Martial World

The last of the twenty was naturally Lin Ming.

Compared to the previous nineteen people, Lin Ming was extremely ordinary, and his background was the most ordinary, but Lin Ming attracted a lot of attention.

In particular, the senior officials of the Seven Profound Valleys had already read all of Lin Ming's materials. There were not many people who could stand here at the age of sixteen. many!

At this time, the sun had not yet risen, the sky was only bright, and the square in front of the hall of the Seven Profound Valley was already full of people.

The elders of the various small sects in the Qixuan area, the leaders of the sixteen Xiuwu families, the princes and generals of the thirty-six countries and the masters of their own countries, the palace heads and deputy palace heads of the seven Xuanwu palaces, these people gathered in the square, casually. Take one out and put it on the local small country. It is a famous person and a person who is admired by thousands of people. But here, many of them can't even sit in the front row, let alone go to the main hall. .

"The level of this year's general sect's martial arts should be the highest in the past three sessions!" In the auditorium, the mansion master of the Seven Profound Martial House of Huo Luoguo said while drinking tea, as the mansion master of a big country's martial arts mansion, The middle-aged surname Luo still has a lot of preferential treatment. There is a table next to him, where he can drink some tea and eat some dried fruits.

"Hehe, of course, didn't you see that even Divine Phoenix Island sent messengers? This matter really gives us a face in the Seven Profound Valley. Peacock Mountain is usually so good, but when they hold a martial arts meeting in their sect, they never No one from the Fourth Grade sect sent people to watch it!”

"Divine Phoenix Island?" The middle-aged man surnamed Luo fiddled with the tea leaves with a cover bowl, and said slowly, "I heard people say. This time the people from Divine Phoenix Island came for some special purpose, not specifically to see our main sect meeting. martial..."

"I don't know about that. Speaking of which, what is your ranking result of Wang Wu of Huo Luo Kingdom?"

"Uh..." At this sudden question, the middle-aged man surnamed Luo choked on the tea, and Wang Wu finally failed to enter the second echelon, and what distressed him most was that. Huo Luoguo also lost a place in Tianchi...

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The sun finally rose slowly, and the referee of the final was already standing in the center of the field. This person was born with mid-term cultivation. He is one of the inner door elders of the Seven Profound Valleys.

"I won't repeat the rules of the game. Like the qualifiers, there are 30 players in the finals. Each player has played at least 29 games, and the players with the final points will face the challenge of the second team ranking first. , It doesn't mean that you will steadily enter the top 30."

"The final starts now!!"

The elder referee's voice was extremely loud, and his voice could be clearly heard throughout the valley.

"Lin Ming, just do your best, try to be in the top ten, if you encounter an opponent you can't beat, don't be too strong. You won't get hurt." Qin Ziya sent Lin Ming to the contestant area, and repeatedly reminded him that although he was not allowed to injure his opponent during the fight , but if the strength is similar, the fight must go all out. It is difficult to control the strength, and it is not uncommon to be severely injured.

"I see."

Lin Ming walked to the player area and sat down on the chair. The first match started soon. There were no seeded players or core disciples of the Great Branch Sect, although it was a battle of dragons. But the audience was obviously a little disappointed. What they wanted to watch the most was the duel between the direct disciples.

The fight was fierce, when Lin Ming suddenly saw a handsome man holding a folding fan and looked at him with a sneer.

Lin Ming frowned slightly, he did not recognize this person.

"You are Lin Ming?"

"Yes!"

"I am Ouyang Zifeng, the core disciple of the Seven Profound Valley Hehuan Sect!"

"I don't seem to know you?"

"It doesn't matter if you don't know me, it's fine if I know you. It's because of you that my brother missed out on this very important general martial arts event for him!"

After the handsome young man said this, Lin Ming remembered that in Nanhua Building at that time, he used the martial arts of reincarnation to injure a disciple of the Hehuan Sect. His surname was also Ouyang, so he must be this person's younger brother.

However, Lin Ming didn't actually use a heavy hand at the time. The opponent was injured so badly because of his own reasons. Ouyang Ziyun used a move that was beyond his current control - Ziyan Bone Spear. After the move was broken, he He was seriously injured by the backlash from the true essence he had gathered.

Feeling Ouyang Zifeng's strong hostility, Lin Ming said coldly, "The reason why your brother got hurt like that is because he used a move that he couldn't control and was attacked by him. It has nothing to do with me."

"It has nothing to do with you? Hmph, if it wasn't for your attack, how could my brother's Ziyan Bone Spear get out of control!"

"So what do you mean, I should stretch my neck and wait for your brother to attack? What if I'm not strong enough to deal with his Ziyan Bone Spear? Didn't I burn to ashes? In Nanhua Building, I did not He didn't provoke him, but he wanted to use the Ziyan Bone Spear he couldn't control to kill me. If he really killed me, he would be banned for a month or two at most, but if I killed him, I am afraid that you will have to pay for your life, how arrogant you disciples of the Seven Profound Valleys are!”

Ouyang Zifeng laughed, "This world is originally a world of strength. Whoever is stronger will make the rules. If I am stronger than you, it will naturally be me who will make the rules!"

"Do you think you are better than me?"

"I'll find out soon, the fourth game of our match will start!" Ouyang Zifeng strode away after speaking. He had already read the schedule in advance, and he and Lin Ming would meet in the first round.

When Ouyang Zifeng left, the match on stage had already been decided.

"The second game, Zhang Yanzhao vs Yan Yandong!"

As soon as the referee finished speaking, the audience at the seat of the Sixteen Xiuwu Clan burst into cheers. Zhang Yanzhao was the representative of the Sixteenth Xiuwu Clan, and he was ranked twenty in the last General Zonghuiwu. This time, he has great hope of hitting the front ten!

His opponent Yan Yandong lost two games in a row in the second round of the group stage, and he was not a complete winner. The result of this game has not yet started.

"Crack!"

Zhang Yanzhao took out a thick-backed sword, while Yan Yandong took out a small formation flag and waved hundreds of golden formation talismans.

"Lock the demon formation!"

The golden formation talisman flew towards Zhang Yanzhao like a locust, and Zhang Yanzhao took a sudden step. The bones all over the body crackled, "Dragon and tiger kill!"

With a knife swung, the momentum was like a dragon and a tiger, the surrounding air was stirred into a storm by the raging real energy, and those flying golden formations melted instantly like pieces of ice that fell into a furnace.

"Pong!"

The first knife tore apart Yan Yandong's array, the second knife tore open Yan Yandong's body-protecting true essence, and the aftermath of the knife qi directly sent Yan Yandong flying out.

Yan Yandong's body-protecting essence was completely shattered. However, he himself was not injured in the slightest, which shows how much Zhang Yanzhao's control over strength is.

The power gap is too great.

"Zhang Yanzhao, really amazing!"

"I don't think Zhang Yanzhao from our sixteenth family is worse than the seven direct disciples!"

The disciple of the sixteen Xiuwu family who spoke. When he said this, the disciple of the Seven Profound Valley beside him gave a disdainful smile, "That's because you haven't seen the strength of your own disciple. If your Zhang Yanzhao encounters Ou Yangming or Jiang Baoyun, you will have five I can't take any recruits."

"Five tricks? Hey, I really didn't laugh! Your disciples of the Seven Profound Valleys don't even write drafts for bragging."

"Wait and see, there are times when you cry!"

The Seven Profound Valley disciple pouted and stopped talking.

In the third game, there were no famous people to play.

In the fourth match, Lin Ming vs Ouyang Zifeng!

Ouyang Zifeng is the third-ranked disciple of the Hehuan Sect, with a complete victory record in the group stage.

Naturally, Lin Ming also had a complete victory, but. In the eyes of the general audience, although Lin Ming was a genius, when compared with the seven direct disciples, the gap was huge. During the preliminaries. Lin Ming's defeat of Jing Chanyu in two moves didn't give him too many extra points. After all, Jing Chanyu had no hope of making it into the top 20. Victory over Jing Chanyu didn't mean anything.

However, the high-level officials of the Seven Profound Valley were paying close attention to this match. Pay special attention to Lin Ming, Lin Ming's age is terrifyingly young!

In particular, Shi Zongtian, the owner of the Seven Profound Valley, had already sent someone to find out all the three generations of Lin Ming's ancestors. After this investigation, Shi Zongtian was even more surprised. Lin Ming turned out to be a down-to-earth civilian martial artist without any background. It's incredible to have such a result!

After Ouyang Zifeng came on stage, he immediately aroused cheers from many disciples, especially some female disciples who didn't have much talent, and they screamed again and again. The core disciples of the Qi Sect are basically focused on cultivation, relentless and abstinent, and have no hope at all. As a result, the disciples of the Hehuan Sect are naturally particularly sought-after.

Compared to Ouyang Zifeng, Lin Ming's cheers were far less. The number of disciples from the thirty-six countries present was really limited.

Ouyang Zifeng and Lin Ming stood ten feet apart.

Ouyang Zifeng sneered: "I heard that you can control the power of thunder, I advise you not to think about hiding your trump cards. If you have any moves, it is best to use them immediately, otherwise there will be no chance!"

"I have no intention of hiding my trump card, just to see if it is necessary to show it."

"Haha, you are so arrogant! I have been fighting all the way until now, and only one person can force me to draw my sword in the two rounds of qualifiers. I wonder if you have the ability to force me to draw a sword?"

As Ouyang Zifeng said, he took out a cyan long sword from the Xumi ring, and inserted the sword into the scabbard. Fluctuating, obviously this scabbard is not of extraordinary quality.

Lin Ming laughed, forcing you to draw your sword? Then you have to see if you have the ability to force me to shoot!

Reincarnation martial arts!

Lin Ming's eyes suddenly turned into black swirls. He is now concentrating on the martial intent of Samsara. Even if he does not expect the martial intent of Samsara to defeat the enemy, he will use it to increase his understanding of the martial intent of Samsara.

Ouyang Zifeng had long expected that Lin Ming would attack with his soul. He sneered and shook the scabbard in his hand, only to hear a whimpering cry. A large number of green ghosts flew out from the sword and surrounded Ouyang. Around Zifeng, a gloomy ghostly energy rushed towards him for a while, almost freezing the soul of a person.

After Lin Ming's soul attack came, he was completely blocked by these ghosts.

"Pumppump!"

The ghost smashed by the soul attack swelled up like a balloon, and then burst and burst. One ghost died, and a new ghost appeared immediately. Lin Ming smashed more than a dozen ghosts in a row, but he couldn't hurt Ouyang at all. Zifeng.

"Humph! Although my soul power is not as strong as yours, your soul attack is ineffective against me! These ghosts are actually condensed from the yin qi from my body. Even if you disperse them, they will just melt into my body. , after being nourished by my true essence, it will re-condense and form, and it will be endless!"

"If you can only use Soul Attack, I'm so disappointed."

As Ouyang Zifeng spoke, purple flames appeared all over his body, the flames were burning fiercely, and the tongues of flames shot up several meters high, enveloping Ouyang Zifeng. An aura of yin and cold that penetrated deep into the bone marrow quickly formed a layer of ice under Ouyang Zifeng's feet, which continued to spread.

"Purple Flame Bone Spear." Lin Ming could easily recognize this move. Ouyang Ziyun also used it in Nanhua Building, and he suffered a big loss.

"My brother used the Ziyan Bone Spear and lost to you, then I'll show you the true power of the Ziyan Bone Spear today!"

The purple flames condensed into a purple bone spear on Ouyang Zifeng's right hand, and the sound of ghosts crying came from the spear. With Ouyang Zifeng's cultivation, the power of the purple flame bone spear was much stronger.

"Die!"

call--

The bone spear threw out, with a blurry afterimage and a long flame tail, as fast as lightning! The sharp gas explosion was mixed with the shrill cries of ghosts, almost piercing the eardrums.

Whoosh!

Lin Ming was directly pierced by the bone spear!

Before the audience could react, Ouyang Zifeng grinned, thinking he could escape? too naive!

The "Lin Ming" pierced by the bone spear turned into a phantom and disappeared. It was just an afterimage. At the same time, the bone spear turned abruptly, chasing Lin Ming's phantom.

"Minute!"

Ouyang Zifeng shouted loudly, the bone spear suddenly split into twelve strands, stabbing at Lin Ming from all directions, there was no way to avoid it!

"Ah—" The warriors from the Thirty-Six Nations couldn't help but exclaimed, Qin Xingxuan clenched his hands together nervously, a duel of this level, if you are not careful, you may be seriously injured or even disabled!

"Puff Puff!"

Twelve purple flame bone spears slammed into Lin Ming at the same time, and the purple fire rose up like a purple rose in full bloom!

The corners of Ouyang Zifeng's mouth curled up. The audience from the thirty-six countries held their breaths. Qin Xingxuan's hands were covered in sweat. She didn't know what Lin Ming's ultimate strength was.

However, after the purple flames dissipated, the smile on Ouyang Zifeng's mouth froze. Lin Ming stood firmly on the ring, and even his clothes were not burnt. Around his body, purple electric snakes kept coming. Dancing, completely surrounding his body.

Ouyang Zifeng's face suddenly sank, using lightning as a shield?

Being able to block his Purple Flame Bone Spear with the power of thunder proved that Lin Ming's thunder energy had reached a very high level, enough to break through his Yin Qi and threaten him. (Four thousand chapters, make up for the thousand owed yesterday)

-(To be continued)