Reborn 80,000 Years Chapter 148: Sura Martial Spirit

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Chapter 148 Asura Martial Spirit

"Everyone, the game hasn't started yet, please stand apart. After hearing my command, the game will start, 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 had kept their distance, the host seriously reminded: "Everyone, this game is a friendly match. Please pay attention to it until you reach the point. Don't play dead! Understand?"

"Yes!" everyone replied in unison.

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

"Go!"

Peng!

As soon as the voice fell, I heard a sonic boom suddenly resounding through the high platform, and one of the ten contestants suddenly rushed out, like a ghost, before everyone could react, he had already taken a step and walked directly into it. In front of a player!

Then, draw the sword!

Swipe the back of the sword!

Only hearing a "peng" sound, the player was taken off the fly, and rolled to the stage in embarrassment, with a dazed expression on his face from beginning to end.

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

Wu Jing!

His——

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

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

"Solved one."

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

There is a strong war spirit in those eyes!

"You are not bad."

A voice faintly rang, and suddenly a handsome young man walked out of the crowd and smiled at Wu Jing.

This person is fluttering in white, with a sword on his back as well, and three words are pierced on the front of his shirt:

Tianhe Sect!

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

The Tianhe Sect is the first-class sect of the empire. There are countless geniuses in it. He can come to participate in this game. If he wants to come to the Tianhe Sect, he will be considered a leader!

"Yes, Mo Fan in the Xiatianhe Zong!" The man smiled slightly and said, "I heard that the emperor has many talents, so I came here today. I wanted to meet you for a while, but I didn't expect to meet a good one. Opponent."

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

"Your sword is not as good as me!"

Wu Jing spit out a few words coldly.

I am quite confident about the Sword of Fright.

"Really?" Mo Fan didn't feel annoyed, and said calmly: "But this place is too noisy, I need to be quiet."

After that, Mo Fan suddenly touched behind him.

Slowly pull out the sword--

As soon as he drew his sword, it seemed that an extremely violent force suddenly spread around him, and the players around him seemed to be hit by a boulder. Hearing the sound of "Peng", they were all flying upside down and fell to the ground in embarrassment!

His——

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 the sword, but the surrounding students all flew out?

This...what's the situation?

Don't say it was her, even Luo Qingling and the others on the side were all at a loss, not understanding what happened just now.

"This is the sword!"

At this moment, 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 pressure on the people around you... In fact, the moment he drew the sword, the sword had already been swung out. Up!"

Hearing this, everyone's face changed.

You didn't draw the sword, but you already did it?

What logic is this?

Yang Chen sighed, looked at Wu Jing on the stage, and said lightly: "This battle, Wu Jing is afraid that he will lose..."

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

……

On the stage at this moment, only Wu Jing and Mo Fan are left.

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

The sword is sharp, and the cold light is surging.

Make him look more graceful!

"Frightening evil sword spectrum?" Hearing the name, Mo Fan was taken aback for a moment, and his eyes showed a pleasant surprise, saying: "Are you from the Martial Arts Association?"

"So what?"

"Haha!" Hearing these words, Mo Fan laughed and said: "Interesting! I have long heard that the Evil Swordplay is the number one swordsmanship in the empire. I have never had the opportunity to appreciate it before. Encountered!"

"I just don't know, who is better than my Asura Sword Book with this so-called Frightening Sword Book?"

Mo Fan said, holding the sword in his hand, visible to the naked eye, a strange black glow suddenly gushed from the sword, exuding a powerful breath!

He held the sword and stood quietly.

Clearly there is no wind, but the clothes danced wildly.

Together with the surrounding sand and rocks, they all seemed to feel this momentum and floated buzzingly.

"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!"

"Even the first game was used?"

"Does he want to kill that person?"

Several Tianhe sect disciples all changed their complexions, as if they had thought of something bad.

Hearing this, the elder also gave a wry smile, shook his head and said: "Mo Fan, this kid, dreams of being able to appreciate the sword of fright and evil. Now that he has finally met someone who meets, how can he let it go?" /

"But he knows how to measure, he won't be foolish..."

Hearing this, several disciples of Tianhe Sect opened their mouths, and they still didn't say what they wanted to say.

……

"Pretend to be a god!" Wu Jing frowned. When speaking, he waved the sword in his hand and whizzed away at the other party.

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

"Shocking Dragon!"

Woohoo...

As soon as the voice fell, the dragon transformed from the sword aura immediately roared at the opposite Mo Fan.

However, before the dragon touched Mo Fan, the opponent suddenly made a strange movement.

Raised the sword high, and then thrust it into the ground with a "bang".

Om——

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

Under this momentum, the startled dragon suddenly burst into cracks, and the next moment, he only heard the sound of "Peng" and collapsed!

At the same time, behind Mo Fan...

Suddenly there appeared a ghost of Asura with white hair and red hair!