Martial arts Lingyun

Chapter 135 Who is Crazy than Who
The first match, Xiao Ling vs. Zhu Yang!

"Okay, the first round will take care of Xiao Ling, this trash!"

Zhu Yang stood up abruptly, looked contemptuously at Xiao Ling who closed his eyes and rested his mind not far away, with a ferocious smile on the corner of his mouth.

call out!
With a movement of Zhu Yang's figure, he leaped onto the Yanhuang arena, his light and agile movement drew applause.

He is the No.1 in Black Rock City, and his strength has reached the peak of the eight-star martial arts. With his storm spear, few opponents can be undefeated by his spear.

"Xiao Ling, come up to die!"

With a thought in his heart, Zhu Yang took out an eight-foot long spear and pointed it at Xiao Ling arrogantly, his words were full of disdain.

Countless gazes all stared at the contestant area, closing their eyes and resting their minds on Xiao Ling, this young man who was at the bottom of the Hundred Cities Tournament, but made a show of wanting to defeat Bai Shen and win the No.1 in the Hundred Cities Tournament.

"Xiao Ling, let me see how strong you are."

Jun Liang's eyes were shining brightly, and after not seeing him for a few days, he felt that the energy in Xiao Ling's body was getting thicker and thicker, like a dormant wild beast that would devour everything in the next moment.

"It's not me who died, but you."

Xiao Ling slowly opened his eyes, and the jet-black pupils flashed with brilliance, shooting towards Zhu Yang.

Da da da.

Facing Xiao Ling's icy gaze, Zhu Yang's heart shuddered, as if he had fallen into an ice cave, his whole body became cold, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Xiao Ling's gaze filled him with fear, which made Zhu Yang startled and angry. He secretly thought that he was an eight-star peak martial spirit, and he would definitely subdue Xiao Ling within ten moves.

When Zhu Yang regained his composure, Xiao Ling had stepped onto the Yanhuang Arena step by step.

Every step he took was very ordinary, and he didn't use any body skills.

Although it was normal, every step he took seemed to blend into the heaven and earth, and he stood there with his thin body straight, sharp as a spear.

"Zhu Yang, let's do it."

Xiao Ling's gaze was only cold. Under the Yanhuang arena, Zhu Yang made trouble for him, and he planned to make Zhu Yang pay back twice as much in the Yanhuang arena.

He wants to tell those proud sons of heaven with contemptuous eyes with his actions, and see who steps on whom.

"You don't take a weapon?"

Zhu Yang raised his brows, looked arrogantly, and said contemptuously: "If I make a move, I will defeat you within five moves!"

"To deal with you is not enough for me to take out my weapon."

Xiao Ling spread his hands, and said lightly, "Because, to defeat you, I only need one move!"

Whoa!
Under the Yanhuang arena, the audience was in an uproar.

Originally they thought that Zhu Yang was already very crazy, but they didn't expect that Xiao Ling, who was at the bottom of the strength, was even more rampant in his words!

"Zhu Yang's strength has reached the peak eight-star martial spirit, and he has cultivated the storm spear technique to a great degree. His strength can defeat ordinary nine-star martial spirits."

"I have heard a little bit about Zhu Yang from Black Rock City. Whether it is spear, body, or boxing, he has cultivated to great success. He is the proud son of heaven!"

"Xiao Ling, who is at the bottom of the strength, arrogantly wants to defeat Zhu Yang with one move. This is simply nonsense!"

"Look, Xiao Ling will definitely be defeated by Zhu Yang's spear if he doesn't make three moves."

There are many discussions, and there is no doubt that Zhu Yang will definitely win, and Xiao Ling's bottom strength may not last a game.

"Xiao Ling, you are very arrogant."

Zhu Yang laughed back angrily, and said: "If you want to defeat me with one move, do you think that your own martial king can display the meaning of the five elements at will?"

As the No.1 of Black Rock City, he has his own self-esteem, Xiao Ling's words are undoubtedly provoking his self-esteem.

Ordinary martial kings and strong men can defeat Wu Ling at will.

With his current strength, he is confident that he can persist in several tricks in the hands of the powerful nine-star martial spirit.

He had already decided that he would step on Xiao Ling fiercely in the Yanhuang arena, and let countless people see how useless Xiao Ling is.

"I never boast."

Xiao Ling folded his hands behind his back, and said calmly: "You go ahead and let me see your storm spear technique, have you mastered it yet?"

His words are full of calmness, and he has already cultivated to a great success in the "Missing and Shadowless Step". Among the many favored men who competed in a hundred cities, only Bai Shen can compete with him in speed.

Zhu Yang is no more than an eight-star martial spirit, he can defeat him with one move.

"Seek your own way!"

Zhu Yang didn't want to say any more, he only used the Storm Spear Technique to let Xiao Ling understand that there was a huge gap between him and himself, and not everyone could afford to offend him.

call out!
The sound of breaking wind suddenly resounded, Zhu Yang fired his gun, and the gun went in and out of the dragon, and the sound of rushing thunder swept in all directions.

"Strike by the storm!"

In Zhu Yang's hand, the light of the long spear turned into dots of cold light, covering the sky and covering Xiao Ling, leaving no place for Xiao Ling to dodge.

"Good marksmanship!"

Zhu Yang's marksmanship undoubtedly made everyone applaud and applaud. Their eyes stared at Zhu Yang's gorgeous marksmanship, full of admiration.

"City Master Black Rock, congratulations."

On the high platform, other city lords congratulated the Heiyan city lord one after another. Zhu Yang's move was of such a high standard that even ordinary nine-star martial spirits might not be able to take it.

"Where."

The Lord of Black Rock had a smug smile on his face, Zhu Yang's performance made him very pleased, and it was not in vain for his hard work in cultivation.

However, after halfway through the smile of the Heiyan city lord, the smile froze on his face, his eyes were full of disbelief, and he stared at the Yanhuang arena.

Under Zhu Yang's intensive marksmanship, Xiao Ling's thin body remained motionless. When Zhu Yang's spear pierced Xiao Ling's body, countless eyes finally realized that the spear passed through Xiao Ling's body, and there was no blood everywhere as imagined. splash.

Xiao Ling's body twisted and disappeared.

"This is an afterimage!"

Said the venomous city lord.

Zhu Yang's marksmanship did not stab Xiao Ling at all, what he stabbed was only the afterimage of Xiao Ling.

"what!"

On the Yanhuang arena, seeing Xiao Ling disappear in front of him, Zhu Yang was not an idiot, he immediately realized that his proud marksmanship only hit the afterimage of Xiao Ling.

In this way, Xiao Ling's achievements in physical skills have already surpassed him.

This made Zhu Yang unbelievable. He immediately put away his gun and stood up, looking around vigilantly.

I saw, one step behind him, Xiao Ling stood there with a calm and composed expression, with a mocking arc on the corner of his mouth, which undoubtedly hit Zhu Yang's proud self-esteem.

"Zhu Yang, your storm marksmanship is nothing more than that."

Xiao Ling said indifferently: "Although your storm spear technique is very gorgeous, and your attack is very tight. However, this flashy spear technique can hit ordinary martial artists, but if it were me, you wouldn't be able to move a hair on me. "

Xiao Ling's words were very plain, as if he was talking about a very ordinary thing. In his eyes, Zhu Yang's proud storm spear technique was like Chinese cabbage in the vegetable field, which is not surprising.

"Damn it, eat me a few more times!"

Zhu Yang was so angry that he circulated his whole body's energy and passed it into the long spear, making the long spear make a buzzing sound. He danced the long spear and charged towards Xiao Ling again.

"Storm Pear Blossom Rain!"

The points of light formed by the gathering of vitality are particularly fierce, turning into raindrops, pouring down.

Amidst the light of the rain, Zhu Yang shot straight out, causing the air to explode, thunder and loud noises, and the turbulent flow of the gun air swept away, splashing a large area of ​​hustle and bustle.

"With this move, Zhu Yang should be able to defeat Xiao Ling."

City Lord Heiyan stood up slowly, Zhu Yang failed to defeat Xiao Ling in the first move, which made him lose face, because after all those compliments, Zhu Yang did not defeat Xiao Ling, it was a slap in the face.

Now, Zhu Yang's move of Stormy Pear Blossom Rain is not only a powerful attack, but also a sharp and dense spear technique is a range attack, Xiao Ling will definitely lose.

He didn't believe that Xiao Ling could continue to avoid Zhu Yang's marksmanship relying on his body skills.

"Xiao Ling, can you avoid this move?"

Jun Liang also muttered to himself, Xiao Ling's body skills made him feel a little dignified, even when he was a Seven Star Martial Spirit, his speed was not as fast as Xiao Ling's.

He couldn't see through Xiao Ling more and more.

To be honest, he did regret helping Wang Wenhui at the beginning, and then offended such a genius with unlimited potential.

"Xiao Ling, go to hell."

For this move, Zhu Yang was very confident, even an ordinary nine-star martial spirit would be defeated by his move, what's more, Xiao Ling was no more than a seven-star martial spirit, so he couldn't resist his move at all.

He saw that Xiao Ling was still standing there calmly, without the slightest fear in his eyes, which made Zhu Yang think that Xiao Ling was contemptuous of him. powerful.

"It's too slow, as slow as a snail."

Looking at Zhu Yang whose face was flushed, Xiao Ling smiled casually, as if taking a walk in the garden, his figure finally moved.

Under the gazes of countless eyes, Xiao Ling jumped lightly, just like the usual jumps, without any surprise.

However, with his usual leap, under the intensive attack, he directly jumped onto Zhu Yang's spear, and then jumped into the midair with a volley.

His thin body turned into a black spot under the scorching sun.

"He dodged my attack again, and resolved my attack!"

Zhu Yang's steel teeth were about to shatter, he raised his head, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at the black spot under the sun, he knew that the black spot was Xiao Ling.

Xiao Ling's movement was very strange, he easily dispelled his storm with one kick, and then came to the midair.

"I am in front of you, you look at the sky, why?"

The plain voice resounded and rang in Zhu Yang's ears, which undoubtedly made Zhu Yang's pupils shrink suddenly, and he looked at Xiao Ling in front of him in amazement.

Only then did he realize that Xiao Ling in the midair had disappeared, it was the afterimage of Xiao Ling!
This made Zhu Yang speechless in shock.

Not only Zhu Yang was shocked, but everyone present was also shocked, because they found that Xiao Ling in the mid-air was an afterimage, only those strong people discovered it, and as for those ordinary martial arts, they didn't realize that Xiao Ling was not there at all. Leaving the Yanhuang Arena.

"Get off."

Without waiting for Zhu Yang to recover, Xiao Ling punched out fiercely, directly hitting Zhu Yang's abdomen, causing the latter's staring boss to fall under the Yanhuang ring like a kite with a broken string. A dog eats shit.

(End of this chapter)