"That Lin Ming can actually control the power of thunder!"
"It turns out that he is a thunder fighter, this is his trump card!"
"Looking at the thickness of the electric snake, it's probably a fifth-grade, or even a sixth-grade fit."
People in the audience commented one after another, to the people of Qixuan Valley, thunder warriors are not too rare, what are rare are thunder warriors with sixth grade compatibility.
In the Great Hall of the Seven Profound Valley, Mu Qinghong smiled and looked at the electric snake dancing on Lin Ming's body, "This little guy actually waited until the final to use the power of thunder."
So far, Lin Ming's identity was completely affirmed. The iconic thing Mu Qianyu described about Lin Ming back then was the power of thunder. Mu Qianyu speculated that Lin Ming's compatibility with the vitality of thunder was not inferior to her fitness with the vitality of fire, that is, it was above the seventh rank!
This is definitely a monster-level talent!
Regardless of Lin Ming's martial intent and leapfrog fighting ability, just his talent and talent in the vitality of thunder are enough for a large sect to spend a lot of resources to absorb him.
Mu Qinghong glanced at Shi Zongtian beside him. The other party had no special reaction. The corner of Mu Qinghong's mouth curled up slightly. If Shi Zongtian knew that Lin Ming had controlled the Thunder Spirit of the Purple Flood God, he would have sat down a long time ago. Can't stand it.
In the middle of the arena, Lin Ming's body was dancing with electric snakes, and his hair was also wantonly raised. He looked like a demon god who came riding on lightning. "The power of thunder is designed to counteract ghosts and negative energy. Every time you use the Acacia Sect technique, you will be accompanied by howls of ghosts and gods. It is being restrained by my power. Let me see how you block it!"
A cold light flashed in Lin Ming's eyes. The thunder and lightning wrapped around his body emitted a dazzling purple light, as if the purple sun was in the sky!
Jinpeng breaks the void—
The speed reaches the limit in an instant!
A series of shadows of Lin Ming were dragged out from the arena, and each shadow had lightning flashes!
"Zizizi!"
The power of the wildly dancing thunder and lightning pierced towards Ouyang Zifeng like a sharp sword.
"Zheng!" Ouyang Zifeng pulled out the sword from the snakeskin scabbard, it was a blood red four foot long sword.
Ouyang Zifeng drew his sword!
Pretending to be coercive also requires the capital to act coercive. Before, only one person could force him to draw his sword. But now against Lin Ming, Ouyang Zifeng couldn't bear it with just a single move. Don't say that if you don't draw your sword, even if you draw your sword, you may not be able to block it.
Ouyang Zifeng also launched the extreme speed, and the sharp sword and the power of thunder launched fierce collisions again and again!
"Puffy!"
The audience can only see the blurred shadows of the two. And the flashing purple lightning in the arena!
"What's going on in the arena, who has the upper hand?"
"I don't know, since Lin Ming can force Ouyang Zifeng to draw his sword, he can be considered to have some skills, so he shouldn't be too disadvantaged, he can last for a while."
"Unfavorable? Hold on for a while? You said that Lin Ming, who was born in thirty-six countries, is at a disadvantage? You idiot, just wait and see, then Ouyang Zifeng is a dish!"
Those who spoke and refuted were warriors from the thirty-six countries. In the past few days, the warriors from the thirty-six countries have been receiving anger in the Seven Profound Valley. How could they miss such a proud opportunity.
"Hmph, don't get too excited, even if Ouyang Zifeng loses to Lin Ming, the difference will not be too big. When our direct disciple comes on stage, we will let you know what despair is!"
In advance of the seven direct disciples, the warriors from the thirty-six countries stopped talking. These days, the strength of the seven direct disciples can be vividly seen, even if they have full confidence in Lin Ming. He didn't have the confidence to fight, he could only hum and say a few harsh words, and then stopped talking.
Ouyang Zifeng in the arena only defends but does not attack, it's not that he doesn't want to attack, it's that he can't attack at all, the gathered yin energy will be scattered by lightning in an instant, under such fierce competition, the true essence in his body is quickly consumed.
"This guy, releasing so much thunder power, probably consumes more than me. As long as I persevere, I may not be the one who loses!"
Ouyang Zifeng just had this idea, but he heard Lin Ming say: "Are you only able to hide? I've been waiting for your so-called 'hole card'. If you don't use it, then I'm afraid there will be no chance."
Lin Ming's right hand suddenly clenched into a fist, and all the surrounding purple electric snakes gathered around the fist, bursting out dazzling purple light. Five thousand strands of vibrating true energy surged out, intertwined with the vitality of thunder, and turned into pure purple.
This is the combination of Body Crushing Fist and Thunder Power!
"Rampant!" Ouyang Zifeng raised his true essence, the long sword was burning with purple flames, and the sound of ghost cries came from the sword.
"A Nether Strike!"
Ouyang Zifeng resisted the numbness caused by the thunder and lightning, stabbed out with this sword, and a grimace burning with purple fire bit Lin Ming.
Lin Ming didn't even look at it, he just punched out.
"boom!"
Five thousand strands of pure purple true energy rushed out like a ferocious purple dragon, poured into the grimace, and tore the grimace into pieces!
Immediately afterwards, the purple true essence broke through Ouyang Zifeng's protective yin energy, and poured into Ouyang Zifeng's body unstoppably.
Ouyang Zifeng's body trembled, he spit out a mouthful of blood, his body flew upside down several tens of feet away, he almost couldn't stand still after landing, he knelt down on one knee, held the long sword in one hand, and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
At that moment just now, Ouyang Zifeng's body was almost torn apart, he almost thought he was going to die.
Lin Ming stretched out his hand, and the purple true essence rushed out of Ouyang Zifeng's body and returned to his hand. As he absorbed the Purple Flood Dragon God Thunder, his true essence could already be fused with the thunder at will. The power of thunder is also a matter of course.
"Lin Mingsheng!"
The referee elder took a deep look at Lin Ming, and announced that being able to defeat Ouyang Zifeng proved that Lin Ming had a great possibility to enter the top ten!
For a sixteen-year-old boy from thirty-six countries, this is a frightening achievement.
Lin Ming turned around and stepped down.
Lin Ming fought against Ouyang Zifeng for a short period of time, but in the end Lin Ming won by an overwhelming advantage.
"Ouyang Zifeng also lost! Is it true that this time, a country warrior from thirty-six countries will compete in the top ten?"
"This guy, it is said that he beat Ouyang Zifeng's younger brother Ouyang Ziyun when he was in Nanhualou. He beat him so much that he couldn't participate in the competition. Now he beat Ouyang Zifeng again. He really bullied people to the door."
Seeing that Lin Ming's hope of entering the top ten was growing, many disciples of the Seven Profound Valley were not convinced. Most of them were born in the Seven Profound Valley, and they were born with a sense of superiority.
But now, they have been eliminated, and a boy from thirty-six countries is about to compete for the top ten. This is like a prince from the capital being slapped in the face by a nouveau riche from the countryside.
You must know that being in the top ten of the Zongzong Huiwu not only means great honors and rewards, but also means that the sect will receive attention and strong resource support in the future. This is something that many disciples dream of.
If you can become a core disciple, not only will your cultivation advance by leaps and bounds, but also those beautiful female disciples from the Seven Profound Valleys will come together to be picked by you. Perhaps it is because of the quenching of the true energy, the female warriors with good talents will most likely not be bad in appearance Well, the female disciples of the Qixuan Valley Fantasy Sect and the Qin Sect are not lacking in beauties who are astonishing as heaven and man, and they have a more dusty temperament than those rouge and vulgar fans in the secular world.
They have nothing to say about the top ten direct disciples of the seven major sects and the core disciples of the great branch sect, but now, a rural martial artist from thirty-six countries is also in the top ten.
The top ten disciples were almost destined to be recruited into the main sect and promoted to core disciples. Thinking that Lin Ming would share their resources and enjoy their women in the future, how could they swallow this breath
The so-called envy, jealousy and hatred are the most appropriate portrayals in their hearts at this time.
"Wait, he won't be jumping for long. Ouyang Ming, the direct disciple of the Hehuan Sect, has a good personal relationship with Ouyang Zifeng, so he will definitely express his anger for Ouyang Zifeng. If Lin Ming is seriously injured, I see how he can fight for the top spot. ten."
These eliminated direct disciples could only curse in their hearts, hoping that Lin Ming would be seriously injured and unable to fight again.
After Lin Ming, the referee announced the next match - Jiang Lanjian vs. Sun Lin.
This time, the scene of the competition was full of excitement. Compared with Lin Ming's lukewarm appearance when he left the station, Jiang Lanjian's prestige in Qixuan Valley was by no means inferior to that of the Seven Great Personal Disciples. Some weaker direct disciples, such as Huo Yanluo from the Artifact Sect, and Fang Qi from the Array Sect are stronger.
After all, the Artifact Refining Sect and the Array Sect have to put a lot of energy into their auxiliary skills. The exercises of this sect are not very powerful, but mainly focus on the Artifact Refining and Formation, which is not comparable to Jiang Lanjian. strong attack.
Jiang Lanjian came to the stage. He was wearing an unchanging green robe, holding a three-foot-six-inch sword in his arms. He stood in the center of the arena, as if he was a sword himself. people!
Jiang Lanjian's opponent, Sun Lin, was from the Artifact Refining Sect, and was the second disciple of the younger generation of the Artifact Refining Sect, second only to Huo Yanluo, the sect master's direct disciple.
Sun Lin participated in the last Zongzong Wushu Festival and got the 22nd place in the overall list.
Now, his cultivation has improved further, and he has entered the final with a complete victory. It is no doubt that he will enter the top 20 in this tournament, and there is even some hope of hitting the top 10.
"Jiang Lanjian, a disciple of the Sword Sect, please advise." No matter who the opponent is, Jiang Lanjian will perform a sword salute before the battle.
"Senior brother Jiang, please, I have made great progress in the past three years, and I am not so easy to deal with." Sun Lin said with a smile. Being able to keep smiling in front of Jiang Lanjian is a kind of great self-confidence in itself.
As Sun Lin said, he drew out the great sword in the Sumeru ring. The fiery red sword was four feet long. As soon as the sword was unsheathed, a scorching flame was ignited, and a wave of heat like a tide rushed towards his face. Come, some viewers who were close couldn't help backing away.
"The heat wave alone has such power. This Sun Lin is by no means an idler. I'm afraid he is no worse than that Lin Ming just now."
"This year's General Sect Martial Arts Contest really produced a large number of geniuses. Not only did the Thirty-Six Kingdoms and the Sixteen Cultivator Clans produce two geniuses, but our Seven Profound Valley Sect's genius strength also surpassed the past." ()
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