The strongest starting system

Chapter 894

Ling Qingjue and Xu Guanghan are both semi-saint powerhouses.

On the ring stage, Ling Qingjue sent out his own weapon. It was a snow-white long sword floating in mid-air, emitting a shining light, facing Xu Guanghan's icy long sword from a distance.

In just a few breaths, the two had fought several times, and the power of the semi-holy powerhouse spread, shaking the entire arena.

Above the sky, the distinct blue and white rays of light squeezed each other, and a powerful aftermath erupted.

However, the white light is more solid, gradually squeezing the blue light into the downwind.

boom!
With a thunderous sound, the white sword light shot straight into the sky like a peacock spreading its tail, and Xu Guanghan also declared defeat.

He half-kneeled on the ground, took a few breaths before standing up, and couldn't help but smiled wryly: "I said, saint, you are a bit too strong, how can you let the people behind you live."

"It's fighting, there's no need to be afraid." Ling Qingjue replied calmly.

At this time, almost everyone was praying in their hearts not to let themselves meet the saint.

In another corner of the arena, there were also many people watching, and the momentum was not much weaker than the previous duel between saintesses.

Because Bai Ye, another super genius of Qinglian Holy Land, also fought here.

Bai Ye's attack method is extremely different. He likes to fight in close quarters, and often bursts out with movements that exceed the speed of sound. Most people can't catch his trace at all.

In just ten moves, the top [-] opponents in the Tianbang were knocked out of the ring with one punch from Bai Ye, and everyone was shocked.

If the saintess meets Bai Ye, it will probably be another wonderful battle.

The competition progressed very quickly, almost half of the people had been eliminated, and the opponent Zhao Wushuang faced in the next two rounds was not strong, so he also passed the test.

In the eyes of others, it seems that Zhao Wushuang is the kind of person who is full of luck.

Many powerful inner disciples were eliminated, but Zhao Wushuang was still alive and kicking, which made many onlookers feel dissatisfied and shouted for Zhao Wushuang to go down.

In the sixth round, Zhao Wushuang met Zhang Shiwu, No. 20 on the Tianbang.

Hearing this name, everyone was in an uproar.

The top [-] masters in the Tianbang all have the strength above the semi-sage level. Even if Zhao Wushuang was lucky enough to defeat two Wu Zun eighty-nine heavenly disciples, if he meets a semi-sage, he will definitely show his true colors.

Zhang Shiwu was dressed in black, with a cold face and a serious expression. His handsome face matched with this cool and cool boy with a proper expression, he even gained a lot of fans to cheer for him.

"Come on, Zhang Shiwu, you are the best."

"Brother Shiwu, the person opposite is not your opponent, so don't take him seriously."

There were quite a few female disciples chattering off the court.

Many neutral disciples became a little upset when they heard their shouts, so they took the initiative to form a team to stand on Zhao Wushuang's side.

"Zhao Wushuang, come on, you can create miracles."

"Yes, fight for our outer disciples and beat them up hard."

Zhao Wushuang nodded with a smile. It seems that his appearance is not bad, and he can actually gain a wave of fans.

But he took a closer look and found that the people cheering for him were basically men.

Suddenly became a little depressed.

Zhang Shiwu glanced at Zhao Wushuang indifferently, and said, "I'll give you a chance, now get off the ring immediately, I don't want to hurt you."

Zhao Wushuang was stunned, then smiled playfully.

"Why should I go down?"

"Because you are not my opponent." Zhang Shiwu said, his tone was taken for granted, and he didn't take Zhao Wushuang's strength at all.

As a strong man ranked No. 20 in the Tianbang, it is understandable to say these words with his strength.

"Do you think you are great?"

Zhang Shiwu was stunned by Zhao Wushuang's rhetorical question.

boom!
The next moment, Zhao Wushuang jumped up from the spot, and fierce flames burned on his arms, sweeping towards Zhang Shiwu.

After a while, Zhang Shiwu came back to his senses, he snorted coldly, and then drew out the iron sword he was carrying with him.

Swords are popular in Qinglian Holy Land, and there are the most swordsmanship cheats.

The top-ranked disciples can basically comprehend a set of good swordsmanship.

The iron sword used by Zhang Shiwu is not so sharp, it looks blunt and unpretentious, but it has super strong and durable fighting power.

Zhao Wushuang's flames were completely resisted by the iron sword, and he quietly shifted his direction to relieve the force.Zhang Shiwu was as immobile as a mountain, his face was calm, and his sword hand never even moved.

"Your attack is too direct, and the energy is not concentrated enough, and it just stops here."

Zhang Shiwu commented indifferently.

"Let's go back and practice hard. Today I will show you what a real combo is."

Zhang Shiwu drew out the iron sword, but that momentum was still resisting Zhao Wushuang's attack. He took two steps back, concentrating on his ankles, and his whole body was as stable as Mount Tai.

Raising the sword, suddenly, it seemed as if thousands of rivers rushed from the sky, never to return, Zhang Shiwu's whole body was enveloped by the monstrous aura, he stepped on the void, jumped continuously, a full hundred meters above the ground more than enough.

And the iron sword also changed in his hands, the unpretentious black surface was shaken apart, revealing the smooth and jade-like sword body.

A sword lifted the sky, Wan Jiang came back, Zhang Shiwu's black hair was blowing away in the wind, at this time he became extremely insane, which was determined by the explosive attack.

The torrential river rushing in the air was attracted by him with his sword, and turned into a roaring water dragon.

"Water Dragon's Song is heavy, and the water waves are surging."

Zhang Shiwu used his unique skills. In his opinion, Zhao Wushuang can be defeated only by using a single move of martial arts.

The size of the water dragon was as big as several arenas. When it fell from the sky, Zhao Wushuang was unavoidable, and faced the fierce impact of the water dragon head-on.

Rumble.

The water waves all over the sky hit Zhao Wushuang fiercely like a copper wall and an iron wall. The dragon's mouth opened and swallowed Zhao Wushuang completely. The water dragon surrounded him, and the huge waves also rotated at a high speed.

Facing such a powerful attack, I am afraid that a strong player of the same level will not be able to go anywhere easily if he is recruited, let alone Zhao Wushuang who is a newcomer.

So Zhang Shiwu believed that Zhao Wushuang must be defeated by his trick.

The galloping river calmed down slowly, still flowing behind Zhang Shiwu, forming a physical statue.

Now Zhang Shiwu is only waiting for the referee's new result.

However, the terrifying water wave spread in an instant, as if a powerful weapon had cut the water shield from it.

All the people watched this scene with wide eyes, but when the fog became darker, a clear figure gradually appeared in their eyes.

It was a red shadow, gradually becoming visible from blur.

He was still burning with real fire, so Zhang Shiwu's expression on the opposite side became extremely unnatural.

"You...how did you break my water dragon chant?"

(End of this chapter)