1616 The re-released No. 9
Liang Ru is the new generation of Shang Fang Sword and the guardian of China. Her soul is recognized by the sword souls, so she can get powerful power from Shang Fang's sword!
Li Fan has also used this kind of swordsmanship before. By communicating with the sword soul and borrowing their power, he can transform into a sword spirit! Let Shang Fang's sword merge with himself, and the sword and human become one, which can increase his strength by two or three times!
Before, Liang Ru was at the pinnacle of strength, but after her transformation, her strength successfully climbed to the level of a grandmaster. At the same time, those sword souls also instilled their rich combat experience into Liang Ru. At this time, Liang Ru was no longer the young rookie who had just gained strength, but a true fighting master!
She controlled the flying sword and was in front of Long Baili in an instant, stabbing directly into Long Baili's throat, killing her with one strike!
Long Baili was shocked. He quickly waved his knife and tried to split the flying sword. But when he waved his hand and swept it away, it was completely empty! His palm actually passed through the sword
What the hell
The next second, there was a sharp pain in the leg. Long Baili lowered his head and saw that the Shang Fang sword had been pierced into his calf!
"Damn it!"
Long Baili couldn't understand what was going on, but Li Fan had a rough idea.
Long Baili just swung his sword randomly, but at his level, it was impossible to do it casually. This illustrates one thing. In Long Baili's eyes, the Shang Fang sword he saw was aimed at his upper body!
What does this mean? At that moment, Liang Ru used her mental power to confuse Long Baili and created a fake Shang Fang sword in Long Baili's mind, making him fooled!
This move is really terrifying, it is false and true, true and false, this is also a kind of superior martial arts!
The stronger Long Baili is and the more experienced he is in combat, the easier it is for him to be fooled! Because for Long Baili, when he sees the opponent's attack, he will almost subconsciously fight back! In this way, he basically couldn't avoid Liang Ru's phantom sword.
Sure enough, Liang Ru made the phantom sword again, Long Baili slapped his palm into the air, and Shang Fang's sword pierced his left arm from the side.
Two consecutive thrusts of the sword caused Long Baili to suffer severe blood loss. He took a few steps back and poked the acupuncture point to stop the bleeding. But there was still too much blood loss, and a sense of dizziness had enveloped Long Baili's eyes, making everything he saw a little dark.
"Damn it... I'm actually going to fail at this point..."
Long Baili couldn't help but feel annoyed, he was still too careless! The heir of Shang Fang's Sword should not be underestimated... Even though she was just a little girl, she still made herself suffer so much.
"I won't lose! I won't take advantage of your moves again!"
When Long Baili was talking, a Shang Fang sword had already arrived in front of him.
"I won't be fooled again!"
Long Baili forcibly controlled himself and did not pick up the sword! But the sword was strong and pierced directly through his abdomen and out from behind.
Long Baili took a few steps back, his eyes widened, and then he knelt on the ground.
"competition is over!"
Seeing that Long Baili was fatally injured and had no fighting ability, the host hurriedly announced the result.
Liang Ru relied on Shang Fang's sword to defeat the leader of the Kongtong Sect. This attack method opened the eyes of many people.
"Phantom sword?"
"Shang Fang's sword is well-deserved."
Like Wang Zhenyi, Yuxu and the others, their eyes lit up. But they are the real masters after all. After a battle, they already have a way to deal with the phantom sword. Even if they encounter Liang Ru next time, they will still have ways to deal with the phantom sword.
"How's it going? I'm doing well, right?"
As soon as Liang Ru returned to the contestants' bench, she immediately sent a WeChat message to Li Fan.
"The performance is indeed very good, but it must be all due to the sword spirit."
Li Fan's words made Liang Ru dissatisfied, and the little girl gave him a big eye roll.
"You also need to learn more from Sword Soul and absorb their combat experience."
"I know, Luo Xiang! I'll be here in a minute, don't lose!"
"Thanks for caring."
Li Fan was neither humble nor arrogant. He just stood there and looked at the field outside. In the next round, who will fight whom
"In the expectant eyes of the audience, we ushered in the third game today! The top 16 match is indeed unusual. In just a short while, two people have already advanced. In this third round of 16 match, will it be How can it go so smoothly? Let’s wait and see!”
Soon, the third round list of the top 16 competition came out!
The Abbot of Shaolin, Master Yuxu, the superstar who faced off against the American emperor, Hero No. 9!
The old abbot stared at the bald head, clasped his hands, and slowly walked onto the ring. And No. 9, wearing his familiar black uniform and cape, fell from the sky like a hero on TV, and landed in front of Yuxu with a bang.
"He is a superhero from the United States. Number 9 is on the stage! He is indeed an idol-like figure, and the way he appears is so cool! Half of the audience is cheering for him. It seems that this superhero is very popular. !”
Number Nine's popularity in the West is almost nuclear bomb-level, and his appearance made fans excited. These fans all wore No.9 peripherals and cheered for No.9.
"No. 9, I love you!"
"Come on, No. 9, defeat that evil monk!"
"You are the strongest!"
Listening to these calls, the enlightened monk was also a little confused.
"Amitabha... When did I become evil?"
"Don't worry about them."
No. 9 crossed his arms and stood in front of the old monk, "You can take action."
"Amitabha, the donor is too polite. Look at my Thousand Buddha Palms!"
Yuxu is Yuxu, and the decades of cultivation are not in vain. Just now, he was like an old Buddha meditating. In the blink of an eye, he moved like lightning. With a yellow light, he was in front of No. 9 in an instant. At the same time, he struck the Thousand Buddha Palm directly towards No. 9's forehead.
No. 9 was still holding his arms, as if he didn't react, and was directly slapped on the forehead by Yuxu.
"boom!"
During the martial arts competition, Master Yuxu transformed into Shura and struck without mercy. The power of a Thousand Buddha Palm is astonishing. The ground beneath No. 9's feet shattered, and gravel and bricks flew everywhere.
"Amitabha...donor...are you okay?"
Yuxu also felt a little regretful. When he was fighting, he couldn't control himself and his attacks were a bit harsh!
"Very good."
No. 9 stood there with his arms folded and replied lukewarmly.
"Amitabha!"
Not only Yuxu, but also all the Shaolin disciples in the surrounding stands chanted the Buddha's name!
So amazing! He received a Thousand Buddha Palm from their abbot and was still unharmed
"Old monk, continue."