Chapter 355: The Battle of Martial Spirits (First Update)

The originally lively crowd suddenly fell silent after that sentence came out. No more words. Everyone looked at Wu Yifeng on the stage in disbelief, who seemed to be the temporary god of war.

"Wu Yifeng is really here to challenge Senior Ling Jialuo."

"I've heard about the ups and downs for a long time. Liuyun Yifeng doesn't know which of the two can be better."

"Naturally, it's Senior Ling Jialuo. You must know that not long ago, Senior Ling Jialuo had just defeated Lu Minghe, a veteran powerhouse in the Martial Spirit Realm."

"Don't talk so deadly. Wu Yifeng, as the leader of the previous session of Liuyun Academy, is not ordinary. As early as more than a year ago, he fought with a martial spirit powerhouse and seriously injured the martial spirit powerhouse, and successfully escaped. A month later, he took the man's life. This strength alone is not weaker than that of seniors. What's more, who knows if he has made progress in the past six months. Or that progress is as terrible as that of seniors."

"It's hard to say. The anti-genius of that genius is not something we can imagine."

The crowd became talkative. The joy of victory was overshadowed by the coming war. Everyone's attention turned to Ling Jialuo, who stood silently and motionless, waiting for an answer from him.

Wu Yifeng was waiting there. There doesn't seem to be a rush at all. The empty stage spread out with a terrifying momentum around him. That domineering gaze quietly fell on Ling Jialuo's body. There was a chilling glint in his eyes.

Ling Jialuo raised his eyelids. Looking at Wu Yifeng on the stage, he was slightly stunned. He didn't expect someone to come at him so soon. But he didn't seem to have come at the right time. His own martial arts have gone one step further just now.

Several young people behind Ling Jialuo couldn't help but say when they saw Wu Yifeng who was so domineering on the stage: "Let's make a move. He doesn't deserve your hands yet."

Ling Jialuo raised his hand. Smile faintly." No. He's qualified to let me do it."

After speaking. Ling Jialuo's body soared slightly. Gently landed on the stage. The action is as fast as lightning.

"Battle."

Not a word of nonsense. Both of them take off at the same time. Far from opposites. The huge platform has become a little cramped at this time.

The martial spirit powerhouse can already draw the power of heaven and earth for his own use. It's not hard to take off like this.

The two momentum collided in the air in an instant. A muffled voice was heard. A heavy coercion rippled in the air. The newcomers below tremble under this pressure. Defenseless.

"Is this the power of the martial spirit?" Jian Chen raised his head. Gaze wanders between the two. Feeling the abyss-like aura on the two of them, their hands clenched slightly. There was a look of longing in his eyes. The desire for great power.

"Retreat."

I don't know who shouted this sentence first. The freshmen approaching the high platform immediately stepped back. Get away from the center of the battle. Even the two elders on the stage were a little weak. As the elders of the academy, they are only in the realm of martial spirits. It's just that I've been immersed in the martial spirit realm for a long time. Although there is no hope of a breakthrough. But definitely the best in the same realm. Wu Yifeng, Ling Jialuo's momentum, they are naturally fearless. But if you want to confine the breath of the two of them in a small area, the two of them will be powerless.

Wu Yifeng's gaze locked on Ling Jialuo's body. Speak slowly.

"This year I left the academy to go out for trials. Fought with ten martial spirits. The weakest of them also has the strength of the second level of martial spirits. The strongest one is a martial spirit level 5. Nine out of ten died. Only the last one escaped from my gun. Hopefully you're the lucky one too."

The voice just fell. A spear appeared in Wu Yifeng's hand. The tip of the spear has a dark red tint. It's like you've been stained with blood. The body of the gun is made of an unknown metal and comes to life in the sunlight.

Everyone in the square was completely dumbfounded when they heard Wu Yifeng's words.

It is well known that academy students need to enter the martial arts to enter the Martial Spirit, except for trials. But no one would have imagined that Wu Yifeng would be so crazy. If you don't look for the weak, look for the strong. It is very difficult to improve the realm of martial spirits. It's hard to say whether the current Wu Yifeng has the third level of martial arts. But in the past year, he has actually defeated so many people who are stronger than himself. What madness this must be.

"Oh." Ling Jialuo raised his eyelids. You are the second Martial Spirit Realm character I am fighting against. The first one is Lu Minghe. You know the results."

Ling Jialuo's voice was very faint. But the confidence in the words is very obvious. The first one is Lu Minghe of Liuyun Academy. He won. The second one is still from Liuyun Academy. It's you Wu Yifeng. The subtext of this is self-evident.

"Take me a shot first."

Far away. Wu Yifeng turned the spear in his hand. A dark red spear pierces the sky. A stream of pure essence emerged on the tip of the spear. Wrapped in a chilling momentum, Ling Jialuo roared.

"If it's tempting, you don't have to."

Ling Jialuo's face was indifferent. The right hand is raised slightly. The two fingers shot out together with a fierce sword aura. It's not a sword finger and what is it.

Boom.

The two of them just hit at random. The shockwave generated was far better than the previous fights. Compare the fight between the two. The few people just now seem to be a bit like children playing at home. Seems so powerless.

"It seems that Lu Minghe is not exaggerating. Let's show your true strength."

See yourself attacked and broken. Wu Yifeng didn't have a little loss on his face. On the contrary, I was a little excited. His gaze fell on Ling Jialuo. Not so casual. Add a dignified portion. Apparently. Only now did he truly regard Ling Jialuo as his opponent.

Ling Jialuo smiled slightly. A long sword appeared in his hand, and the silver snake dancing on the long sword was so weird.

Stride out. Wu Yifeng dotted in the void step by step. The figure seems to be slowly rising between these steps. The original two similar momentum was suddenly broken by this step. There is energy stored on the spear. The air becomes a little stagnant.

"Golden Gun Dance."

Wu Yifeng stepped forward. The void was crushed under this step. There was a loud bang in the air. Wu Yifeng's spear danced quickly. Guns flashed. The fast ones are almost only shadows.

It is the so-called chaotic flowers that gradually become charming to the eye. Under this fast gun, it's hard to tell where the entity is, let alone defend itself. It looks like a myriad of pink butterflies flying. It's beautiful. But no matter who knows, there is a killing power under this beauty.

Ling Jialuo's gaze locked on Wu Yifeng. The spear kept coming closer to him, and he was unmoved. In an instant, the spear became strange in his eyes. There was a flash of sharpness in his eyes.

"Broken."

Ling Jialuo's body pressed slightly. Like a cheetah accumulating. The light in his eyes just flashed. and burst out with amazing power. The sword stabbed forward with a sword in his hand. The sword was as fast as lightning. It's fleeting.

Qiang.

This sword unbelievably caught the entity in the countless phantoms. Spears and swords pressed together in the air. Everything happens between the lights and the fire. The phantoms dissipated in an instant. Leaving the two of them to fight for vitality.

"No wonder others often say that Senior Ling Jialuo's sword is fast to a certain level. It's really scary. If you don't move, you're done. Amazing moves. Wu Yifeng, who has always been known for his fast marksmanship, is completely inadequate in front of his seniors."

Seeing that Ling Jialuo had a slight upper hand. A smile blooms on the faces of the freshmen below.

The stunned look on Wu Yifeng's face flashed away. Hold the barrel of the gun tightly with the right hand. Streams of vitality are constantly being poured into it. Ling Jialuo did not show weakness either.

The vitality of the two clashed in the middle. Stir up an almost substantialized aspect. The furious vitality spreads out from it. Blowing the clothes on the two of them.

The Martial Spirit Realm is really terrifying. Such a catharsis but there is no sign of being unbearable. Jian Chen's gaze swept over the faces of the two of them. Captures the subtle changes in the faces of the two. It was found that the two of them still seem to be tempting now. There was no real fight at all. The corners of his mouth twitched.

"If you fight like this, you won't get a little advantage. After all, you've just entered the Martial Spirit Realm." Wu Yifeng had a faint smile on his face. The corners of his mouth moved.

"Oh. Yes."

Ling Jialuo smiled noncommittally. The thunderball within the dantian emitted a silver light. That silver light blasted towards Wu Yifeng along with the vitality that was sent outward.

In a flash. Wu Yifeng's face changed. A little more power was added to the hand. immediately opened up the distance between him and Ling Jialuo. looked at Ling Jialuo with a wary face. Holding the slightest numbness in his hand made him feel a palpitation.

Shook his hand. Wu Yifeng felt a little better at this time. Looking at the faint smile on Ling Jialuo's face, he couldn't get angry. The spear slashed back and forth. The right hand is slowly raised. The spear is raised flat with the back. A ray of golden light appeared above the spear.

"Jin Yaopo."

The spear behind him dances forward. The golden light was even stronger. The spear dances with the spear. Under this light, the air is like paper. Easy to break. The spear gives people an unrivaled momentum. The aura of invincibility is firmly engraved in the depths of everyone's minds.

Laugh at.

Under the worried gaze of everyone. Ling Jialuo's long sword swung out. A sword breaks through the air. It's so unpretentious. From time to time, there were currents flowing from the sword. That sword light shattered the void in one fell swoop. Only take Wu Yifeng's throat part.

Bang.

The huge impact was like a bomb dropped. Roll up the gravel from the ground and throw it outward. The two finally landed on the ground. They took a few steps back. to remove the force that each other has put on each other. The bluestone on the ground simply can't withstand such a force. Shattered at the feet of the two.

Liang Sicheng showed a helpless look on his face. This bluestone battle platform was originally prepared for martial arts students. Now that the two martial spirits are fighting on it, they can withstand it.

Wu Yifeng looked at the somewhat torn clothes on his body and shook his head. Lei Yuanqi is indeed peculiar and cannot be guarded against. Ling Jialuo's face was still indifferent. That confident smile hung on the face and added a piece of elegance. Looking at the spring hearts of many girls below.

"It's hard to imagine. You have just broken through the martial spirit, and your strength is so strong. Even those old guys may not be as good as you. The next battle for the Yanyun List will definitely have you a stage." Wu Yifeng looked at the young people who were rising in front of him and exclaimed. Then his expression changed suddenly. Becomes awe-inspiring. A breath of self-sacrifice arises." But let's stop for today."

When talking. Wu Yifeng's body erupted with extremely dazzling golden light. The golden vitality on the body was urged to an extreme. It seems that the whole flesh and blood man has turned into a spear and is unstoppable. The body exuded that pure gold vitality, which surprised everyone in the audience.