Martial World Chapter 244: Booming up

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"So, it seems that the enthusiastic soul genius passed on a few days ago seems to be him." In the contestant area, a young man with a silver mask on the half side drank tea and said leisurely, watching his manners , I didn't take this group stage to heart at all. The mask he wore was very strange, covering only the small half of the face on the right side of the bridge of the nose. From the exposed face, it was a handsome man with a slight soft Aura.

Mask youngster does have pride in capital. His cultivation level reached the late stage of condensed pulse. He is a core disciple of Qixuangu Fantasy and one of the seed players in the sixth group.

The core disciples of Qixuangu differ greatly from ordinary disciples in strength. The core disciples themselves are Innate Skill. With sufficient resources, their strength is often several times higher than that of ordinary disciples.

"Why, Brother is interested in this kid?" Beside the masked youth, a young man held a teapot and poured water on the mask youngster at any time.

"He's not worth my interest yet, but I happen to know the soul attack, so I just use him to practice."

"Brother deserves him too much, Brother attacked the soul of a kid who forged the pinnacle of the bone, it really killed the chicken with a bull knife." Xuangu's resources for ordinary disciples are simply incomparable with those of the core disciples, so many ordinary disciples hugged the core disciples' thighs, hoping that leaking out of their fingers would be enough for a while.

"Huh? It's my turn."

The mask man heard the referee calling himself. Get up from the position and walk up to the platform. His eyes brightened when he saw his opponent.

Good luck. In the first game, I met a beautiful woman, and she was so young, and cultivation level was so high, it was really excellent.

"During the next fantasy period, Bitinghua, do you admit defeat yourself? Or do you ask me to admit defeat?" Bitinghua said with a smile, the girl in front of her was only cultivation level in the middle of forging bones. It's more than a Realm worse than him, and impossible is his opponent.

Qin Xingxuan gritted her teeth. She didn't expect to meet such a strong opponent as soon as she came up.

"Xingxuan, admit defeat!"

Under the stage. Lin Ming shouted that Lin Ming could probably estimate the strength of Qin Xingxuan, defeating his opponents in the early stage of Ningmai at most, but martial artist in the middle stage of Ningmai was beaten, not to mention that the other party ’s cultivation level reached the late stage of Ningmai, and it was not the ordinary period .

Take a sigh of relief, Qin Xingxuan said unwillingly: "I give in."

"Bi Ting Hua Sheng!"

The referee announced that Qin Xingxuan was somewhat frustrated when he lost the game without playing.

Lin Ming patted Qin Xingxuan's shoulder lightly and said, "There is nothing to be frustrated. You are only fifteen years old, and some of the time is your stage after three years."

"Yes." Qin Xingxuan ordered nod, feeling better.

Bi Tinghua had some regrets at first. He looked at Lin Ming and looked at Qin Xingxuan. He suddenly grinned. It seems that the relationship between the two is not simple, which is more interesting now. In the face of a beautiful young girl, hit her love Langhua flowing water, what could be more interesting than this?

Bi Tinghua stepped down, and his classmate immediately greeted him and said with a smile on his face: "Congratulations to Tinghua Brother for winning the flag."

"It's just a little girl. I can't even beat her, but this little girl Innate Skill is really good. It is also first-class among the core disciples of Qixuangu. I am afraid that she will be recruited into the general clan in advance. "

Bi Tinghua was thinking, the referee announced: "Game 6, Qian Xiaohu vs. Lingsen!"

Qian Xiaohu Correct Bi Tinghua's diligent tea attendant, although this guy is focused on slipping and beating the horse, but his cultivation level is not too bad. At the beginning of the condensed veins, he can prove through Mountain Gate (sect) that he still has two. Of brushes.

I heard that it's his turn to play, Qian Xiaohu stood up excitedly, "Brother, it's my turn, younger brother will come and go."

Bi Tinghua was not very optimistic about Qian Xiaohu. He glanced at Qian Xiaohu's opponent cultivation level, but he froze. The early stage of forging? No, how did he pass Mountain Gate (sect)? Could he be good at martial artist of movement?

Mountain Gate (sect) is the first level. movement's martial artist has a great advantage. Some martial artists with average strength can rely on top-level movement to pass the level.

"Haha, Brother, my Luck is so good. I met a guy in the early days of forging bones, and he is still from 36 countries. It is estimated that this guy is only good at movement."

Before Qian Xiaohu was on the field, the victory was written on the face of already. The difference is a whole Realm. The opponent is still from martial artist of 36 countries. There is no pressure at all.

"The game is starting!"

As soon as the referee's voice fell, Qian Xiaohu grabbed Lingsen with a claw and wanted to make a quick decision. With the initial cultivation level of Ningmai, if he could not defeat the early martial artist of a forged bone from 36 countries, then It's too shameful.

I have to prove the value of existence. No Brother is willing to accept a waste as my younger brother.

Ling Sen's foot was steady, not even pulling the epee on his back, pressure broke out, the overwhelming killings spread, and the air on the platform was suddenly sticky, and the killing field opened. !!

Qian Xiaohu only feels that the surrounding scene has changed. He seems to have come to Hell in Blood Pond, facing the countless Shura Ligui, screaming at himself.

People like Qian Xiaohu who focus on slipping and beating the horse are not Martial Dao. How can it break the killing field of Lingsen?

Qian Xiaohu was confused, his footsteps were panic, and Sword Arts was full of flaws. In fact, he couldn't see where Lingsen was now, and all around him were Shura Ligui.

Ling Sen stepped in front of Qian Xiaohu at will and punched out.

"Boom!"

Qian Xiaohu flew out, bumped heavily on protection cover, and fell a little bit.

"Linsen wins Game Six!"

The referee took a deep look at Ling Sen. This Ling Ling gave him more surprises than Lin Ming. The substantial murderous aura condensed into a field. It was incredible that he could use murderous aura to this extent.

In the early stage of forging bones, he easily defeated his opponents in the early stage of Ningmai. Although Qian Xiaohu was average in strength, he was a disciple of Qixuangu after all. Compared with martial artist in the early stage of Ningmai in 36 countries, he was much stronger.

The audience is a little dazed, what's going on? Is Qian Xiaohu a monkey? Why are you watching the other guy punch him with a punch?

Qian Xiaohu got up from the ground, and ran pale, and thought of the chaos just now, he was scared. He never dared to face Lingsen any more, just as if he was fighting the devil of Shura .

"Boss ... I ..." Qian Xiaohu was shocked. He lost to a martial artist in the early stage of forging, and he felt unable to lift his head.

Bi Tinghua ignored Qian Xiaohu, but just looked at Ling Sen on the stage, and touched his chin with one hand. "martial artist in the 36 countries is getting more and more interesting, and I despise them."

The game is played one by one. Each group of twenty-one people will face fifteen games. In the end, the winner will be determined by the number of winners. Until the twelfth game, Lin Ming As soon as his eyes lighted up, "The original six groups also have such expert."

There are no seven Xuangu disciple disciples in the six groups. Lin Ming originally thought that Bi Tinghua was the strongest person, but now he saw a real expert, cultivation level condensed peak, and his own pressure was shocking. Like a peerless Treasure Sword standing on the ring, his eyes are like sword light, piercing people's hearts, as his opponent, even if he just looks at him, he must withstand great pressure.

"Jiang Zong Jiang Lanjian, please advise!" Jiang Lanjian held the hilt of his sword in both hands and performed the duel ceremony of martial artist. Before that, he has been watching several opponents in other regions that deserve his attention, and the six groups in his opinion, although There are Lin Ming and Bi Tinghua who are quite good expert, but these two are not enough to be his opponents, so there is nothing to pay attention to, until his game, Jiang Lanjian appeared.

"Please ... please advise." Jiang Lanjian's unlucky opponent was from martial artist, an early condensed vein of Huo Luoguo. At this time, his face was like a frosted eggplant. already gave up in his heart before the fight. .

"The game is starting!"

The judge gave an order, and the disciple of Huo Luo raised his hand hesitantly, "I ... I confess."

If you know that you ca n’t beat it, you do n’t have to blame yourself. If the strengths are not very different, you can still fight and gain some experience. Keep Jing's strength to deal with the next game.

"Jiang Lanjian won." The referee was not surprised.

Jiang Lanjian turned to the end and glanced at Lin Ming before leaving, but he only glanced away without leaving a footstep.

"Jiang Lanjian, although not a disciple, is not far worse in strength than the disciple. In terms of combat effectiveness, the sword sect of Qixuangu has always been the strongest of all sects. I am really looking forward to fighting Jiang Lanjian ... Lin Ming in the heart ignited war.

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"Twenty-first game, Lin Ming is against Wang Wu!"

Finally it ’s Lin Ming ’s and Wang Wu ’s gamble. With the announcement of the referee, Qin Ziya and the middle-aged man named Luo in the auditorium also struck Jing. The two were seated not far away. Listen At the referee's announcement, the two looked at each other and both saw faint smiles at each other's in the eyes.

Qin Ziya glanced and turned his attention to the arena. The middle-aged man named Luo felt his chin and said, "I admit that I underestimated Lin Ming, but it is not so easy to win Wang Wu. Waiting See. "

After Lin Ming killed Chen Xiao who hoped to impact the top 100 this time, Wang Wu also put away his contempt. His cultivation level is only one level higher than Chen Xiao. He must be cautious when facing Lin Ming, otherwise he will not Be careful to capsize the yin ditch.

Before the competition, Wang Wu condensed True Yuan to the outside, forming a 1-layer substantive light film, and True Yuan formation and other skills are naturally nothing to Wang Wu.

"Oh? True Yuan shield against soul attacks, did you think you practiced this trick?"

"Well, since I dare to accept your bet, of course I know a little about you. At the Nanhua Tower, you defeated Ouyang Ziyun with your soul power. I have known this for a long time. ! "(To be continued) rq