The strongest ruler of the heavens

Chapter 99 The Competition Begins

Against Ling Yue is a bearded man, whose exposed muscles are very visually impactful.He came to the stage much faster than Ling Yue, and his momentum was extremely large, so he couldn't help showing a little contempt in Ling Yue's eyes when he saw Ling Yue approaching like a wild goose.

The man looked down on such coquettish people the most in his life, so there were not many monks who fell under his iron fists. Even Ling Yue's origin in Tianyong City did not make him feel dignified.

As the figure fell, Ling Yue took a step forward and clasped his fists at the man and said: "Tianyong City, Ling Yue has seen senior brother."

"Thousand Tumen, Zhao Yi has met his younger brother." The man's loud voice sounded like a bell, and although he looked extremely carefree, Ling Yue frowned at his gesture of climbing up the pole.

I honored the other party as Senior Brother to take care of the other party's background, but I never thought that the other party not only didn't appreciate it, but instead responded with a haughty attitude.

Seeing Ling Yue frowned, Zhao Yi just smiled softly, raised the fist in Yang's hand and said: "Brother, you have to be careful, brother, my fist may not be able to resist with your small body."

After Zhao Yi finished speaking, mana surged all over his body, and his thick hands gradually glowed with a yellow halo, and they smashed directly at Lingyue's face with a whistling sound.

Such a humiliating attack, Ling Yue naturally wouldn't consider his face.As soon as he raised his hand, a sword aura shot out, and the azure sword aura directly scattered the mana on Zhao Yi's fist with a biting force, and then stamped Zhao Yi's chest with a palm in front of him, blowing him away instantly with the mana swallowed.

boom..
Due to Zhao Yi's stature, the sound of landing was also very loud, which naturally attracted a lot of attention.

"Brother, you lost..." Ling Yue silently looked at Zhao Yi who fell to the ground, the long sword in his left hand was even more dazzling.

"you"

Zhao Yi wanted to get up and fight again, but found that his energy and blood were surging continuously, and his mana seemed to be difficult to mobilize, and his face flushed instantly.

Without too many battles, Zhao Yi was defeated in just an instant.Of course, the main reason for this is Zhao Yi's contempt and Ling Yue's full exertion.

If Zhao Yi paid attention to it and went all out, although he would definitely lose, it would not be so fast.

Zhao Yi left in despair, and Ling Yue was naturally the only one left in the Jiazi ring.The second round still needs to wait for the end of the other rings, so Ling Yue just closed his eyes and stood on the ceiling and waited quietly.

The battles in the other three arenas were very fierce, colorful magic spells were handed over constantly, and huge roars were constantly ringing out.

The battle was between a disciple of Shu Mountain and a disciple who also came from the Sword Cultivation School. The two did not confront each other with too many spells, but fought with swords. Every move was extremely exciting, and Lin Xi's eyes were also natural. was drawn to the past.

The two men, who were like lightning, retreated at the same time every time their swords met, looking evenly matched, but from Lin Xi's point of view, the Shushan disciple had reached the end of his strength.

The breath was disordered, and the hand holding the sword was shocked every time the long swords met, and there was still a faint trace of blood between the fingers.

"Yu Jian Fu Mo!"

The Shushan disciple probably knew that he could not gain the upper hand in swordsmanship, so he withdrew directly and sacrificed the long sword in his hand, and pushed forward with the seal of both hands.

Following the appearance of an illusory Taiji diagram, the sacrificed long sword trembled suddenly, turning into a stream of light and stabbing the disciple in green with the long sword printed on it.

Yujianshu is Shushan's special skill, even if it is performed by a disciple, the power is not weak.The power brought by the long sword was enough to divide the ring into two halves, and even the halo around the ring lit up.

"break!"

Facing the long sword that was heading straight for him, the disciple in Tsing Yi had no time to react too much, so he could only hand out the long sword in his hand.

Zheng..
The sound of gold and iron crossing sounded, and the two long swords met, and the violent sword energy overflowed.

Even if the disciple in Tsing Yi tried his best to mobilize his mana, he couldn't stop the long sword in his hand from gradually bending, and the feet standing on the ground couldn't stop sliding backwards.

If the Tsing Yi disciple was restrained with one blow, the Shushan disciple would naturally not miss such an opportunity. With the change of his handprint, his figure instantly turned into a streamer and rushed over.

The sword pointed directly at the hilt, and the flying sword that was stalemate with the disciple in Tsing Yi suddenly burst out with a very strong sword light, and the power also increased accordingly.

"Shangqiongbiluo!" Facing the disciples of Shangshu Mountain, the Tsing Yi disciple suddenly showed a smile, and the moment the phantom of the river appeared, he twisted the long sword in his palm and directly took the flying sword aside, and slapped the flying sword with his left hand. above the disciple's chest.

puff
Because of the disciple in Tsing Yi's sudden restraint of the Flying Sword Envoy, the Shushan disciple's mana stagnated, and with that sudden palm, a mouthful of blood spurted out and flew out of the ring.

"Thanks for your guidance." The disciple in Tsing Yi waved the long sword in his hand, brought the flying sword back to the scabbard behind the disciple of Shu Mountain, and saluted him.

"Thanks for your guidance." The Shushan disciple slowly got up and returned a salute, his eyes sparkling, "You are very strong."

"Thank you, senior brother, for your compliment." After returning the gift, the disciple in Tsing Yi turned his head to look at Ling Yue on the Jiazi ring with his eyes closed, and then began to recover the mana that had consumed a lot.

The competition in the other two arenas was still going on, but Lin Xi didn't pay attention, but looked at the Tsing Yi disciple with great interest.

His realm is a little lower than that of the Shushan disciple, but his mana is extremely strong, and his swordsmanship and spells are even more exquisite.Relying on his strong mana and control over spells, he forcibly deflected the full blow of that Shushan disciple and turned defeat into victory.

Gradually. The winners and losers of the other two arenas were also decided, but the monks on one of the arenas were more miserable, with ragged clothes and blood.

Fortunately, the rule is that in addition to the victor defending the ring, there is also the end to wait for the next competition, otherwise the disciple will be easily picked by the next monk.

The first round of competition is over, and the second round will naturally follow.After the sound of the drum, five monks flew out from various places and landed on the ring where they were.

This round of confrontation with Lingyue is a female cultivator, dressed in a yellow palace gauze, with lotus flowers blooming under her feet as she moves lightly, like a fairy coming to the dust.

"Junior Sister Zi Linger, I have met Senior Brother Lingyue, and I hope that Senior Brother will be merciful." Zi Linger stepped down from the air and gave Lingyue a slight blessing, her voice was very ethereal, but her face was full of charm.

"Ling Yue has met Ling'er Junior Sister." Facing Zi Ling'er, Ling Yue's mind was slightly concentrated, and his eyes became solemn.

Ling Yue has naturally heard Zi Ling'er's name.Immortal bones are born naturally, and the charm is self-generated. Not to mention that the cultivation base has reached the state of micro-controlling energy, but the irresistible charm has caused many people to stumble.

(End of this chapter)