Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

"Ling Yixue versus Ling Feng!"

After a few more rounds, a heavyweight match began.

Ling Yixue, ranked second in the Elite Hall, faced off against Ling Feng, ranked third.

This battle naturally attracted everyone's attention again, including Ling Yihang and Ling Xiao, the two people who currently maintain a winning streak.

"Ling Yixue! Ling Yixue!"

"Ling Feng! Ling Feng!"

In terms of the number of fans, Ling Yixue and Ling Feng are evenly matched.

One is an extremely talented beauty.

One is a genius disciple in his own clan.

Each has its own fans.

So when they took the field, there were almost crazy cheers and cheers from the audience.

"Ling Yixue, you have rejected my love many times, which is an insult to me! Today I will make you regret it completely!"

For Ling Feng, Ling Yixue is the most ideal partner in his mind.

As for Ling Yu, it is just a substitute.

It's a pity that Luohua is ruthless and Ling Yixue doesn't take him seriously at all.

In today's showdown, he naturally wanted revenge.

"You can't force things about relationships, not to mention that I just want to practice cultivation right now!"

Ling Yixue said lightly.

There was no wave on her face, and she didn't seem to take Ling Feng's provocation into consideration at all.

Choking!

Ling Feng's long sword was unsheathed!

"The Willow Sword Blowing in the Wind" draws an irregular sword mark, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, making it difficult to catch.

The most terrifying thing about this sword technique is its weirdness.

Just when you think it's fast, it suddenly slows down.

Just when you think it's slow, it suddenly becomes faster.

Ling Yixue did not dare to neglect, she stretched out both palms, and the air of ice spurted out, as if the air was frozen.

Everyone in the audience didn't even dare to take a breath.

After all, this is a showdown between second and third.

Bang!

In an instant.

The hands wrapped in ice met the strange sword.

However, after just a slight touch, the long sword suddenly changed direction and stabbed towards Ling Yixue's waist.

Battles are not always head-on.

Ling Feng's "Wind Blowing Willow Sword" may not be as powerful as "Ice Palm", but its weirdness is far better than Ice Palm.

But Ling Yixue is not an easy person.

The long sword struck, and she fell back, easily dodging the blow.

"Alas, Ling Yixue has no family support after all and relies on her own efforts. If she doesn't turn her energy into a force, I'm afraid she will lose!"

After ten moves, Ling Xiao gently shook his head.

He actually hoped that Ling Yixue would win, but looking at it like this, Ling Feng's sword skills should not be underestimated, and the long sword in his hand was also an ordinary treasure.

But Ling Yixue was using her bare hands, which was a big disadvantage in itself.

On the field, you come and go, and we have already exchanged hundreds of moves!

However, neither party was injured.

Ling Feng's sword never touched the corner of Ling Yixue's clothes.

And Ling Yixue couldn't hurt Ling Feng.

In terms of pure martial arts, perhaps the two are equally matched.

The battle soon entered a stalemate, and someone on the referee's bench was already paying attention to the time.

But it is really difficult for the referee to decide who loses and wins in this game.

Because the two of them were obviously equally matched, neither could hurt the other.

It looks like it can only be a draw.

"Everyone, it looks like this match will end in a draw."

The chief referee looked at the people around him and discussed.

"That's not necessarily true, Feng'er hasn't used his trump card yet!"

The speaker was not the referee, but Ling Shisan, who had stood near the referee's seat at some point.

That is Ling Feng's father.

"Are there any trump cards?"

Several referees were shocked. They did not think that Ling Shisan was being alarmist.

There must be a reason for saying that.

"Look, the situation on the field has changed!"

At this time, someone suddenly shouted, causing everyone to look up quickly.

On the competition stage, the battle situation indeed changed a lot.

With about two hundred moves, Ling Feng dodged Ling Yixue's palm attack, then suddenly stepped back and swept away with a sword.

A seemingly ordinary sword shot out with a strange sword energy!

Whoosh!

"Ding!"

"Um!"

Although Ling Yixue blocked the sword energy, her defense was still penetrated, and a small hole was shot through one of her arms.

He flew out of the competition arena with a groan.

"Gang Qi!"

Ling Yixue looked up at Ling Feng, with a hint of surprise in her eyes.

However, it was just a hint of surprise.

"That's all, let him win, I can't show my strength at this time!"

She also has Gang Qi, and more than Ling Feng, but she has her own ideas. The Gang Qi will be used in the finals, but she doesn't need it now.

"He turned Qi into Gang! No wonder Ling Shisan was so confident that his son actually condensed Gang Qi!"

Everyone on the referee's bench was surprised.

Although there are many warriors at the third level of martial arts peak, there are very few who can truly understand how to turn Qi into Gang.

Unexpectedly, two people in this elite hall have realized Gang Qi.

"Ling Shisan, Ling Shisan, your son has hidden it deep enough. He has only used his Gang Qi now. His talent is amazing. It seems that he will have a place in the top ten of this competition."

The referee sighed.

Ling Shisan just smiled lightly and said: "The elder is overly praised, the dog is just a master of Gang Qi."

Although he said this, Ling Shisan's face was filled with uncontrollable excitement.

His son Ling Feng is only fifteen years old. He can enter the top ten of the Genius Hall at this age, which is already very impressive.

"Ling Feng wins!"

The referee announced the result of the game.

"Strange, why does it feel like Ling Yixue didn't use her full strength?"

Ling Xiao touched his chin in confusion. Although the results had come out, he still had a feeling.

Ling Yixue is still stronger than Ling Feng, she just hides something.

"Ling Feng! Ling Feng!"

The victory over Ling Yixue made Ling Feng's popularity unparalleled for a while, and even had the momentum to surpass Ling Yihang.

After all, those who watch the excitement don't know how terrifying Ling Yihang is.

"Yixue, why bother? Do you want to use your Gang Qi to deal with me?"

Ling Yihang appeared beside Ling Yixue at some unknown time and asked lightly.

"How could it be? I just want to have more support during the finals."

Now that it was seen, Ling Yixue did not hide it.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of Ling Feng!"

Ling Yihang just said something lightly, and then closed his eyes again. It seemed that no more competitions on the field could arouse his interest.

Ling Feng looked at Ling Yihang and felt bored, then looked at Ling Xiao again, with disdain and resentment between his brows.

You are next, Ling Xiao!

"Brother Feng, you are great!"

Before Ling Feng could step down, Ling Yu actually rushed onto the stage and threw herself into Ling Feng's arms, then looked at Ling Xiao with provocative eyes.

That seems to be saying, so what if you defeat me, my brother Feng will avenge me.

Ling Xiao just smiled lightly.

Are you really stupid enough to think that you can suppress me by condensing a trace of Gang Qi?

You are only qualified to force me to use "Ox Demon Technique: Barbarian Bull Transformation into Demon".

But your "Sword Blowing in the Wind" is pretty good. I'll play with you later.

The game continued. After Ling Yixue lost, there were only three people who maintained the winning streak, namely Ling Yihang, Ling Feng and Ling Xiao.

In everyone's eyes, Ling Xiao is just a foil.

Ling Yihang and Ling Feng are the two unparalleled heroes of the Elite Hall, and their fight will definitely be the finale.

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