The next morning, Yao Shikun sent someone to take everyone to another martial arts hall, the Ice Martial Arts Hall.

Contrary to the style of the Fire Martial Arts Hall, the Ice Martial Arts Hall is aqua blue, and as soon as you walk in, you will be greeted by a chill.

Perhaps because of the calm feeling here, the thousands of spectators who had already filled all the seats did not make a noise, but just whispered to each other.

After everyone was seated, the fifth group of three players came to the field.

"No. 13 Zhong Honglou, No. 14 Deng Chuhan, No. 15 Chen Ling, the order of the three of you is 13 vs. 14, 14 vs. 15, 15 vs. 13, No. 13 Zhong Honglou vs. 14 Deng Chuhan in the first game, please go to the side and rest on the 15th. ”

After the host of the event finished speaking, Chen Ling came to the sidelines.

The thirteenth is from the Izumo Martial Arts Hall, and the fourteenth is a person from the Martial Arts Temple, a ninth-order martial sect, and a first-order martial venerable, and the difference in strength made Zhong Honglou choose to distance himself from the beginning.

It was not a wise choice for Zhong Honglou to have a hard time with Deng Chuhan, so he moved at high speed on the field at the beginning, trying to seize the opportunity to attack the other party in a sneak attack, but Deng Chuhan was very coincidentally an ice warrior, and this venue was very beneficial to him, directly using spiritual magic to create a thick layer of ice on the ground, and it was not easy for Zhong Honglou to get close to him, let alone sneak attack.

In the first game of the fifth group, the battle was far less exciting than the first day's game, but the exclamations in the audience were stronger than yesterday.

The strange way of fighting the Ice Warriors made them cry out in wonder, and everywhere they went, there was ice. As soon as the enemy approached, he slipped under his feet and almost fell, and he used his aura to break the ice and move forward, only to find that there was endless ice in front of him, this battle. It's worrying.

In the end, the two people in the first game only had two head-to-head confrontations, and Zhong Honglou was forced to the sidelines and unfortunately failed.

Such a result is embarrassing, and at the same time, it also makes everyone in the Izumo Martial Arts Hall lose face.

Half an hour later, it was the match between Chen Ling and Deng Chuhan, and with the painful defeat of the first game, even Izumo Martial Arts Hall himself thought that the next game would also end in failure.

The moment when Chen Ling stood on the field. There were countless surprises and sighs from the audience.

The First Order Martial Sect vs. the First Order Martial Venerable? Isn't this a joke???

Just now, that ninth-order martial sect was easily defeated by Deng Chuhan, wouldn't this first-order martial sect and a young man with no equipment be killed in seconds???

The doubts in the audience came and went, and the entire martial arts hall was filled with mockery of watching a good show.

Maybe it's influenced by the audience. Maybe Deng Chuhan originally thought that Chen Ling was a weak scumbag, and when he and Chen Ling stood face to face, he had a mocking sneer on his face.

"I advise you to go ahead and equip a set of equipment first, I can wait for you. The game between us is already very unfair. You can find a way to narrow the gap a little bit. Although this is the same result. Deng Chuhan said sarcastically.

"Since it's all the same result, what nonsense do you think your ice can stop me?" Chen Ling pursed his lips disdainfully, stretched out his hand, and pulled out the white sword from behind his back.

Deng Chu laughed coldly, and also pulled out an aqua blue ice sword behind his back.

The two looked at each other, and the air froze.

In the off-court rest area, only four of the dozens of people were looking forward to the game, and everyone else had already decided in their hearts whether to win or lose.

Of these four people, one is Bai Qingquan. The other is Shi Haotian, and the other is Gao Jianhu. The last person is Wu Han.

Only these four people truly understood that Chen Ling was not a person who could be easily defeated, even though he was facing a mad martial artist who was a whole level above him.

They stared intently at the two people on the field.

"The game is on. The tournament host shouted and immediately retreated to the sidelines.

Before his words reached the ears of the audience, Chen Ling's aura suddenly burst out from the soles of his feet, and he rushed towards the other party like a rocket, the distance of two meters was fleeting, and the white sword in his hand pierced him in the abdomen.

Deng Chuhan was shocked, he never expected that this first-order martial sect that was vulnerable in his eyes would be so fast.

Before he had time to react, he subconsciously used his aura to condense a thick wall of ice in front of him, and at the same time he strode back.

But Chen Ling's sword had already arrived.

The white sword easily pierced through the ice wall, Chen Ling's body hit it directly like a rock, and the aura under Chen Ling's feet exploded again in the splash of broken ice, and the speed went further, and it instantly swept in front of him.

Deng Chuhan's face changed again, and he used another layer of cold ice to resist, and at the same time used his sword to block.

This time, this layer of ice is different from just now, the outermost layer is covered with thousands of ice thorns, and if you hit it directly, you will inevitably be pierced with thousands of holes.

Chen Ling didn't slow down because of the ice spike in front of him, a layer of aura covered his body, and he collided directly, and the white sword stabbed at his cold ice sword in the splash of broken ice.

With a "dang" sound, the cold ice sword broke like an ice cube, and Chen Ling did not hesitate to pierce his armor and pierce his abdomen with a sword.

Chen Ling suddenly stopped from the high speed, and the white sword pulled away half a step away, and kicked him in the abdomen violently, kicking him directly into the air, and at the same time jumped into the air, and kicked him in the back again.

Deng Chuhan immediately formed a thick piece of ice in front of him after suffering from pain, hoping to block him, as long as there was a momentary opportunity, he could get out.

Chen Ling would not give him this chance.

The aura blessed on his feet was stronger, and he kicked on the ice, the ice shattered, and his right foot castration was directly kicked in his back, and Deng Chuhan was kicked out directly like a huge ball.

Just when he was about to leave the court, Chen Ling's left hand burst out with an aura, forming a huge hand in the air, grabbing him and smashing him on the field.

Deng Chuhan bounced up from the ground, and Chen Ling landed a kick from the air and trampled him to the ground.

The azure armor on Deng Chuhan's body was sunken by Chen Ling's foot, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of the people under the armor, and the aura of his body was dissipated in an instant.

Quiet!

Deathly quiet!

The thousands of spectators on the second floor all watched this scene in amazement, the First Order Martial Sect used such a violent way to solve a mad martial artist with the strength of a First Order Martial Venerable, and the entire battle ended in less than ten seconds.

Fast!

It's really fast!

It's suffocating, it's unacceptable.

What a terrifying first-order martial artist, such a terrifying young man.

Whether it was an ordinary person or a martial artist, looking at Chen Ling on the field, everyone's eyes were filled with indescribable and clearly visible horror, and what they saw seemed to be not a first-order martial sect, but a martial king, a real martial king. (To be continued......)