Volume 1 North State Edge Chapter 137 Challenge (1)

Moments later, the bodies of the two fell to the ground, and they were already unconscious. The grass on the field was slashed to pieces by the sword qi, and wounds and blood stains were all over the ground.

Suddenly, someone shouted: "Ye Ling has won!" This sentence was like an electric current, which immediately attracted the carnival and applause of the audience.

Ye Ling leaned on the ground, his breathing was weak, but his eyes were still bright. He had never felt such a fighting spirit, he had never felt such a powerful sword intent and willpower.

He knew that this victory was an achievement he had never achieved before, and a huge turning point in his future life.

Zhang Jianbai spat blood from his mouth and turned over, he bowed deeply to Ye Ling to show his respect.

The two looked at each other, filled with gratitude and admiration for each other.

This duel is over, but the friendship between Ye Ling and Zhang Jianbai will continue, and they will meet the challenges and journeys of the future together.

Their efforts and struggles will write history, and their sword intent and willpower will become models for future generations to learn and imitate.

At this time, on the square where the outer gate competition was held in Canglei Academy, there were not only the large and small forces of Wuyang City invited by Canglei Academy to watch the battle, but also the three deans of Canglei Academy.

The old dean looked at Vice Dean Zhu, who was good at physical cultivation, and Dean Jiang, who was good at Yuan Shen cultivation, and then said.

"My Canglei Academy's outer gate has been fought over the top ten, thank you for watching, next, if there are disciples who have objections to the ranking of the top ten disciples, you can challenge it now, if you win, then the ranking of the challenged disciple is the disciple who challenged!"

Zhang Jianbai and Ye Ling glanced at each other, Zhang Jianbai was the second in the outer gate, and Ye Ling was the first in the outer gate, plus the two of them had only entered the Canglei Academy not long ago, compared to the fact that they would become the target of many disciples' challenges.

To put it simply, if there is a disciple who is the twentieth place, but if he thinks that he can defeat Ye Ling, and then challenges and openly defeats Ye Ling, then the throne of the first place in this outer sect is that twentieth disciple's!

Therefore, Zhang Jianbai thought slightly in his heart, and he was also shocked, because he knew that there were actually many powerful opponents among them!

Ye Ling stood in the center of the square, his eyes scanning the surrounding disciples, and a powerful aura emanated from his body, making everyone feel oppressed.

He knew that his ranking had become the target of other disciples' challenges, but he was not afraid, but looked forward to more challenges.

Deep down in his heart, he longed for more honor and respect, he longed to become a top disciple of Canglei Academy, and he believed that he had the strength to achieve this goal.

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in the square, holding a long sword, standing in front of Ye Ling with a sharp gaze.

This person was an outer disciple named Li Fei, and he had always dreamed of becoming the top disciple of Canglei Academy, and for this reason, he continued to work hard to cultivate and constantly challenge other disciples.

Now, he saw Ye Ling's ranking and decided to challenge him, believing that he had enough strength to defeat Ye Ling.

Ye Ling looked at Li Fei, smiled slightly, and did not speak, but his eyes were full of confidence and challenge.

Li Fei felt Ye Ling's breath, he knew that it would be a fierce battle, but he was not afraid, but was full of fighting spirit.

The two began to fight, their sword light like lightning, intertwined in an instant, and there was a sharp metal collision sound.

Li Fei had always thought that his swordsmanship was very skillful, but in front of Ye Ling, he felt very strained, and he was almost suppressed to the point that he couldn't breathe.

However, he didn't give up, he continued to work hard, practicing again and again, trying to find Ye Ling's weakness.

Ye Ling didn't let up either, he carefully observed Li Fei's swordsmanship, trying to find a breakthrough, once he found it, he would do his best to give his opponent a fatal blow.

Ye Ling knew that this was the outer gate of Canglei Academy, and now there were three deans and countless powerhouses watching the battle, so there must be countless disciples like Li Fei who wanted to rely on such an opportunity to make a splash!

Li Fei and Ye Ling's sword lights were intertwined, and the entire square was filled with a piercing murderous aura, attracting bursts of exclamations.

Li Fei's speed was fast, his sword moves were continuous, and at the same time, his internal force was burning, and he flashed violently and killed Ye Ling.

Ye Ling's eyes flashed, his body moved, he dodged Li Fei's attack, and with a flash of sword light, he stabbed at Li Fei's body.

Li Fei had no way to avoid it, so he could only resist Ye Ling's attack, his body shook, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and his body fell backwards.

"You!" Although Li Fei regressed, his face was extremely angry!

Ye Ling was only a disciple of the three realms of the Ning Dan Realm, and he was the ninth realm of the Ning Dan Realm, how could Ye Ling beat himself!

Ye Ling stood in the square, looking at Li Fei who fell to the ground lightly, with a hint of a smile on his face. Although his strength was obviously inferior to Li Fei, he used his unique sword intent and willpower to calmly analyze and defeat his opponent.

Li Fei gritted his teeth fiercely, barely supporting his body, and his heart was full of unwillingness and anger. As a master of the Nine Realms of the Ning Dan Realm, he never thought that he would lose to a junior of the Three Realms of the Ning Dan Realm in this duel.

Looking at Li Fei who fell to the ground, the surrounding audience couldn't help but let out a shocked sound, they couldn't imagine that a disciple of the three realms of the Ning Dan Realm would be able to defeat the powerhouse of the nine realms of the Ning Dan Realm.

Li Fei snorted coldly, and immediately jumped up from the ground, and then glared at Ye Ling viciously!

He believed that with his own strength, he would definitely be able to beat Ye Ling.

Li Fei's angry gaze did not affect Ye Ling, he still maintained a calm expression, his gaze was firmly fixed on his opponent. Although Li Fei was a powerhouse in the Nine Realms of the Ning Dan Realm, Ye Ling was full of confidence in his strength.

Ye Ling slowly pulled out the long sword in his hand, and a burst of blue light emanated from the sword body. The momentum around him began to gradually sublimate, and the primordial spirit gradually condensed. This is the power he has shown in cultivating the Yuan Shen cultivation technique, and his Yuan Shen cultivation path can be called specialized.

Seeing Ye Ling's changes, a hint of surprise flashed in Li Fei's eyes. He didn't expect Ye Ling to have such a powerful cultivation technique, which made him feel a little uneasy in his heart.

Li Fei gritted his teeth, and the long sword in his hand swung even more rapidly, and the sword light flew in a flash, and the speed was almost elusive. With the help of his own strength and swordsmanship, he tried to break Ye Ling's defense line and force him into a corner.

However, Ye Ling was not intimidated, he responded to each sword attack with a solemn expression. Although his swordsmanship looks simple, every move and style contains his understanding and comprehension of kendo. His sword intent is extremely powerful, and every strike can accurately hit his opponent's death hole.

Over time, Ye Ling gradually mastered Li Fei's swordsmanship routine, and he was able to easily defuse the opponent's attacks and quickly counterattack. His sword light was like lightning, shuttling between Li Fei's sword momentum, suppressing Li Fei in an instant.

A trace of fierceness flashed in Li Fei's eyes, and a strong momentum erupted throughout his body. He resolutely decided to use his strongest trick in the hope of turning the situation around. He gathered all his strength and sent out a piercing sword ray, slashing towards Ye Ling.

Ye Ling smiled slightly, he also gathered all his strength to meet the enemy. Between the swords, the power of the two of them exploded instantly, causing a strong ripple of sword qi.

The battle on the field became fierce, the sword light splashed everywhere, and the sword aura soared into the sky. The figures of Ye Ling and Li Fei flickered rapidly, like two bolts of lightning intertwined in the square.

Everyone looked at this scene in amazement, and they were all shocked by the strong strength of the two. They originally thought that Li Fei, as a powerhouse of the Nine Realms of the Ning Dan Realm, would overwhelm Ye Ling, but the truth was the opposite.

Time passed minute by minute, the battle became more and more intense, and both of them had already been injured by the sword qi. The sword moves are getting sharper and faster.

Time passed quietly in the battle on the square, and everyone watched the fierce battle between Ye Ling and Li Fei in amazement. The atmosphere was tense and full of a sense of oppression, as if the entire Canglei Academy was shrouded in their sword light.

Li Fei gritted his teeth tightly, the strength of his whole body was stimulated, and he unleashed a series of sharp sword moves, trying to force Ye Ling into a desperate situation. There was a hint of fierceness in his eyes, and he knew deep that he must not fail in this competition.

Ye Ling slowly closed his eyes, his mind calm, as if he had merged into the sword light. His form was fluid and free, flickering like a breeze, without the slightest hint of hesitation.

The sword moves collided violently, and the sword light intertwined into a magnificent picture scroll in the square. Swords flew in the air, sword qi pierced the sky, and a deafening sword roar echoed in the square.

The surrounding spectators held their breath, they were captivated by the battle, as if they had entered another world. They could feel the momentum emanating from Ye Ling and Li Fei's bodies, which was the unique power of the two powerhouses of the Ning Dan Realm.

One move and one style, Li Fei and Ye Ling's swordsmanship became faster and faster, and it was elusive. Their duel was like a gorgeous dance, with swords and lights intertwined, and bright stars flashing in the shadow of the sword.

A cold smile appeared between Ye Ling's eyebrows, his swordsmanship was extremely exquisite, and every move could accurately find the opponent's flaws. He is like the best of the swordsmen, and everyone falls in love with him.

Although Li Fei's strength in the Nine Realms of the Ning Dan Realm allowed him to enjoy countless respects and worships, at this moment, when he faced Ye Ling's sword moves, he felt an insurmountable coldness. Although his moves were sharp, he couldn't break through Ye Ling's defense.

Ye Ling's sword intent was like a thunderbolt above the sky, as sharp as thunder, suppressing Li Fei to the point where he was exhausted. Each of Ye Ling's swords was powerful, knocking down Li Fei again and again.

Time passed, and Ye Ling gradually forced Li Fei into a desperate situation. Li Fei's swordsmanship began to appear chaotic, his strength was exhausted, and he felt that he could no longer support it.

Ye Ling's eyes became deeper and deeper, he looked at the enemy in front of him indifferently, and the sword in his hand emitted bursts of dazzling light.

In Li Fei's astonishment, he suddenly felt a powerful momentum pressing down on him. The momentum made him feel immobile, as if he was restrained by a powerful force.

"I didn't expect you to have such a means!" Li Fei took a deep breath and decided to fight back with all his might. He knew that he had come to a desperate situation, and if he didn't fight, he would kill himself!

His hands clenched suddenly, and a violent aura erupted from him. Purple true qi surrounded his body, forming a huge array of energy, frantically pressing towards Ye Ling.

Ye Ling's expression remained unchanged, and his Yuan Shen began to gradually stabilize. His swordsmanship was as good as ever, chaotic but subtle, and no matter how Li Fei attacked, he could always make a fatal move at the right time.

Li Fei's attacks began to become more and more fierce, and each of his swords did not hesitate to consume his true qi, hoping to defeat the enemy with one blow. But Ye Ling's counterattack was consistent, he was always able to dodge and counterattack at critical moments, weakening Li Fei's true qi to the extreme.

The purple true qi began to surge, and Li Fei's attack became even more frenzied. He tried his best to increase his momentum, and made obvious marks on the ground.

Ye Ling realized that Li Fei's true qi was rapidly depleting, and he seized the opportunity to quickly judge the direction of the attack. His eyes were extremely sharp, and he let go of the long sword in his hand and released his true qi.