Reborn 80,000 Years

Chapter 148: Asura Martial Soul

"Everyone, the competition has not started yet, please stand apart. The competition will not start until you hear my order, understand?" The host glanced at the players around and said with a smile.

Everyone nodded and didn't say much, they just stepped back and kept their distance.

After everyone kept their distance, the host seriously reminded: "Everyone, this game is a friendly match. Everyone, pay attention to the end, and you must not kill yourself! Do you understand?"

"Yes!" Everyone replied in unison.

"Very good!" The host smiled slightly, took two steps back, and spit out two words:

"start!"

Peng!

As soon as the voice fell, a sonic boom suddenly resounded through the high platform. One of the ten contestants rushed out, like a ghost. Before everyone could react, he had already taken a step and walked directly to one of the contestants. in front of!

Then, draw your sword!

With a wave of the back of the sword!

With a sound of "Peng", the contestant was directly sent flying, and rolled down the stage in embarrassment, with a dazed look on his face from the beginning to the end.

He raised his head and saw a tall and straight figure standing on the stage.

Wu Jing!

hiss--

Seeing this scene, everyone took a breath, and their eyes flashed in disbelief. It was only a few breaths from the beginning to now, and Wu Jing actually killed a person directly? This method is too fast, right?

The other players were also stunned by Wu Jing's thunderous means, and they stepped back a few steps to keep their distance from him.

"Solved one."

Wu Jing retracted the sword silently, turned around, and looked at the others coldly.

There is a strong fighting spirit in those eyes!

"You are not bad."

A faint voice sounded, and a handsome young man suddenly walked out of the crowd, smiling at Wu Jing.

This person was dressed in fluttering white clothes, and also carried a sword behind his back, with three words tattooed on the skirt:

Tianhezong!

"A member of the Tianhe Sect?" Wu Jing frowned slightly, knowing something about this sect.

Tianhe Sect is a first-class sect in the empire, and there are countless geniuses in it. He can participate in this competition, and he is considered a leader in Tianhe Sect!

"That's right, I'm in Tianhe Sect, Mo Fan!" The man smiled slightly and said, "I heard that emperors have many geniuses, so I came here today to meet you for a while, but I didn't expect to meet a good opponent. "

Speaking of this, Mo Fan glanced at the sword behind Wu Jing, and said with a smile: "It's a coincidence, I also use the sword."

"Your sword is not as good as mine!"

Wu Jing spit out a few words coldly.

I am quite confident about the Sword of Shocking Evil.

"Really?" Mo Fan was not annoyed, and said calmly: "But this place is too noisy, I need to be quiet."

After saying that, Mo Fan suddenly touched behind him.

Slowly draw the sword——

And the moment he pulled out his sword, it seemed that there was an extremely turbulent force coming from all around, and the players around him seemed to be hit by a boulder. Just hearing the sound of "Peng", they all flew out backwards and fell to the ground in embarrassment!

hiss--

Seeing this scene, everyone immediately took a breath.

"What did he just do!"

Ling Yuyao exclaimed, as if she couldn't believe her eyes.

This person obviously didn't do anything, just drew his sword, but the students around him all flew out?

This... what's the situation?

Not to mention her, even Luo Qingling and the others on the side were all dazed, not understanding what happened just now.

"This is sword power!"

At this time, Yang Chen on the side suddenly spoke, and said lightly:

"The so-called sword power is the embryonic form of the sword intent. Even if you don't need to swing the sword, you can use the momentum to exert coercion on the people around you... In fact, the moment he just drew the sword, the sword has already been swung!"

Hearing this, everyone's expressions changed.

Without drawing the sword, but already drawing the sword?

What is the logic?

Yang Chen sighed, looked at Wu Jing on the stage, and said indifferently: "I'm afraid Wu Jing will lose this battle..."

He didn't expect to meet someone with sword power here. Although he hasn't fully cultivated the sword intent, it is quite rare.

...

But at the moment, only Wu Jing and Mo Fan were left on the stage.

"Although I don't know what you did just now, it's still impossible to win my Sword of Shocking Evil!" Wu Jing said, slowly pulling out the sword from behind.

The sword's edge is sharp, and the cold light surges.

Let him look more graceful and outstanding!

"Sword of Shocking Evil?" Hearing the name, Mo Fan was taken aback for a moment, his eyes revealed surprise, and said, "Are you from the Martial Artists Association?"

"so what?"

"Haha!" Hearing this, Mo Fan laughed and said, "Interesting! I have heard that the Sword of Shocking Evil is the number one sword technique in the empire. I have never had a chance to experience it before, but I didn't expect to encounter it today! "

"I just don't know, who is better than my Shura sword manual and this so-called sword manual of shocking evil?"

As Mo Fan said, he held the sword in his hand. Visible to the naked eye, a strange black light suddenly burst out from the sword, exuding a powerful aura!

He held the sword and stood quietly.

There was obviously no wind, but the clothes danced crazily.

Together with the sand and stones around them, they seemed to feel this momentum and floated buzzing.

"broken!"

Seeing this scene, a voice suddenly came from the crowd.

"Brother Mo, is he going to use this trick from the beginning?"

"This is the bottom of the box!"

"It was used in the first match?"

"Did he want to kill that man?"

The faces of several Tianhezong disciples changed, as if they had thought of something bad.

Hearing this, the elder smiled wryly, and shook his head, "Mo Fan, this kid, dreams of being able to comprehend the Sword of Shocking Evil. Now that he has finally met someone who will, how can he let go?"

"But he knows how to measure, and he won't mess around..."

Hearing this, several Tianhezong disciples opened their mouths, wanting to say something, but still didn't say it.

...

"Pretending to be a ghost!" Wu Jing frowned, and when he spoke, he waved the sword in his hand and roared away at the opponent.

A blue sword light suddenly turned into a ferocious dragon in the air, majestic and majestic!

"Shock the dragon!"

Whoosh...

As soon as the words fell, the giant dragon transformed by the sword energy immediately roared towards Mo Fan on the opposite side.

However, before the giant dragon touched Mo Fan, the other party suddenly made a strange movement.

He raised the sword high, and then inserted it into the ground with a "bang".

Hum——

In an instant, a powerful aura suddenly appeared on the entire high platform.

And under this aura, cracks burst out of that Jinglong's body suddenly, and the next moment, he heard a "Peng" sound, and collapsed!

At the same time, behind Mo Fan...

Suddenly, a Shura ghost with fluttering white hair and red body appeared!