Martial World

Lin Ming turned his head and saw that the person who spoke was Jiang Lanjian. Although he didn't have much contact with him, Lin Ming could roughly feel that Jiang Lanjian was a person with extremely high vision. It was very difficult for him to call him a "genius".

Lin Ming smiled, "It's interesting. The first match was Luan Feng Zhengming. In this second round, there are indeed many masters!"

Jiang Lanjian glanced at Lin Ming in surprise, and said, "The strength of your group is a bit stronger, but you seem to be very confident?"

The seven masters included Fang Qi, Bi Tinghua, Jing Chanyu, Zi Ling and Lin Ming for a total of five. Five people competed for three places. Among them, Fang Qi won one place. Jiang Lanjian thought that Lin Ming would show a dignified expression. He didn't expect him to laugh, either because he gave up competing in the first echelon, or because he was extremely confident in his own strength, and Jiang Lanjian felt that Lin Ming was the latter.

"Jing Chanyu and Ziling, who do you think will win?" Lin Ming asked Jiang Lanjian.

Jiang Lanjian shook his head, "They didn't show their full strength in the previous games, and they all won the tournament, so I can't predict it."

On average, there were four to five players in each group. The seventh group that Lin Ming was in was Fang Qi, Bi Tinghua, Jing Chanyu, Zi Ling and Lin Ming.

However, after this group of games, there will only be at most two people left who can maintain a complete victory.

While the two were talking, the battle on the field had already begun.

This was an extremely bizarre battle. The audience couldn't see where Zi Ling was from the beginning to the end, only the light blade like a goddess scattered flowers, and Akira blew their eyes.

With his powerful perception, Lin Ming could see clearly that Zi Ling swung her hand into six beams of light. These beams of light seemed to be sent out at random, but each of them was enough to instantly kill an ordinary Pulse Condensing Stage martial artist.

Because the speed is too fast, the light blade draws a series of rainbow shadows. The high-pitched whistling sound also made the scalp tingle.

"Manipulating the power of light is truly amazing." Lin Ming could feel that although the main body of the light blade's attack was true essence, it did indeed contain a strong element of light. The seven kinds of wind and thunder are the mysterious powers that are even more elusive.

In the blink of an eye, there were already thirty-six blades of light in the air. These blades of light whizzed and danced in the air, but they did not attack Jing Chanyu. at this time. Zi Ling suddenly folded her hands together and shouted, "Thirty-six light blades kill!"

With this clear shout, the thirty-six light blades turned around one after another and slaughtered at Jing Chanyu together.

In the face of a light-blade attack with no dead ends,

Jing Chanyu raised her hands flat, and a soft light emanated from her heart. A thick, eggshell-like mask appeared around her body.

"Chucky!"

The blade of light shot out a thick halo and encountered great resistance, and the speed dropped sharply, at the same time. The edge of the light blade was also quickly melted away by the mask.

"Ming Chan Chiba Hand."

Jing Chanyu turned her hands over, and a series of finger shadows formed on her fingertips, overwhelming the sky.

"boom!"

Zi Ling, who had been hiding in the twisted light, groaned. She was directly forced out by Jing Chanyu's virtual big hand. She was holding a bright sword of light in her hand, and her face was full of shock.

"defeat!"

Jing Chanyu's red lips parted lightly, and with a low voice, a large golden handprint condensed in front of her. "Bright Zen Prajna Palm!"

"boom!"

The huge golden handprint pressed against Zi Ling's body, the lightsaber in Zi Ling's hand was broken, she spat out a mouthful of blood, and her body flew out, hitting the protective shield heavily.

"Jing Chan Yu wins!"

With the referee's announcement, the audience still haven't recovered. From the beginning of the game to the end, it only took ten breaths.

Jing Chanyu just used three moves, one of which was defensive, two were attacking, and after three moves, Ziling was defeated! But Jing Chanyu didn't move, and the veil that was lightly hanging on her face was not even blown by the wind. From beginning to end, Jing Chanyu was very calm.

Ziling is not an unknown person. She has been selected as the core disciple of the Huan Sect since she was a child. She has amazing talent. She was ranked 56th in the last general sect Huiwu. Accidentally will enter the top 30, but lost to Jing Chanyu! And it was defeated within three moves!

This Jing Chanyu is too strong!

Jiang Lanjian raised his brows. He would not be surprised if either Jing Chanyu or Ziling would win. What he was surprised was that Jing Chanyu won by an overwhelming advantage, which proves that she already has the strength to hit the top 20!

If he really made it into the top 20, then he would be considered a character. As far as Jiang Lanjian knew, Jing Chanyu was not too old, and he could participate in the general sect meeting again three years later.

At that time, her limelight will probably be even better than this session's Zhang Yanzhao!

If you can rush into the top ten as a disciple of the Thirty-Six Nations, it will be enough to keep the annals of the Seven Profound Valley Sect. This is an incredible achievement!

And... Jingchanyu also has a twin brother, Jingchanshi, presumably Jingchanshi's strength will not be much weaker than Jingchanyu, a small Jingchan country suddenly appeared two, and it is expected to hit the general manager after three years. The top ten disciples of Zong Huiwu, this is something that has never happened in the past hundred years!

Jiang Lanjian couldn't help but glanced at Lin Ming next to him, but saw that Lin Ming still looked indifferent. Although he might be a little surprised by Jing Chanyu's strength, he was obviously not worried about himself.

What a confident guy! This year's general sect will be worth watching. Thirty-six countries and sixteen martial arts families have successively produced four peerless geniuses: Zhang Yanzhao, Jingchan twins, and Lin Ming, and among them, Jingchan twins and Lin Ming, age It's not big, the next general sect will still have a lot of room for development...

Thinking of this, Jiang Lanjian's eyelids suddenly jumped. Lin Ming looked like he was sixteen or seventeen years old. How old was he?

Sixteen years old and seventeen years old, although only a year apart, they are very different for young warriors.

Generally, children from large sects begin to practice martial arts when they can walk. However, the practice of martial arts in childhood is just a symbolic laying of the foundation, using drugs to nourish and improve their physique, and they will not cultivate true essence.

The real cultivation method requires the body to begin to grow and develop, that is, from the age of twelve. At this time, the martial artist will be divided into the six realms of physical training, such as training strength, training meat, and training viscera.

Sixteen years old is four years of cultivation, seventeen years old is five years of cultivation, the difference is not small.

If Lin Ming is seventeen years old, he can only be regarded as a first-class genius; if he is sixteen years old, he is an absolute genius! Compared to the direct disciples of the seven major sects, it is not much inferior!

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"The second game, Fang Qi vs Zhou Yan."

Hearing Fang Qi's name, Lin Ming couldn't help but pay attention to it. The seven major branches of the Seven Profound Valley were Sword Sect, Array Sect, Puppet Sect, Qin Sect, Hehuan Sect, Item Refining Sect, and Huan Sect.

Among them, the sword sect has the strongest attack power, but it does not mean that the disciples of the sword sect are the most powerful. The other six sects have their own unique skills. Some sects such as the puppet sect, the magic sect, and the formation sect have extremely strange attack methods. , all kinds of strange moves emerge in an endless stream, saying that they are not as strong as Jianzong, but they are more difficult to deal with than Jianzong.

Lin Ming was most interested in the formation of the seven sects. The second piece of memory he obtained came from a great master of the formation master. It is a pity that the formation technique in the memory of that formation master, because Lin Ming cultivated it. If it's not enough, you can't cultivate at all.

Lin Ming originally thought that if he wanted to set up a large-scale killing formation, he had to at least be innately cultivated, but the Seven Profound Valley Formation Sect taught him a good lesson.

The little Thunderbolt Evil Fire Orb had saved Lin Ming's life.

Such an ingeniously constructed miniature thunder and fire killing formation enclosed in an array bead was something Lin Ming had never imagined before.

Lin Ming was even thinking, if he really wanted to enter the Seven Profound Valley main sect in the future, should he join the formation sect?

At the beginning of the game, Zhou Yan used defensive martial skills and placed layers of protective body essence on his body. No one laughed at him for being timid. In fact, he was one of the first to dare to face the seven direct disciples. kind of courage.

Zhou Yan himself is not an unknown person. He was ranked 70th in the last General Zong Huiwu, and he only lost one game in this group match. Although there is little hope of entering the first echelon, it is not a problem to enter the second echelon. .

"Red Flame Fire!"

After achieving the ultimate in conscious protection, Zhou Yan directly took out his ultimate trick. The lifelike flame dragon burst out of the sky.

Although he could not feel the heat of Yanlong through the protective formation outside the arena, he could predict a thing or two just by relying on the completely distorted light around Yanlong.

Such a flame dragon is enough to evaporate the water in a small lake and hit a warrior, and it can burn to death an average mid-phase condensate master.

However, Fang Qi just raised his right hand and volleyed into the sky to draw a golden formation talisman. Then, an incredible scene happened. Yanlong rushed into the golden formation talisman, like a mud cow into the sea, and disappeared, just like the golden formation talisman. Connected to a different dimension, the Yanlong was transferred away.

Seeing such a strange scene, Zhou Yan sighed in frustration and said, "I admit defeat."

The fire of Chi Yan was already his strongest move, but in front of Fang Qi, he didn't even hit a spark, and it just disappeared out of thin air, which made Zhou Yan feel powerless. The gap was too big. So much so that he couldn't even estimate how much.

"Fang Qisheng!"

There were no surprises in this victory, and people just praised the strength of their disciples and began to wait for the next game.

Lin Ming kept thinking about the formation talisman just now, how could a small formation talisman swallow up the fire of red flames that Zhou Yan unleashed with all his strength?

He felt that the formation system of the God's Domain might be very different from the formation system of the Seven Profound Valley Formation Sect. It can be said that they are two completely different life skills!

But in Lin Ming's view, the formation system of the Seven Profound Valley Formation Sect was more useful to him now.

At this moment, the referee's voice interrupted Lin Ming's thoughts.

"The third match, Lin Ming vs. Bi Tinghua!"

Lin Ming raised his head to meet Bi Tinghua's gaze. At this moment, Bi Tinghua's face was as bright as his name.

--(To be continued)