Looking at the scholar Zhao Ming who fell to the ground with vomiting blood, Nangong Ling put away his sword expressionlessly, plain and unpretentious.
This person is mentally ill.
He tried to get close to her right away, saying that they had met before and he didn’t want to hurt an old friend.
When he attacked, he even warned her not to self-realize.
It was simply inexplicable.
Although the opponent’s attack with righteousness was indeed rare, his strength was still a bit ordinary.
Even if she didn’t use the divine pupil, the additional vision still allowed her to instantly see the weak points of defense.
She lost her swordsmanship, but her honed swordsmanship was still there, and she won casually.
…
The victory in this game was really beyond everyone’s expectations.
After all, this was a disciple of Yuantan Academy, and he was quite strong among the same team this time.
But such a person who was enough to be called a genius outside was not a match at all.
Everyone couldn’t help but look at the calm woman on the stage, and they were shocked.
This Qinglian Sect woman is so strong!
Why have I never heard of her before?
She is too low-key. It’s impossible that she broke through to the Golden Core Realm all of a sudden?
It seems that the Qinglian Sect should not be underestimated!
"Brother Zhao!" There was a commotion in the Yuantan Academy team. Several disciples stepped forward and carefully helped the person down.
Zhao Ming’s face was as pale as gold paper, and his breath was even weaker.
He coughed heavily a few times, still a little unbelievable: "That woman, she didn’t just break through to the Golden Core Realm!"
The other party’s cultivation is definitely above his!
Zhao Ming didn’t believe that the other party’s origin from a new sect could improve so much in one year.
At the time, it was a life-and-death situation in the mountains, but the other party only showed the strength of the foundation-building realm. The city is really too deep!
"You must be careful…" Zhao Ming said the last word and then fell into a coma.
The law enforcement disciples who had been waiting for a long time immediately stepped forward and carried him down for treatment.
"Even Senior Brother Zhao lost so easily. Will there be any accidents in this competition?" A disciple who had been eliminated long ago said with a worried expression.
Their Yuantan Academy has won the championship since the first competition.
In the past, even the top ten were their own people.
So this time they naturally regarded it as a sure thing.
The most important thing is that the first prize of this competition is a fairy sword personally refined by Tianyue Zhenren, the great elder of the academy who presided over the competition. It is of extraordinary value. Even for the great masters of the Transformation Realm, it is a magic weapon!
The eyes of the academy disciples all fell on the man in brocade clothes who was still calm and composed.
Senior Brother Lin is the best among them, with the seventh level of Golden Core, which is rare even among all the disciples. Even the Palace Master said that he has the potential to become a god in the future.
If it is him, there will be no problem.
Feeling the inquiry of his fellow disciples, the handsome man in brocade clothes said calmly, "Although she is good at swordsmanship,But he has not condensed the sword heart, so he can’t beat me."
Hearing this, everyone was relieved.
…
Nangong Ling’s outstanding performance also attracted attention from above.
"I didn’t expect that a dark horse from the twelve sects would appear in the competition."
"Fourth level of Jindan, the young are really formidable!"
The sect leaders and elders couldn’t help but sigh.
"Qinglian Sect, is it the sect that has only been promoted to the first-class for a few years?"
"With such qualifications, it is more than enough to go anywhere, but you chose a place without foundation, which is really a bit of a pearl covered in dust. "One of the first-rate sect’s Yuanying Perfection Sect Master spoke up, his eyes full of envy.
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt as if he was being stared at by some great terror, and couldn’t help but shudder.
Meeting Liu Ruyan’s cold eyes not far away, he smiled awkwardly and immediately changed his words, "However, the Qinglian Sect has been able to become a first-rate sect in just a hundred years, which shows its extraordinary potential. It is normal for a genius to come and join. ”
After he finished speaking, the palpitation disappeared, and the Yuanying Sect Master secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Perverted.
The disciple is perverted, and the Sect Master is even more perverted!
Remember that when I just reached Yuanying Perfection, the other party was only at the second level of Yuanying, but now he is still perfect, and this woman has already become a spirit?
Who can I go to for justice?
It’s true that people will die if they compare themselves to others.
…
The competition continued in an orderly manner, and the number of people left was getting smaller and smaller.
Top 64, Top 32, Top 16…Finally, the finals began.
Lin Chengyu, the leader of Yuantan Academy, was proud of the seventh level of Jindan, and his swordsmanship swept through the crowd.
And Nangong Ling, the dark horse, was equally amazing. He defeated all opponents with a sword, and would never use extra moves if he could kill them instantly.
The final duel between the two sword cultivators attracted everyone’s attention.
Lin Chengyu stood upright with his sword, looking at the woman with black satin on the opposite side with some disappointment.
Although he felt that beating a sword cultivator without sword heart was a piece of cake, he did not say anything harsh after all.
Whatever, it’s just a competition.
This woman is superb in swordsmanship, only lacking sword heart, so let her see my sword heart. If she can deepen her understanding, there will be more opponents who can really fight in the future.
Both sides are people who will never talk too much if they can fight, and the battle is about to start.
Lin Chengyu took a deep breath and closed his eyes.
The opponent couldn’t take this sword.
For no reason, heavy snow fell on the field magically.
Some people couldn’t help but reach out to touch it, it was icy cold, but there was no moisture on their hands.
"Fake, fake? "
Before he finished speaking, Lin Chengyu instantly opened his eyes, which were full of sharpness.
Drawing the sword, the sword edge sharpened in the scabbard, and a series of dragon roars were drawn!
The original snowflakes in the sky were broken like a dream, like light and lightning, and in the middle, a cold light suddenly appeared, extremely sharp!
Even before the sword energy came to him, Nangong Ling felt aA stinging pain caused by the cold wind, and small wounds were cut on the clothes on her arms and thighs.
She frowned slightly and wanted to dodge, but found that the sword seemed very slow, but as soon as this thought came to her mind, the distance of the sword energy suddenly shortened.
Can’t dodge, can only break!
Is it really the sword heart?
This person is really strong.
Even if I, who had the sword heart before, could break through to the golden elixir normally, I would not be sure to take it.
But…
Who said she was just a sword cultivator.
In the astonishment of everyone, Nangong Ling not only did not touch the hilt of the sword, but stretched out his hand to cover the black satin that covered his eyes.
Slowly pulled it down, revealing the eyes that flowed with the light of the sun and the moon.
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