Cangling World

Hansa woman is sinister.

She specializes in kendo, and she has a lot of dead souls.

Although he did not realize the sword intent, each sword energy contained killing intent, making it more powerful.

After a year of ascetic cultivation, his strength has improved tremendously, even if he is at the third level of True Qi, he can even fight.

Fortunately, Cai Ji has also made a lot of progress.

Especially after learning the fusion method, his strength is stronger.

Facing Han Sha's sharp sword qi, he used the sword in his right hand to display the martial skill Wind Scar, and his left hand pushed the ice palm to create a icy sword wind.

"It's fusion martial arts again!"

someone exclaimed.

In the previous ranking battle, Cai Ru displayed fusion martial skills and won the 31st place, becoming the biggest highlight of the competition at levels below True Qi.

Today, Cai Ji is also using fusion martial arts, which is really shocking.

"When did fusion martial arts become so easy to practice?"

Many disciples pondered.

The icy sword qi transformed by the icy palm and the wind marks is like a solid ice, which diffuses out in an instant and slashes down in a half-moon shape.

The sharp, cold breath made Han Sha's face change slightly.

"Xuanshui Sword Qi!"

Not to be outdone, she used Xiaocheng Xuan-level swordsmanship, the sword qi as thin as a cicada's wings intertwined into a net, and collided with the ice sword qi.

The harsh sound sounded, as if the tip of the knife had scraped through the steel, which made one's teeth sour.

The two waves of sword energy collapsed at the same time, turning into countless ice cones and shooting around, like thousands of blooming ice flowers.

The tide-like breath shook the two back.

But they did not stop and continued to fight.

In less than half a cup of tea, the two sides have fought for dozens of rounds.

"Yes, Cai Ji's realm is slightly lower, but his moves are very fierce." Zhao Ying commented on the stand.

As Cai Ji's master, she is naturally optimistic about her disciple.

"Hmph, if the power of the two martial arts is not fully integrated, the infuriating energy in the body will be exhausted sooner or later. I think he is self-defeating." Fourth Elder Zhong Wuzhen sneered.

Although he was punished and thought about it, the disciple was more important than this, and he still got the opportunity to watch the game.

He will not continue to face the wall until the end of the competition.

"Don't worry, Cai Ji is enough to win before the infuriating energy runs out." Zhao Ying was full of confidence.

Zhong Wuzheng sneered: "Really, let's wait and see..."

However, before his words fell, the stalemate in the ring suddenly changed.

Just listening to Cai Ji roar, the left hand used Xiaocheng Frost Palm, and the right hand used Xiaocheng Wind Mark sword move, suddenly united, the fusion degree reached 80%, and the strength exceeded 8,000 pounds.

The icy sword energy condensed toward the center under his control, like a thin half-moon-shaped piece of ice, slashing down with a terrifying aura.

This blow came too fast, the momentum was too strong, and the strength was extremely strong, comparable to the full-strength blow of the True Qi triple layer.

Han Sha girl couldn't dodge in time, was split and flew out, spitting blood and fell into the ring.

"Cai Jisheng!"

The deacons on both sides of the ring immediately announced the result.

"Damn, this kid actually kept his hand before!"

Zhong Wuzheng gritted his teeth, and an angry look appeared in his pupils.

Previously, Cai Ji and Han Sha Nu had fought for dozens of rounds. Although they occasionally used fusion martial arts, the degree of fusion was only 60%, and they could only slightly suppress Han Sha Nu.

Unexpectedly, Cai Ji kept one hand, and when Han Sha girl neglected to guard against, suddenly broke out the strongest blow.

In the next match, Lin Luo stood up.

He pointed to the youth in purple on a certain seat, and said loudly, "Feng Ran, get out."

"I reject!"

Feng Ran jumped up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

Lin Luo can easily defeat Han Sha-nü, and his strength is probably equal to that of the real infuriating third-level. With the strength to compete for the top fifteen, how can he be an opponent?

With that in mind, Feng Ran simply refused.

"You refuse?" Lin Luo half-smiled, "Okay, I will challenge you for the second time."

Feng Ran was instantly exasperated and said, "How can the same person challenge twice in a row?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a deacon said: "Note, in this disciple competition, one person can be challenged by another person in a row, but it cannot exceed three times at most."

"what!"

Feng Ran's face turned green, and he immediately refused again.

Hearing this, Lin Luo raised his mouth slightly and said, "Then, I challenge you for the third time, do you dare to accept it?"

"You... so despicable!"

Feng Ran was furious and scolded.

Previously, a disciple of the same level challenged him, but he didn't want to fight, so he refused.

Now that he has been challenged by Lin Luo twice, he has rejected it twice, and the chance to avoid fighting has been exhausted.

This third time, he had to fight no matter what.

Thinking of Lin Luo's terrifying strength, Feng Ran's scalp tingled.

"Your strength is too strong, isn't this an obvious bully!" Feng Ran was very unwilling and shouted: "Besides, I am a mysterious alchemist, the strongest is alchemy and fire control, you fight me. , Victory is impossible!"

Lin Luo said with a half-smile, "Oh, you said that your fire control skills are very strong, then I can accompany you to compare fire control skills."

Hearing this, Feng Ran narrowed his eyes slightly and said with a sneer, "The kid is crazy, I promise you!"

Anyway, he had to fight no matter what. If he was only better at controlling fire than he was, he would be confident to defeat Lin Luo and be proud of himself.

On the ring, Feng Ran waved his hand forward with a grin, a real fire rose from his palm, and the surrounding temperature rose immediately.

"Boy, compared with me the art of controlling fire, you are stupid." The temperature of the real fire in Feng Ran's palm suddenly increased, turning into a long flame and whipping down.

"Your fire control technique is really too weak."

Lin Luo put his hands behind his back and let the flames grow. The whip lashed.

"This is too much!"

Many disciples in the audience frowned.

Although Feng Ran's combat power is far inferior to Lin Luo's, the former is also a Xuan-level alchemist, and in terms of fire control, he can definitely rank in the top three among all the disciples of the martial arts academy.

Seeing that Lin Luo didn't dodge or call out the real fire, Feng Ran opened his eyes wide and was secretly happy.

However, before he was happy for too long, the smile on his face immediately froze.

Even the spectators were stunned.

Just because Lin Luo only stretched out his hand at the last moment, the flame was long. The whip immediately disintegrated, turned into a rootless flame and spread out, and went out in an instant.

"How is that possible!" Feng Ran bit his tongue in shock, and immediately, as if he had remembered something, he shouted coldly: "No, you must be cheating, and it's better than the art of controlling fire!"

Everyone was woken up immediately and looked at Lin Luo with contempt.

If he hadn't used his own powerful combat power, how could he defeat the flame whip with one palm?

"It's not fair!" Feng Ran rebuked loudly.

"I cheated?"

Lin Luo smiled, he suddenly stretched out his hand, and a ray of white flame ignited in his palm, however, the surrounding temperature did not rise at all.

Most of the disciples mistook it for a true qi, and only the warriors above the true qi realm had their eyelids twitching wildly after a brief stupor.

"This technique of controlling fire... oh, it's too scary!"

An elder suddenly stood up and stared intently at the flame in Lin Luo's palm.