Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul Chapter 788: Fight against a strong enemy

Zhai Jun looked at Ling Xiao in surprise and gave a thumbs up and said: "Admire, admire, Ling's eyesight is really brilliant, and it's not inferior at all compared to my brother Mo Wuwu."

Ling Xiao smiled faintly, he was already fascinated by this aspect. Shanhe Wuhun's analytical ability is too strong, and he has also cultivated a lot of martial arts these years. Although it is a bit complicated, it is because of everything. I have practiced, so I can see the weaknesses and advantages of martial arts more accurately.

The five groups of matches are still going on, and the strong dialogue has not been staged for the time being.

The holy son Ji Mingkong, Demon Eye Demon Wuhuan, Po Qianjun, Liang Xiao, Feng Renjie, and Zhai Jun have all won the victories they should have won.

Ji Mingkong's fight with Mo Wushang has nothing to say, because the people who met them directly chose to admit defeat.

Po Qianjun's performance is very fierce, and his opponent hasn't understood how he shot at all, and he has already reached the stage of competition.

Liang Xiao and Feng Renjie's performance was equally terrifying, both of them defeated their opponents with one move.

As for Ling Xiao, he also defeated his opponent with one move, but his performance was not so exaggerated and eye-catching. Although it was equally good, it was too inconspicuous compared to the battles of Po Qianjun, Liang Xiao and Feng Renjie.

Although most of the players are equal in strength, there are still such monsters. This is really impossible.

Of course, among those who have already competed, apart from Saint Son and Demon Wuwu, the most dazzling is undoubtedly Po Qianjun.

Even Liang Xiao and Feng Renjie secretly prayed not to meet this lunatic.

Soon, the second game of the warriors began.

This time, it was the highlight from the beginning.

"Ling Xiao, Po Qianjun, come to a duel!"

In the fifth group, the most dazzling Po Qianjun and the lowest-profile Ling Xiao met.

Although Po Qianjun gave in to Ling Xiao in the previous group stage, it was only a strategic surrender.

No one thinks that Po Qianjun is inferior to Ling Xiao, but that Ling Xiao is lucky.

The demon's eyes flickered, and he said coldly: "Compared with Ling Xiao, Po Qianjun is a bit less cunning and calm, and the odds of winning are not great. It is estimated that only 20-30%, but Ling Xiao wants to beat him, too. A heavy price must be paid!"

Mo Wushang said so, no one would doubt it.

His opinion has never been missed.

The others nodded, even the son Ji Mingkong was relieved.

If Ling Xiao had to pay a price to deal with Po Qianjun, it would not be her opponent at all, and it could even be said to be trivial.

Po Qianjun jumped onto the martial arts stage, and looked at Ling Xiao on the opposite side with a grinning smile.

"I just gave in, but I was afraid to scare you. This time, I will let you know how good I am."

"Really? I thought you were self-aware, so I gave up."

Ling Xiao smiled indifferently.

Hearing Ling Xiao's words, Po Qianjun's face was not very good-looking, but there were more doubts.

He had watched Ling Xiao's battle before, and he knew very well that Ling Xiao was very strong.

But even so, he is 50% sure to defeat Ling Xiao.

But why Ling Xiao's performance is so calm and composed, is this kid bluffing?

Either you have retained your strength?

Hmph, when it comes to retaining strength, Lao Tzu also retains it, and I will lose to you if I don’t believe it!

On the referee's bench, the original ten groups of referees and the original group of referees are sitting together, and they jointly act as the five groups of referees.

A group of referees laughed and said: "Poqianjun is very strong, and in the group stage, he pays attention to retaining his strength and chooses to surrender in front of Ling Xiao. Otherwise, the result is difficult to predict."

Ten groups of referees shook their heads and said: "Po Qianjun can still be seen, but this Ling Xiao is too mysterious, he has never used weapons from beginning to end, I don’t know what kind of warrior he is. ."

"Perhaps he was a warrior who fought with his bare hands. There are not no such people."

A group of judges laughed.

"Who do you think can win?" the ten judges asked.

"Ling Xiao."

A group of referees hesitated for a while and said: "This is the result that Mo Wushang can see. There should be no mistakes, but the battle will not be too easy. Unfortunately, Ling Xiao doesn't seem to have the power of Tian Yuan, otherwise, even if he is a holy You can also try to compete for the position of Chao Liu Gongzi."

"Yes, even a Celestial Martial Artist may not be able to master the Heavenly Origin Power. After all, it is a power belonging to a Celestial Realm Martial Artist, which is really too mysterious."

The ten groups of referees are also very optimistic about Ling Xiao, so they are a little disappointed.

In fact, he really wanted to see Ling Xiao ascend to the ranks of the six sons of the holy dynasty, so that his face would also have light. After all, Ling Xiao was able to stand out from the group stage step by step.

Of course, he wouldn't force it.

After all, it is easy to become a martial artist, but it is not easy to condense the power of the sky. This is not only related to understanding, but also to one's martial arts spirit and aptitude.

Otherwise, no matter how strong the strength is, it is impossible to master the Tianyuan Power, and only the trace of Tianyuan Power that is naturally formed is completely useless.

"Qianjun, as a disciple of the Tianlong Academy, is not allowed to lose to the unknown!"

In the stands, an old man shouted aloud.

Po Qianjun's face changed slightly.

It may be nothing to lose to the six sons of the Sheng Dynasty, or even to the geniuses of the previous session, but Ling Xiao is just a nameless person in the entire Tianlong Continent. If he loses to him, it will be really shameless. Up.

Not only is he embarrassed, but the entire Tianlong Academy will follow him in embarrassment.

However, in the face of Ling Xiao, Po Qianjun really has no chance of winning.

Still no sword, Ling Xiao just looked at Po Qianjun lightly and said: "You don't need to put so much pressure on it, because losing to me is not ashamed at all, the saint son will be defeated in my hands!" /

"Hmph, how could the saint son be defeated by an unknown person like you, nothing else, let me break through the army to end your arrogance today!"

Po Qianjun took a deep breath.

He has no retreat.

In this battle, you must do everything you can, otherwise, it is estimated that even the Tianlong Academy will not be able to return.

When it comes to the multiple choice question of saving strength to advance or defeating Ling Xiao, he can only choose the latter.

Om!

The dark light flashed on the storage ring, and the sword that broke the thousand army was taken out, exuding a terrifying aura of destruction, and the invisible sword aura forced towards Lingxiao like wind pressure.

The surrounding air is compressed and deformed~IndoMTL.com~Good sword! Good momentum! "

Ling Xiao stood there, still not intending to draw a sword.

"You still can't make a sword?"

Po Qianjun was a little annoyed. He knew that Ling Xiao was a warrior who was good at making swords. If he didn't make a sword, he would look down upon him.

"It's not necessary."

Ling Xiao shook his head lightly.

Mo Wushang looked at Ling Xiao, shaking his head and sighing: "This person is arrogant and arrogant. Draw a question mark."

"Thunderbird Swordsmanship·Eagle Strikes the Sky!"

With a violent shout, the sword of Po Qianjun stabbed out.

A sword pierced out, the sound of the wind screamed, the sword awe-inspiring, and the terrifying sense of fragmentation made many people near the competition stage choose to retreat.