Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 781
Wang Siru is a mature Tianmai martial artist.

However, Ling Xiao's cultivation on the outside at this time is only a Tianmai martial artist in the growth stage.

Therefore, this Wang Siru didn't take him seriously at all.

"Yuehuazong? Is that the last sect? Good luck, this point has been obtained!"

Muttering something, Wang Siru suddenly moved his foot, Yanyue's long knife opened and closed, and directly slashed Ling Xiao's head with one knife.

The moves are fast and very powerful.

Although the move is not gorgeous or weird, but because it is too fast, it is not easy to avoid it.

The light of the knife flickered, like a silver horse, it was terrifying.

Ling Xiao stood there without moving, and the terrifying will to kill was released with the sword intent, like a sharp sword piercing into the opponent's heart.

"Do not--!"

When Wang Siru's broadsword was still in the air, a mouthful of blood suddenly sprayed on the blade of his whole body, and then he fell heavily to the ground.

"What a terrible will!"

Ten groups of referees watched this scene in amazement.

Since the start of the match, apart from Mo Wushang, only Ling Xiao can easily defeat his opponent with this kind of attack.

"It's a pity, since Shengyu and Shengliang, with Mo Wushang, this Ling Xiao is destined to not go far on this road."

The referee sighed.

It is said that in ancient times, Youliang and Yu were evenly matched in strength, but Shangyu was inferior in everything, and was finally pissed off by Zhuge Liang.

And what the referee said was derived from this allusion.

As for whether the allusion is true or not, it is difficult to judge because the time is too long.

But when the referee said this, he clearly felt that Ling Xiao's talent in soul secret arts couldn't be compared with Mo Wushang.

When Ling Xiao heard what he said, he just smiled faintly, turned around and walked off the competition arena.

And his opponent, Wang Siru, has already been lifted off the competition stage.

In fact, Wang Siru's injury was not serious. The key was that Ling Xiao was frightened. He probably would be fine after a short rest.

"What is that idiot Wang Siru doing? Could it be that he took advantage of Yuehuazong?"

The referee is a strong man in the Dongtian Realm, so it can be seen that Ling Xiao has used his soul power, but most of the warriors have not reached that level of cultivation, so they don't know what Ling Xiao has done.

I thought Wang Siru had released the water.

Even Yan Liehuo thought so.

But if the referee doesn't speak, it's useless even if they are dissatisfied.

"Ling Xiao wins!

Next, Feng Mo Ting and Po Qianjun will play! "

As the voices of the ten groups of referees fell, the ten groups immediately had discussions one after another.

Many viewers even looked this way.

After breaking thousands of troops, Ling Xiao knew that he was indeed very strong.

But the audience didn't seem to be paying attention to him, but to Feng Moting instead.

"Feng Mo Ting is finally on the stage. He was ranked No. 19 in the last Budo Festival. Among the tenth group, he is the strongest!"

"That's right, in order to prevent the top 19 from meeting too early, when we are divided into groups, each of the ten groups will have two top [-] players. Our tenth group is No.[-] Feng Mo Listen, there is Zhai Jun in the second form."

"These two are probably the two with the highest points in our group in the end. There shouldn't be any surprises."

"That Po Qianjun is said to be a martial artist from Tianlong Academy. I don't know how strong he is. Can he hold up ten moves under Feng Moting's hands?"

"It's difficult, Po Qianjun is just a newcomer, let alone ten moves, it would be thankful to be able to go through four or five moves under Feng Moting's hands."

Everyone's discussion made Ling Xiao smile a little.

Can newcomers be underestimated?

Although this Po Qianjun did not enter the top six in the preliminaries, his strength is definitely above Feng Moting.

Ling Xiao has full confidence.

As for the Feng Mo Ting, he was dressed in a typical ninja costume, with a rather sinister appearance, and there was a black air around his brows, which was left behind from the frequent killing of innocent people.

If you don't resolve it as soon as possible, I'm afraid that sooner or later you will go crazy.

Ling Xiao didn't like such a person very much, but his judgment was not affected by his own emotional factors.

One must know that Po Qianjun still wanted to kill him when he was in the Real Demon Forbidden Land, and he didn't have a good impression of Po Qianjun either.

But in terms of strength, it is true that Po Qianjun is superior, there is no doubt about it.

This guy actually used a sword, the same sword as Ling Xiao.

Standing there, there is an aura of destruction and destruction.

If I'm not wrong, this guy should have comprehended the intent to destroy the sword!

Ling Xiao looked at the two with interest.

On the competition stage.

The two stood more than ten meters apart, with strong confidence on their faces.

"Pu Qianjun, since you are a disciple of Tianlong Academy, take the initiative to admit defeat, so as not to be ugly."

Feng Mo listened to Po Qianjun and said calmly.

There was strong confidence and arrogance in his tone.

"Hahahaha!"

Po Qianjun suddenly laughed wildly.

"why are you laughing?"

Feng Moting frowned.

"I laugh at you idiot, you can't do three tricks under my hands!"

As soon as these words came out, it was like a pot of boiling water was poured into the crowd.

Not only the contestants in the tenth group, but also the audience around them scoffed at Po Qianjun's words.

This guy is too brazen, isn't he? A person who didn't even make it to the top six in the preliminaries should be inferior to Yan Liehuo. How dare he speak like that in front of Feng Moting?

Who does Fengmo listen to?

That was No. 20 last time, Yan Liehuo was only 51.

Even among the Heavenly Kings Sect, Feng Mo Ting is the sixth-ranked existence among the top ten core disciples.

In terms of cultivation, he is no worse than Mo Wushang, Dao Wuming and others, and the martial arts he has practiced are also the jade martial arts of the Heavenly King Sect, which is absolutely top-notch among martial artists at this stage.

It's just that the reputation is not so loud.

How can this Po Qianjun dare to look down on him?
"interesting!"

Hearing what Po Qianjun said, Feng Mo was so angry that he laughed back: "I thought we were our own people and didn't want to do anything to you, but you really don't know what to do. You said three moves to defeat me? I'm not that arrogant, five moves I will definitely let you get out of the competition arena."

"Stop talking nonsense, let's do it quickly."

Po Qianjun held his breath all the time.

In the original preliminaries, the reason why he didn't become one of the last six people was not because his strength was inferior to those six people, but because he was cheated by the phantom figure that appeared at the end.

It's a bit embarrassing to say it, he doesn't want to mention it again, now he just wants to show his strength as soon as possible in the finals, and let those people know that he is not a cowardly waste.

Unfortunately, Feng Mo Ting became a stepping stone for him to prove himself.

"Complete you!"

Feng Mo sneered, the storage ring flashed, and a narrow long knife used by the ninja appeared in his hand.

With a slight flick of the wrist, the long knife unexpectedly burst out with more than a dozen bird-shaped thunder and lightning swords, and rushed towards Po Qianjun.

Every saber energy is mixed with the terrifying thunder and lightning will. Although it is not very powerful, it can pose a great threat to warriors below the Heavenly Human Realm.

(End of this chapter)