Chapter 65: Wu Mingxuan plays
"Next!"
In the ring, Jiang Heng shouted.
"I'm coming!"
Consciously having figured out Jiang Heng's path, another young man jumped into the ring after signing up.
"Zhong Zimo, the ninth seat of the Heavenly Sword Sect, is here to fight!"
Jiang Heng waved his hand and said casually: "Come on!" ”
This contemptuous gesture made Zhong Zimo's face darken.
With a swing of his long sword, a fierce red sword qi suddenly shot out, slashing towards Jiang Heng's position from afar.
"Just a little sword qi wants to deal with me?"
Jiang Heng sneered and slapped it casually with one hand.
The true qi of the Innate Realm is released, although the killing distance and killing range are extremely excellent.
However, its lethality is obviously inferior to the true qi directly enveloped on the long sword due to the loss of transmission in the air.
Therefore, generally speaking, attack methods such as sword qi and sword qi formed by the release of true qi are generally used to clean up miscellaneous soldiers, or as a supplement to combat methods.
In the case of a small difference in real combat power, it is still mainly based on fighting each other at close range.
"Buzz!"
The sharp sword qi slashed at the next moment in Jiang Heng's palm, and suddenly disintegrated into a point of light, and then completely dissipated into nothingness.
"It's still too weak!"
The corners of Jiang Heng's mouth opened, his body moved, and he chased after Zhong Zimo, who was already about to move around him.
In just a moment, Jiang Heng had already chased after the other party's side, and hammered down unceremoniously with a punch.
"So fast?"
Zhong Zimo's expression changed drastically.
He hurriedly raised his sword, clenched his hands, and slashed out.
Jiang Heng's fist momentum remained unchanged at all, and it hammered straight on the blade of the sword.
"Hammer!"
The strange and powerful force suddenly erupted in Zhong Zimo's body.
He couldn't help but feel weak in his hands, and his long sword flew away.
Everyone in the audience couldn't help but widen their eyes and watched this scene in disbelief.
"How is that possible? How strong is that kid's physique? ”
"The head-on confrontation with the treasure-level sword blade was unscathed, and Senior Brother Zhong's sword crashed and flew out."
"This kid is too strong, isn't he?"
The eight people in the viewing area also looked solemn.
At this moment, no one is absolutely sure.
Because of the opponent's strong physical defense, even the tenth seat is completely unable to break the defense, who dares to guarantee that his explosive power can be much stronger than the tenth seat?
Not to mention defeating the other party, even breaking the defense is a problem.
In the ring.
The moment when the long sword in Zhong Zimo's hand was shattered.
Jiang Heng's strength exploded directly in his body, and all the muscles and muscles and bones were temporarily paralyzed and out of control, causing his body to fall into a moment of stiffness.
"Oops!"
Realizing that he couldn't control his body for a while, Zhong Zimo couldn't help but look horrified.
"This is the direct reason why Senior Brother Fang failed just now!"
Sure enough, just as he was worried about, Jiang Heng took advantage of this moment to take a step forward.
The right fist pushed forward again and smashed into his chest.
He could clearly feel that his ribs were broken, his organs were broken, and a tremendous force was acting on his body.
He couldn't help but spurt blood from his mouth and flew out upside down.
There was silence again.
"Next!"
Jiang Heng shouted again.
The audience under the ring turned their attention to the eight people in the viewing area, especially a young man with an indifferent expression in front of him - Wu Mingxuan.
Including the other seven people in the viewing area, they also looked at Wu Mingxuan silently.
Now, no one dares to underestimate Jiang Heng anymore.
Even the ninth and tenth seats were killed in seconds, and everyone else on stage was very likely to fail.
And the challenger of the Great Luo Sect was targeting Wu Mingxuan, so there was naturally no need for others to take risks to play for him.
If you don't play, you can save some face.
Once defeated, it will inevitably become a stepping stone for the opponent to become famous.
Therefore, in this case, it's up to you Wu Mingxuan to deal with it yourself!
Whether you can defeat him or not, at least let him consume something, so that everyone can see the details of the other party, and the wheel battle can be won.
Yes, now everyone is not very sure whether Wu Mingxuan can win.
After all, they are both in the top ten, and the difference in strength between them is not that big.
If the tenth seat was killed in seconds before, it may still be careless, then the ninth seat was killed again just now, which can only be a reflection of strength.
Jiang Heng definitely has the top strength of the Innate Realm!
Under the gaze of everyone.
Wu Mingxuan slowly got up.
"You are worthy of being a genius disciple of the Great Luo Sect, since you have defeated the two of them and proved your strength, then, I accept your challenge!"
He jumped up and landed opposite Jiang Heng.
The long sword was unsheathed, and he looked at Jiang Heng intently.
In the same way as everyone else, he did not think that he was sure of victory, so he must not be careless in the slightest.
In particular, the other party's paralyzing methods made him quite jealous.
Every encounter must be carried out with extreme caution.
"You are Wu Mingxuan?"
"That's right!"
Jiang Heng smiled, hooked his hand casually, and said, "Attack it!" ”
Wu Mingxuan was not in the slightest angry by his gesture.
In evenly matched battles, mentality is one of the biggest factors that affect the outcome of the battle.
With a swing of his long sword, a red fierce sword qi shot out of the air.
Jiang Heng's feet moved, and he rushed straight towards the attacking sword qi, as if there was no obstacle ahead.
His left hand slapped casually, and the moment the sword qi landed in his palm, it tried to invade his body, but it couldn't penetrate his skin at all, let alone invade his body.
I saw that under one palm, the sword qi instantly disintegrated into fine red points of light, and then turned into nothingness.
Jiang Heng's figure did not pause at all, and continued to rush forward, blasting out with a punch.
Wu Mingxuan had already prepared, and when he was not allowed to make a move, his figure was short, and he suddenly flashed to the left front.
At the same time, the long sword shrouded in rich true qi slashed towards Jiang Heng's side waist.
Wu Mingxuan's movements were extremely fast, and his body almost turned into a phantom.
And Jiang Heng's movements were also not slow, he missed a punch, immediately turned around, and grabbed his right hand downward.
With the palm of his flesh, he directly grasped the treasure-level long sword that came horizontally.
Wu Mingxuan put away his sword as soon as possible, his figure dodged again, and he tried to attack from another direction, without giving Jiang Heng a chance to make head-on contact.
The two tossed and turned in the ring, like two intertwined phantoms, silently entangled with each other.
The audience below was talking.
"This kid is too difficult, his physique is so strong, the sword qi long-range attack is completely ineffective, and he can only fight in close combat."
"But melee combat has that kind of magical means, which paralyzes people and defeats their opponents in an instant."
"Even Senior Brother Wu can only wander and fight, and he doesn't dare to collide with him head-on."
"The point is, his body doesn't seem to be inferior to Senior Brother Wu."
"With the cultivation of the True Qi Realm, being able to achieve this level can be regarded as unparalleled!"
"I heard he was only a teenager......"
"It's horrible!"
Everyone no longer had the initial contempt, and some people began to lament Jiang Heng's strength and talent, but after all, Jiang Heng was an opponent, and it was impossible for everyone to praise him.