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The challenge continues, and it is already the turn of the disciple who is ranked between the twenty and thirty ranks. The presiding elder specially asked Cheng Ling if he needed to rest, but Cheng Ling indifferently refused.

The elder had no choice but to announce that he would continue to start.

Sun Yuanliang had a gloomy face, and he also let it go, you Cheng Ling can defeat the disciples who are ranked after thirty with one sword, then I don't believe that you can still do it from twenty to thirty. Between the two, although the ranking is not much different, the strength is a step apart.

There are nine disciples of the Dharma Dao Academy ranked between twenty and thirty, which is the largest number of disciples in the entire ten ranges. It is simply impossible to challenge nine disciples in a row, and all of them must be defeated with one sword.

But the audience didn't think so, their passion had been ignited, and they were staring at Cheng Ling one by one, wanting to see him create miracles. Not to mention the Kendo Academy, even some of the disciples of the Dharma Dao Academy had a hint of the idea of watching him win all the way.

Disciple No. 30 came on the field and defeated with one sword!

Disciple No. 29 came on the field and defeated with one sword!

Disciple No. 28 ......!

......

More and more disciples were defeated, and the sword momentum on Cheng Ling's body became stronger and stronger, and the whole person looked like a sky-high sword weapon, with a sharp blade showing its grandeur!

In his mind, he was already seeing more and more clarity, and the mysteries of the Mirror Flower Water Moon Sword Moves were gradually becoming clearer, and the top-notch sword intent had also reached the critical point of breakthrough.

The sixth disciple, the seventh disciple, the eighth disciple, and the last disciple, Cheng Ling felt that his thoughts were only a little bit away from breaking through the shackles, and without waiting for the presiding elder to ask, he shouted loudly to the disciples of the Dharma Dao Academy on the stone pillar: "The back ones continue to go up!"

The presiding elder's face changed, and he seemed to see Cheng Ling's change, and he waved his hand busily, signaling the nineteenth-ranked Dharma Dao Academy disciple to continue to step forward to challenge.

Sun Yuanliang had mixed feelings, and those who were defeated under Cheng Ling were all elites of the Dharma Academy. They have basically lost most of their combat effectiveness, and the follow-up rankings will definitely fall by dozens of places, and perhaps the last forty or so in the entire Dabi ranking will be taken over by the Dharma Dao Academy.

As a monk at the peak of the Transformation of Gods, he could see that something was wrong with Cheng Ling's state, there was no consumption of true yuan and strength at all, but instead he gathered his own essence and spirit into shape.

If you look closely with your divine sense, you can find that Cheng Ling's body seems to be covered with a layer of edge! It is the sword edge that belongs to the peerless swordsman, it is very precious, and such a edge can only be possessed by the swordsman who leads the general trend of the sword path in the same generation.

Thinking about Cheng Ling's age, he was only less than twenty-two years old, younger than many of the top 100 disciples of the Inner Sect, it was really appalling to reach such a realm!

But he was unwilling, and the accumulation of decades of the Dharma Dao Academy was destroyed in his hands. As long as the disciples ranked ten to twenty can hold on, they don't need to defeat him, they don't even need to suppress him, as long as they can hold on to one sword and not be defeated, then the general trend of the sword path that Cheng Ling has finally gathered will plummet, and finally return to the original point.

As one of the three masters of the academy, strangling a genius disciple with such a talent made him hesitate in his heart. Between the interests of the Daoist Academy and the interests of the entire Famous Sword Academy, it was difficult to choose, he took a deep look at Cheng Maofa, who was ranked first, and finally made up his mind!

continued to intercept Cheng Ling, he believed that Cheng Maofa's talent was by no means below Cheng Ling. As long as Cheng Maofa is here, while strengthening the Fadao Academy, he can also strengthen the entire Famous Sword Academy!

Sun Yuanliang's celestial and human battles, the younger brother on the field

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I don't know at all. They just looked at the young man in the field in shock, so amazing, so sharp, they all felt fear in their hearts, but helplessly, the urging of the Dao elder kept coming, and in the end they could only jump to the ring!

At this time, Cheng Ling was already at the most critical moment, his kendo trend was steadily rising, and it was suddenly interrupted, that feeling was like getting on the bed of a beautiful woman and stripping off his clothes, but he suddenly learned that the other party was inconvenient, and he was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood!

He glared fiercely at the nineteenth-ranked disciple on the stone pillar, and shouted, "Come down for me!"

The nineteenth-ranked disciple finally took a step, but he was interrupted by him and almost shrank back. Cheng Ling didn't care about anything else, from a long distance, a wind and thunder change struck out, and the two sword qi rays converged into a cross, and slammed heavily on that disciple.

The disciple spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell from the stone pillar.

It's another sword, this Cheng Ling is too good, even the disciples on the stone pillar are directly cut off the horse, who else can stop his madness!

The audience was full of passion, and the earth-shattering cheers pushed up another level above the clouds.

The sixteenth-ranked disciple of the Dharma Dao Academy turned pale! Niang, it's not even safe to be on the stone pillar, which variety of raw seafood is Cheng Ling? Is it a blessing or a curse, it is a disaster that can't be avoided, fight!

He let out a loud shout, boosted his momentum a little, and the whole person rushed down the stone pillar, wrapped in flames all over his body, and shot towards Cheng Ling!

"That's what it's like!"

Cheng Ling smiled slightly, dodged to avoid the momentum of the other party's forward rush, his body flickered, and several afterimages appeared, his eyes were blazing, paying attention to the other party's flaws.

At this point, he couldn't easily defeat the enemy with one sword. The opponent's fighting methods and habits are not familiar, and they are not completely sure of the first shot. Only by letting the opponent strike first and find out the flaw can you kill with one blow!

The spells in the hands of the Dharma Dao Academy disciple flew everywhere, constantly hitting the afterimage in front of him. He can see that the defensive light shield is useless to Cheng Ling at all, and he can't block the opponent's sword, so it is better to attack desperately, if he can hold on to a few more swords, he can also be famous in the academy.

It's just that Cheng Ling's doppelganger shadow body method is really mysterious, and continuous spell attacks can't hit the real body, and every time it's an illusory afterimage.

After attacking for less than half a cup of tea, Cheng Ling also roughly figured out the number of the other party's path, and with a swing of the long sword, a sword light suddenly passed behind him, and the disciple fell.

Although he persisted for a little longer, except for more than a dozen moves, Cheng Ling still only made one sword.

On the stone pillar, the corners of Song Duan's mouth twitched, damn it, don't you want to be so coquettish, only one sword is out every time. This is not the previous disciple, but the sixteenth-ranked disciple. In case a top-ranked disciple can't think of it for a while and comes to challenge me, if I can't defeat the enemy with one sword, where will I put my face?

The sixteenth-ranked disciple exited sideways, and the fifteenth-ranked disciple continued to relay. Cheng Ling's sword momentum has reached the limit, observed the opponent's several spell attacks, saw the flaws, and continued to defeat the enemy with one sword!

At this time, on the ring, there seemed to be a storm of sword qi blowing! The sharp edge was like a tornado towards Cheng Ling, and his body seemed to transform into a huge sword weapon, from illusory, gradually to condensed, and finally formed!

Rumble!

In Cheng Ling's mind, a roar sounded! The spiritual power liquid was penetrated by the sharp sword qi, and many subtle star points were destroyed in an instant, and the entire lake of spiritual power seemed to have dropped a little, and then slowly replenished.

His soul became more transparent, and his understanding skyrocketed. In an instant, the ultimate killer move of the blue wave sword technique was clear

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The bottom is enlightened and the state of perfection is reached.

After the subtle stars in the spiritual power were eliminated, the spiritual lake appeared even clearer, as if it were transparent.

"It turns out that my mental power also has so many magazines!"

Cheng Ling closed her eyes, and her soul was like taking a sauna, soft and soft, as if she was in a fairyland. Immediately afterwards, its own sword momentum finally took shape, seventy percent of the sword intent, and broke through!

In the audience, all the disciples and elders felt a terrifying sword intent rising into the sky, permeating all directions, and the air was vibrating like nothing, as if they were all having the slightest hint of edge, and it seemed to be wailing!

The original void sword intent is being concretized, from formless and insubstantial to tangible and insubstantial, with the strength of Cheng Ling's soul power, it is only a little inductive, and it is impossible to observe the sword intent in detail at all.

Seventy percent of the sword intent has reached the peak of being able to comprehend the sword intent in the infancy of the Yuan Dynasty, and the effect brought by it is not just as simple as increasing the attack power of the sword technique, it makes Cheng Ling's mind more transparent, and some obscure places in the past, at the moment when the sword intent reaches seventy percent, suddenly opens up.

The Thunder Cloud Sword Technique was fused to the thirty-fourth move, and only the last move, the Divine Thunder Death, was not fused, and its power was increased several times. On the basis of the initial consummation, the sword technique of Bibo Qianli has reached a higher level, and the application of sword technique is more flexible and the connection is more perfect.

Overall, seventy percent of the sword intent directly increased the attack power by thirty percent, and indirectly increased the attack power by two percent, adding up to fifty percent. Coupled with the general trend of the sword path he condensed, such an increase was really terrifying.

"Chop"

A fierce sword aura slashed into the ring ban, and the entire ban was cut out of a crack. The gap was straight and flat, showing its edge, and the slightest sword qi emanated, rubbing against the ban, making a sneering sound.

"Seven...... Seventy percent sword intent!"

Jian Lao Dao opened his mouth wide, his face full of disbelief. Cheng Ling fought against the enemy all the way, and all he revealed was only thirty percent of his sword intent, although he knew that Cheng Ling's sword intent was more than thirty percent. Even Gu Youlan and Bai Yiyi have reached fifty, and Cheng Ling, who controls the sword formation, must have a higher sword intent than them.

But he never thought that Cheng Ling could reach seventy percent of the sword intent. Generally speaking, no matter how strong the kendo talent of a monk in the Yuan Infant Stage is, he can only reach the peak of sixty percent of his sword intent, and only a very few kendo darlings can break through the shackles of the rules of heaven and earth and reach seventy percent!

For hundreds of millions of years, with the records of ancient books, I have only seen less than five people, and I can't imagine that I can witness it with my own eyes today. Think about yourself, the cultivation in the later stage of the transformation of the gods, and the comprehension of sword intent for nearly a thousand years, only to reach sixty percent of the sword intent, it is really more popular than people, and they are all alive to be dogs.

Jian Wuya was pleasantly surprised in his heart, he had confronted Cheng Ling's sword momentum before, and found that the other party's sword intent had reached the peak of sixty percent, and he didn't expect that in just ten days, he would break the record of Yuanying's disciples and reach seventy percent of his sword intent, which was really amazing.

Jian Yinghao's face was bitter, and he muttered to himself: "Terrible, seventy percent sword intent, Brother Cheng still leaves no way for people to live?" No, you can't be lazy anymore, you have to speed up your cultivation from tomorrow!"

Song Duan was dumbfounded, originally, because the ranking was one place higher than Cheng Ling, plus the other party had not shown his true strength, and there were some psychological advantages. Unexpectedly, this kid pretended to be a pig and ate a tiger, and defeated the enemy with a sword along the way.

He asked himself that he could barely do it, but the seventy percent sword intent that suddenly appeared could only look up. His sword intent was only comprehended by forty percent, and it was not as good as Bai Yiyi and Gu Youlan.

"Damn, this kid can really pretend!"

snorted, helpless in my heart. It seems that Song Qi's revenge can't be avenged, seventy percent of the sword intent, even if his strength is exhausted, he is definitely not Cheng Ling's opponent, so he can only give up!

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