Martial World Chapter 257: Thunder as a shield
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Lin Ming is the last of the twenty.
Compared with the previous nineteen people, Lin Ming is very ordinary and his birth is the most ordinary, but Lin Ming has attracted great attention.
Especially at the top of Qixuangu, I have seen all the data of Lin Ming as early as already. People who can stand here at the age of sixteen have been in the two hundred years time since the beginning of Zonghui Wu. Also few!
At this moment, the sun has not yet risen, and the sky is just bright. There are many people gathered on already on the square in front of the temple of the Seven Xuangu.
Elder of the various denominations in Qixuan area, the leader of the 16th Xiuwu family, the general of the 36 kings and the expert of this country, and the heads and deputy heads of the 7 major xuanwu provinces gathered in the square. Characters, just come up with a popular character who is placed on a small country. It is existence, which is admired by thousands of people. But here, many of them ca n’t even sit in the front row, let alone go to the main hall. In the middle.
"The level of martial arts in this session should be the highest in the past three sessions!" In the audience, the owner of the Seven Xuanwufu House of Huo Luoguo drank tea, as a Big Country Wufu The owner of the house, the middle-aged Luo family still has a lot of preferential treatment. There is a table around where you can have some tea and some dried fruits.
"Hey, this is of course. Did n’t you even send a messenger to Shenhuang Island? This thing really gives us a long face in Qixuangu. Peacock Mountain is usually so bully, but when they held a martial arts event in their case , But never been sent to watch by the Sipinzong School! "
"Shenhuangdao?" A middle-aged man named Luo fiddled with tea in a covered bowl and said slowly: "I heard people say. People from Shenhuangdao came here for some special purpose, not specifically to see us. Zong Zonghui will ... ”
"I do n’t know about it. Speaking of which, how is your ranking of Wang Wu of Huo Luoguo?"
"Uh ..." By this sudden question, the middle-aged man with the surname Luo took a sip of his mouth. Wang Wu eventually failed to enter the second echelon, and what hurt him most. Huo Luoguo also lost a Celestial Pond place ...
...
The sun finally rose slowly, and the final referee already stood at the field zhongyāng, this person's Xiantian mid-term cultivation level. Is one of the seven Xuangu Inner Sect Elder.
"I will not repeat the rules of the game. As with the qualifiers, there will be a total of 30 players in the finals. Each person will play at least 29 games, and the final points will be a few people who will face the second team. This challenge does not mean that you will be in the top thirty. "
"Now the finals !!!"
The referee's Elder voice is extremely loud, and the entire mountain valley can clearly hear his voice.
"Lin Ming, do your best, strive for the top ten. If you meet an opponent that can't be defeated, don't be stubborn. So you won't be injured." The opponent is disabled, but if the strength is similar, the fight must go all out. It's hard to control, and it's not uncommon to get hit badly.
"I understand."
Lin Ming walked to the player area. After sitting on the chair, the first game started soon. There were no seed players and Oita sect core disciples, although it was also a fight for strength. But the audience was obviously a little disappointed, and what they wanted to see most was the showdown between the disciples.
The fight was fierce on the field. Lin Ming suddenly saw a hand-held folding fan. The handsome man looked at him with a sneer.
Lin Ming frowned slightly, he didn't recognize the person.
"You are Lin Ming?"
"Yes!"
"I am Ouyang Zifeng, the core disciple of the Acacia sect of Qixuangu!"
"I don't seem to know you?"
"It doesn't matter if you don't know me, I just know you, it's because of you that my brother missed the Zonghui that is extremely important to him!"
Jing Yi said this, Lin Ming remembered that at the time of the Nanhualou, he injured a disciple of Acacia with the reincarnation martial arts, also surnamed Ouyang, presumably his brother.
However, Lin Ming did n’t actually put down a heavy hand at the time. The other party would be injured so heavily because of his own reasons. Ouyang Ziyun used a move that exceeded his current control of ability, Ziyan Bone Spear, and the move was broken Later, he was backswept by the True Yuan he had gathered, so he was seriously injured.
Feeling the intense hostility of Ouyang Zifeng, Lin Ming said coldly: "The reason why your brother was injured like that is that he used a move that he couldn't control and was backfired. It has nothing to do with me."
"It has nothing to do with you? Well, if it wasn't for your attack, how could my younger brother's purple-flawed bone spear get out of control!"
"Then you mean, I should stretch my neck and wait for your brother to attack? If I do n’t have enough strength, I ca n’t deal with his Ziyan Bone Spear? Am I not burned to ashes? In Nanhualou , I did not provoke him, but he would use the purple flame bone spear that he could not control to kill me. If he did kill me, he would be banned for at least a month or two, but if I kill For him, I am afraid to pay his life, to what extent are you disciples of Qixuangu! "
Ouyang Zifeng laughed, "This world is a world of strength. Whoever is stronger is the one who makes the rules. I am stronger than you, naturally I will make the rules!"
"Do you think you are better than me?"
"I will know soon, our game, the fourth game will start!" Ouyang Zifeng said, he strode away, he watched the schedule in already in advance, he and Lin Ming will be in the first round. Meet.
At the same time Ouyang Zifeng left, the match already scored on the stage.
"In the second game, Zhang Yanzhao confronted Yan Yandong!"
The referee's voice just came to an end. The audience on the Shiliu Xiuwu family cheered. Zhang Yanzhao was the representative of the Shiliu Xiuwu family. He ranked 20th in the last general wushu. Hope to impact the top ten!
Yan Yandong, his opponent, lost two games in a row in the second round of the group stage. He is not a complete winner. already can predict the result before this game starts.
"Oh!"
Zhang Yanzhao took out a thick-backed sword, while Yan Yandong took out a small array of flags and waved hundreds of golden symbols.
"Lock the monster array!"
The Jin Sè array run to Zhang Yanzhao like a locust, and Zhang Yanzhao took a step. whole body bones crackled, "Dragon Tiger Kills!"
With a slash, the pressure is like a dragon and a tiger. The surrounding air is stirred up by the raging True Yuan. The flying golden symbols run away instantly like the pieces of ice falling into the furnace.
"Peng!"
The first knife rips Yan Yandong's law formation, the second knife breaks Yan Yandong's body True Yuan, and the aftermath of the knife gas directly flies out Yan Yandong.
Yan Yandong's body True Yuan is shattered. But he himself was not injured at all, and we can see to what extent Zhang Yanzhao has control of the force.
The power gap is too big.
"Zhang Yanzhao, really amazing!"
"I don't think Zhang Yanzhao from our sixteen family is worse than the Seven Greatest Disciples!"
A disciple of the Shiliu Xiuwu family. When he said here, the disciples next to him in Xuangu smiled disdainfully, "That's because you haven't seen the strength of a personal disciple. If your Zhang Yanzhao meets Ouyang Ming or Jiang Boyun, even five Can't handle it. "
"Five strokes? Hey, I'm not laughing! Your disciples in Qixuangu don't brag about drafts."
"Wait, there are times when you cry!"
The disciples of Qixuangu ditched their lips and stopped talking.
In the third game, there aren't many characters playing.
In the fourth game, Lin Ming played against Ouyang Zifeng!
Ouyang Zifeng is the third disciple of Acacia, winning the group stage.
Lin Ming naturally won, too. In the eyes of the general audience, although Lin Ming is a genius, but compared with the seven major disciples, the gap is wide, when the qualifiers. Lin Ming's defeat in two moves did not give him too many extra points. After all, Jing Yanyu had no hope of entering the top 20, and defeating Jing Yanyu did not represent anything.
However, the top of Qixuangu paid attention to this game. Pay special attention to Lin Ming, Lin Ming's young age is really terrible!
Especially Shi Zonggu, the owner of Shi Zongtian, sent already to find all of Lin Ming ’s ancestors third generation. This investigation, Shi Zongtian was even more surprised, Lin Ming turned out to be an authentic civilian martial artist, without any Background, it is incredible that he can have such achievements!
Ou Yangzifeng immediately aroused the applause of many disciples, especially some female disciples who did n’t have too many Innate Skill. They were screaming again and again. They have limited talents and have always dreamed of marrying core disciples, but they are like swords. The core disciples of the Zong and Refiner sects basically practiced with one heart, banned yu with no love, and had no hope at all. In this way, the disciples of Hehuanzong were particularly sought after.
Compared with Ouyang Zifeng, Lin Ming cheers much less. The number of disciples in the 36 countries present is really limited.
Ouyang Zifeng and Lin Ming stand ten feet apart.
Oyang Zifeng sneered: "I heard that you can control the power of Thunder. I advise you not to think of hiding your hole cards. What are the best ways to use it the first time, otherwise there will be no chance!"
"I didn't mean to hide the cards, just to see if it was necessary."
"Haha, you are really arrogant to the extreme! I have been fighting all the way to the present, and only one person can force me to draw a sword in the two rounds of qualifiers. I wonder if you have ability that forced me to draw a sword?"
Ouyang Zifeng said, took a green Long Sword from Xu Mijie, and inserted the sword in the scabbard. The scabbard was made of snakeskin, and looked very simple, with a faint faint The True Yuan fluctuates, obviously this scabbard is not extraordinary.
Lin Ming laughed and forced you to draw a sword? Then let's see if you have ability forcing me to shoot it!
Reincarnation martial arts!
Lin Ming's eyes suddenly turned into a black vortex. He is now studying reincarnation in Wuyi. Even if he does not expect reincarnation to defeat the enemy, he will use it to increase his understanding of reincarnation.
Ouyang Zifeng had long expected Lin Ming to attack with his soul. He sneered, shaking with a scabbard, only listening to the sound of a weeping ghost cry, and a large number of green souls flew from the sword Out, around the Ouyang Zifeng, a cold Ghost Qi yin came to the face for a while, a few yu frozen human soul.
After Lin Ming's soul attack came, all of them were blocked by these ghosts.
"Puffy!"
The ghost that was broken by the soul attack swelled up like a balloon, and then burst and burst directly. A ghost died, and a new ghost emerged immediately. Lin Ming smashed a dozen ghosts in a row, but failed Injury Ouyang Zifeng.
"Huh! Although my soul is not as powerful as you, your soul attack is not effective for me! These ghosts are actually formed by the yin gas from my body. Even if you dispel them, you just merge into them. In my body, after being nourished by my True Yuan, it will re-form and form, endlessly! "
"If you can only attack with your soul, it will disappoint me."
Ouyang Zifeng said, whole body was emitting a purple flame, the flames were burning, and the tongue of the fire burst out a few feet high, covering all the Ouyang Zifeng inside. It is very strange that Ziyan is not only hot Instead, it exudes a yin chill that penetrates into the bone marrow, and the foot of Ouyang Zifeng quickly condenses into 1-layer ice, which has been spreading.
"Zi Yan bone spear." Lin Ming easily recognized this trick. At the beginning of the Nanhua Building, Ouyang Ziyun also performed it, and suffered a great loss.
"My brother lost to you after using Ziyan Bone Spear, then I will show you today, the true power of Ziyan Bone Spear!"
Purple flames condensed into purple spear's bone spears on Ouyang Zifeng's right hand. The sound of ghosts crying came from the spear. With cultivation level of Ouyang Zifeng, the power of purple flame spears was exhibited Much more powerful.
"Dead!"
Hoo-
The bone spear is thrown out, with a blurry afterimage and a long flame tail, as fast as lightning! The sharp gas explosion was mixed with screaming ghosts, almost piercing the eardrum.
Oh!
Lin Ming was directly pierced by a bone spear!
The audience didn't have time to react, but Ouyang Zifeng laughed and thought he could escape? too naive!
The "Lin Ming" pierced by the bone spear disappeared into a ghost image, which was only an afterimage. At the same time, the bone spear turned sharply and chased Lin Ming's ghost image.
"Min!"
Ouyang Zifeng sighed sharply, the bone spear suddenly split into twelve strands, and stabbed Lin Ming from all directions to avoid it!
"Ah-" martial artist from thirty-six countries could not help but exclaim, Qin Xingxuan held his hands tightly together. In such a duel, if he was not careful, he could be seriously injured or even disabled. !!
"Puffy Puffy!"
The twelve purple flaming bone spears hit Lin Ming at the same time, and the purple fire rose, like a purple rose in full bloom!
The angle of raising of Ouyang Zifeng ’s mouth is one radian. The audience from 36 countries are holding their breath. Qin Xingxuan is sweaty. What is Lin Ming ’s ultimate strength is not clear.
However, after Zi Yan had cleared up, the smile on the corner of Ouyang Zifeng's mouth was frozen. Lin Ming stood firmly on the platform, not even his clothes were burned out. Around his body, all the electricity in purple The snake kept dancing and completely surrounded his body.
The face of Ouyang Zifeng suddenly sank, using Thunder Lightning as a shield?
Being able to block his purple flame bone spear with the power of thunder, this proves that Lin Ming's vitality fit already has reached a very high level, which is enough to break his Yin energy and threaten him.