"Ling Xiao, why did you suddenly become a monk at the peak of the middle stage of the Condensate Realm?"

It's no wonder that Gao Ming was surprised, because just a moment ago, Ling Xiao's cultivation was still at the peak of the early stage of the Condensation Realm, but just a moment later, he suddenly broke through two small ranks and became a monk at the peak of the middle stage of the Condensate Realm.

"It's nothing, it's just a practice of hiding the aura, if you're interested, I can teach it to you. ”

In terms of attack and defense, the "Breath Gathering Technique" actually has no effect, so Ling Xiao has nothing to hide.

"Well, forget it, with my strength, what's the use of hiding my cultivation. ”

Gao Ming smiled bitterly when he heard this, he only had the strength of the early stage of the Condensation Realm, did he still want to hide himself as a monk of the Inner Qi Realm? What a shame.

Ling Xiao smiled noncommittally and didn't say anything more.

After the first game of the sixth round, there was one less person who maintained a total victory record, but after three consecutive games, none of the top ten disciples of the inner sect met each other.

In the fourth game of the sixth round, it was another heavyweight competition, Miao Chong, who was fifth in the inner door, against the dark horse Ling Jianyi.

But compared to the last battle between Ling Xiao and Chu Zhen, this one has lost a lot of color, after all, Ling Xiao's strength explosion is really amazing, and it directly made him surpass Ling Jianyi and become the number one dark horse in this inner disciple competition.

"Senior Brother Miao, let's make a move, after defeating you, I will challenge another person. ”

Ling Jianyi always seemed to be so full of fighting spirit, even if Ling Xiao defeated Chu Zhen with overwhelming strength, he still had the determination to fight Ling Xiao.

Miao Chong raised his eyebrows and nodded calmly: "Okay." ”

"Fulong style!"

Miao Chong's blade is an eyebrow-level iron rod, and his moves are wide open and closed, and he himself is also a very calm person, and his personality and martial arts are very compatible.

Miao Chong swept it down with a stick, and the surging energy directly pressed the ground of the competition platform into an explosion, and countless cracks appeared on the ground.

"Good time!"

Ling Jianyi's fighting intent was very strong, the essence in his eyes burst out, and the glass sword in his hand instantly stabbed out, as fast as a silver thread, and the sword light was very fine.

"Everywhere!"

There was a fine buzzing sound in the air, Miao Chong's face was solemn, he knew that this Ling Jianyi was also a master of making double swords, and to some extent, the danger of this person was still above Chu Zhen, not that Ling Jianyi's strength was necessarily stronger than Chu Zhen, but the swordsmanship styles of the two were very different, and compared to Chu Jianyi's head-on battle, it made Jian Yi's son-mother serial sword even more difficult to guard.

"Haha, you can't hide. ”

Ling Jian followed the sword, and the sword light kept circling around Miao Chong's body, like a jumping lightning, waiting for an opportunity to move.

Sonor!

For the first sword, Miao Chong's iron rod was blocked, causing Jian Yi's sword blade to deflect.

"Give it to me!"

At the moment when the two fought, Ling Jianyi flicked his left hand, and a black sword light as thick as a hair pierced the air, cutting off a few strands of Miao Chong's hair, and then pulled back.

"In the fourth game of the sixth round, Ling Jian won. ”

The referee elder glanced at Miao Chong, shook his head, and announced the result.

In this Inner Disciple Competition, these two dark horses seem to have a tendency to go black to the end, and they have defeated several top ten disciples of the Inner Sect in a row, and even the fifth and sixth in the last session are not their opponents.

This hasn't happened for several years.

"This style of fighting is really tough for opponents. ”

Under the stage, Qi Ying, He Yingdie and the others all frowned slightly, Ling Jianyi's fighting style was actually more like an assassin, the sub-sword and the mother sword were combined, and until now, no one seemed to have seen clearly how he used the second sword in an instant.

"If you can't stop his second sword, then there is only one way to die or lose. ”

Ling Jian jumped off the competition platform and looked at Ling Xiao with burning eyes.

"Brother Ling, I'm not Chu Chen's style of sword cultivation, my 'Shadowless Sword', do you have the confidence to stop it?"

Ling Jian laughed, with a strong fighting spirit.

"Hehe, why do you have to block it. ”

Ling Xiao glanced at Ling Jianyi and smiled faintly, in fact, against an opponent of Ling Jianyi's style, as long as he found the right way, it would not be invincible. Ling Jianyi's son-mother serial sword spelled a quick word, which caught people off guard. He'll be able to hit it with one hit.

But as long as you are faster and more ruthless than he draws his sword. How did he have time to use his second sword?

"Really?"

Ling Jian raised his eyebrows and frowned, "Then I'll wait for Brother Ling to come and teach me." ”

The ten matches in the sixth round ended quickly, and until now, only the last six people still hold the winning streak, namely Wang Baifeng, You Aoxiao, Yue Haoyi, Qi Ying, Ling Xiao and Ling Jianyi.

Until now. There are already six of the top ten disciples of the inner gate of the previous session who have been squeezed below by Ling Xiao and Ling Jianyi, and this year's top ten disciples of the inner door are destined to have two people out.

"There are still four rounds left, before the tenth round. It should be decided that the final opponent will be decided. ”

As soon as he thought of this, all the disciples in the martial arts square became excited, and the next four rounds of the competition were definitely the top priority of this inner disciple competition.

"The first game of the seventh round. Wang Baifeng to Yue Haoyi. ”

Rumble!

The words of the referee elder were like a bombshell, which led everyone below to boil, and they didn't expect it to be the first game of the seventh round, but it was actually the first and third duel of the last session.

"The duel between Senior Brother Wang Baifeng and Senior Brother Yue Haoyi is really exciting. Among our inner disciples. It has always been rumored that the strength of the two of them is actually comparable, but this time, it should be able to see what happens. ”

"Yue Haoyi, I know that your strength is actually very strong, but in front of me, I advise you not to hide any strength. ”

Wang Baifeng and Yue Hao stood on the competition platform, Wang Baifeng shook the spear in his hand, and said lightly.

Yue Hao smiled slightly: "Don't worry, in fact, I also want to see, after a year, how strong your marksmanship is, I believe that in the previous competition, you may not even use fifty percent of your strength, right?"

"Aren't you the same?"

"What, in the previous competition, they didn't even use fifty percent of their strength, but their opponents are not weak, and several of them are the top ten disciples of the inner sect in the previous session. ”

Among the disciples below, they were suddenly shocked, and they couldn't imagine that they were also the top ten disciples of the inner sect, such as Chen Zhan, and they couldn't even force fifty percent of the strength of these two people.

"The gap is too big, that's a fact. ”

Some people shook their heads and sighed, but Chen Zhan's face was quite unsightly.

"No more nonsense, let's do it. ”

Wang Baifeng has never been a mother-in-law, and suddenly, he launched an offensive and swept with one shot, bringing a golden whirlwind.

The strength of the qi is like the edge of a sword, and the inner disciples who are closer are like being pointed at their bodies with countless spears at the same time, and their skin hurts.

"The artistic conception of gold, but it is only half of the fire, it seems that Wang Baifeng has not moved the real character. ”

You Aoxiao stood under the stage with his arms crossed, it was necessary for him to take a closer look at this competition, because Wang Baifeng and Yue Haoyi's strength was really strong, and they had the qualifications to be valued by him.

"Fan Dance Peach Blossom!"

Yue Hao's face was solemn, and he suddenly folded the fan and shook it gently, and at the same time, his footwork changed continuously, his body was extremely beautiful, and the energy he swung out condensed into pieces of pink peach blossoms in mid-air.

"What a wonderful move. ”

"Senior Brother Yue Haoyi is simply too handsome. ”

Many of the female disciples below were dazzled and fascinated.

"Nymphomaniac. ”

There are also male disciples who sneer, Yue Haoyi's senior brother is strong in strength, what does it have to do with whether the moves are beautiful or not.

"Your artistic conception of wood should have comprehended the fire, Yue Haoyi, I advise you to go all out now, otherwise you won't have a chance. ”

"Hehe, you deal with my trick first. ”

Yue Hao's expression was awe-inspiring, and a fan was swung out, and in an instant, all the petals formed a whirlwind, trapping Wang Baifeng inside.

"Hey!"

Yue Hao snorted coldly one by one, and all the petals swirled, exuding the aura of broken gold and cracking stones, and struck towards Wang Baifeng in the center.

"Insect carving skills. ”

Wang Baifeng's face did not change, and suddenly he held the barrel of the gun in his hand and swept around in the air.

Bang bang!

The spear not only crushed all the petals, but even shot out a golden spear, stabbing Yue Haoyi's fan.

Sonor!

Yue Hao hurriedly blocked horizontally, but his figure couldn't stop retreating seven or eight steps in a row, and he snorted.

"As I said, if you don't give it your all, you don't really have a chance. ”

Wang Baifeng forced Yue Haoyi back with one shot. did not rush to attack again, but stood in place with his spear up, and glanced at Yue Hao lightly.

Yue Hao's face was solemn: "It seems that this year." Your marksmanship has improved by leaps and bounds. ”

After finishing speaking, Yue Haoyi suddenly took a deep breath.

"Seven Stars Crossing the Moon!"

This trick. Yue Haoyi was ready to go all out, because Wang Baifeng's spear skills were really terrifying, and it was also a half-fired artistic conception attack, but his own attack could be easily broken by the other party, and even more so he could counterattack back.

"Go!"

The iron fan connected seven times in the air, and seven meteor-like qi rays staggered out, instantly sealing all of Wang Baifeng's retreats.

But at this time. Wang Baifeng shook his head.

"You've disappointed me so much, after a year, I can't imagine that your moves are still the same. ”

This trick, he has not seen before. In last year's ranking match, Yue Haoyi once used this killer move.

"Broken!"

Wang Baifeng swiped a shot, and in an instant, countless spears were stabbed, and the artistic conception of gold in the spears was integrated into the half-fire, and the power was greatly increased.

Bang bang!

After seven explosions in a row. Yue Haoyi's attack was completely disintegrated, Wang Baifeng's eyes narrowed, and a shot was aimed directly at Yue Haoyi's chest.

Yue Hao smiled bitterly for a moment, he couldn't imagine that a year later, the gap between him and Wang Baifeng was already so big. With all his strength, he couldn't force out the full strength of the other party.

"I throw in the towel. ”

Before the tip of the gun stabbed, Yue Hao smiled bitterly and announced that he would admit defeat.

"In the first game of the seventh round, Wang Baifeng won. ”

The referee elder nodded, and seemed to be very satisfied with Wang Baifeng's strength, and he also looked good at him.

"This Wang Baifeng is really getting more and more terrifying. ”

Qi Ying suddenly felt that she still knew a few points about Yue Haoyi's strength, and she was absolutely not very sure about him, but she didn't expect that even he would not be able to bring too much pressure to Wang Baifeng.

"Wang Baifeng's opponent can only be me, so you don't need to worry too much. ”

You Aoxiao is as arrogant as ever, it seems that this inner disciple competition is prepared for him and Wang Baifeng, and the final inner door first may be born between the two of them.

After the first game of the seventh round, there was no competition worth paying attention to in the next seven consecutive games, but in this round, it seems that everyone played a real fire, and for the final point ranking, everyone broke out with unprecedented strength, so the fight was quite intense.

In the ninth game of the seventh round, Ling Xiao faced Ling Jianyi.

"The duel of sword cultivation, this one is interesting. ”

"Ling Jianyi's swordsmanship is very strange, the son and mother are serial swords, this kind of blade is rare in the first prison, and Ling Jianyi's swordsmanship is extremely high, I'm afraid it's not easy to say who wins and who loses in this scene. ”

"Dealing with Ling Jianyi, even if he is stronger than him, he probably doesn't dare to say that he will win, after all, his "Shadowless Sword" is too difficult to prevent, and if he is not careful, he will catch a flaw, and one move will be fatal. ”

On the competition platform, Ling Jian laughed and pulled a sword flower.

"Our competition will end soon. ”

"Yes, it will be soon. ”

Ling Xiao nodded, Ling Jianyi's style of sword cultivation was not good at fighting protracted battles, and a lethal blow was his style.

"Without further ado, come on!

Ling Jianyi's body technique was also extremely skillful, and in a flickering moment, he had already stepped forward, and a sword slashed obliquely, stabbing Ling Xiao's throat from a strange angle.

"Do you want to do it again?"

The corners of Ling Xiao's mouth hooked, and he quickly moved with a faster body, and swept out with a sword.

"Phantom Sword Style!"

Dealing with an opponent like Ling Jianyi, if Ling Xiao didn't want to expose all his strength, then he could only completely suppress him in terms of speed, whether it was the speed of his body or the speed of his sword, he would be faster than him.

Snort!

This move "Phantom Sword Style" is only mediocre in power, but the swordsmanship is erratic, elusive, and has the meaning of surprise and unpreparedness.

"Hmph, you also underestimate me, do you think that I won't be able to use the second sword in this way?

After Ling Jian sneered, he grabbed the hilt of the sword with both hands, took a step back, and then raised his left foot.

"Shadow Legs!"

This leg is like a stroke of genius, no one thought that a sword cultivator who pays attention to a fatal blow would suddenly use a leg method, and looking at the situation, it seems that the leg method is still very clever.

This leg directly attacked Ling Xiao's lower plate, in order to force him to retreat, so that his swordsmanship could not threaten Ling Jianyi to use the second sword move.

"Is that what you're going to do?"

Ling Xiao smiled slightly, also raised a kick, and kicked out.

"Something is wrong, he dares to fight with me?"

Ling Jianyi's heart suddenly sank, he had basically watched all the previous games of Ling Xiao carefully, this person's fist and swordsmanship were very powerful, but he had never seen him use his leg technique, so in this competition, he dared to use his leg technique to force Ling Xiao.

But unexpectedly, this person actually returned the same salute.

"Is it a bluff?"

Ling Jianyi's leg technique is very exquisite, which is also a hole card that he has always kept, in order to use his leg technique to win a chance to play the sword at a critical moment.

"I don't believe you can beat me. ”

A trace of ruthlessness flashed on the side of the sword, and the star power poured into his legs, bringing a burst of air cannons in the air, whistling and kicking out.

Touch!

The two of them kicked together, making a loud noise, Ling Xiao was silent at all, but Ling Jianyi's face suddenly turned pale, and his body trembled slightly.

"What amazing strength, boy. Is he still human?"

Ling Jianyi was shocked in his heart, just this kick, he felt like he was kicking on the iron plate. There is no way to help the other party, and this kid's strength is so strong. It's beyond imagination, I'm afraid that with * strength alone, it can approach 20,000 catties, just one moment, it will paralyze his entire leg.

"A sword cultivator forging a body?"

Ling Jianyi didn't know how to describe his feelings.

"But it's not over yet, this trick will defeat me!"

The two fought with their legs, but after all, they bought him a little time. He could temporarily get out of the attack range of Ling Xiao's long sword, and suddenly, his left hand flicked at the hilt of the sword.

Airplanes!

A black thread ejected from the glass sword.

"Give me back!"

Ling Xiao had been guarding against Ling Jianyi's hand for a long time, and suddenly sneered. The long sword brought out a phantom in the air, as fast as lightning, and slashed at Ling Jianyi's sub-sword.

Sonor!

"Damn, the sword is so fast. ”

Ling Jianyi felt a little aggrieved in his heart, how did he pull out this second sword. How to call back again.

After fighting for more than ten moves in a row, Ling Jianyi wanted to pull out the sub-sword several times, but Ling Xiao's sword speed was definitely the fastest sword cultivation he had ever seen, and a long sword was always pointed at his wrist, so he didn't have a chance to draw the sword at all.

"No fights. I throw in the towel. ”

Ling Jianyi was a little speechless, feeling that in this scene, the other party was more like he was teasing himself, and he didn't have the opportunity to use the serial sword of his mother at all, and he was almost defeated.

"Concession. ”

Ling Xiao smiled slightly, in fact, as early as after the first move competition, he could defeat Ling Jianyi with one sword, but this type of sword cultivation was also the first time he had encountered it, so he wanted to observe his swordsmanship moves more, so he compared a few more moves with him.

"In the ninth game of the seventh round, Ling Xiao won. ”

The referee elder did not hide his appreciation on his face, the performance of this kendo genius is obvious to all, this time in the inner disciple competition, it is very likely that he will win the third or fourth place, but the first or second may be very difficult.

"Amazing, Ling Jianyi was almost suppressed by him, and from beginning to end, this Ling Xiao never used too much strength, not even the artistic conception of fire. ”