Stunning Edge Chapter 147: Under the glory of that sword
"Luku." The other said, looking at Ling Feng.
"Well, Ling Feng." Ling Feng nodded. Then he looked at the three princes who were a little nervous, and Gordaxi with his fist behind him, especially the sword worn by Gordaci. Ling Feng was agitated and said with a smile: "Please wait a moment, I How about borrowing a sword first? "
After speaking, I didn't care about Luku ’s reaction, but walked to Jordahi's side, and signaled, "How about borrowing your sabre for me?" When seeing Jordahi himself, And some retreats even trembling body, Ling Feng said with amusement: "Relax, I won't kick you."
Qiao Daxi seemed to be hesitant, then glanced at the three princes, saw his nod, then took off his sabre and handed it to Ling Feng.
"Thank you, I believe, it will be back to you soon." Ling Feng said with a smile.
The three princes and others were confused by the Ling Feng. Does Ling Feng look like someone who lacks a sabre? Moreover, Jordahi's sabre is only for appreciation, not suitable for combat.
However, no matter what Ling Feng means, this is a good thing for the three princes and others.
The Ling Feng looked at the Basten with a deep meaning before it was about to go to the test station, and smiled strangely at him, which made the Basten somewhat inexplicable.
When Ling Feng re-entered the contest station, Luku no longer hesitated. He knew very well that he must not underestimate Ling Feng. The failure of Johnny is a lesson learned. Therefore, he took the initiative to attack and did not give Ling Feng any chance to prepare.
"Vile!" The Keira and others on the stage saw Luku's behavior and couldn't help but speak out.
"Fool." This is Wan Mingming Yao and Scarlett, whispered when they saw the behavior of Ling Feng. Subsequently, the two looked at each other in surprise, and could not help but blush.
Ruku's sword, soon. The red vindictiveness of the ninth-order warrior flooded along the sword body and came straight to the face of Ling Feng. Don't look at his sword straight forward, in fact, Luku's hands are uneven. Once Ling Feng has any action, Luku can instantly change moves to suppress Ling Feng's sword moves.
It can be said that in addition to being fast in speed, Luku's sword also means seven points and three points. This also means that his sword moves, there is still room for change. And using the sword as a weapon to achieve this, even the ninth-level Star Swordsman, is quite rare.
Between a few Sub-Saints on the stage, nodded consciously. It's just that Ling Feng is standing still like this, and some people are puzzled.
As for the three noble children such as the Three Princes, they naturally think that the same young Ling Feng can reach the seventh or eighth level is the genius among geniuses, and it is naturally impossible to beat the nineth level warrior. Now he is motionless, can only be said to be frightened by the momentum of Star Swordsman!
So, there is a triumphant smile on the third prince's face. When he wanted to come, Ling Feng lost this time.
Suddenly, just before Luku's sword was in front of Ling Feng, when he was about to hit him, Ling Feng was on the side of his body, and then the sword in his hand came out of the sheath. Just listening to the sound of ‘呛’, a flash of sword light flashed, Ling Feng was still standing, and even the swords returned to the scabbard already, but Luku passed the position of Ling Feng and behind Ling Feng.
While the crowd was a little strange, Ling Feng walked down the test stand by himself, and went to Qiao Daxi's side: "Oh, thank you for your sword."
"You, you lose ..." The three princes saw Ling Feng even before they went down the test bench, and they were a little excited. However, before he had finished speaking, he only heard the sound of "噗噗 噗", and compared with Luku holding his large sword on the test bench, all the clothes from the cuffs to the shoulders burst out and fell to the ground.
"Remember, don't be used as a gun in the future." Ling Feng said to the three princes.
Jordasy took his sword with trembling, and couldn't believe it. Such a sword could defeat a Star Swordsman. Not only did he not believe it, everyone at the scene did not believe it, except Ling Ling.
Just now, when Ruku ’s sword was in front of Ling Feng, Ling Feng took the opportunity of sideways, pulled out the sword in his hand, and then clicked on the side of Raku ’s sword's tip, and then smoothed. Going forward with a big sword, he drove straight into the ground and reached Luku's hands. He stroked the nine swords at a very fast speed, and just scattered all the clothes on Luku's hands. As soon as Luku's hand was sharpened again, the clothes burst naturally.
The three princes looked at Luku and looked at Ling Feng again. He couldn't say a word. However, his forehead began to sweat. Looking at Ling Feng's eyes began to appear a doubt and fear. At that moment, in the eyes of the three princes, if he hadn't heard the sound of the sword coming out of the sheath, he would never know if Ling Feng had shot.
Most people only hear one voice and everything is over. As if Ling Feng's drawing and returning swords were completed at the same time.
As for Sub-Saint, Olmos, George, Kenyon, and Johnny, you can see that Ling Feng is indeed a shot. However, Ling Feng just pointed at his sword and made a stroke at Luku, how could he burst his clothes while Luku's hands were unscathed? How ingenious is the sword, and how fast?
Only Montero, whispered: "Hidden Aristocratic Family family, it is really they ... and only they have such exquisite swordsmanship ..." His hands were already trembling with excitement. The clenched fist was also slightly exposed.
"Young Master?" George asked Montero.
"Oh, what?" Montero came back and looked around. Ling Feng already had left with Ling Ling and Cassano. Gullit did not see anyone. The people on the third prince's side went all the way.
"Ling Feng Young Master's servant Cassano, just told me, I hope Young Master you will tell the three princes to let him send the bet to his residence." George said.
Montero heard the words, showing a pride in his eyes, saying, "I think there are so many people present, even if the three princes are no longer willing, they dare not rely on bets."
"But." Montero thought for a moment, and said, "This is Spring Water City, not the emperor's capital. You have to wait for someone to explain to Ling Young Master. It may take some time for the three princes to prepare the bet. Also, I also I will definitely do my job as a notary public. "
"Oh no, I'll go by myself." Montero arrives, "Yes, George, did you just see Ling Young Master's move?"
"No. I think he may have more than one sword, but it is too fast." George replied.
"Hidden Aristocratic Family family. Really so powerful? He should be younger than me, just already beat the ninth-tier warrior." Montero said with a bit of self-deprecation.
"Young Master, in fact, Ling Young Master's momentum and vindictiveness are only eighth order ..." George said, "I don't know if he is really only eighth order or deliberately lowered cultivation. His Sword Skill is really It's too subtle. "
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Ling Feng naturally lowered his cultivation intentionally, otherwise, Luku could not attack him at all. And these are, naturally, Basten.
In the house of Ling Feng, five women, Basten and others are all there.
Looking at everyone as if they were looking at monsters, Ling Feng had to explain: "Well, don't look at me like this anymore, what's the problem, I can't explain it."
"It's almost the same." Gullit stepped forward and punched Ling Feng's shoulder, and said, "Tell me how you defeated Luku. I only felt your momentum at the time, which was comparable to me."
"I said that strength doesn't exactly represent one's strength. It is just the basis of one's strength." Ling Feng looked at Basten and said, "Everyone is used to divide a person by his strength The level of strength is not very reasonable. Otherwise, Basten cannot defeat a warrior of the ninth-order peak, is it? "
"Speed, skill, etc. are all the keys to determining a person's strength." Ling Feng explained, "It's like you stabbed me with a big sword, and when you did not stab me, you already gently wiped your neck with a sword, you said, can you still win me? "