Chapter Seventy-Eight: Rise to Fame
In the ring, Lang Ming and Chen Qiang stood opposite each other.
Lang Ming was holding a long sword and wearing a white power suit, and his clothes were also full of sunny temperament.
"Langming!"
"Langming!"
100,000 disciples watched the battle, and the disciples from the Great Qin Empire all shouted Lang Ming's name, obviously the disciples who supported Lang Ming had an absolute advantage, and in the hearts of many disciples, Lang Ming represented Qin Chengyu to a certain extent, and Qin Chengyu was the pride of the Great Qin Empire.
"Brother Chen, we met again, last time Brother Chen assumed the name Wen Chou, you and I fought but failed to have fun, every time I think about it, I deeply regret it! Today, I will fight happily!"
Lang Ming was as always, with a sunny smile on his face, his eyes staring at Chen Qiang, and the fire of battle intent was burning.
"Brother Lang, please!"
Chen Qiang placed the Ziyun Battle Knife across his chest and made a gesture of please.
The big battle was about to break out, and the cheers from the stands resounded in the sky.
"Okay! Brother Chen's sword skills are exquisite, which can be called wonderful, but today Lang Ming will definitely do his best, and there will be no reservations!"
Lang Ming, whose fighting spirit soared, changed his humble image and became wild and uninhibited.
"Buzz~!"
Lang Ming's long sword shook, and it was like a buzz, 'buzzing'.
The people in the stands were quiet at this time, and all the disciples polished their eyes, watching the duel on the stage with all their hearts, lest they miss a trace.
"Brush!"
In the blink of an eye, Lang Ming's whole person disappeared, only a ball of sword light swayed, and the brilliant sword was like a flying immortal outside the sky.
Chen Qiang was unmoved, the whole person was like a reef in the wind and waves, and a purple knife shadow came first, and immediately slashed out.
The second form of the Burning Sky Knife Technique - Winding Silk.
The knife is like a thin thread entangled, and the subtle blade is difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, Lang Ming misjudged Chen Qiang's current strength, and he didn't have time to change his moves, so he had to retreat quickly, and forcibly made a horizontal sword block on the way back.
"Bang~!"
Lang Ming's figure appeared, his clothes were shattered, a blood line appeared on his sturdy upper body, and red blood beads oozed out. Lang Ming's reaction was not unpleasant, but it was still not faster than Chen Qiang's Purple Cloud Knife, and he was grazed in the chest and abdomen by the Purple Cloud Knife.
"I lost! It turned out that Brother Chen had a pseudonym of Wen Chou and I had a fight, not only did I not do my best, but Brother Chen kept more of it. ā
Lang Ming's smile was a little bitter, and then his figure began to fade, and he was rumored out of the ring.
"Actually, I didn't have the slightest reservation about my sword technique at the beginning!"
Looking at Lang Ming's faded figure, Chen Qiang said silently in his heart. The reason why Lang Ming was defeated so quickly was because he misestimated his current strength, and after many days, his Burning Heaven Sword Technique had been completely stabilized in the second level.
On the battle platform, Chen Qiangxin's long figure stood in the wind, his angular face was indifferent, his eyes were as resolute as ever, and the Ziyun battle knife was not stained with a trace of dust.
Only the smooth and mirror-like table of the ring, with a few drops of red blood, told the danger of the battle just now.
In the martial arts arena, 100,000 disciples were silent, and there was a dead silence!
defeated the followers of His Royal Highness King Yu Qin Chengyu with one move, which gave everyone present a deep shock, and no one in the audience made a sound, and the needle drop could be heard.
Silence! Deathly silence!
The majestic-looking elder looked at Chen Qiang standing in the ring in disbelief, and his eyes showed undisguised shock!
Who is Lang Ming? Most of the people present only knew that Lang Ming was Qin Chengyu's follower, and they might think that Lang Ming was just a martial artist with good strength. But this elder knew that Lang Ming was Tianjiao, and in his time, it was enough to suppress the Tianjiao of an era.
But such a Tianjiao was defeated by a miscellaneous disciple, a player who had a bye all the way to the semi-finals, and was defeated in one move! Who would dare to believe this kind of thing, this kind of strength?
"The winner of the semi-finals is Chen Qiang!" It took a long time for the majestic-faced elder to come back to his senses and announce Chen Qiang's victory. Then, the elder said in a loud voice: "Congratulations, you have successfully entered the finals! The finals will be held tomorrow, I hope you will make persistent efforts and continue to create miracles! Use practical actions to tell the world that the truth of the crouching tiger and leopard in the deep mountains and the hidden unicorn in the fields tells the world that even miscellaneous servants should not be underestimated!"
The elder's words behind him were inspired by feelings, he looked down on Chen Qiang at the beginning, except for Chen Qiang's bye all the way to the promotion, how could it not be because of Chen Qiang's status as a miscellaneous servant.
The words of the majestic-faced elders ignited the atmosphere of the scene, and they were no longer a pool of stagnant water, and they all recovered from the shock.
"Miscellaneous servants? Could it be that this Tianjiao named Chen Qiang is just a miscellaneous servant?"
Miscellaneous Chen Qiang...... I remember, in the first competition, this name was the first to reach the top of the list, but then it fell, until it disappeared from the crystal screen, and I didn't pay attention to it anymore, I didn't expect him to really enter the top 100, and now, he quietly went all the way to the semifinals. ā
"This Chen Qiang looks very young, it looks like he is fifteen or sixteen years old at most. ā
"This Chen Qiang is a little strange, as if he appeared out of thin air!"
......
These disciples who watched the battle talked a lot, and the few deeds that Chen Qiang had done since he participated in the big competition were quickly revealed, and no one knew about the previous events.
Before Dabi, Chen Qiang really didn't have a name at all, and few people even knew his name, at most he was a passerby, and no one had the leisure to pay attention to the deeds of a passerby, and they couldn't turn it up if they wanted to.
"You say, is this Chen Qiang more powerful, or is His Royal Highness King Yu better?"
Involuntarily, many people compare Chen Qiang and Qin Chengyu together, among the disciples of Xingluo Academy's foundation building period, Qin Chengyu is the most popular, and Chen Qiang also became famous in a fight.
"It must be that His Royal Highness King Yu is superior, this Chen Qiang only defeated a follower of His Royal Highness King Yu, and Tianjiao who was defeated by His Royal Highness King Yu is countless!"
This is a disciple from the Great Qin Empire, and he will naturally support the pride of the Great Qin Empire.
"It's hard to say, I haven't fought, the result is really unpredictable! Qin Chengyu is indeed powerful, but Chen Qiang may not be weaker than him, that Lang Ming I know that he was also a proud figure before, but since following Qin Chengyu, his reputation has not been obvious. ā
This person directly called Qin Chengyu's name, and was not called 'His Royal Highness King Yu', he was not a fan of Qin Chengyu, and he even disliked Qin Chengyu to a certain extent.
......
At this time, Chen Qiang had already come down from the ring.
(Thanks to Ī ā°Cāāā for the tip again!)