The strongest sword god

"The time for the competition is up, please enter the ring quickly."

With the sound of the sound, a middle-aged man wearing a warrior suit appeared on the ring. This man had never appeared before, and from the moment he stepped onto the ring just now, he could feel that he was stronger than the one who presided over the competition before. And much stronger.

After the voice fell, Su Ming and Tang Xinyi walked towards the ring. At this moment, both of them had confident smiles on their faces. Most of their confidence came from the conversation between Zhu Yao and the others just now.

After stepping onto the ring, Su Ming asked Elf in his mind: "Elf, what are the strengths of these two?"

"The two middle-stage Heavenly Spirit Realm fighters are not challenging, and the probability of victory is 100%." ​​The little elf gave a general introduction.

"It seems that the main city has really given up on the competition." Su Ming said in a low voice.

"Are you ready?" The middle-aged man looked around and asked.

After hearing the man's question, Su Ming and Tang Xinyi nodded at the same time.

A member of the main city team stepped forward and bowed respectfully to the man: "Elder, can you give me five minutes?"

After hesitating for a while, the man nodded.

After getting permission from the middle-aged man, the member walked towards Su Ming slowly, with a friendly smile on his face: "You should be Su Ming from the main city, right?"

Su Ming nodded, and looked at the boy walking towards him with some doubts.

"Next to Leng Qing, I'm a member of the Falcon Squad in the main city. Nice to meet you." Leng Qing walked to Su Ming's side, stretched out his right hand, and said politely.

Su Ming frowned slightly, then shook his head: "I'm sorry, I don't have the habit of shaking hands with men, if you have something to say, just talk about it."

Leng Qing smiled awkwardly, then withdrew his outstretched right hand: "The thing is like this, because your strength is too strong, our main city team thinks that no one is your opponent, so we want to give up this game, but out of respect In the competition, we have to fight with you, look at this, how about we decide the outcome with one move?"

"How can one move determine the outcome?" Su Ming asked curiously.

"If you take our move, you win, or if we take your move, we win." Leng Qing said with a smile.

Su Ming nodded without hesitation: "Okay, I will do as you say."

"Then who is attacking? Who is defending?" Leng Qing asked with a smile.

"You guys attack, I'll defend." Su Ming said casually, not paying attention to the two people in front of him at all.

"Since you have chosen, let's play according to your choice." Leng Qing said with a smile.

After Leng Qing finished speaking, Tang Xinyi walked off the ring under Su Ming's gaze, and then announced the start of the competition to the middle-aged man.

As soon as the middle-aged man finished speaking, Su Ming took out the Tiger Shield, which was his only defensive weapon.

After acquiring the Tiger Shield, Su Ming continuously released his spiritual power outward, and soon a layer of pale golden frost was attached to the surface of Su Ming's body. This frost attached to Su Ming did not affect Su Ming's actions. speed, but to enhance his defense.

When the defense was raised to the highest level, Su Ming stared forward with both eyes. When he saw the two teenagers in front of him make a move, his heart skipped a beat. Are these two really in the mid-stage Heavenly Spirit Realm?

At this time, Leng Qing and the two combined their hands, and the spiritual power in their bodies was continuously gathered in front of them, forming a two-color spiritual power ball. There was a chirping sound from the spiritual power ball. As time went by, the two-color spiritual power ball was The compressed one was only the size of a table tennis ball, and at this moment it came towards Su Ming under the action of a thrust.

"Su Ming, as long as you can take the blow from our brothers, you will win this match." Leng Qing growled.

After his words were heard, Su Ming cursed in his heart: "You are the main city that is cheating, you obviously gave up the competition, and acted like our Xicheng Mansion took advantage of you. This is too shameful."

Just as Su Ming was cursing in his heart, this spirit ball full of terrifying power hit him. Originally, he thought that there would be a loud noise and Su Ming would fly backwards, but this scene did not happen.

When the spiritual power ball hit Su Ming's chest, it instantly engulfed Su Ming.

"What kind of spiritual power is this? How could it break through my ice-type defense?" Su Ming was startled, and asked a little puzzled.

"Master, this is the spiritual power of the thunder attribute, which is designed to overcome the ice attribute. You are in trouble this time."

"So that's the case! Is there a way to resolve it?" Su Ming asked anxiously. At this moment, he felt that the pale golden frost on the surface of his body could no longer support it, and was quickly swallowed by the spiritual power ball.

"Young master, this thunder attribute is positive energy between heaven and earth, and there is no attribute that can be overcome, so if you want to dissolve this spiritual power ball, you can only rely on yourself."

After hearing the little elf's words, Su Ming sighed helplessly, then frantically poured out his spiritual power, and used his mental power to control the surrounding spiritual power to dissolve the two-color spiritual power ball.

But no matter how hard Su Ming tried, the spiritual power ball containing the thunder attribute did not weaken at all, and his defense was almost unable to support it. Once the frost was broken, what was waiting for him was to use his body to resist. Although Su Ming trained his body Xiu Mo had reached the Blood Illusion Realm, but this attack was no small matter, and his body could not withstand it at all.

"Young master, the spiritual power ball on your body can be easily broken."

"You have a solution?" Su Ming said excitedly.

"The spiritual power containing the thunder attribute needs to be controlled by someone, and the person who controls it is the person in front of you. As long as you break his control, then you can break free from the encirclement of this spiritual power."

After the elf finished speaking, Su Ming suddenly realized, and then walked towards Leng Qing.

Seeing Su Ming flying towards him, Leng Qing was startled, then subconsciously retreated, and increased the power of the lightning attribute on Su Ming, trying to break through Su Ming's defense as soon as possible.

But Leng Qing ignored Su Ming's speed, and when he was about to dodge for the second time, Su Ming pounced on him.

Su Ming clenched his right fist and roared towards Leng Qing, "Sky Shuang Fist."

At this moment, Leng Qing panicked, and cut off the control of Su Ming's thunder-attribute spiritual power. Soon after, he realized that he had been fooled. Su Ming's movements of using martial arts to him just now were all fake, just to attract his attention. The strength prevented him from concentrating on controlling the spiritual power of the thunder attribute.

"Sure enough, you are the strongest of the younger generation. I admire you more. We are convinced that we lost this game in the main city, but we will take it seriously in the next game. We hope to see your true strength by then." Leng Qing said. He said with a smile, without regret at all, as if they were not the ones who lost the game.

"As long as you have that ability, you will see my true strength." Su Ming said with a straight face. At this moment, his whole body was burning hot, and Leng Qing was scolded in his heart.

On the surface, it seemed that Su Ming won easily. In fact, Su Ming suffered a secret loss from the blow just now, and he was very embarrassed to win.