Martial World

Ou Yangming has encountered very few masters along the way, only Fang Qi, Mu Gu Jierong and Huan Xiaodie. In these three games, Ou Yangming won all of them with overwhelming advantages and showed no strength at all. .+? (.+bsp;\\s*

However, no one would doubt Ou Yangming's strength. In the last general martial arts meeting, Jiang Baoyun, who participated in the martial arts meeting for the first time, was defeated by Ouyang Ming. At that time, he was once considered to be the next martial arts meeting. The candidate for the championship, but did not expect Jiang Baoyun to be the latecomer, and the limelight turned over Ou Yangming.

Compared to Ou Yangming's unimpeded winning streak so far, Lin Ming can be said to have made it through all the way, and now he is second only to Jiang Lanjian and Mugu Buyu, and tied with Ou Yangming.

As the referee announced the start of the match, the audience instantly boiled over, with almost half of those who favored Lin Ming and those who favored Ou Yangming.

Many Hehuan Sect disciples screamed and cheered for Ou Yangming. In comparison, Lin Ming's cheers were much weaker in the away game. Apart from the warriors from the Thirty-six Nations, there were only a few Qin Sects who had a good impression of Lin Ming. The girls cheered for him.

On the ring, Ou Yangming was wearing white clothes, holding a folding fan, and wearing a hair scarf on his head.

As a disciple of the Hehuan Sect, Ouyangming is naturally surrounded by Yingyingyanyan, wives and concubines, but even so, there are still many beautiful girls who take the initiative to embrace. First, Ouyangming has outstanding appearance and temperament, and secondly, it is because of Ouyangming The identity of the core disciple, follow him to get some resources at will. It's enough for those women to break through the pulse condensation period.

It was twenty feet in front of Ou Yangming. Holding a silver spear, Lin Ming stood upright with a tall and straight posture. In the past six months, because of practicing top-level exercises, Lin Ming's body has grown rapidly. Now that he has just turned sixteen, he is only taller than his stature. Ou Yangming was only a little shorter.

"This kid, I don't know where the limit of strength is..." Ou Yangming looked at Lin Ming, with no certainty in his heart, this feeling was just like when he faced Mugu Buyu.

before that. He had never thought that a disciple from thirty-six countries could bring him such pressure.

Lin Ming was an all-rounder in combat. Such a person was rare. Most geniuses would have a certain strength and a corresponding weakness. For example, Qin Wuxin's attack is invisible and intangible, and it is difficult to dodge, but she is not good at melee combat. Once she is approached by an opponent, she will lose more and win less, while Huo Yanluo and Zhang Yanzhao are both powerful and powerful in their attacks, but their combat power is limited. Once their attack is avoided, the result is also a loss. Even the seemingly almighty Jiang Lanjian has weaknesses such as insufficient attacking momentum and insufficient defensive power.

In this way, due to the different strengths and weaknesses of geniuses, a situation of mutual restraint will be formed.

Talents with the same strength often have their own winners and losers because of their strength.

However, Lin Ming was basically an all-around fighting king. His attack momentum was strong, his spear moves were fierce, and his attacks contained the artistic conception of wind. His attack speed was extremely fast, not to mention his defensive power. Hard to resist Jiang Lanjian's blow, it's fine! Compared with the movement speed and dodge ability, it is also like a ghost, and it has no weaknesses!

Facing such a master with no weaknesses, Ou Yangming had no idea how to win.

The game officially begins. Ou Yangming didn't say a word of nonsense, and showed the iron fan in his hand.

"Peerless Purple Flame!"

With the sound of chi chi chi. A large number of purple fires emerged from the iron fan and were burning brightly. The color of this purple fire was much richer than the purple flame bone spear used by Ouyang Zifeng!

"call!"

The flames roared towards Lin Ming, and there was an icy aura coming towards him. The icy flames were extremely strange.

Qingcang's True Essence erupted, Lin Ming took a step forward, stabbed out a spear, and savagely slaughtered 10,000 shocks of True Essence.

"boom!"

The purple flame fell apart directly, and was completely disintegrated by the training force.

After reaching the initial stage of Pulse Condensation, he added strength to his breakthrough, and now Lin Ming used his Vibration True Essence again, and his power was not comparable to before.

Ou Yangming's complexion changed. Although he didn't expect Peerless Ziyan to win, he didn't expect to be cracked so easily by the opponent.

"Purple Flame Bone Spear!"

"Death Scythe!"

Ouyang Ming snorted, and a bone spear formed by a flame appeared beside him. Compared with Ouyang Zifeng, Ouyang Ming's bone spear appeared almost instantly, and there was no process of condensing his true essence. Not only that, his iron fan With a wave, another purple sickle appeared, only taking Lin Ming's head!

Facing the whistling attack, Lin Ming's expression was indifferent, stepping on Jinpeng's smashing steps, his speed instantly reached its peak.

"Crack!"

On the side of the figure, Lin Ming unexpectedly rushed out of the attack gap between the bone spear and the death scythe. Purple lightning flashed, and a shot containing the artistic conception of wind and the power of thunder stabbed Ou Yangming in the face!

Ou Yangming's heart froze, and his figure retreated violently. At the same time, he pushed the iron fan recklessly, and the purple flames bloomed in front of his eyes like clouds, protecting his body layer by layer!

"boom!"

Ten thousand strands of azure essence erupted, and the thick thunder danced like a purple snake. The purple flame shield only lasted for a moment before being torn apart by the spear!

Seeing Han Sensen's silver spear stab at it, Ou Yangming's pupils shrank. He never imagined that Lin Ming's seemingly random spear would be so powerful that it broke his three purple flame shields in a row!

He understood that once he was stabbed by this spear, he would definitely lose. At the beginning, Fang Qi was shot through five nine-turn blue light arrays in a row. Array is stronger.

This Lin Ming's attack power is too abnormal!

"Butterflies dance and hundreds of flowers!"

Ou Yangming's body instantly turned into a series of afterimages, and he managed to avoid the shot.

"Movement and martial skills?" Lin Ming looked at Ou Yangming like a butterfly picking flowers. His figure was erratic. Obviously, this was an extremely gorgeous evasive movement technique. Ordinary warriors couldn't tell the difference between the real and fake figures. Where is Ou Yangming's deity? If he wants to attack, he has no way to start, so he can only be beaten passively, and he doesn't know where Ou Yangming's attack will come from.

However, this was not a problem for Lin Ming at all. He simply closed his eyes, his soul power merged into the mood of the wind, and Lin Ming's figure suddenly disappeared!

"Total Annihilation!"

It was still the same basic spear technique that never changed. Lin Ming swept across the void with one shot, but Ou Yangming appeared under Lin Ming's muzzle the moment Lin Ming fired his spear, as if he had bumped into it himself.

Ouyang Ming's complexion changed greatly! His Butterfly Dance and Hundred Flowers Movement Technique was seen through in an instant! ?

At this time, Ou Yangming had no choice but to resist!

"Snapped!"

When the iron fan was opened, Ouyang Ming shouted violently, activating his whole body's true essence, and the blue-purple evil flames roared out from the iron fan, and went straight to the tip of the spear.

"boom!"

The blue-purple evil flame hit the purple thunder, and the power of thunder and fire erupted!

The moment the iron fan touched the tip of the spear, Ou Yangming felt as if he had hit a big mountain with a single blow, and ten thousand vibrations of True Essence flowed upstream. The right arm lost its intuition.

"This is……"

Ou Yangming felt as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer in the chest, and his throat was sweet. Ou Yangming spit out a mouthful of blood in the air, and his figure flew out and fell heavily on the guardian light curtain.

This sudden result made the audience sluggish, and even Jiang Lanjian, who had always admired Lin Ming very much, had a look of disbelief on his face.

Ou Yangming, who was the third in the last general clan, was defeated so easily?

In fact, Lin Ming's victory was already within Jiang Lanjian's expectations, but he originally thought that the two would experience an anxious fight, and after all their cards were out, Lin Ming would be able to win the game with a small advantage, but he didn't want to. The two made only ten moves, and Lin Ming won.

"Ou Yangming lost so easily? It seems that his trump card has not been played?" Jiang Lanjian felt unbelievable. He lost to Ou Yangming in the last session of the Zongzong Huiwu. Ming but Ouyang Ming won so easily!

Jiang Baoyun said slowly: "Ou Yangming's trump card has been revealed, and that is his fifth-layer "Acacia Magical Art", and his peerless purple flame and death sickle are all blessed in the fifth-layer "Acacia Magical Art". It was only used, but it was easily broken by Lin Ming, so many people didn't see the power of Ou Yangming's moves... It's not that Ouyang Ming is weak, but Lin Ming is too strong. After breaking through the pulse condensation period, his strength increased again. A lot!"

Jiang Baoyun took a deep breath. Ordinary warriors break through the condensing pulse from the peak of bone forging, and their strength will not increase so much, but Lin Ming is not an ordinary warrior. The one who cultivated is the "Chaos Gang Dou Sutra". After each breakthrough in the realm, the growth of true essence brought by it is more solid than that of the martial artist of the same level.

Not only that, Lin Ming's Azure Blue True Essence, Ritual Strength such as Silk, and Purple Flood Dragon Thunder are all perverted moves. If his True Essence is stronger by one point, the power of his moves should be 3, 4, and 5 points stronger!

Therefore, from the peak of bone forging to the stage of condensing the pulse, Lin Ming ushered in a great leap in strength!

"Ou Yangming also lost! So far, there are only three people who have maintained a winning streak!"

"Except for Mu Gu Bu Yu and Jiang Baoyun, Lin Ming has already played against most of the masters. As for Huan Xiaodie and Mu Gu Jierong, who have not played against each other, they will not be Lin Ming's opponents. In other words, even if Lin Ming After losing to Mugu Buyu and Jiang Baoyun one after another, he is also firmly in the top three!"

People were discussing the situation of the competition. Lin Ming, the dark horse, had already been blackened to the end. A disciple from the thirty-six countries had entered the top three for the first time in the main sect meeting, and the opponent had just turned sixteen years old. This was truly shocking.

After Lin Ming stepped off the stage, he was meeting Mu Gu Bu Yu, his signature sinister smile still hung on the thin face of the other party, but the gaze he looked at Lin Ming no longer carried the joking and contempt he had before. But there is a slight dignified dignified.

Obviously, Mugu Buyu also felt Lin Ming's threat. (To be continued)