Sword God Broken Kong

Chapter 88
The two people on the two extreme platforms were filled with internal qi, and the air around them was shaken by the violent internal qi, making a "bang bang" sound.

A three-inch sword glow appeared on Li Qingshui's long sword, and he stared at Wang Ping sharply, as if he was about to strike at any moment.

On the other side, Wang Ping looked solemn. Although he had a slight advantage in the competition just now, the victory in this competition is not determined just once.

Moreover, although Li Qingshui lost a lot to him in strength, he was not as good as Li Qingshui in other respects.

It was as if he was only wearing a pair of ice silk gloves at this time. Although these gloves can block the attacks of most of the magic weapons in the world, they can only protect his hands after all. Once Li Qingshui attacks other parts of his body, he will It was too much to resist.

If he wanted to win, he had to shoot down or capture Li Qingshui's long sword, just like taking away his sword when he defeated Xia Ning last time.

However, Li Qingshui is not Xia Ning, and the sword is not as heavy as a knife.

Whenever he was going to catch Li Qingshui's long sword, he always let Li Qingshui's sword slip away from him.

Because of this, he could only rely on the ice silk gloves to face Li Qingshui's sharp sword head-on, even though the ice silk gloves could withstand the sharp edge of the sword, but the sword energy somewhat penetrated his gloves, piercing his hands with pain, at this moment It can only be relieved with the inner qi.

He seemed to have the upper hand just now, but in fact it was only a momentary ability. If he couldn't break through Li Qingshui's sword power and attack his fragile body with two palms, it would be impossible to win.

Although Li Qingshui didn't know Wang Ping's state at this time, he was not afraid of Wang Ping's iron palms to catch him. He only waited for the sword energy on the sword to condense again before attacking Wang Ping again.

For a moment, the swords and palms intersected, and the overflowing weak sword energy and inner energy shattered the air, and a gust of wind blew up on the platform, blowing the clothes of everyone under the stage and their long hair fluttering.

There is no doubt that this competition has exposed the true strength of the two people on stage, and the fierce battle for the top three is also displayed in front of everyone at this moment.

And Ji Tiancheng, who directly entered the top three because of a bye, was watching the two people fighting again on the stage at this moment, thinking about evaluating the final strength of the two people and predicting the outcome.

This is his interest, which can also be called instinct.

"Brother Ji."

Hua whispered at the side, her skirt twirled lightly, turned around and saw Ji Tiancheng who was in deep thought, and shouted with a smile like a flower.

"Whispering girl?"

Ji Tiancheng woke up with a start, turned to look at Hua Qingyu, and asked with a puzzled expression.

Hua Qingyu smiled and said, "Brother Ji, guess who will win the contest between Brother Li and Brother Wang?"

"I can't guess that."

Ji Tiancheng shook his head. Although he could see that Wang Ping was in a weak position at the moment, when it came to winning or losing, Wang Ping would definitely lose if he didn't see him. After all, the two of them might not have shown their full strength at this time.

"Brother Ji can't guess? In my opinion, Brother Li has a better chance of winning."

A smile appeared on Hua Qingyu's face, and she said to Ji Tiancheng that she also clearly saw Li Qingshui's advantage.

"Miss Qingyu really has a unique vision. Brother Li's swordsmanship is extraordinary. Wang Ping couldn't catch Brother Li's sword and give full play to his own advantages. On the contrary, he was restrained by Brother Li's sword energy. If he doesn't break this predicament , I'm afraid this round will be more dangerous than fighting."

"Then who will win, Brother Li or Brother Wang?"

Hua Qingyu said, and turned her eyes to the stage again, looking at the two people who were fighting fiercely, she couldn't help thinking, her face was full of entangled expressions of worrying about gains and losses.

Seeing this, Ji Tiancheng couldn't help laughing and said: "Who wins and who loses, we will know when this competition is over."

Hua Qingyu nodded, but the tangled look on her face did not disappear at all, causing Ji Tiancheng who was beside her to have a headache.

At the same time, the second confrontation between the two on stage also resulted in Wang Ping's losing streak.

If Wang Ping hadn't taken advantage of Li Qingshui's decadent sword energy and hurriedly escaped from the encirclement of his sword power, he might have already lost at this moment.

Wang Ping looked at Li Qingshui solemnly. If he continues like this, he will definitely be defeated by Li Qingshui. Instead of this, he might as well let go of his hands and feet and make a final fight.

When Wang Ping thought of this, his heart became ruthless. The little remaining internal energy followed the meridians on the soles of the feet and rotated along several acupoints. The acupoints were connected into one body. a lot.

Wang Ping's expression became completely dignified, with no distractions, his eyes closely followed Li Qingshui's long sword, and then his body seemed to turn into a flash of lightning, and he came to Li Qingshui in an instant.

Li Qingshui stood upright and stared at Wang Ping. He was concentrating on holding the sword to adjust his internal energy, but suddenly realized that Wang Ping had suddenly appeared in front of him, and his speed had more than doubled, and a warning sign immediately rose in his heart.

However, just as he became vigilant, he saw Wang Ping's right palm stretched out and slammed directly towards his chest with such force that it made a rushing wind sound like a bell.

Li Qingshui raised his sword and was about to stab at his palm, but he never thought that Wang Ping's other hand played a decisive role at this moment.

Wang Ping took advantage of his sword's momentum to lock his right palm, and instantly caught his sword body. The speed was so fast that he had no time to react, and the sword lost his control.

Wang Ping felt the tingling pain in his hand, and his face finally showed ecstasy. After using the secret technique to increase the speed, he finally took Li Qingshui's long sword into his hand.

Although it is said that the use of secret skills has caused some damage to the body, if you get the top three, you can completely make up for it by taking an item from the Yunzong treasure house.

Wang Ping was completely relaxed. In his opinion, as a swordsman, Li Qingshui lost most of his strength after losing his long sword. How could Li Qingshui be his opponent in this state.

"Brother Li is going to lose?"

Seeing this, Hua Qingyu loosened her frowning brows, as long as the matter has a result, even though the result is a bit unsatisfactory.

"No, he's going to win."

A smile suddenly appeared on Ji Tiancheng's face, and his eyes moved to Xia Ning who was beside him.

Xia Ning stared at the two people on the stage without blinking his eyes. He was defeated by Wang Ping taking the sword away. How would Li Qingshui deal with this situation?
Wang Ping directly snatched Li Qingshui's long sword away with his body strength, and as soon as he relaxed, he saw Li Qingshui's palm gently placed in front of his face.

For an instant.

Cold sweat broke out on Wang Ping's body.

Wang Ping couldn't help being depressed, and forced out three words from between his teeth: "I admit defeat."

Lost, lost when he was most proud.

Li Qingshui had never been a pure swordsman, so after losing his long sword, he swung another palm at Wang Ping.

Wang Ping could deeply feel that the power of Li Qingshui's slap in front of his face was inferior to swordsmanship, but it could still kill him when slapped on his face, so he surrendered.

The efforts he had made before vanished at this moment, and perhaps the only chance he had left was to be ranked last in the Challenger League.

Seeing Li Qingshui's slap, Xia Ning understood something in his heart. The bottleneck in front of him seemed to be broken, but he didn't know where to start.

Ji Tiancheng looked at Xia Ning with a smile on his face, Xia Ning also turned his head and looked at him quietly.

Ji Tiancheng stretched out his finger in the air, and the fingertip seemed to turn into the sharpest long sword at this moment, stabbing at Xia Ning.

at the same time.

Xia Ning's eyes brightened, and his heart suddenly became enlightened.

(End of this chapter)