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No matter who saw the scene just now, and then saw the calm Jiang Ling, they couldn't help but be surprised.

Strange steps, before the challenger came back to his senses, Jiang Ling quickly moved behind the opponent, raised his foot, and kicked the opponent out of the ring with a single fly.

The iron heads, black hammers, butchers, and scholars on the next table all cast their eyes on them, their expressions were ugly, and no one thought that Jiang Ling would kick a promoted gold group player out of the ring so quickly.

"The next challenger, please come to the stage. ”

Elder Niu Li calmly felt surprised, raised his voice and roared, urging the next challenger to come to the stage.

The second swordsmith who challenged Jiang Ling was still shocked by the scene just now, and did not come back to his senses.

"The next challenger, please come to the stage. Niu Li shouted again with some impatience.

The irritable voice finally woke up the second challenger, and a strong man with a full face jumped on the stage, losing three points in momentum before he could make a move.

"You're fast, but I'll beat you. ”

The pock-faced strong man's sharp eyes looked at Jiang Ling again and again, always wary of the other party's sudden rush to his back as divine as just now.

Jiang Ling glanced at the other party, his eyes showed a trace of doubt, and he thought: "This person seems to be only the seventh level of the human spirit realm, but it gives people a feeling that should not be underestimated, he must be the first among the fifteen people in the promotion." ”

"Let's make a move!" Jiang Ling was ready to deal with it and said lightly.

The pock-faced strong man quickly calmed down, pulled out the soft sword on his back, his eyes were full of murderous aura, slowly raised his arm, flattened the sword on his chest, and poured a stream of spiritual energy into it and hit Jiang Ling directly.

Those who come are not good, and those who are good do not come!

Jiang Ling still wanted to repeat the old trick, but when he saw a soft blade hidden in the waist of the strong man with a hemp face, he immediately dispelled the idea of using the ghost shadow to sneak attack the other party.

The other party comes prepared, but they will not easily give their backs to the other party.

"Good fellow, there's a trick in your face. ”

Jiang Ling pulled out the bloodthirsty nether sword, and a murderous aura also appeared in his eyes, he quickly took a few steps back, temporarily avoiding the soft sword of the pock-faced strong man, and snorted coldly: "Since Your Excellency is here to fight in the ring, put away the soft weapon hidden." ”

The pock-faced man's face instantly stiffened, and his expression was stunned, as if he was wondering that this young man who looked like he was only sixteen years old could still maintain such a calm demeanor in the face of the soft sword that was flying quickly, and his calm words seemed to be strange, and it seemed strange how this young boy could have such a keen gaze, and at a glance he could see that he was prepared, and at a glance, he could see that under the clothes around his waist, there was a soft weapon that was not easy to use.

The pock-faced strong man swung his soft sword one after another to launch a powerful onslaught, trying to make the opponent have no room or time to counterattack, and he also hoped to give the boy a thunderbolt immediately.

For him, as long as he defeats a teenager with a high voice, he can directly advance.

His mind turned quickly and he smiled: "You are very strong, but I am not weak either." ”

Jiang Ling didn't doubt the words of the pock-faced strong man at all, if it wasn't for a person who had been killed for a long time, it would be impossible for him to hide a killing weapon, and he would kill people when he made a move.

"Come on, I'll convince you of the loss. Jiang Ling is ready to take the move, the opponent is attacking fiercely, and the best response is to defend, avoid the edge, and then wait for the opportunity to attack.

"Ten steps of soft silk sword. ”

The strong man with a hemp face led the sword through it, only a silver light was seen in the sun, and through the table not far away, the strong man with a hemp face took ten steps forward, his steps became heavier and heavier, and the table exploded violently, and the sword qi released by the soft silk sword doubled sharply after the tenth step of the strong man.

Jiang Ling secretly cheered, this soft silk sword of a strong man with a hemp face is indeed incredibly fast.

His ghost shadow moved slightly, and the tip of the bloodthirsty Netherworld Sword followed the opponent's soft silk sword, a blood light, a silver light, and each drew half a circle.

The pock-faced strong man suddenly smiled at the corner of his mouth, and rose up, and a silver light rose with it.

Jiang Ling took a step back quickly, the tip of his sword was raised, and he slashed in the air.

"The first style of Haiyuan swordsmanship, splitting the sword. ”

The three bloodthirsty nether swords with red light split the opponent's sword qi, and with the second form of the Haiyuan Sword Technique like lightning, they slashed the sword, like an ice needle falling in the air, attacking the opponent sharply.

"Bang!"

The strong man with the hemp face also wanted to raise the soft silk sword to resist, but Haiyuan's swordsmanship was too mysterious, and the slashing and slashing swords, which just looked very ordinary, contained immeasurable power.

The soft sword was shocked on the spot, and the strong man with a hemp face was also shocked a few meters, lying on the ground and panting for breath.

"What a great swordsmanship. The pock-faced strong man exclaimed unwillingly.

Jiang Ling snorted coldly: "You are not convinced, come again." ”

He was also shocked by the swordsmanship of the mascular-faced strong man, and was forced out to use the Haiyuan swordsmanship.

The audience applauded, deeply shocked by Jiang Ling's suspenseful swordsmanship.

Sure enough, the pock-faced strong man was not convinced, and once again picked up the soft sword and stabbed through the air, this time, not only to defeat the other party, but also with the determination to kill.

No one had embarrassed him so much yet, and the teenager on the other side was the first.

Jiang Ling had long expected that the strong man walking in the shadow of the blade and sword would not attack and would definitely have murderous intent, and he had already prepared countermeasures.

The pock-faced strong man pretended to attack Jiang Ling's chest, but in fact, his left hand secretly held the soft knife hidden in his waist, ready to take advantage of the fact that the opponent had no time to take care of the soft sword attack, and pulled out the soft knife on his waist and stabbed the opponent to kill him.

The soft sword quickly pointed at Jiang Ling's chest, and at the moment when Jiang Ling raised the bloodthirsty Nether Sword in his right hand to resist, the pock-faced strong man suddenly injected his power into his left hand, and pulled out the soft knife and went straight to Jiang Ling's heart.

The audience was shocked by this scene.

Princess Ling Yao's face turned pale with fright, and she couldn't help but stand up and shouted, "Lin Jiang, be careful." ”

The four elders were even more caught off guard, and immediately decided that the strong man with a strong face was a rebel who had infiltrated the Martial God Temple to cause sabotage, but the form was urgent, and they couldn't stop the strong man at all.

Elder Xuanfeng's squinted eyes widened for the first time, praying that danger would not befall Jiang Ling.

"Die!"

The pock-faced strong man was fierce, his disguised expression changed completely, and his vicious side was revealed.

Jiang Ling's pupils emitted light, and he quickly changed the bloodthirsty Nether Sword to his left hand, and quickly mobilized the aura of the spirit bone of his left arm, blocking the soft knife twice as fast as usual.

The pock-faced strong man's eyes trembled, he lost his mind, and said in surprise: "You actually hid your breath, Zuo Linggu, what an Earth Spirit Mirror Spiritual Cultivator, I took it." ”

Jiang Ling's heart changed, his killing intent suddenly rose, and he took advantage of the situation to use the third type of stabbing sword of the Haiyuan Sword Technique, and the sharp blade was like stabbing the fat on the cutting board, and the left hand of the strong man with a single blow was pierced.

If it weren't for the stipulation that winning three games in a row would have been carried out with a one-on-three match, Jiang Ling would have stabbed the pock-faced strong man to death with a sword.

The pock-faced strong man's left hand was scrapped, and the soft knife fell to the ground, so he had no way to quibble, so he was captured by Elder Xuanfeng who rushed over.

Elder Niu Li also arrived, grabbed the collar of the pock-faced man, and let out a furious roar: "I almost disrupted the competition with rebels like you. ”

Elder Xuanfeng sealed the acupuncture points of the strong-faced man, searched for a pirate token, and immediately said angrily: "You pirates are too rampant, you actually want to destroy the martial arts competition of the Martial God Academy. ”

Princess Ling Yao saw Jiang Ling's witty counterattack, and only then did she regain her dignified countenance, and she breathed a sigh of relief, and was even more convinced that she had made the right bet.

King Yue, King Wu, and King Zheng stood up one after another, looking angry, and ordered the law enforcement team to put the pock-faced strong man in prison and behead him on a certain day.

The iron head, black hammer, butcher, and scholar next door also defeated the first challenger one after another, and they all set their sights on Jiang Ling's venue.

They only heard a shout from the audience, all shouting that Lin Jiang was mighty, destroyed the pirates, and Lin Jiang won the championship, but they didn't know what was happening.

Black Hammer was secretly angry: "Hugh should be proud, who the champion is has not yet decided." ”

Tietou was also faintly worried, and whispered: "Brother Lin Jiang actually hid his strength and fooled me. ”

The butcher stood in the ring stupidly with a weapon similar to a pig-killing knife and looked at the scholar with a long pen sword, but he didn't expect a sixteen-year-old boy to easily defeat the first place in the gold group.

"This boy is not simple, and we must not be underestimated. ”

The Iron Head, the Black Hammer, the Butcher, and the Scholar all agreed on the same opinion.

After dealing with the matter of the strong man with a hemp face, Elder Niu Li breathed a sigh of relief, stared at Jiang Ling with a full of approval, and said kindly: "Little brother Lin Jiang, because the swordsmith who challenged you was arrested by the Ma Mian Pirate, you are not allowed to continue to compete, you only need to defeat one more, and you don't need to fight one against three to advance directly." ”

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the iron head, the black hammer, the butcher, and the scholar all turned blue, Jiang Ling didn't need to compete with one enemy and three enemies, so he could save a lot of physical strength, which was not good news for the four people who were also competitors.

The four of them looked at each other helplessly and continued to play their respective rings, and they must ensure that they win the challenge with the greatest possible physical savings.

Jiang Ling smiled, and said kindly to the third challenger, "Come on! I'm ready." ”

The third challenger saw that the first two were easily defeated, his heart beat fast, and before he could fight, he shouted: "I abstain!

Elder Niu Li glared at the challengers who abstained with disdain, and said, "Since all three challengers in Lin Jiang's group were defeated, one of them is not allowed to participate again, Lin Jiang will advance directly, please prepare for the last team competition." ”

"Lin Jiang will win, Lin Jiang will win the championship. ”

Jiang Ling's direct promotion attracted the vast majority of people at once, and the voices of shouting him to win the championship were endless.

Jiang Ling retreated to the rest table and quietly watched the other people's games, and when he saw that the sword idiot was about to challenge the black hammer, he couldn't help but feel nervous and worried.

"I hope that Brother Sword Idiot will challenge me, and I can be merciful, alas, this is not good, Brother Sword Idiot will fight against the murderous black hammer, and there will be more than one luck. ”