Unparalleled in the world: the princess is too arrogant

Chapter 277 The real assassin! (2)
Mu Shiqing looked at the people sitting beside him, and comforted him with a smile: "Little friend Jun Ling, don't worry about the outcome of the competition. This Xin Yun is indeed stronger than you. If you lose, don't force yourself."

Although this Xin Yun was also favored by the Holy Master, it was strange that Master Yi Gan didn't seem to be very interested in him, but Jun Ling was very fond of him.

However, if you think about it, in terms of talent, this kid is even better than Xin Yun, maybe his physique is also what Master Yi Gan and the others want, so he was selected.

However, no matter what the result is, the benefits he will get will naturally not be less, and the Holy Lord will definitely reward him in the end. This is what Mu Shiqing cares most about.

Ling Wushuang glanced at Mu Shiqing, then turned his eyes to look down, and finally replied leisurely: "It's more than just superior."

The strength that Xin Yun showed before was the seventh-rank holy rank, but he was sure that Xin Yun must have suppressed a lot of real strength, and her combat power should not be underestimated. She wanted to win with the strength of the fifth-rank holy rank. I'm afraid it will take some effort.

And, most importantly, she seemed to sense a familiar aura from Xin Yun.

"How do you say that?" Mu Shiqing was puzzled.

Ling Wushuang just smiled and didn't explain much, but no matter what, he had to find a way to win this No. 1, and enter the White Tower Ninth Heaven to practice, which is a perfect opportunity for a breakthrough.

Sheng Lingao sat on the main seat and didn't seem to intend to leave.

He also secretly looked at Xin Yun on the other side. There was no unnecessary expression on his gentle face, but he nodded secretly. Apart from Jun Ling, this Xin Yun was also a malleable talent. What made him even more gratified was that Yi Gan didn't seem to have the intention of wanting Xin Yun. If Jun Ling couldn't be kept in the end, Xin Yun would be fine.

"Boom boom boom!"

The beating drum was beating, and the sound of thud reverberated in the night sky, resounding throughout the holy city, and everyone's spirits were also highly concentrated. Thousands of eyes were staring at the two people who were slowly walking onto the arena. A well-dressed man, a young man in a black robe.

The referee stood in the middle and announced loudly, "In the final, Xin Yun vs. Jun—"

"Wow—"

Before the referee could finish the word Jun Ling, Xin Yun on the side of the ring moved and disappeared in place. After a blink of an eye, two lancets with dark lights interlaced in a cross shape appeared In front of Ling Wushuang's neck.

"Hey!"

Between the lightning and the flint, two interlaced lancets made a sharp sound.

"I rely on..." Ling Wushuang stared at her eyes slightly, kicked off her feet, jumped out with one hand on the ground, did a few backflips, stopped a foot away, and raised her eyes to meet the pair of slightly surprised eyes. Amber eyes.

The people below were also stunned, "No way, just fight when you come up, this is also..."

Anyway, let the referee finish the sentence, the game has to be played, and this cutscene also has to go.

The referee was obviously taken aback by this sudden incident, and then hurriedly raised his hand and quickly announced, "The game starts, start!"

"What a keen mental power, I really didn't misunderstand you." Xin Yun's amber eyes burst into a strange light, a little surprised, a little doubtful, but more of the excitement of meeting a strong enemy, and the blood all over his body. All boiled up, "You, you can fight with me"

The corner of Ling Wushuang's mouth twitched slightly, "It's my honor."

It was the first time I saw someone take the sneak attack for granted. It turns out that there are more shameless existences in this world than myself.

Xin Yun frowned, "This No.1, I am bound to win it"

He doesn't care about anything, he just wants to get the last God's Origin Stone, if he hadn't heard that the final winner of the talent selection competition could get a God's Origin Stone, he would not have come to the Holy Church's selection competition, here But there are not many people he can see past.

This is an opportunity to break through to the god rank, and he must not let it go!

Ling Wushuang smiled with great interest, "Then let's see what skills you have."

She doesn't dislike Xin Yun, she has heard a lot of rumors about him, if possible, maybe...

Xin Yun also smiled indifferently, his whole body trembled slightly, the profound energy around him slowly condensed, from light green to pure dark green, with the improvement of the profound energy around him, he said indifferently with no expression on his face, " I won't give you any chance"

Xin Yun raised the lancet in his hand, the long curved edge of the blade flashed darkly under the surrounding lights.

Ling Wushuang hooked his lips into a smile, waved his hand and grabbed the void, a silver light flashed, a simple silver spear appeared, without any patterns, simple colors, but the extraordinary aura showed its uniqueness different.

"Then let me see it." Ling Wushuang took the lead this time, and the Xuanqi Gangfeng wrapped the spear, pulling the surrounding air pressure, and it suddenly increased several times.

"Ouch-"

The sound of humming in the air was like the sound of a dragon chant, and the Xuanqi wind formed a silver long phantom, coiling out from Ling Wushuang's spear, swallowing clouds and mist, with a frightening aura, moving towards Xin Yun's direction, covering the sky and covering the earth .

"My God, what a frightening aura!" Those who were a little closer were blown off their feet.

Xin Yun frowned faintly, Jun Ling, a mid-level saint, could burst out with such a frightening aura.

"But that's it!" At the same time astonished, Xin Yun didn't dare to underestimate it, his whole body was full of mysterious energy, and he retreated a few steps to avoid its sharp edge. He clasped his hands together, and the two lancets clattered together, and he lowered his arms and slashed vertically. And down!

"Shoot-"

The dazzling light suddenly appeared, and the lancet suddenly expanded tens of thousands of times. The phantom of the sword formed was like a giant sword holding up to the sky, slashing towards the fast-coming silver dragon. The volley collided.

"boom!"

The phantom dragon's head broke, and the great sword that held up the sky disappeared, leaving only the slightly distorted night sky, and crackling, scorching and twisting explosions in the air.

Ling Wushuang was also shocked and took a step back. The end of the spear slammed into the ground. Before she could stabilize her figure, a black shadow tore through the surrounding air amidst the dust, and a cold light suddenly appeared. The luster of the sharp blade flashed across her clear eyes!
"Shadow Blade!"

The silent lancet, like a ghost, pierced Ling Wushuang's gate of life from an extremely tricky angle, with sound but invisible.

The people below the ring exclaimed, "So fast, what speed is this!"

The speed was so fast that there was almost only an afterimage left. Everyone knew that Xin Yun had attacked, but no one could see his movement clearly, and they didn't even know from which angle he attacked.

"Shadow Blade!"

His icy voice was heard in everyone's ears like a reminder.

(End of this chapter)