Peerless Glory System

Chapter 20 Broken Sword
On the second day, the barracks discussed martial arts

In the morning, the Martial Arts Arena, which was originally extremely deserted, was already full of water.It was impossible for the soldiers who came late to squeeze in.Surrounded by three floors and three floors outside, there is a circular platform with a radius of twenty feet in the middle.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were wide open, staring at the martial arts stage full of excitement.

"When did this battle start? If I had known, I would have slept a little longer." A soldier in the front row complained.

"Tsk tsk, look at the number of people, go back to sleep! I want to see, when you wake up, where did you watch the battle." The person next to him replied with a smile.

"That's right! With this number, most of the army is probably here. I came back from the Bloodshed Forest. No matter what the ending is, this Ling Feng is impressive!"

"It's too stupid. Do you know what the final bet is? Let me tell you, the one who bet on Ling Feng wins. It is said that the total amount of betting is only about a thousand yuan stones. And the bet on Ling Feng can't survive three moves Yes, the number of primordial stones alone is more than 1000. There are also tens of thousands of primordial stones betting on others. In short, no one is optimistic that Ling Feng can win. In my opinion, the [-] primal stones are probably the tenth idiot squadron It’s my handwriting. Hehe!”

"People are coming, people are coming!" I don't know who said it loudly, and everyone followed the reputation.

I saw that Xiong Qicai was like a big roc spreading its wings, stepping on the shoulders of everyone, and he came to the martial arts stage in a short time.

"Commander Xiong is here, what about Ling Feng? He is so arrogant!" one person said sarcastically.

"I won't be a soft-legged shrimp at this moment, I still respect him as a man!" A person standing in the outer circle said angrily.

"Give way!" A soft voice sounded next to the man's ear, as if being pulled by some inexplicable force, the man had already withdrawn to the side.He didn't even notice his actions.

When he woke up, there was already a man in white in front of him.

The overcrowded crowd gave up a passage in such a strange way, and Ling Feng walked onto the Martial Arts Arena without hindrance at all.

"What happened just now? Why do I feel like I can't control my body? Could it be that Ling Feng is capable of some kind of sorcery?"

"I feel the same way you do, just have an urge to obey. God, what the hell!"

"It doesn't matter, the person finally arrived, and our early wait was not in vain."

At this moment, on the Martial Arts Forum, Ling Feng and Xiong Qicai faced each other far away.

In the eyes of the two, there is only one person opposite in the world.Neither of them said hello, because in their eyes, the conflict between them had already reached the point of life and death.Since someone will definitely die on the stage of martial arts, isn't it a waste of time to say hello?

After a day of recuperation, Ling Feng's state had already been adjusted to its peak.With his full spirit, determined expression, and the fighting desire in his eyes, he could only feel that every cell in his body was burning at this moment.

He had waited too long for this battle.It is said that a gentleman never takes revenge overnight, but Ling Feng's killing intent towards Xiong Qicai has been accumulated for half a month.Whether it was for the dead soldiers, or for the humiliation he suffered, in this battle, Ling Feng would slash the opponent by the sword.

Excited, extremely excited.Ling Feng drew his long sword out of its sheath, and a cold light burst out in an instant.

Ling Feng stepped on the ground with his back foot, and he rushed straight out like an arrow from the string.Under this kick, the ground of Lunwutai cracked and cracked.With terrifying speed, Ling Feng had already killed Xiong Wizard.

Everyone was stunned by Ling Feng's actions. He was obviously at an absolute disadvantage, but he still chose to take the initiative to attack.Does such a person have courage or no brains?There was booing from below the martial arts platform, and no one was optimistic about Ling Feng's attack.

Xiong Qicai narrowed his eyes slightly, he had a hundred times confidence in his own strength.What's more, the two were in an absolutely unfair situation from the very beginning.

The crisp sound of swords resounded over the entire Martial Arts Arena, and a faint silhouette of a desolate beast condensed above Xiong Wizard's head. That ferocious and roaring face made everyone's eyes hurt.

"Tattoo soldiers!"

Someone exclaimed, that trembling voice was full of envy and jealousy.

The sound of swords clashing came out, and the long swords of Ling Feng and Xiong Qicai collided suddenly.In an instant, a terrifying air wave swept out.The people standing in the innermost circle, those with weak cultivation bases, felt a sweetness in their throats at this moment, and a mouthful of blood gushed out.

Just the aftermath of the confrontation is too much for Houtian warriors to bear.In this regard, everyone hastily stepped back a few steps, for fear that such an attack would endanger themselves.

On the stage of martial arts, Ling Feng raised his eyebrows. From the opponent's long sword, Ling Feng felt a violent breath. The terrifying force made his hands numb slightly, and he almost couldn't hold it. Long sword in hand.

Logically speaking, even though Ling Feng was only at the seventh level of acquired cultivation, with the existence of Qinglian Sword Art, his true energy was not weaker than that of Xiong Wizard at all.But at this moment, Ling Feng felt like his internal organs were overwhelmed.

"Why, can't hold on anymore? I thought your strength was as strong as your words?" Xiong Qicai's vigilance towards Ling Feng had already reached the same level.He who used Wen Bing, unexpectedly had no choice but to be an acquired boy for a while, how could this not shock him greatly.

It's just that although the shock in his heart is inexplicable, Xiong Qicai still has a well-thought-out plan for himself.With Wen Bing in hand, he knew that even if something happened in this battle, he would be as stable as Mount Tai.

The two figures crossed each other, and then turned back suddenly with their strength, and the two swords clashed together again.

"Break the waves and cut!" Xiong Qicai shouted, and the tattoo soldier in his hand seemed to turn into a thousand-foot sword, and he swung the sword down.This is a sword capable of splitting through layers of huge waves, Huang Pin's first-class combat skills.

"I'm going to drink!" Feeling the suffocating pressure on his face, Ling Feng also used his ultimate move.

boom!
The two sword shadows collided with each other suddenly, and the sound of iron weapons clanging suddenly rang out.The next moment, a clearer and louder voice resounded through the sky.

puff!

A mouthful of blood spewed out, and Ling Feng's figure stepped backwards and fell to the ground.

Bang!

The broken sword was inserted into the ground, and the ground of Lunwutai was like a spider's web. With the broken sword as the center, cracks spread in all directions.

With one strike, Ling Feng's weapon was completely wiped out.

After a short period of silence, there were shouts one after another: "The commander-in-chief is mighty!"

Wen Bing's power is so strong that ordinary long swords are not qualified to fight against it.Ling Feng's true energy and Xiong Qicai's true energy were almost the same in quality, and this time, Ling Feng lost on weapons.

"The gap is too big. The existence of Wenbing itself is equivalent to the strength of a congenital strong man. With Ling Feng's acquired cultivation base, it is extremely difficult to deal with a congenital strong man, let alone two? A battle, the dust has already settled! What a pity for a genius!" A well-informed veteran sighed.

"That's right, even the weakest human tattooed soldier is worth a lot. I didn't expect Xiong Qicai to use the tattooed soldier to deal with an acquired martial artist. From another perspective, this guy can be regarded as dead without regret gone."

"Miss, do you really not need to take action?" Miaoying's anxious voice came out from the dark.

In the spectator seats beside the martial arts stage, Bai Xuewu sat gracefully on a chair, shaking her head, wondering what was going on in her mind.

"Ling Feng, if you slip under my crotch, I'll spare your life. It's a good deal!" Xiong Qicai teased arrogantly.

(End of this chapter)