After the first fight, the second fight will follow.

Ling Youdao went to see Ling Youxian's competition, and Ling Youxian was known as the first genius of the Ling family.

His spiritual root was the Ice Spirit Root, one of the three major mutated spirit roots, and although his Ice Spirit Root was only three inches, his cultivation speed still surpassed that of the Twin Spirit Root Cultivators.

For the owner of the mutated spirit root, there is no bottleneck in the Qi cultivation period, as long as it is a matter of course, it can be broken through.

Moreover, the bottleneck of foundation building that trapped hundreds of millions of Qi cultivation period cultivators was almost non-existent for him, and he could easily build a successful foundation.

In other words, his minimum achievement is also a foundation building monk, and he has a lot of confidence in the Dan.

In the ring, Ling Youxian was wearing a water cloud flow pattern robe, carrying a sword, and stood proudly.

Although he didn't make any moves, his momentum pressed everyone in the audience and didn't dare to speak.

Ling Youxian's opponent was a middle-aged man in his forties, whose cultivation had reached the ninth level of Qi cultivation, but in the face of Ling Youxian, who was sharp, he didn't dare to be a little careless.

"The third room has successively produced the Ninth Uncle Ancestor Ling Jiexin, as well as Ling Youxian in the ring, if it weren't for the fear of Chuyun Ancestor, today's Cangli Ling clan is afraid that it will be the world of radicals. ”

In the ring, the two had been holding each other for half a cup of tea, but no one took the lead.

While everyone was waiting impatiently, Ling Youxian suddenly spoke, "You are not my opponent. ”

The middle-aged man on the opposite side was stunned, obviously not expecting Ling Youxian to say this.

I am also a monk of the fixed character generation, but I am your elder, and I am also a monk of the ninth level of Qi cultivation, so you look down on me like this?

The clay figure also has three points of fire, not to mention a big living person.

The middle-aged man said in a cold voice: "Ling Youxian, you are too blind. ”

"It's not that I'm nobody, it's that you're no match for me. ”

In an instant, there was a "buzz" under the ring.

Some people thought that there was something wrong with their ears, "Did you hear clearly? Ling Youxian didn't even take the clan uncle of the Dingzi generation in his eyes!"

"Although the two of them are both cultivators of the ninth level of qi cultivation, this clan uncle has also been a qi cultivator for decades, and he has rich experience in fighting methods, how many years has Ling Youxian cultivated immortals?"

A clansman next to him said: "You can't say that, after all, Ling Youxian is a genius of the Ice Spirit Root, and he is expected to be a Dan existence, and he is still following the path of sword cultivation, which is the so-called one sword to break ten thousand laws."

And with his personality, he shouldn't say such a lie, and this uncle of the fixed generation should really not be his opponent. ”

Hearing this, everyone thought again, indeed, there is no such possibility!

"He is only twenty-three years old this year, and he can defeat the older generation of ninth-level powerhouses of Qi cultivation. ”

"In my estimation, Ling Youxian's strength should be able to fight against the cultivators of the Great Perfection of Qi Cultivation. ”

"What? That's too perverted, isn't it?"

"Whoever calls someone else is the genius of the Ice Spirit Root, the key is to take the path of sword cultivation. ”

"If I had followed the path of sword cultivation at the beginning, maybe I would have been able to fight against a ninth-level powerhouse of Qi cultivation now. ”

"Roll the calf, with your two brushes, it will be impossible to embark on the path of sword cultivation in the next life. ”

"You look down on me, don't you?"

"Why do you look down on you? Have you ever beaten me?"

"You...... You...... I don't know as much as you, and I can't afford to hide. ”

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Listening to the discussion under the ring, the middle-aged man's face was terrifying, and he pointed at Ling Youxian angrily, "You...... You ......"

Ling Youxian continued: "It hasn't been long since you broke through to the ninth layer of Qi training, how can you block my Water Breaking Sword. ”

The middle-aged man was obviously angry to the extreme, and he directly rushed towards Ling Youxian with a magic weapon in his hand, wanting to teach this junior a good lesson and let him know that he respected the elder.

"Look, there's a fight. ”

Suddenly, someone shouted, and the chatter around the ring instantly fell silent, and everyone looked at the two people in the ring.

Is what Ling Youxian said true?

This blow will be noticeable.

Ling Youxian looked very calm, waiting until the middle-aged man was about to approach him.

He instantly pulled out the water-breaking sword behind his back, and the water-breaking sword fell directly down, only to hear the sound of "ding", and a cold air instantly froze his right hand along the middle-aged man's magic weapon.

Ling Youxian's wrist flicked, the sword surface struck, and the middle-aged man took several steps back in a row before stopping.

Everyone was shocked, the middle-aged man was shocked, and Ling Youdao was also shocked!

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said, "It's so strong! His strength is already comparable to that of a monk who cultivates Qi and Great Perfection." ”

"How is this possible? Why are you so strong?"

The middle-aged man knew from the beginning that he was not Ling Youxian's opponent, but he never thought that he would be defeated so completely, and in the face of Ling Youxian's attack, he was powerless to fight back.

"You're too impulsive, that's why you're repelled by my blow. ”

Hearing this, a flame was born in the middle-aged man's hand, and the cold ice covering his hand instantly melted into water and dripped onto the ground in the ring.

Seeing this, Ling Youxian asked calmly, "Do you want to compare?"

"No...... No, I'm no match for you. ”

Ling Youxian calmly put away the water sword and inserted it back into the scabbard behind him.

The old man who presided over the competition was also shocked, and at this time, he said in a trembling voice: "In the second game, the eighteenth ring, Ling Youxian won and advanced." ”

Ling Youxian walked off the ring calmly, and everyone looked at him with a lot of respect in their eyes, which came from the fear of the weak for the strong.

"Sure enough, the first day of the Cangli Ling clan is really not in vain. ”

Soon, the game entered the third game, and Ling Youdao came to the thirteenth ring, and he wanted to watch Ling Yourong's fight.

Compared with Ling Youxian, she has more "fans", and they are almost men.

On the ring, Ling Yourong had a phoenix hairpin on his head, a melon seed face, wearing a wide-belt flowing fairy skirt, a layer of soft armor wrapped in his lower abdomen, tied by a blue belt, a breeze blew, and his waist-length long hair swayed in the wind.

She is the second generation of the Cangli Ling clan, and she has two spiritual roots of gold and water, and both spiritual roots have reached seven inches.

Ling Yourong's opponent is a man with knotted muscles and big eyes, and his arms are much thicker than Ling Yourong's thighs, giving people a great impact.

Ling Yourong arched his hand and said, "Ling Yourong." ”

The big man on the opposite side also arched his hand, and said in a loud voice: "There are words, Ling Xiong." ”

The next moment, he saw Ling Yourong take out a longbow magic weapon, and the bow body of the longbow was like two thin swords.

Ling Xiong, on the other hand, took out a pair of spherical copper hammers, and the muscles of his arms swelled with a pair of large copper hammers.

Ling Yourong tapped her toes on the ground, moving back and forth in the ring, she kept pulling the bow, and a blue spirit arrow automatically gave birth to the bow.

She's fast, arrow after arrow.

Ling Xiong waved the copper hammer in his hand, easily hitting the scattered blue spirit arrows.

"Ling Yourong is a ninth-level Qi cultivator, and Ling Xiong, like me, is only a seventh-level Qi cultivator, this time Ling Yourong has won. ”

As Ling Youdao expected, after only more than thirty breaths, the Double Moon Bow in Ling Yourong's hand transformed into a long sword, and she flew up and defeated Ling Xiong in one fell swoop.