Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 812 Defense Ineffective
"It seems that the referees' vision is really accurate enough. Red Samadhi is indeed not as good as Ling Xiao. This can be confirmed."

On the Xuanhuo Sect's side, everyone was dumbfounded. Such a result was something they had never expected.

Red Samadhi not only lost, but also lost after performing the stunt of pressing the bottom of the box, which is simply unacceptable.

"The Yuehua Sect has really risen, it's too late if you don't accept it!"

The Patriarch of Xuanhuo Sect heaved a long sigh, at this moment, he was really helpless.

The younger generation is the future of the sect. Although these old guys are stronger than these young people, the problem is that they have no potential to tap.

But these young people still have great potential.

Coupled with the fact that the cultivation environment in Tianlong Continent is much better than before, the future of these young people will definitely be more exciting than theirs.

"Accepted!"

Ling Xiao smiled slightly, cupped his fists at Hong Sanmai, and then turned around to step off the stage.

This time, he not only got the seeds of Samadhi True Fire, but also improved his luck again, reaching the level of Liuding in one fell swoop, becoming the most eye-catching one among the new generation.

"Next time, I will definitely beat you!"

Although Red Samadhi lost, but the loss was a bit inexplicable, how could she be convinced.

"Hehe, of course I will accompany you."

After all, getting some good things from others, it doesn't seem like a big deal to practice with others.

……

Time goes on, and so does the fight.

Ji Mingkong's luck is still higher than that of Bading.

The cohesion of the Ninth Cauldron is really too difficult.

Next are Mo Wushang and Bai Qianjiao, both of whom are condensing the eighth tripod luck.

After these two, it should have been Liu Taiyin, but now Liu Taiyin has been surpassed by Qin Bixue, Ling Xiao, and Hong Li.

All three of them have reached the sixth tripod luck and are condensing the seventh tripod, but the speed will be greatly reduced.

Liu Taiyin can only regret that he is ranked seventh and has five tripods of luck.

Ling Xiao didn't care much about the rest, he just paid special attention to Long Chen and Lan Yu'er.

Currently, Long Chen's luck is exactly the same as Liu Taiyin's.

Lan Yuer only has two tripods, but they are quite good.

Xu Jing won [-] out of [-] battles, and the phantom in the shape of a dragon was more than four feet long.

At this time, the sky had already darkened, but the competition arena with its huge light-concentrating array was still as bright as day.

Until the end of the eighth round, everyone got a relatively long rest time, they could go to eat and rest for a while.

About half an hour.

The audience also took the opportunity to meditate and rest for a while.

Anyway, the weakest audience here is the half-step Tianzun. For them, a quarter of an hour of meditation can be equivalent to a night's sleep for ordinary people.

After the break, and in much anticipation, the game resumed.

Ninth round!
Ling Xiao successfully defeated his opponent.

His luck has increased again, and the seventh cauldron has almost been condensed. He believes that as long as he meets a slightly stronger opponent, he can completely condense the seven tripods. In terms of luck alone, he is already far away from Mo Wushang and Bai Qianjiao was very close.

However, the situation of Qin Bixue and Hong Li is not worse than him at all, these three people seem to be the three under Shengzi, Mo Wushang and Bai Qianjiao.

And there is a feeling of evenness.

Huo Mozun is still tepid. I don't know if it is a coincidence or a deliberate arrangement. Except for Ling Xiao, almost no opponents he met are too strong, so although he is also winning streak, his luck so far has not Not as good as Liu Taiyin, Long Chen, and Hong Sanmai.

"In the first match of the tenth round, Ling Xiao played against Gui Shishou!"

Although this turtle's strength is not strong, he is also a dark horse, but he is a disciple of the Bishui Temple, but no one dares to underestimate him.

In addition, this person's performance is indeed not bad.

In the past nine rounds, all the opponents he lost to were seeded players, and he could remain undefeated against opponents other than seeded players.

But more draws.

This guy's defense is too terrifying. Anyway, several people can't break his defense.

To tell the truth, Gui Shishou really didn't want to meet Ling Xiao.

But today's ranking battle is unavoidable, and sooner or later they will have to meet it.

All he can do is try his best to get a point.

Three points for a win, one point for a tie, and no points for a loss.

As long as he can maintain the previous fighting state, he is not afraid.

Taking a deep breath, Gui Shishou raised his defense to the extreme.

A huge tortoise shell appeared in front of him, completely enveloping him inside.

It is this layer of tortoise shell that allows him to remain undefeated even in the face of strong enemies.

Although this feels a bit rogue, it is also part of strength.

"Tianmai Qi Sword·Hell Dragon Sword!"

Facing Gui Shishou, Ling Xiao didn't intend to waste time, and directly used the current strongest move of Tianmai Qi Sword.

The huge Hell Dragon Sword seemed to be formed by the condensed fire, splitting the void and rushing towards Gui Shishou.

In the void, raging flames burned the sky, just like a scene of a scorching hell, with huge pillars of fire rising from the competition platform.

Obviously, after Ling Xiao's strength was promoted again, the power of the Hell Dragon Sword also increased again.

Gui Shishou, who had already used all his celestial energy and true energy for defense, was still shocked by this blow.

In just an instant, his so-called invincible defense was completely shattered, and his whole body fell into a severe pain as if being burned by flames.

That is to say, fortunately, Ling Xiao's subordinates were merciful, and took back the hell dragon fire after breaking this guy's defense, otherwise, Gui Shou would have to be burned to ashes.

At the end of the battle, Ling Xiao absorbed Gui Shishou's luck from the nine tripods, making his luck finally reach the level of the seven tripods, and even the eighth tripod showed some faint signs, obviously closer to Bai Qianjiao and the devil. No more injuries.

The seven huge bronze tripods were constantly rotating in the void, and the divine inscriptions on them flickered repeatedly, making a sound like a drum in the evening and a bell in the morning.

As if they felt threatened, the copper tripods of Ji Mingkong, Mo Wushang, Bai Qianjiao and others also made noises.

For a moment, the entire competition stage seemed to start a sonata of bells and tripods.

"My good fellow, the Tianmai in my body seems to be ready to move, so I want to be promoted again?"

Ling Xiao was overwhelmed with emotion immediately, no wonder everyone wanted to compete for luck, this is definitely more precious than any panacea.

Nine is an extreme number, so there is probably only one person present who can get the luck of nine tripods.

Just like Ji Fuling back then.

I really don't know what kind of special situation will happen after having the Nine Tripods Luck?
Ling Xiao couldn't help feeling a little excited.

The tenth round of the competition was also going on in an orderly manner. The later it went, the slower it seemed that a battle would end.

Except for individual battles where the outcome may be determined quickly, many battles can't really end until at least two hundred moves.

(End of this chapter)