The Prince's Mansion and the martial arts arena.
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Every one of the Anshan clan's disciples is practicing martial arts seriously. The youngest is only eight or nine years old, and the oldest is probably forty or fifty years old. The Da Luo Dynasty was founded by force, and martial arts prevailed throughout the dynasty, and the prince's palace was no exception.
The arrival of Anshan Taiping, Anshan Feihong, Anshan Feihu, Anshan Feiying and Lingdao caused these Anshan clan disciples to stop what they were doing. Especially among them, there is an outsider like Ling Dao.
"Meet the master!"
All the children of the Anshan clan shouted, Anshan Taiping was not only the king of Anshan County, but also the head of the Anshan clan. Whether it is a sect or a family, they are just different forms of power.
The Chongjian Sect and the Anshan Clan are both ninth-grade forces, but the Anshan Clan is dependent on the Daluo Dynasty, an eighth-grade force, while the Chongjian Clan is independent. In terms of overall strength, the Anshan clan is indeed not as good as the Heavy Sword Sect, but with the Daluo Dynasty here, the master of the entire Anshan County is still the Anshan clan, not the Heavy Sword Sect.
"Everyone, get up. Please step aside first. My son Feihong wants to compete with Ling Dao from the Sky Splitting Sword Sect!"
Anshan Taiping's words stunned the Anshan clan disciples present. Anshan Feihong, that is the legend of the younger generation of the Anshan clan, is now a warrior in the air control realm. Now there is someone who wants to compete with Anshan Feihong, and he is only a sixteen-year-old boy
"What's the origin of that kid? He's not even older than me, but he wants to compete with Brother Feihong? Isn't he too arrogant?"
"There are so many people who don't overestimate their abilities. Isn't it nonsense that this guy wants to compete with Brother Feihong? How could the head of the family agree?"
Ling Dao was only sixteen years old, and he looked too young. None of the Anshan clan's disciples could associate him with a strong person. But after hearing Ling Dao's name, many people were shocked.
"Is he Ling Dao? The person who turned the tide in the sword fighting competition and made the Sky Splitting Sword Sect win first place?"
"Sure enough, he is as young as the rumors. I am about the same age as him, but there is a huge difference in strength. Is this the difference between geniuses and ordinary people?"
"Even if he is Ling Dao, I don't think he can be a match for Brother Feihong. Not long ago, Brother Feihong defeated a mid-level warrior in the Sky Control Realm. Can Ling Dao do it?"
These Anshan clan disciples were just surprised by Ling Dao's identity. In their hearts, they still believed that Anshan Feihong would win. Anshan Feihong, like them, is a descendant of the Anshan family. They are a family, so they naturally trust Anshan Feihong more.
"Hmph, everyone is sensible, how can that kid be Feihong's opponent?"
"That's right, I think Feihong can defeat that kid within ten moves!"
Listening to the words of those Anshan clan disciples, Anshan Feihu and Anshan Feiying looked at each other and smiled. Anshan Feihong was also smiling, but he was smiling bitterly. Only he knew that he might not be able to defeat Ling Dao even if he had a hundred or a thousand moves, let alone ten moves.
"Quiet!"
Anshan Taiping coughed, and the entire martial arts arena fell silent. He knew in his heart that Anshan Feihong was no match for Ling Dao. He could see through Anshan Feihong but not Ling Dao. You know, he is an Origin Realm warrior, and even he can't see through Ling Dao. How can Ling Dao be weak
"Let Feihong and Lingdao fight each other until the point is reached!"
No matter Anshan Feihong or Ling Dao, they have no murderous intentions and are just comparing notes. Anshan Feihong and Ling Dao looked at each other, and then walked to the center of the martial arts field. They were both ready.
"Brother Ling, please enlighten me!"
Although Anshan Feihong thought that Ling Dao was only in the late or peak stage of the Sky Realm, he still did not dare to underestimate Ling Dao. As soon as he came up, Anshan Feihong took out his inferior sword Feihong Sword. Facing Ling Dao, he naturally did not dare to take it lightly.
"Mountain Sword!"
Anshan Feihong shouted loudly, then raised the Feihong Sword in his hand and struck Lingdao. The billowing true energy condensed into a huge axe, which was struck down along with the Feihong Sword, as if it was about to split the mountain into pieces, with extraordinary power.
An overwhelming power radiated out, and even the disciples of the Anshan clan who were standing not far away took a few steps back unconsciously. Under that kind of pressure, it was even difficult for them to breathe.
"So strong! I haven't seen Brother Feihong take action for many days. It seems that Brother Feihong's strength has improved again. If it continues to develop at this rate, won't Brother Feihong be able to surpass the head of the family?"
"Yes, when the head of the family was as old as Brother Feihong, he was simply not as good as Brother Feihong now. It seems that our Anshan clan is getting stronger and stronger, which is a sign of prosperity!"
Experts will know if there is one as soon as they take action. Anshan Feihong's swordsmanship is definitely the strongest among the Anshan clan. Even Anshan Feihu and Anshan Feiying nodded. Their younger brother was better than them.
"Before, maybe we underestimated Feihong, but now I think we only need one sword to defeat that kid!"
"Feihong's strength has improved so fast. In a few years, he will probably surpass us, right?"
Both Anshan Feihu and Anshan Feiying believed that Anshan Feihong's sword was enough to defeat Ling Dao. It's a pity that they didn't know that if they didn't think Ling Dao was too difficult to deal with, Anshan Feihong wouldn't have been able to use such a sword technique as soon as he came up.
Even after he used the mountain-opening sword, Anshan Feihong still had no confidence at all. Even if he faced a warrior in the late stage of the Sky Control Realm, he would not feel so guilty. Mainly because the feeling Ling Dao gave him was too strong.
"King Xiaoyao, I am not as good as you, and it seems that my son Feihong is not as good as your son either!"
Anshan Taiping looked extremely calm on the surface, but his heart was in turmoil. The reason why he felt that Ling Dao was stronger was because until now, Ling Dao's expression had not changed much. Even though Anshan Feihong used his mountain-opening sword, Ling Dao still didn't care.
With Anshan Feihong's eyesight, he could naturally see that Ling Dao was really calm and was not pretending to be calm. Being able to have such a performance is enough to show that Ling Dao is stronger than Anshan Feihong.
Just like now, if Anshan Feihong used this sword against Anshan Taiping, then he must be extremely calm. Because he knew that Anshan Feihong's sword could not hurt him at all, and the gap between the two was too big.
"Silver Moon!"
Ling Dao suddenly pulled out the Heavenly Thunder Sword, and it only took a moment to draw the sword. The Heavenly Thunder Sword drew a graceful arc, as if it were a waning moon. The entire martial arts arena seemed to be illuminated by the waning moon.
With his current strength, just one sword is enough to deal with an early-stage Air Control Realm warrior. It is also the early stage of the Royal Air Realm. Compared with Anshan Feihong and Ling Dao, the difference is that of a rabbit and a lion.
Anshan Feihong was able to defeat the warriors in the middle stage of the Yukong Realm in the early stage of the Yukong Realm. He was already a genius that the Anshan clan would rarely produce in a century. If they were told that Ling Dao could kill the peak warriors of the Sky Control Realm when he was at the peak of the Sky Realm, their eyes would probably pop out of his head.
A silver moon and a giant ax collided together. The giant ax could split majestic mountains, but it was a pity that it was smashed to pieces by the silver moon in an instant. Anshan Feihong's expression changed even more. The Feihong Sword in his hand and the Heavenly Thunder Sword in Ling Dao's hand were slashed together.
The Feihong Sword was bounced away in an instant, and Anshan Feihong could feel the unrivaled power. Also in the early stage of the Sky Control Realm, Anshan Feihong only had the power of two young dragons, but Ling Dao had the power of ten young dragons, which was simply incomparable.
With a crisp sound, the Feihong Sword was stuck straight into a big tree in the distance. The sword shook for a while and then slowly stopped. The Feihong Sword has already been released, so Anshan Feihong naturally has no chance of winning.
The Sky Thunder Sword is less than three inches away from Anshan Feihong's neck. As long as Ling Dao took a step or two forward, Anshan Feihong would probably die. Anshan Feihong, who was in the early stage of the Royal Sky Realm, couldn't even block Ling Dao's sword. The gap was beyond imagination.
"I... lost?"
Anshan Feihong smiled bitterly. Although he had already guessed that he might not be Ling Dao's opponent, the current result was still unacceptable to him. In just one sword fight, he was defeated. If it was a life and death battle, he would already be dead.
During the period from the Sword Fighting Conference to now, Anshan Feihong has indeed made considerable progress, but it is a pity that Ling Dao has made even greater progress. The gap between Anshan Feihong and Ling Dao not only did not narrow, but instead grew wider.
"Is Feihong defeated like this?"
Even Anshan Taiping's eyelids were twitching wildly. He knew that Ling Dao was very strong, but he didn't expect it to be so strong. Anshan Feihong and Ling Dao are like the difference between a three-year-old child and an adult.
In fact, Ling Dao had defeated Anshan Feihong without even exposing his own realm. With just one sword, the winner was decided. As an Origin Realm warrior, Anshan Taiping did not expect this scene.
"How could this happen? In just a moment, the winner could be determined?"
"Brother Feihong is so powerful, can't he even block Ling Dao's sword?"
"No wonder Ling Dao was able to turn the tide in the Sword Fighting Conference. His strength is too strong, right?"
There were waves of exclamations throughout the martial arts arena. A group of Anshan clan disciples were still discussing how many moves Anshan Feihong needed to defeat Ling Dao. Who would have thought that Ling Dao could defeat Anshan Feihong with just one sword strike. This gap is too big, right
"Feihu, am I being blinded? Feihong was defeated by a sword?"
"This... I can also see clearly that Feihong is no match for that boy. The gap between the two is really too big!"
Anshan Feihu and Anshan Feiying were both dumbfounded. They all thought Ling Dao was not worth mentioning. But now, Ling Dao told them with facts that he was not only stronger than Anshan Feihong, but also much stronger.
"Accepted!"
Ling Dao put away the Thunder Sword and said calmly. Defeating Anshan Feihong is nothing to be proud of, it was just expected. It would be strange if one sword could not defeat Anshan Feihong.
"If you two are not convinced, you can come over and challenge me!"
What all the children of the Anshan clan did not expect was that after Lingdao defeated Anshan Feihong, he actually looked at Anshan Feiying and Anshan Feihu provocatively. You know, Anshan Feiying, Anshan Feihu and Anshan Feihong are different. They have long been the pinnacle warriors of the Sky Control Realm.
Being able to defeat Anshan Feihong is enough to prove that Ling Dao is powerful. But if they challenge Anshan Feiying and Anshan Feihu, they simply overestimate their abilities. What's more, Ling Dao still asked Anshan Feiying and Anshan Feihu to challenge him!
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