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"The twenty-second round of the competition starts now!" Looking around, the old man Qingzhu took out the roster and announced loudly.

The noise in the field came to an abrupt end, and in the sound of breaking the air, eight students jumped on the martial arts platform, performed sword salutes, and began to fight fiercely.

After yesterday's game, everyone also has a general understanding of other strengths, and they are less cautious and more open-minded.

Some of them were so sure that they didn't even ignore the defense at all, attacked with all their might, and went berserk, quickly knocking their opponents off the stage and ending the battle.

The progress is much faster than yesterday.

In the first few rounds, Han Chen and the others all went smoothly and won easily, until the seventh round, Han Linger met an opponent.

"Han Ling'er, Zhao Jingsheng!"

The old man Qingzhu took out the roster and read out his name.

Han Chen's brows furrowed slightly, this Zhao Jingsheng he remembered, it seemed that he was a student of the Four Elephants Academy, the Vermilion Bird Academy, and his strength ranked fourth in the Vermilion Bird Academy, and his strength was very strong.

"This battle, Ling'er is afraid that it will be a little difficult!" Han Chen said secretly in his heart.

Whoosh!

The sound of breaking the air sounded, and Han Ling'er and Zhao Jingsheng jumped onto the stage.

Han Chen's gaze fell on Zhao Jingsheng, and he looked at it slightly, this was a young man who looked very strong, about twenty-four or five years old, with black hair like ink, tied up with a bone hairpin, pitch black and strong, the whole person exuded a savage aura, just standing like this, it was daunting.

His weapon was a heavy knife, one and a half meters long and two palms wide. When the sun shines on it, it reflects a golden-brown luster, and it is extremely powerful.

"Haha, Senior Sister Ling'er, I can't bear to hurt you, it's better for you to admit defeat!" Zhao Jingsheng obviously knew Han Ling'er. With a heavy knife on his shoulder, he laughed.

"Senior Brother Zhao, it's a little early to talk about victory or defeat now, maybe I won!" With his hand raised and the long sword in his hand, Han Ling'er said with a smile.

"Senior Sister Ling'er is still as stubborn as ever!" Zhao Jingsheng's face was full of helplessness, and as soon as he raised his hand and put it down, there was a 'click', and the heavy knife smashed on the ground. Sparks fly.

In an instant, the aura on his body also changed completely, like a beast in the deep mountains, and the fierce aura spread like a wave.

"I heard that Senior Sister Ling'er has comprehended the sword intent, and it is quite a rare fast artistic conception, I don't know how powerful it is. I'm here today to learn and learn!"

Zhao Jingsheng's eyes shone brightly, and he roared. His feet slammed into the air, and the heavy knife was raised high above his head, and with a terrifying momentum, he slashed down.

The battle began in an instant, and Han Ling'er was already vigilant. Lotus flickered, her body as if she had lost weight, and she quickly floated backwards, dodging the knife.

Click!

Zhao Jingsheng slashed to the ground, and sparks exploded. The gravel was splashed everywhere, and the martial arts platform, which was difficult for ordinary sword emperors to hurt, was actually split by this knife into a ravine that was five meters long and half a meter wide.

A terrible stab!

"Hey, Senior Sister Ling'er, the speed is quite fast, take me again!" Zhao Jingsheng grinned at the corner of his mouth, revealing a fierce smile.

His knees bent slightly, his feet exerted his strength, and with a 'bang', he actually stepped out of the air explosion, and his body was like an afterimage, and he instantly forced Han Ling'er, lifted it with a heavy knife, and slashed it.

Han Ling'er paused, stopped instantly, the long sword shook, the sword light was covered, and before people could see what was going on, they saw that a sword tip had appeared in front of Zhao Jingsheng.

As long as Zhao Jingsheng goes further, he will bump into himself, and even if he doesn't die at that time, it will definitely be difficult.

"Happy!" Han Chen raised his eyebrows.

This sword, the speed is so amazing, only by releasing the artistic conception of fast, Han Ling'er can do it.

He didn't expect that just after the fight, Han Ling'er would show the artistic conception of happiness.

"Hey!"

Facing Han Ling'er's sudden sword, Zhao Jingsheng's face also showed surprise, but then the corners of his mouth hooked, the step under his feet was wrong, and between the sides of his body, when he was one centimeter away from the tip of the sword, he narrowly avoided it.

The body was tilted on the ground, Zhao Jingsheng pressed the ground with his left hand, but the heavy knife in his right hand had no scruples and swept out.

Clang!

A large snowy sword blade appeared, blocking the sword, and sparks flew everywhere.

"It's so strong!" Looking at Han Ling'er, who was shocked by this knife and retreated, Han Chen's brows furrowed.

After releasing the artistic conception of fast, Han Ling'er's sword has been terrifyingly improved, both in terms of speed and strength, but Rao is like this, in the face of Zhao Jingsheng's knife, he still couldn't resist and was shocked back.

It can only be shown that Zhao Jingsheng's strength is above Han Ling'er, and the two are not at the same level at all.

"Hehe, isn't it strange why this Zhao Jingsheng's strength is so strong?" At this time, a graceful figure walked up to the player's seat where Han Chen was and chuckled.

His eyes fell on this person, and Han Chen was slightly stunned.

It's Lanling!

Immediately, Han Chenbian came to his senses, Lanling is a mentor, and it is normal here. Immediately, he thought of what Lan Ling had just said.

"Senior Sister Lanling, this Zhao Jingsheng's strength is so strong, could it be that he is also a physical martial artist?" Han Chen asked.

"Yes, it's not right!" Lan Ling shook his head with a smile and said slowly, "This Zhao Jingsheng is strong, but he is not a physical cultivator, just because his physique is the body of an earth spirit. ”

"Earth Spirit Body, I see!" Han Chen's eyes showed a hint of understanding.

Five Elements Spirits, each with its own unique characteristics.

The earth is virtuous, carrying all things, and its characteristic is that it is incomparably strong.

Although this Zhao Jingsheng is not a physical cultivator, the unique earth spirit body gives him a powerful power that does not belong to the physical cultivation martial arts.

"In addition to this earth spirit body, this Zhao Jingsheng has also comprehended the sword intent, which is also related to strength, it is the sword intent of force!" Lan Ling said again.

Looking at Zhao Jingsheng, who was slashing one after another on the martial arts stage, Han Chen nodded.

If so, it would not be surprising.

Possessing the body of an earth spirit, it gives a strong power that does not belong to a body cultivator at all. Comprehend the sword intent of power again, and the power will skyrocket even more.

It's no wonder that just with one sword, the martial arts platform was split into such an amazing ravine. even forced Han Linger to retreat with one sword.

The terrifying power, coupled with the cultivation realm that is not weak at all, is simply a humanoid demonic beast-like existence!

"Senior Sister Ling'er's fast artistic conception, although it is also extremely strong, but Zhao Jingsheng's strength realm is his nemesis!" Lan Ling said softly.

"That's not necessarily!" Han Chen said lightly.

"The power to break through the ten thousand laws, the strong power can indeed sweep everything, but if you can't hit the target, it's also in vain!" )