The next machine games were all disciples of the Kendo Academy and the Martial Arts Academy. Naturally, the Kendo Academy would not choose Cheng Ling or Song Duan as opponents, wouldn't that be looking for abuse.

As for the Martial Arts Academy, Wu Qiankun saw the situation on the field clearly, and had already instructed the elders to explain that the disciples of the Martial Arts Academy only chose the Dharma Academy as their opponents.

The previous disciples were defeated by Song Duan and Cheng Ling, not only that, but the defeat was not light, and it didn't take ten days and a half to recover their strength. Now it's okay, the Kendo Academy is cutting thorns with a shawl in front, and the Martial Arts Academy can also pick up a few wallets in the back, why not.

After four consecutive games, it was the turn of the disciples of the Dharma Dao Academy to choose. This is Huang Haoran, a disciple ranked thirty-nineth, and before he could speak, there was a burst of cheers in the audience, shouting loudly: "Cheng Ling!

The top ten disciples looked at each other, this Cheng Ling is so popular, even the audience hopes that he can play.

Song Duan smiled and said, "Boy, it seems that you can't play if you don't want to, I guess my buddy will be much easier later." ”

Cheng Ling was depressed, and said helplessly: "It's a good calculation, just let me completely crush their dreams, Senior Brother Song will rest!"

After speaking, he jumped off the stone pillar and came to the center of the ring, waiting for Huang Haoran to arrive.

Huang Haoran's face was bitter, and he really didn't want to go up, but now let alone being the elder of the Dao, even the audience hopes that he will challenge Cheng Ling, and there is no room for retreat at all.

Falling from the stone pillar, standing far away opposite Cheng Ling, he didn't dare to get too close.

Cheng Ling's heart moved, continuous challenges, since you want to find out my reality, but it is not as you wish, I want to turn your challenges into pressure and challenge your own limits!

The referee announces the start of the match. As soon as the words fell, Huang Haoran couldn't wait to play a long list of spells, he didn't dare to let Cheng Ling make the first move, and he shot first, hoping to take the initiative.

Cheng Ling's doppelganger turned into a shadow and cast three afterimages, and Huang Haoran's spell couldn't find the right direction, so he had no choice but to divide and attack.

But before he could change his moves, a sharp sword light suddenly crossed from the side, his heart trembled, a sharp pain came, his body retreated into the air, lost his center of gravity, and fell heavily into the ring, and the whole person was silent in an instant!

One sword, another sword, the thirty-ninth ranked disciple was defeated with a sword in the hands of Cheng Ling!

The audience was very excited, and it was a different shot, although it was only a short moment, but the impact of Cheng Ling's sword moves on them was really amazing. It's just that next, what Cheng Ling said made them burn their passion to the extreme!

"I'm standing here, whoever wants to challenge me, come!

Arrogance! Strong! Domineering!

What does he mean by this, challenging the entire Dharma Academy?

The audience went completely crazy, and the cheers soared into the sky, and they couldn't be quelled for a long time.

Sun Yuanliang's face was gloomy, and he wanted to end the game in person when he looked at Cheng Ling's figure, until he didn't even know his mother. (uh...... It seems that the nominal old lady of the family has already hung up, and he doesn't know!)

Jian Lao Dao was in a hurry, and was about to send a voice to persuade him to keep a low profile, when Jian Wuyan's voice reached his ears and said: "Third brother, don't stop it, let him go, as long as he can carry it, the general trend will gather, and among the disciples of the same generation, no one can beat it!"

Jian Lao Dao was stunned, and swallowed back the words of persuasion on his lips, this kid is really extraordinary, and his extremely strong kendo talent has even begun to gather the general trend of kendo. Thinking back to the time when the first generation of the academy master, that's all.

Bai Yiyi and Gu Youlan

They all looked intoxicated, Cheng Ling's words were too domineering, and coupled with the experience of being in the south, they had to be convinced.

Jian Yinghao secretly praised in his heart, Brother Cheng is really extraordinary.

Song Duan opened his mouth wide, and said secretly in his heart: This kid can do it, he can say such a thing, isn't this a blatant provocation to all the disciples of the Dharma Dao Academy? However, I like it!

After a long time, the cheers of the earth-shattering subsided. The presiding elder glanced at the top forty disciples and asked, "Do you all challenge Cheng Ling?"

The scalps of all the disciples were numb, and they didn't dare to look at Cheng Ling's eyes. Sun Yuanliang was furious and ordered the elders: "Boy who doesn't know the height of the sky, tell him to go down, leave Song Duan alone, intercept and kill with all his might, and let him pay the price for his words!"

The face of the Fa Dao Dean changed, he was also angered by Cheng Ling's words, and when he heard the instructions of the courtyard master, where could he take care of it, he was busy transmitting the news to the disciples, telling them to come forward and challenge!

Under high pressure, the thirty-eighth ranked disciple jumped into the ring and stood opposite Cheng Ling.

Cheng Ling glanced at him and said to the presiding elder: "Elder, they all choose to challenge me, since this is the case, there is no need to interrupt, as long as they are ranked below me, those who come to challenge can be arranged to play in turn!"

The presiding elder gave him a deep look and nodded silently.

Cheng Ling looked at the disciples of the Dharma Dao Academy and said indifferently: "Come on, see if you can block a sword!"

The vigilance of the disciples of the Dharma Dao Academy was great, and they instantly laid layers of defensive light shields in front of them. Cheng Ling's words have been spoken, even if he loses in the end, as long as he blocks his sword, it will be a win!

Cheng Ling looked at him coldly, and after he didn't have a few layers of defensive light shields, his right hand moved, and the Red Flame Sword crossed an arc, and the shining sword light instantly broke through the defensive light shield in front of him, and bombarded the disciple heavily.

The disciple spurted out a mouthful of blood, his hand froze, and he fell limply. Continue to shoot only one sword and defeat the opponent completely!

The 38th was defeated, and as soon as the presiding referee waved his hand, two deacon disciples came to the stage and carried him down. Cheng Ling's long sword is pointed, and his face is number thirty-seven!

Disciple No. 37 gritted his teeth and jumped off the stone pillar, his body was still in mid-air, his hands flicked continuously, and a long series of spells were thrown over.

Cheng Ling didn't pay attention to it at all, the long sword swayed left and right, and the two sword lights were in the shape of a cross, bombarding the disciples of the Dharma Dao Academy in mid-air.

Disciple No. 37 didn't have time to step into the ring, and was hit by the sword light in mid-air, lost the ability to resist, and fell down heavily. The deacon disciple didn't wait for the elder's orders, rushed into the ring, and continued to carry it down!

The whole process was very smooth, the presiding elder smiled bitterly, these disciples have become fans of Cheng Ling, and they have almost nothing to do with themselves. You don't have to announce the start of the game, you don't have to announce who the winner is, just see who's lying in the ring!

After defeating two disciples with one sword in a row, Cheng Ling faintly felt that the sword momentum on his body was gradually rising. Now, he is only using Sancheng Sword Intent against the enemy, suppressing the ultimate power of Sword Intent, and he doesn't feel happy, but he doesn't want to show the peak sword intent of Liucheng in front of him.

Disciple No. 36 is not from the Dharma Dao Academy, and he is about to open his mouth to say the ranking he wants to challenge. Who knew that the presiding elder waved his hand and said, "Those who challenge the rankings of other disciples will be postponed first, and those who challenge Cheng Ling can directly go to the stage!"

What is the situation? The disciples were stunned and didn't know what to say. The audience is very happy, they are watching it, how can it be easily interrupted, the host is honestly great!

That's it, the thirty-sixth and thirty-fifth skip directly. It's the turn of three

The disciples of the No. 14 Dharma Dao Academy can only step down and challenge first.

Without any accident, he was defeated by a sword again, and the deacon disciple was carried down from the ring, and the sword momentum on Cheng Ling's body rose a little again.

Disciple No. 33, defeated!

Disciple No. 31, defeated!

Disciple No. 30, defeated!

The six disciples ranked between thirty and forty were all defeated! The sword momentum on Cheng Ling's body became more and more intense.

The presiding elder glanced at him and asked, "Rank twenty to thirty disciples, don't you need to rest?"

Cheng Ling said proudly: "Elders don't have to ask each other, as long as they are ranked below me, if they want to challenge me, no matter how many, they can go directly to the stage!"

The presiding elder glanced at him deeply, and then turned his head to look at the four courtyard masters on the rostrum, only to see that they didn't seem to care, and they didn't have any interest, so they solemnly announced: "Challenge Cheng Ling's disciples, go directly to the stage!"

Rumble!

The cheers of the audience once again soared into the sky, a little louder than before. Although there is only a difference of ten rankings, there is still a gap between twenty and thirty, let alone a dozen rankings, I can't imagine that Cheng Ling is still domineering and does not back down!

It's so enjoyable and exciting!

Jian Wuya nodded secretly, he seemed to see that there was another general trend on Cheng Ling's body. This general trend is different from the sword momentum, there is a faint kind of sword power, and Cheng Ling defeated the enemy with a sword before, and the sword is boundless to confirm, this is Cheng Ling's sword momentum!

"It's terrifying that you're only in your twenties, and you've condensed the general trend of kendo!"

People's beliefs are terrible, just like religions, Christianity, Buddhism, Islam, the gods, Buddhas, Allah and so on. It's obviously all dead things, but if you accept more worship, there will naturally be some strange changes.

This kind of change, in the explanation of the monastic world, is to have a certain aura. Of course, this aura is not omnipotent and is able to fulfill the wishes of all worshippers. It's just that they have some sustenance in their hearts, a trace of faith, pure thoughts, and no distracting thoughts.

These are the so-called gods and Buddhas. The general trend of kendo is the supreme realm pursued by sword cultivation. From the beginning of the prosperity of sword cultivation in ancient times, it was condensed. It's just that for hundreds of millions of years, the ancient sword cultivation was inexplicably lonely and silent, and finally disappeared without a trace, leaving only some fragmentary inheritance.

Although these inheritances cannot be compared with the sword path cultivated by sword cultivators in ancient times, they are always from the same origin, and they are faintly inextricably linked. Some monks with excellent kendo talents can feel some of them.

Cheng Ling belongs to such a monk, and coupled with the mysterious golden page he obtained, the swordsmanship taught in it has always been higher than in today's era, and it is very likely that the sword cultivation has left a slightly complete inheritance.

With the addition of various factors, it is not unusual for Cheng Ling to be able to touch the general trend of swordsmanship. As long as he can continue to condense this general trend, in the dark, his understanding of kendo will be greatly improved, and other swordsmen will be suppressed invisibly.

Of course, with Cheng Ling's current cultivation and realm, the general trend of the kendo he touched was very vague. I just feel that if I have to keep pursuing the belief of defeating the enemy with a sword, my sword path will be more pure, my thoughts will be clearer, and my understanding of swordsmanship and sword intent will improve faster.

Several disciples in a row were defeated with one sword, and they faintly had some understanding of the last move of the Bibo Qianli Sword Technique, which was already very close to perfection, and even the sword intent had reached the limit of sixty percent of the peak, as long as there was an opportunity, it could directly break through to seventy percent!