We agreed to become a physical Martial Saint, but you became a mecha Martial Saint?

Chapter 46 Exchange Competition ()

"bang bang"

At the beginning of the game, Zhang Ling went up and kicked Darius's thick arm with both feet, making a dull sound.

Darius stood firmly, a disdainful smile appeared on his face, "Little girl, you are no match for me, Darius!"

Without saying a word, Zhang Ling lowered her body and rushed towards him, pretending to sweep her legs. Darius snorted and spread his legs, ready to chop her calf into pieces with one kick.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Ling's sweeping leg came closer and he lifted it up again, aiming directly between Darius' legs.

If Darius dared to challenge, he naturally had two brushes. In an instant, he combined his palms to block it.

"bang bang bang"

With his strong core, Zhang Ling's legs turned into afterimages and kicked four times in succession. By the time Darius reacted and was about to grab her long legs, Zhang Ling had already jumped far away.

After that, Zhang Ling took advantage of his flexible body to repeatedly kick Darius in the same part, dodging every counterattack by Darius.

Instead, Zhang Ling caught the flaw in his eager counterattack. Her speed was much faster than Darius.

Darius's strength was useless, and it could not change the fact that he was about to lose this contest.

The next scene in the ring is that one person is standing still and being beaten, with large and small bruises appearing on his body. The other person moves quickly throughout the whole process. At a certain moment while moving, he will step forward and kick him, like It's like a circus animal trainer teasing a clumsy bear.

Zhang Ling's control of timing and exquisite moves displayed in this battle were completely superior to those of ordinary core disciples. As she circled around Darius, she focused on kicking three of Darius's body. Darius only had two hands for each of these parts. While protecting these two parts, there would definitely be an extra flaw. This was the key to Zhang Ling's victory over the enemy.

"despair!"

Finally, after being kicked in the waist again, Darius bent his knees and knelt down.

Zhang Ling seized the opportunity and kicked him in the back again, completely subduing Darius.

"Baiyunmen Zhang Ling wins!"

The announcement on the virtual screen sounded at the right time.

"You bitch are so cunning. I don't accept it. Please add your contact information and we will have another one!" Darius climbed down from the ring and found Zhang Ling who was slightly annoyed on the other side. At the same time, he also looked at the disciples who were following him. I had a pen and paper with me.

"You can't beat me ten thousand times again."

"Then you add me. You don't dare, do you?"

Seeing Darius's face clearly bruised, but still showing a provocative expression, Zhang Ling took the paper and pen he handed over and wrote down a series of numbers, then slapped the paper on his face.

Yu Shan first glanced at the second senior sister who was approaching, and then at Darius who was standing there in the distance and grinning "hehe", and laughed unconsciously.

"I didn't expect you, Second Senior Sister, to have a little fanboy." Yu Shan said with a smile.

"What?" Zhang Ling obviously didn't understand and looked at him doubtfully.

"It's okay, it's okay. Senior sister's move this time must have stabilized our Baiyun Sect's ranking. Just watch the show next time..."
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In the team competition, Chen Rong and the others first dealt with the challenges from the two sects, and then adjusted their condition and directly challenged the 13th-ranked Split Fist Sect.

After the experience of the previous matches, Chen Rong and the other three also have some experience in cooperation. In addition, the Split Fist Sect has suffered from five sects in rounds of battles. Now is a good time to challenge.

After some hardships, Chen Rong's three of them had been linked, but there were four words on the virtual screen, "Baiyunmen, win!" All the sects behind are competing with each other for the top ranking.

The competition for rankings is mainly concentrated around the twenty-fourth and forty-eighth rankings.

This is because the final ranking in the martial arts conference will determine its reputation in the martial arts world and some rewards from the federation. The sixty-fourth, forty-eighth and twenty-fourth rankings are the three dividing lines. The rankings of the top sixteen and top eight are All have been stabilized.

After all, although the Federation generally promotes the training of mecha master apprentices, many children from noble families are still practicing martial arts in those martial arts sects, so there are still some support mechanisms.

In the end, Baiyunmen successfully rose to 13th place with a one-point advantage. The next step is to watch the qualifying matches.

The strength shown by the Baiyun Sect disciples this time can be regarded as a successor, and many sects have begun to take notice of this small sect from a second-tier city in the south.

After the exchange match, Zhou Linchen received the ranking chart attached by the disciples of the Giant Spirit Sect. The top three were still the unbeatable Giant Spirit Sect, Secret Sword Sect and Full Moon Sect.

Zhou Linchen didn't see the Baiyun Sect until he reached the thirteenth rank, but at the same time he discovered a phenomenon, that is, their Baiyun Sect was now the top-ranked southern martial arts sect.

"But this is just an exchange match. The real highlight will be the qualifying matches in the next two days." Zhou Linchen said thoughtfully, "But this phenomenon also proves that among the young disciples in the south, our Baiyun Sect is the best group. "

He thought again of the small southern sect that was banned from participating in the martial arts competition after getting into a fight before the game.

"The gap in ordinary disciples between the north and the south is a bit big..."

"But fortunately, the gap between the core disciples and me is not as big."
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After the exchange competition, the five participants from Baiyun Sect also returned to Zhou Linchen.

After having dinner together, with Zhou Linchen's permission, everyone began to run out to communicate with familiar friends.

In this exchange competition, because the strength and image of the Baiyun Sect disciples were good, they also made many new friends in the process, most of whom were disciples of the southern sects, and a few were disciples of some small northern sects. .

Zhang Ling was dragged into a chat by Darius, saying that he wanted to feel the feeling of Zhang Ling's kick again.

After hearing the news, Zhou Linchen looked at Darius with a strange look. His behavior was a typical jerk in his previous life.

In the last life, he only heard that there was no contact, but he didn't expect that he would appear next to him in this world.

"Senior brother from Baiyun Sect, the exchange competition has ended. Please go over there to register the members of your sect's qualifying competition."

A male disciple from the Giant Spirit Sect came from a distance and said respectfully to Zhou Linchen.

Follow this Giant Spirit Sect disciple all the way out of the square and turn left into another small hall.

Here stood the old man who just announced the start of the martial arts competition. After Zhou Linchen came in, he waved and called up a beautiful female disciple of the Giant Spirit Sect.

She was wearing a super short skirt, with the scenery under the skirt looming, and her long silky hair hanging behind her. She brought up a bunch of blank forms with a sweet smile on her face.

Under this contrast between innocence and temptation, Zhou Linchen noticed that several sitting warriors were staring directly at her reflective white legs.

"Representatives of each sect, please come forward and fill in your numbers and confirm the candidates." The old man's faint voice sounded in the small hall.

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