The Mighty Cauldron: Extreme Alchemist! Chapter 992: : Ling Wushuang’s strength

"Let's start, just click and stop, don't hurt people's lives." Haiyue City Lord said, and he took a special look at Ling Wushuang.

After all, above these five high platforms, only Ling Wushuang is the only one who may be worried about his life.

With the start of Haiyue City Lord, the ten people on the five high platforms immediately moved.

The fierce confrontation, the violent inner strength, the vigorous breath, the constant turbulent conflict, the scene was extremely hot for a while, and everyone below was applauded.

Anyone who can get to this step will not be a weak person. Naturally, he has a bit of real ability in his hands, otherwise there would be no local energy to come to Haiyue City.

On top of the five high platforms, the Tianjiao on four of them are fighting the most fiercely. You come and go, and it seems that it is difficult to distinguish the winner in a short time.

The high platform where Ling Wushuang is is the most interesting.

After all, Ling Wushuang is here, so I can't even think about it.

I saw that the scimitar on Ling Wushuang's waist was not unsheathed, and he dealt with the sword-holding young man with his bare hands.

The young man's sword moves are fierce, and the speed between shots is dazzling.

"This man has great sword skills!"

"Some talents, worthy of a genius in the third stage!"

"Unfortunately he met Ling Wushuang."

"Hey, luck, who can say for sure."

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Everyone on the ground discussed that the young man who fought against Ling Wushuang was not weak, but it was a pity that he was doomed to fail.

Ling Wushuang looked indifferent and calmly responded with bare hands. Although the young man's sword moves were fast, Ling Wushuang never revealed the slightest flaw. No matter how fast his sword moves, he could never gain the slightest advantage.

"You are too weak!" Ling Wushuang said, and his words were full of disdain for the young man with the sword.

The young man was angry. Even though he knew that he was far from Ling Wushuang's opponent, how could he be tolerated if the opponent despised him so much?

Knowing that Ling Wushuang was teasing himself, he didn't even release the scimitar at his waist, the young man with the sword snorted in his heart, and his sword gesture changed.

"Look at the sword!" The young man let out a low growl, and pointed out a sword. It seemed weak and weak, but it contained an endless sword meaning.

If you can't completely block this sword, it will usher in a continuous sword force, even if it is a warrior in the spirit bone realm, it may not be able to bear it.

"What a powerful sword move!"

Some exclamations sounded below. The young man who was facing Ling Wushuang was so strong. This type of sword move alone was enough to surprise many people.

On the high platform VIP table, King Pingbei looked at the sword-wielding young man with muddy old eyes, and showed a smile: "It turns out to be my little guy from Tang Guo, not bad."

Ling Wushuang saw the continuous attack of swords, and finally showed seriousness, and the scimitar was taken out of his waist.

The cold light suddenly appeared, but the scimitar had been carried by Ling Wushuang in his waist.

Many people didn't see what was going on at all, Ling Wushuang had already put his sword into its sheath, and his expression was extremely cold.

On the opposite side, the young man with the sword held the posture of the sword, but the expression on his face became bitter.

With a scream, the long sword in the young man's hand fell to the ground, and blood flowed from the young man's arm.

Ling Wushuang's knife not only broke the young man's sword, but almost cut off the young man's arm.

"I lost." The young man said sadly, clutching his injured arm.

Ling Wushuang didn't even look at him, turned around and left the platform.

"Ling Wushuang's knife, I didn't even see it!"

"So amazing! This Ling Wushuang is well-deserved!"

"It's terrible. If that knife is changed to me, I am afraid it will not be able to stop it."

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I won without any suspense, and it seemed that Ling Wushuang won very easily without much difficulty.

Such a result did not surprise anyone, except that Ling Wushuang showed the strength.

Although everyone knows that Ling Wushuang is very strong and strong, he is one of the strongest among the five hundred arrogances of Haiyue City.

After all, not many people have seen Ling Wushuang make a move, so naturally there will be some doubts and speculations about it.

Until now, after seeing Ling Wushuang's shots, those who had some doubts and guesses in their hearts completely believed it.

"The girl from the Ling family is pretty good." Meng Haiwen nodded and said, seeming to be very optimistic about Ling Wushuang.

Ye Mengxian's face was expressionless, and even snorted softly, seeming to express his attitude towards Ling Wushuang.

Tuobalie didn't respond, and didn't seem to pay much attention to Ling Wushuang.

Pingbei Wang nodded and said: "The sword technique is not bad, it is eye-catching."

Ling Wushuang quickly solved the opponent, but the contest on the other four high platforms continued. After all, not everyone has the strength of Ling Wushuang and can easily defeat the opponent.

In the first round, as long as you defeat an opponent, you can enter the next round, and those who fail in the first round are directly eliminated.

Continue to the fourth game, Fang Dading's name was drawn.

"Hey, it's me." Fang Lin smiled, ascended to the sky in one step, and stood directly on one of the high platforms.

"Huh? This guy is Fang Dading?"

"Isn't he Fang Lin, Master Alchemy?"

"That's right, he should have used an alias before."

"Tsk tsk, the taste of this name is really not flattering."

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Fang Lin's appearance attracted a lot of attention. After all, Fang Lin was a relatively dazzling figure at the banquet in the City Lord's Mansion that night.

Fang Lin also has the identity of an alchemy master, which is even more interesting. An alchemy master actually has good martial arts strength, which is really rare.

Of course, the people who know Fang Lin's identity are just the arrogant talents~IndoMTL.com~The other martial artists who come to watch the battle are not very clear about who Fang Dading is, and thought it was an unknown arrogant.

"This little baby is Tiankui's new apprentice?" King Pingbei looked at Fang Lin, then turned to ask Ye Mengxian.

Ye Mengxian smiled slightly: "He is indeed a disciple of Grandpa."

The king of Pingbei showed a bit of curiosity. He and the old Tiankui are old friends. Therefore, he knows the temperament of the old Tiankui and he will not accept disciples easily, especially after that happened thirty years ago. King Pingbei thought that Tiankui would never accept disciples anymore.

"I can be appreciated by the old Tiankui, I think this son should be unique." Meng Haiwen complimented, but it was a pity that Ye Mengxian and the North King didn't seem to treat him much, which made him feel a little self-deprecating.

Not only a few distinguished guests, but also the outstanding talents such as Winning Galaxy, Jian Qingshan, Shen Fan, etc., are also paying attention to Fang Lin.

Especially Ling Wushuang, staring at Fang Lin with beautiful eyes, as if to see everything about Fang Lin.

"You'd better not lose in the first game, otherwise it will be too boring." Ling Wushuang said coldly.