Chapter 4 Encountering the Enemy
The warm sunlight gently spreads on the calm and waveless surface of the lake, reflecting the glimmer of crystal.
Boom! The surface of the lake gently rippled.
Liu Ruoli and Ling Chen's figures moved rapidly on the surface of the lake, and the monstrous sword qi dispersed towards the lake with circles and ripples.
"Ling Chen, the point of the second realm of this set of swordsmanship is fast, so the name of the second realm is streamer. If you want to reach the second realm, then you have to feel the trajectory of the sword with your heart and strengthen the control of the sword qi, so that you can make the sword in your hand as fast as a light mark and walk like flowing water. While explaining the true meaning of the streamer to Ling Chen, Liu Ruoli lightly stepped on the surface of the lake and brandished the silver sword in her hand to attack Ling Chen.
Ling Chen carefully recalled what Liu Ruoli said, his spiritual power wrapped the soles of his feet, and he quickly ran on the surface of the lake to avoid Liu Ruoli's attack.
The next moment, Ling Chen's eyes flashed with a hint of joy, and the abundant spiritual power was slowly injected into the black sword in his hand, and the spiritual power that poured into the black sword was like a stream between stones, gurgling and trickling.
It's time! A ray of essence light surged up Ling Chen's pitch-black pupils, and he paused at his feet, raised his right hand, and slashed at Liu Ruoli, who was attacking him, and there were wisps of silver-white sword qi on the black sword that were gently entangled, and his movements were like flowing water.
Seeing this, Liu Ruoli smiled, Haobai's wrist turned slightly, the faint light flickered, and the silver-white long sword suddenly disappeared, and the next moment, it appeared on the edge of the sharp blade of the black sword, and sparks shot out.
It was just this brief moment, Ling Chen felt that his swordsmanship still hadn't broken through to the second realm, feeling the faint separation, feeling that there was still something missing, but he couldn't think of anything missing.
When Ling Chen was thinking for a short time, Liu Ruoli shook her wrist again, the silver sword disappeared again, the fluorescent light flew, the sharp tip of the silver sword appeared an inch away from Ling Chen's chest, the corners of Liu Ruoli's mouth gently set off a trace of arc, that smile was overwhelming, with the elegance of Qinglian, and the amazement of roses, which made people's hearts move.
"Ling Chen, you lost, but you have mastered the control of sword qi, and you have made great progress. Liu Ruoli's ethereal voice was as soft and soft as a voice from afar, and it came to Ling Chen's ears like a wind chime, waking up Ling Chen, who was looking at Liu Ruoli in a daze.
"Ahem, forehead. I don't think this progress is enough, and it's not enough to recover what was lost. Ling Chen lowered his head and said softly.
Liu Ruoli looked at Ling Chen's face and smiled softly, her eyes gradually becoming misty, as if she was thinking about something.
"That's right, Ruoli. When will the tryouts end, we don't seem to have received any Holy Spirit. Ling Chen raised his head suddenly, looked at Liu Ruoli's blurred contact lenses, and asked in a low voice.
Liu Ruoli's blurred gaze met Ling Chen's dark pupils, and suddenly woke up, a touch of crimson surged up on his delicate face, his eyes gently looked down, avoiding Ling Chen's puzzled gaze, and said in a low voice: "The duration of the selection competition is seven days, and today is the third day. Why don't you even know this?"
"I used to be decadent and didn't care about these things. Ling Chen touched his nose embarrassedly.
Rumble!
After speaking, a scorching spiritual power swept out of Ling Chen's body, and with a wave of his sword, the surging sword qi roared in one direction against the surface of the lake, and at a distance of about twenty meters from the lake shore, it suddenly burst open, and wisps of thin sword qi cut mercilessly towards the bottom of the lake.
Bang! A figure swept out from the bottom of the lake, and cyan spiritual power protected him. Whoosh! A wisp of sword qi flew quickly towards the figure's head.
The next moment, a ghostly light flew out from the spirit finger on the finger of the figure, resisting the sharp sword qi. The spirit ring suddenly exploded and turned into a spiritual light, enveloping the figure, and the space around the spiritual light was slightly distorted, and the figure was teleported out.
The spirit ring in Ling Chen's hand made a crisp sound, and the number on the spirit ring began to change rapidly, finally from ten to nineteen thousand seven hundred and sixty, and the number below the column representing the Holy Spirit also began to change, from thirty-two hundred and twenty-four thousand and seventy to two hundred and fifty-six thousand nine hundred and ninety-two.
Looking at the spirit ring on his middle finger, the corners of Ling Chen's mouth lifted a slight arc, and he said to Liu Ruoli beside him: "It seems that this time it fell into a big fish." Let's go, Ruoli, the shuffle is over, and now those who remain are big fish, and we should also go and rob other people's Holy Spirit, the five major academies are still waiting for us. ”
"When did you become so bad?" Liu Ruoli covered her mouth and chuckled.
"Alas, there is no way, who asked you to enlighten me the day before yesterday, I don't want to work hard, otherwise how can I protect the things around me that I cherish, how can I recover the lost glory?" Ling Chen made an expression that there was no way to be so good, and said in a very casual tone, but Liu Ruoli could still feel that Ling Chen was serious about this matter.
Liu Ruoli looked at Ling Chen walking towards the shore of the lake, shaking his head and waving his hands to show his helpless figure, smiled softly, and thought: Has he finally come out of his sadness?
Rumble!
A loud bang spread throughout the woods, like a beast roaring in a low voice, murderous.
Ling Chen and Liu Ruoli were surrounded by twenty people in the center, Ling Chen put one hand around Liu Ruoli's waist to prevent Liu Ruoli, who was weak all over, from falling, while the other hand held the black sword, and the slender black sword was wrapped with Ling Yan's sword qi.
A thin figure walked up to a red-clothed girl with an injury, and said respectfully: "Sister Hong, those two people are a bit powerful, but the scattered spirit seal you just cast successfully made that powerful chick weak, and she doesn't have any combat power for the time being, and only that hairy boy of the third order of the Dou Spirit Realm is left." ”
The girl in red flicked her long red hair, her delicate face was full of charm, and her gestures were so bewitching, that all the men present except Ling Chen swallowed their saliva.
"Well, that girl's strength is stronger than mine, but now there is no danger in the slightest, whoever solves the two of them first, I will reward him with a Gathering Spirit Pill. The girl in red pouted her ruddy little mouth and said casually.
After listening to what the girl in red said, everyone present rushed towards Ling Chen and Liu Ruoli in the next moment, and the spiritual power in their bodies was unreserved, and all kinds of spiritual skills blasted towards Ling Chen and Liu Ruoli.
Looking at the spiritual skills flying from the sky, a touch of coldness poured out from the depths of his eyes, Ling Chen hugged Liu Ruoli in his arms tightly, his right wrist trembled slightly, and the sword qi was churning, rushing towards those spiritual skills with a monstrous murderous aura, and they collided fiercely in the air!
A vicious battle has begun!