Everyone in the sword stage was stunned, wasn't he the king of leaks, how did he win?

It seems like...... He's still a little strong!

Hula~

Those disciples who were originally waiting to challenge him, or see how he was defeated, only then did they react and began to rush to the Sword Discussion Platform to challenge the other nine seed disciples.

"Leak King, I'm going to fight you!"

In the midst of the cold cheers, a young man with a dark face jumped onto the sword platform and came to the front of Lin Zong.

This person has a meaty face and fierce eyes, and he knows at a glance that he is not a good stubble.

"Zhu Yuan, who is this person?"

Gongsun Deshui's cloudy eyes condensed slightly, and he looked at the young man with a dark face from afar.

"The teacher expected it right, this person is the second person I bought, Gu Liangcheng, the eighth rank of the martial qi realm, there should be no more accidents this time. Zhu Yuan said to Gongsun Deshui.

"Very good, look. ”

Gongsun Deshui nodded.

"How can a shameless leak king be qualified to stand on this sword platform and roll down for Lao Tzu. ”

Gu Liangcheng shouted angrily, and hit Lin Zong with a punch, only to see that on his fist, blue lightning suddenly appeared, and the momentum was overwhelming.

"Thunder punch. ”

Lin Zong smiled, in the world's martial arts essence library, the martial arts currently displayed, he was already familiar with each one, as long as the other party made a move, he could immediately see the other party's path.

Whether to avoid or greet is up to him.

Dragon Fist!

Lin Zong stepped out and swung his fist to meet it.

"Smack!"

The two fists slammed into each other, making a crisp loud sound, so fierce that it was full of blood-boiling masculinity.

Lin Zong stood still in place.

Gu Liangcheng only felt that the fist power that emanated from Lin Zong's fist was like a vast ocean, roaring out.

The punch slammed into his chest, and the whole person was lifted out sideways, and he was thrown all the way to the edge of the sword platform.

One punch, Gu Liangcheng will be defeated!

"Ah......h

Zhu Yuan and Gongsun Deshui were both struck by lightning, their bodies trembled violently, and their faces were extremely ugly.

This Gu Liangcheng, isn't he the cultivation of the eighth rank of the martial qi realm, how could he be defeated with one punch?

"Zhu Yuan!"

Gongsun Deshui looked at Zhu Yuan coldly: "This is the person you secretly bought?"

Zhu Yuan was suddenly bitter, and hurriedly said: "Teacher, it's true that the person I bought is unbearable, it's that little waste is a little amazing, think about it, he has quite amazing potential......"

"Say no more. ”

Gongsun Deshui was annoyed and interrupted Zhu Yuan's words: "You arrange for that South Gate to please yourself, don't make rash moves, and wait until the ranking match of the Fengyun List to make a move." ”

"Yes, teacher. Zhu Yuan said respectfully.

Gongsun Deshui waved his hand in disappointment: "Go to the Martial Soul Realm Sword Stage, don't delay your own competition." ”

"Yes. Zhu Yuan left with hatred.

Lin Zong defeated Gu Liangcheng with one punch, which amazed the audience, and everyone reacted at this time, it turned out that this leak king not only had strength, but also had quite good strength.

"Hehe, the king of leaks is really handsome, my sister likes it!"

"Leak King, hurry up and look here, sister is here. ”

"My male god, so good!"

There was a cute voice on the field, which made people laugh and cry.

Lin Zong stood on the sword platform, but he was a little helpless, he was a dignified martial soul realm six-rank disciple, but he stood on this martial arts realm sword platform to compete, which really made people unable to raise the slightest fighting spirit.

Looking at the various stunning eyes under the sword stage, he had an unreal feeling of falling into a dream.

"Little waste, you just sneer, your body will always be your shackles, in the martial qi realm, what if the combat power is amazing, at most you can break through to the martial soul realm, and never want to set foot in the realm of the battle realm. ”

Gongsun Deshui looked coldly at the young man on the sword platform, with a look of disdain on his face: "You don't even have a chance to break through the Martial Spirit Realm, because you will die soon." ”

Because Lin Zong showed amazing combat power, no one dared to challenge him in the next game.

At first, everyone wanted to challenge him, but now, it was his turn to stand bored on the sword platform, and he was so idle that his eggs hurt.

The third disciple of the Seven Swords Sect, Nanmen Yueji, whom Zhu Yuan secretly bought, was a fat man, and after receiving Zhu Yuan's arrangement, he did not challenge Lin Zong, but chose another disciple.

This Nanmen Yueji cultivation is the pinnacle of the martial qi realm, compared to the martial qi realm, the strength is quite extraordinary, and it is easy to defeat the opponent, setting off a burst of exclamations on the field.

An hour later, this round of the game was completely over.

Lin Zong and Nanmen Yueji were successfully compiled into the annual list, which was quite easy.

Next, it's time for the ranking tournament of the Billboard.

The Ranking Tournament is held among the ten disciples who have been included in the Billboard, and it is open-ended, with their own choice of opponents, and even group battles are allowed.

Without delay, the host immediately announced: "The ten disciples who have been compiled into the annual list, get ready, the ranking competition begins." ”

Swish!

As soon as the host's voice fell, he saw a fat figure rushing onto the sword platform.

Huo Ran is the South Gate to please himself!

Nanmen Yueji is short and fat, full of joy, which is very reminiscent of Donggong Yan, the peak master of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.

Although he was full of joy, his eyes were a little gloomy, and he stood on the sword platform and arched his hand: "Disciple of the Seven Swords Gate, please be pleased with yourself in the South Gate, please give me advice......

"Disciple of Nishang Pavilion, Gong Liangxue, please advise!"

Before he finished speaking, a female disciple with a slender figure and fair skin rushed to the sword platform, came to the south gate to Yue Ji, and said with his hand.

Nishang Pavilion is a special sect that only recruits female disciples.

Seeing that Gong Liangxue rushed up so quickly, Nanmen Yueji was very angry, he wanted to directly challenge Lin Zong by name, but before he could name Lin Zong, she had already rushed up.

"You, you're not qualified enough, get out of here. ”

The angry Nanmen Yueji, the fat on his face, trembled, and shouted angrily at Gongliangxue.

"You ......"

Gongliangxue was suddenly ashamed and angry.

"It's too much to deceive people, I'll fight you with Senior Sister Gongliang. ”

As the sound of Jiaojiao shouted, another slender figure rushed onto the sword platform and stood with Gongliangxue: "Disciple of Nishang Pavilion, Lian Bi, please give advice!"

However, Dongmen Yueji's face still showed disdain, and he didn't even look at the two Nishang Pavilion disciples.

He looked at the sword stage: "In this round of the ranking competition, group battles are allowed, can a disciple still come up?"

He actually wanted to pick three!

The crowd under the sword stage erupted into a wave of noise.

"This South Gate pleases itself, it's too arrogant. ”

"Ma De, who does he think he is, and he still wants to fight three with one?"

“......”

The arrogance of the south gate pleasing himself caused many people to look at it unpleasantly and were very angry.

Those who can break into the list are all real geniuses, this Nanmen pleases himself, and he doesn't take these geniuses in his eyes at all, and he is so arrogant.

Lin Zong looked at the south gate on the sword platform, and smiled helplessly, a mere martial qi realm cultivator was still so arrogant, it was really difficult to lik.