Thunderstorm Slash!"
Lei Zhen condensed the spiritual power of his body and took the lead, his realm was not as good as Mo Xiao, and his spiritual power was naturally not as strong as the other party, if he wanted to win, he could only fight quickly.
"Good!"
When Lei Zhen unleashed the thunderstorm slash, the entire battle platform was wrapped in purple mangs, and the sound of thunderstorms was endless, and a brilliant purple thunder mang condensed by spiritual power slashed towards Mo Xiao through the air.
Seeing this scene, cheers continued to sound, and the younger generation in the entire crowd was extremely excited, as if they were fighting.
Xiao Feng, who was leaning on the trunk of the tree, couldn't help but be slightly stunned when he saw this scene in the crowd, and then couldn't help but smile bitterly. It is said that he is young and frivolous and hot-blooded, but he never seems to have a feeling of youth, and his previous life was unsmiling, decisive in killing, and aiming for the pursuit of the strongest swordsmanship and kendo.
On the contrary, after integrating into Xiao Han's flesh in this life, his personality has changed a lot invisibly, perhaps this has more or less affected him with Xiao Han's memory and his own character.
"When did I become so sentimental. Shaking his head, Xiao Feng once again set his eyes on the battle platform, and at this moment, Mo Xiao stretched out his hand unhurriedly in the face of the thunderstorm that broke through the sky.
Then a gust of wind appeared in front of him, and the wind howled and rolled with tearing power towards the thunder.
"It's the Xuan-rank advanced martial art Wind Split!"
Looking at the battle platform, it seemed to be torn apart by the wind, and some sharp-eyed people exclaimed one after another, the wind crack is the housekeeping skill of the four elders Li Motian, and it is extremely powerful, I didn't expect Mo Xiao to actually get the true inheritance, and he was born with a wind crack, it seems that he wants to decide the victory with one blow.
"Click!"
An extremely harsh voice sounded, and I saw that the thunder mang was unexpectedly torn by the fierce wind, and the whole shattered into a little light and dissipated into the void.
"Xuan-level high-level martial arts are not only you!" Lei Zhen looked at Lei Mang, who was easily torn apart, his expression suddenly sank, his hands waved, and all the spiritual power in his body swept out at this moment.
"Thunder!"
I saw that the extremely pale face of the thunder shook out, and with a bang, the thunder and ten thousand strikes that gathered the spiritual power of the whole body were unleashed, and in an instant, ten thousand thunder arcs flickered, and the thunder of the entire battle platform flickered, extremely dazzling.
And when the ten thousand thunder arcs swept out, the momentum was extremely huge, and it was accompanied by rolling thunder.
"It is worthy of being the son of Lei Lao Wei, and he actually cultivated Thunder Duel to this realm, it seems that Lei Lao Wei has a successor. Many elders nodded as they looked at the thunderous strike displayed by Lei Zhen.
And in the attic sat Elder Thunder with a non-angry and self-righteous expression, his eyes staring at the battle platform, his face expressionless, making it impossible to see what he was thinking.
"What a thunderbolt, look at me!"
Mo Xiao couldn't help but shout when he saw ten thousand thunder arcs bombarding with terrifying power, and with a wave of his hands, the spiritual power overflowed out of his body in a frenzied tumble, and then formed a huge tornado, which rolled and devoured the thunder arcs one by one.
"It's still not enough in the realm, if Lei Zhen also has the cultivation of the martial arts realm, it is unknown who will kill the deer. ”
When the ten thousand thunder arcs were swallowed, many people sighed one after another, it was also a high-level martial art, but Mo Xiao still won the final victory by occupying the advantage of the martial arts realm's more powerful spiritual power.
"Poof!"
Looking at the ten thousand arcs being swallowed, Lei Zhen couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, and his rather handsome face was full of unwillingness, if he had the cultivation of the martial arts realm, how could he be defeated in the hands of the other party.
"Mo Xiao wins, the next battle ......"
With Sun Li announcing the results and both stepping down, a new battle was held again.
However, it didn't take long for Sun Li, who was presiding over the big competition, and the elders who were watching the battle in the attic couldn't help but change their expressions.
"Haha, what day is today, since it is so lively?!" Several sounds of breaking the air suddenly sounded from above the sky, only to see several figures suspended in the void, and the leader was an extremely handsome and extraordinary young man, the young man was dressed in a brocade robe and a golden crown, and the whole person was like a noble prince.
And behind this brocade-robed young man were two white-haired old men, both of whom were dressed in wide black robes and couldn't see their appearances, but the faint fluctuation of the terrifying aura around them made many elders feel like they were facing a great enemy, even Sun Li, a law enforcement elder with the cultivation of a martial king, frowned, and his expression was extremely solemn.
"It turned out that it was the Young Master of the Eight Desolation Sect who came, and the Ling Tian Sword Sect was disappointed. Just as everyone looked at each other, an old voice rang out from the attic.
Hearing this old man's voice, many of the elder protectors were shocked.
"Hehe, don't dare to bother Lin Lao so much, the kid just wants to visit the young talents of your faction, if there is a chance, the kid wants to learn from each other with the senior disciples of your sect and discuss martial arts. The corners of Leng Xie's mouth twitched, and he smiled slightly.
And after listening to Leng Xie's words, both the elders of the Ling Tian Sword Sect and the Dharma Protector couldn't help but look sink, the other party was not good today.