Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

Wang Siru is a mature Tianmai warrior

However, Ling Xiao's external cultivation at this time was only that of a Tianmai warrior in the growth stage.

Therefore, Wang Siru didn't take him seriously at all.

"Yuehua Sect? Is that the last sect? I'm so lucky, I got this point!"

After muttering something, Wang Siru suddenly moved his feet, opened and closed Yanyue's long sword, and slashed Ling Xiao's head with one blow.

The move is very fast and very powerful.

Although the move is not flashy or weird, it is not easy to avoid because it is too fast.

The light of the sword flashed like a silver bolt, which was terrifying.

Ling Xiao stood there without moving. The terrifying will to kill was released with the sword intention, like a sharp sword piercing the opponent's heart.

"No--!"

While Wang Siru's broadsword was still in mid-air, a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out from his whole body, and then he fell heavily to the ground.

"What a terrible will!"

The ten referees looked at this scene in surprise.

Since the start of the competition, except for Mo Wushang, only Ling Xiao can easily defeat his opponent with this kind of Fangshi.

"It's a pity, since Yu is born, how can Liang be born? With Mo Wushang, Ling Xiao is destined to not be able to go far on this road."

The referee sighed.

It is said that in ancient times, two masters, You Liang and Yu, were equally matched in strength, but Yu was inferior to Liang in everything, and was eventually angered to death by Zhuge Liang.

What the referee said was based on this allusion.

As for whether the allusion is true, it is difficult to judge because it is so long ago.

But when the referee said this, he clearly felt that Ling Xiao's talent in soul secret arts could not be compared with Mo Wushang.

Ling Xiao heard what he said, but just smiled faintly, turned around and walked off the competition stage.

And his opponent Wang Siru has been carried off the competition stage.

In fact, Wang Siru's injury was not serious. The key was that he was frightened by Ling Xiao. He would probably be fine after a short rest.

"What is that idiot Wang Siru doing? Is he taking advantage of the Yuehua Sect?"

The referee is a strong person in the cave heaven realm, so he can see that Ling Xiao used his soul power, but most warriors' cultivation is not up to that level, so they don't know what Ling Xiao did.

I thought Wang Siru had let go.

Even Yan Liehuo thought so.

But if the referee doesn't speak, it's useless no matter how dissatisfied they are.

"Ling Xiao wins!

Next, Feng Mo Ting and Po Qianjun come on stage! "

As the voices of the referees from the ten groups fell, the ten groups suddenly started talking one after another.

Many spectators even looked over here.

After breaking through thousands of troops, Ling Xiao knew him, and he was indeed very strong.

However, the audience didn't seem to be paying attention to him, but to the Feng Mo Ting.

"Feng Mo Ting is finally here. He ranked 19th in the last martial arts festival. Among the tenth group, he is the strongest!"

"That's right, in order to prevent the top twenty players from meeting each other too early, during the grouping, there will be two top twenty players in each of the ten groups. Our tenth group will be the nineteenth Feng Mo Listen, there’s Zhai Jun in the second style.”

"These two people will probably be the two with the highest points in our group in the end. There shouldn't be any surprises."

"That Po Qianjun is said to be a warrior from Tianlong Academy. I don't know what his strength is. Can he hold up ten moves against Feng Mo Ting?"

"It's difficult. Po Qianjun is just a newcomer. Let alone ten moves. If you can survive four or five moves under Feng Mo Ting's hands, then you'll be thankful."

The discussion among the people made Ling Xiao smile a little.

Can newcomers be looked down upon?

Although Po Qianjun did not enter the top six in the preliminaries, his strength was definitely higher than that of Feng Moting.

Ling Xiao is fully confident.

As for the Fuma Ting, he was dressed in a typical ninja style, with a rather sinister appearance, and there was a black aura lingering between his eyebrows, which was left behind by those who often killed innocent people.

If you don't resolve it as soon as possible, I'm afraid it will go crazy sooner or later.

Ling Xiao didn't like such people very much, but his judgment was not affected by his own emotions.

You must know that Po Qianjun still wanted to kill him when he was in the real demon forbidden area, and he didn't have a good impression of Po Qianjun.

But in terms of strength, it is indeed better than breaking a thousand troops, there is no doubt about this.

This guy actually used a sword, the same sword as Ling Xiao.

Standing there, there was an aura of destruction and destruction.

If you guessed correctly, this guy should have realized the destructive sword intention!

Ling Xiao looked at the two of them with interest.

On the fighting stage.

The two stood more than ten meters apart, with strong confidence on their faces.

"Po Qianjun, considering that you are a disciple of Tianlong Academy, take the initiative to admit defeat to avoid embarrassment."

Feng Mo Ting looked at Po Qianjun and said calmly.

There was strong confidence and pride in his tone.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Po Qianjun suddenly laughed wildly.

"why are you laughing?"

Feng Mo Ting frowned.

"I'm laughing at you, you idiot, you can't even take three moves under my hands!"

As soon as these words came out, it was like a basin of boiling water being poured into the crowd.

Not only the players in the tenth group, but also the surrounding audience sneered at Po Qianjun's words.

This guy is too shameless. Someone who didn't even make it to the top six in the preliminaries is probably not as strong as Yan Liehuo. How dare he speak like this in front of Feng Mo Ting?

Who does Feng Mo listen to?

That was the twentieth place in the previous session, and Yan Liehuo was only fifty-one.

Even among the Heavenly King Sect, Feng Moting is ranked sixth among the top ten core disciples.

In terms of cultivation, he is not inferior to Mo Wushang, Dao Wuming and others. The martial arts he practices are also the jade-grade martial arts of the Tianwang Sect, which is definitely among the top among warriors at this stage.

It's just that the reputation is not that loud.

How virtuous and capable is this man who broke through thousands of troops and dared to look down on him?

"interesting!"

Feng Mo was so angry at Po Qianjun's words that he laughed: "Originally, I thought that we were our own people and didn't want to do anything to you, but you really don't know what's good for you. You said you can defeat me in three moves? I'm not that arrogant, five moves. I will definitely let you get out of the competition ring."

"Stop talking nonsense and do it quickly."

Po Qianjun kept holding his breath.

The reason why he did not become one of the last six people in the preliminary round was not because he was not as strong as those six people, but because he was tricked by the phantom figure that appeared at the end.

It was a bit embarrassing to say it, and he didn't want to mention it again. Now he just wanted to show his strength as early as possible in the finals, and let those people know that he was not a coward and useless.

Unfortunately, Feng Moting became a stepping stone for him to prove himself.

"I'll help you!"

Feng Mo sneered, the storage ring flashed with light, and a narrow long knife used by the ninja appeared in his hand.

With a flick of his wrist, the long sword actually burst out with dozens of bird-shaped thunder and lightning sword energy that rushed towards Po Qianjun.

Every sword energy is mixed with terrifying thunder and lightning will. Although it is not very powerful, it can pose a great threat to warriors below the heavenly realm.

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