Chapter 8: Shock
Ao Qingyu thought that he could beat this waste all over the ground without using his sword, but his idea had already vanished the moment he saw Ao Tian rushing towards him.
Because of the speed shown by Aotian, he was already a little frightened.
But before he could think about why Aotian's speed was so fast, Aotian's swift figure had already approached, and the long sword glowing with cold light was even faster than thunder, with a sharp sword light, slashing through the air.
Seeing this, Ao Qingyu was shocked in his heart, and without hesitation, he pulled out the sword on his waist and blocked it, and at the same time, his body moved to the side at great speed.
Next Second......
"Bang, bang!" a crackle of metal cracking sounded almost simultaneously with the sound of a sonic boom.
I saw that the moment the two long swords collided, the long sword in Aotian's hand actually broke in response.
But the long sword in Ao Qingyu's hand seemed to be trembling by a dark force, and his body was also shaken by a strong force and took a few steps back.
Seeing this strange scene in the ring, the onlookers couldn't help but be full of consternation, they didn't understand that it was Ao Tian who broke the long sword, but it was Ao Qingyu who was knocked out.
However, Ao Wuzhi and the others who were sitting on the high platform could see that in the confrontation between the two just now, Ao Tian actually had the absolute upper hand, and the magic power he used was something they had never seen before.
"What's the matter, why is Aotian so strong all of a sudden!" Aowuzhi's eyes widened in surprise, looking at Aotian in the ring in disbelief.
Several of the other elders were also dumbfounded, their faces full of incredulity.
And Ao Wuyuan, who had no hope for Aotian, sat up straight suddenly, his eyes widened, and he looked at Aotian in the ring in the same surprise.
But there was a hint of excitement and joy in the surprise on his face.
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In the ring, Ao Tian glanced at the broken sword in his hand in shock, and then looked at the cold long sword in Ao Qingyu's hand, and couldn't help frowning, secretly guessing that the other party's hand should be a sword.
Although he had never seen a sword with his own eyes, he knew that there was probably only one weapon that could easily cut off his long sword, and that was the sword forged by the swordsmith.
However, the sword is an extremely precious weapon, and in the Ao family, only the old family master and a few elders have it, how can this Ao Qingyu have a sword in his hand?
"It seems that the Great Elder gave it to him!" Aotian thought about it for a while, and then understood, "The Great Elder really loves his grandson, but I'm afraid this sword has no place today!"
Thinking like this in his heart, Aotian frowned slightly, casually threw the broken long sword aside, his body sank, and the triple "galloping" connotation was running in his body again.
At this time, Ao Qingyu, who had stabilized his figure, had become extremely ugly, and his heart was like a stormy sea, and he could no longer be calm.
In the confrontation just now, he knew better than anyone else how powerful Aotian's sword was.
If it weren't for the sword given by his father in his hand, I'm afraid that the power of the sword just now would be enough to shake the long sword in his hand away, and even the right hand holding the sword would be shocked unconscious.
"He, why is he so powerful all of a sudden, what kind of martial arts did he use just now!" Ao Qingyu exclaimed in his heart, and his left hand involuntarily held the right hand that was a little numb, and his eyes looking at Ao Tian also showed a hint of jealousy.
Today's Aotian seems to have completely changed as if he is a person, not only his eyes are full of confidence, but even the momentum of his whole body has become quite powerful.
In a trance, Ao Qingyu remembered the scene of meeting Aotian at the door of the material hall that day, as well as what Aotian said. At that time, he felt that Aotian was a little different, but he didn't see the difference.
At this time, he finally understood that since then, Aotian has had an extra self-confidence, and it is still the confidence that no one can shake.
"Has he really become stronger? But how is it possible, half a year ago he was still a waste who was beaten all over his body by Ao Qingxue, how could he become so powerful all of a sudden, impossible, absolutely impossible!" Ao Qingyu couldn't accept this fact in his heart, and he didn't want to accept this fact.
Suddenly, Ao Tian in front of him rushed over again, Ao Qingyu's pupils shrank, and he hurriedly ran his inner connotation, holding the sword in both hands, and lay it in front of him.
But just when he saw the opportunity and was about to make a move, he felt that a flower in front of him, and the originally approaching Aotian disappeared from his field of vision.
"Not good!" Ao Qingyu's heart sank, and his eyes tried his best to catch Aotian's figure.
But when he saw Aotian again, he was shocked to find that Aotian's flying foot had kicked hard in his left ribs.
"Get down!" Ao Tian shouted, as if he had condensed all the grievances of the past ten years, and kicked Ao Qingyu out of the air.
Quiescence!
At this moment, the audience was silent!
The scene in front of them was beyond their imagination.
Ao Qingyu, who was recognized as the champion's choice, was kicked out of the sky by Aotian without any way to fight back. This kind of heart-shaking visual impact made their brains fall into a brief blank state, and everyone could only watch in amazement as Ao Qingyu crossed a parabola in the air, and then fell heavily under the ring.
"How is it possible!" On the high platform in the distance, Ao Wuzhi jumped up from the chair with trembling eyes, looking at Ao Qingyu who fell under the ring.
"How can this kid's speed be so terrifying? Could it be that he has already reached the level of a martial artist? Impossible, half a year ago he was still a fourth-level qi practitioner, in just half a year, how could he step into the realm of a martial artist at once, impossible, absolutely impossible!"
In fact, the astonishing speed that Aotian burst out just now, although it was no longer possible to capture it in Ao Qingyu's eyes, but in the eyes of Ao Wuzhi, who had reached the realm of the upper martial spirit, he could see it very clearly.
But despite this, the speed shown by Aotian had already shocked his heart.
"Hahaha, this stinky boy of Aotian has really become stronger, it seems that this kid's talent has really been shown, okay, okay!" Ao Wuyuan on the side stood up excitedly, applauding with ecstasy on his face, and laughed loudly.
Although he couldn't understand how Aotian suddenly became so strong.
But at least one thing he was sure of was that his friend hadn't looked away, and that he had been doing the right thing for ten years.
"Why is Tian'er so powerful......" Ao Changfeng also looked at the Ao Tian in the ring, as if he had been reborn, and his heart was both surprised and shocked.
Although he knew that Dao Aotian had cultivated even harder after the Ice Heart Sect selection competition, in just half a year, his strength had suddenly increased so much, and no one would be able to believe this fact.
At this moment, Ao Changfeng felt like a dream in his heart, and everything in front of him seemed to be unexplainable by common sense.
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At this moment, all the onlookers around the ring were also full of shock, and the frightened eyes stared at the tall and confident figure on the stage for a long time.
Now they can no longer associate this figure with the embarrassed young man who was beaten all over his body by Ao Qingxue half a year ago.
And many people are thinking, if the selection competition of the Ice Heart Sect is postponed for another half a year or a year, what will be the result of the competition between Ao Tian and Ao Qingxue, and will Ao Qingxue still say that kind of ruthless and hurtful words?
"He, is he really Aotian?"
"Why is he so powerful all of a sudden, is he, he can't be reborn from the fire?"
"It's too strong, it's really too strong!"
"Didn't you say that this kid is a cultivation waste, how can he be so powerful?"
"I don't know what to do!"
"It's incredible!" Around the ring, after a short silence, there was an unprecedented burst of discussion, and all kinds of voices converged to form a wave of voices that could not be calmed down for a long time.
But these discussions are also mixed with some cheers and cheers.
"Qingxue, this girl, alas-" In the crowd, Ao Qingxue's father, Ao Yuanshan, looked at the confident figure in the stands with regret and sighed secretly.
At this time, he had to believe that Aotian might really be a genius as the patriarch's friend said, and his talent was finally revealed.
Thinking that it only took half a year for Aotian to improve his strength and cultivation so much, this terrifying talent made him feel shocked and at the same time, he also welled up with a trace of remorse.
He regretted that he didn't continue to believe in the words of the old patriarch in the first place, believing that this Aotian would definitely become a cultivation wizard in the future; he regretted that he wanted to completely deny Aotian in front of his daughter, which made his daughter resist and despise Aotian, which led to the incident of regretting his marriage in public that day; he regretted that not only did he not speak out to stop him that day, but let his daughter make that ridiculous decision.
But there is no regret medicine in this world, and once you make the wrong choice, some things can never be undone.
In the ring, after Aotian showed a happy smile to Ao Changfeng in the audience, he waved his hand to his eldest uncle and second uncle's brothers and sisters.
After that, he turned to the referee who was also in shock and arched his hand, then picked up the broken sword on the side and walked down the ring.
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