Immortals, don't watch dramas

Chapter 1100 Accident
Although the atmosphere was quite awkward and both sides had their own concerns, the competition still had to be fought.That's why the two of them came here.

As soon as the referee's voice fell, the two began to fight fiercely.

The people below felt that a gust of wind was blowing by, and the two figures on the stage were already shaking violently, dazzled, and those with bad eyesight almost only saw shadows.

Compared with the other disciples who were discussing enthusiastically and commenting wildly, the group in the formation hall was much quieter, and fell into an inexplicable silence.

It took a while to hear Zhenjun Yuanheng chuckle suddenly: "Lin Rong seems to be aroused this time." You must know that this kid has always been meek and rarely gets angry, but many older monks They are more smoky than him.

But this time, he was probably stimulated, so he acted a little too aggressively, and instead gave up his previous worries.In fact, to be arrogant, this is only for real Mingjing, in fact, it is not very arrogant, but it seems that the emotions are reflected in it.

However, Lin Pingzhen behaved quite well. He didn't know whether he was watching or was also affected.

This fight seemed to be based on a fast pace, it didn't seem long, and in the blink of an eye, the two had already concluded a round.

Mingjing Zhenren's Yidian sword was placed above it in a relatively domineering posture, and Lin Pingzhen was temporarily suppressed at the bottom.From the direction of Ning Xia and the others, one can see that the hands of the two are shaking slightly, as if they are still wrestling.

"Is this... a test?" Looking at the two who started to wrestle with each other, Ning Xia finally saw something.

She just said... Although the moves of these two people are dazzling, it seems that the battle is fierce, but there is always a feeling of reservation.Obviously both sides are very energetic, but they show a bit of restraint.

Before, she thought it was her own illusion, but these two or three rounds were enough for her to see the trick clearly.

She felt right, the two of them hadn't actually used real kung fu, and they were only demonstrating in a relatively restrained range at the moment.

Especially Lin Pingzhen, he turned out to be the relatively more restrained opponent in this fight.Ningxia felt that it was not so much restraint as it was gaining momentum, as if there was something waiting for him.

As for Daoist Mingjing, he is not so much restraining, but more like restraining emotions from within... This makes Ningxia a little unbelievable.I didn't notice it before, but now it's really obvious.

What was the stimulus?The always showy Der Spiegel actually lost control to this point.

Looking at the battle situation in front of him, Ning Xia felt an uncontrollable worry.There's always a...not a good feeling.

She is very worried about the real Ming Jing, yes, it is the comfort of the real Ming Jing.It is indeed not a common thing for a person who has always been calm to suddenly have such a big mood swing, which even affects other aspects.

"Relax." Zhenjun Yuanheng patted Ningxia's tense back.

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wrong.

Not right.

No matter how constrained he is, there is some invisible force restricting his movements, preventing him from being able to perform freely.

Daoist Ming Jing felt that he was extremely irritable today, and his anger was rising, even the movements of his hands were involuntarily aggravated.

He thought that maybe Wan Rui's matter had affected him too much.

And Lin Pingzhen was really hard to deal with as he expected.

This proud student in charge of the sect is worthy of his growing reputation, his swordsmanship is impeccable, and his cultivation base can be said to be the most superior among monks of the same rank.Whether it is combat awareness or agility, they seem to have gone through hundreds of battles, not to mention the true inner side that the opponent has never revealed.

Dingjing Zhenren asked himself that he really has no advantage compared with the other party.Before this fight, he already had such a consciousness.

Fighting against the wall may be the only way for him to win.

How to do it, a rough square formation... Ming Jing Zhenren once made a clear square formation for this opponent, in order to increase the winning chips.

It's a pity that everything was broken by that sudden accident.

Wan Rui's tragic situation really had a huge impact on him. While worrying about his friend's grief, it also gave birth to a strong sense of unwillingness.

He doesn't want this.It shouldn't be like this.

He was also reckless, with a sword that shocked the sky, and was looked up to by the sect inside and outside, and that was an indelible piece of memory that belonged to him.Years have taken away his glory, but not the pride engraved in his heart.

Maybe he never found out that the pride that belonged to him has not been lost for a moment, but was buried deeply by himself.

He wants to win.He can win.

... Reason, analysis, and even the expected plan were all turned into chaos under the interference of emotions from all sides, and his overly strong desire swallowed his reason.The moment the fight started, Daoist Ming Jing's mind was blank, and he acted according to his thoughts.

Unconsciously, he was disturbed by some emotion and went in an unknown direction.Maybe he didn't realize it himself, he was actually out of control.

On the other side, Lin Pingzhen frowned, and the long sword paused indiscernibly.

There seemed to be something wrong with the other party... He subconsciously noticed something was wrong.But compared to the arena, there is a gap, the opponent is constantly attacking, and he is not strong enough to be half-hearted, he can only react to the opponent's sword force.

puff-

Daoist Ming Jing's eyes were blank for a moment.I vaguely felt as if I heard some pulsating sound.

Stab...there!
puff-

The surge of spiritual power finally broke through the shield of some kind of power, leading to the limbs and bones, and the impact of huge power quickly smashed away a consciousness that was still weakly maintained.

Feeling that the time was almost up, Lin Pingzhen, who was about to take the next step... was startled suddenly, and unconsciously took a step back, finally showing a hint of surprise on his face, and the movements of his hands also paused.

The other party didn't notice either, instead, it seemed as if they had finally discovered some flaw, and desperately attacked the flaw caused by the pause.

However, Lin Pingzhen didn't want to get entangled with the other party, or dared not to get entangled with him, and jumped out of the battle circle directly, floating in the air on the edge of the fighting platform, frowning, in a very bad mood.

"... Zhenjun, is there something wrong with Master Mingjing?" Although it was a questioning sentence, it was affirmative.Ning Xia didn't realize that she had already pinched the opponent's cuff in some horror, and rubbed it a few times, her tone of voice was slightly distorted due to surprise.

What is "whether or not"? Nine times out of ten, there is something wrong with Master Ding Jing.

Ning Xia said why the other party was in such a strange state of sparring before, and she always felt that something was wrong.Sure enough, it was waiting for them here.

I saw Daoist Ming Jing's eyes were red, the blood on his face was gone, his lips were in a state of withering and exhaustion, several invisible spiritual power vortexes were lingering all over his body, his long hair moved without wind, and the bells and rings jingled. The scene was extremely strange.

(End of this chapter)