The Sovereign of the Nine Realms

Chapter 230 The Battle for the Top Ten

Chapter 230 The Battle for the Top Ten

Ling Hantian slowly withdrew the green lotus flame, and calmly walked to his position.

From the moment Ling Hantian used the flames of Qinglian, Dai Qisi never left her eyes. She carefully recalled Ling Hantian's performance all the time, and was surprised to find that apart from the fierce battle with Meng Tuo, Almost all of them are promoted in seconds.

This is simply shocking!
Reminiscent of Ling Hantian's high-profile use of the top fire just now, he seems to be sending out a signal.

Could it be that Ling Hantian's goal in this martial arts meeting is to win the laurels?

With this thought in her mind, Dai Qisi's gaze towards Ling Hantian changed again.

In fact, it wasn't just that Dai Qisi's gaze at Ling Hantian changed, everyone in the audience, except Shui Qingrou, everyone's gaze at Ling Hantian changed.

Even Qingyun felt great pressure.

King Bi Cheng also had a gloomy expression on his face. If Ling Hantian could really mobilize the power of a top fire seed, it would be difficult for him to defeat Ling Hantian. Unless he stopped suppressing his cultivation and broke through to the Houtian Realm, he might still be able to compete with Ling Hantian. World War I.

Hua Ruolei's face was full of smiles. The previous blood sword incident made him a little depressed, but Ling Hantian's move just now greatly improved the morale of Tianxuanwu Academy, especially when he saw those old guys from the Zongzong staring at him. The eyes like dead fish's eyes made Hua Ruolei extremely relieved.

Shui softly coughed, reminding all the elders on the rostrum that the second set of battles could start, Bi Daocheng and the other elders of the chief sect came back to their senses, and all of them looked at Ling Hantian with meaningful eyes stand up.

"The second set of matches, Red Fire vs. Huangyan."

Regarding Ling Hantian's strength and hole cards, Shui Qingrou can be said to be the one who knows the most in the audience. She calmly announced the start of the second set of matches.

With Ling Hantian having such a high-profile battle, there was nothing to watch in the second group. The only thing to watch was that Chi Huo was also a fire-type fighter, and he also used fire.

Huang Yan's family was aware of their own situation, so they made two symbolic moves with Chi Huo. As soon as the fire of Chi Huo was recruited, Huang Yan voluntarily surrendered.

"In the third group, Wan Yushu will fight against Dai Qisi."

Just after the boring second match, the third match immediately attracted the attention of the audience.

Dai Qisi, a strange woman from Persia, made it all the way to the top fifteen of the Zongzong Huiwu, only losing once.

Many viewers who have seen the video of her fighting Mo Tao think that she has the strength to challenge the top ten.

Wan Yushu is the eighth seeded player, even higher than Meng Tuo.

Although the ranking may not fully reflect the real strength, it can also explain some problems.

Wan Yushu was dressed as a scholar, nodded to King Bi Cheng, and then walked up to the martial arts stage waving a folding fan.

"Miss Dai, come on."

Ling Hantian smiled and encouraged Dai Qisi, hoping that she could create a miracle and defeat Wan Yushu.

"Miss Dai, don't be fooled by Mr. Wan Yushu Pianpian's appearance. He is good at using hidden weapons. The folding fan in his hand is very mysterious. You must be careful."

As a disciple of Tianxuanzong, Zhan Fei obviously wanted to be more aware of the characteristics of Wan Yushu, and reminded him aloud.

"Thank you."

Dai Qisi nodded to express her gratitude, and then walked onto the martial arts stage with lotus steps.

"Haha, the beauty Dai Qisi from Persia, my humble Wan Yushu admires you very much. I will have no eyes in the martial arts competition later. Yushu is very afraid that I will hurt you by mistake. For a fairy like you, Yushu really .”

Seeing Dai Qisi come to the stage, Wan Yushu folded the fan and talked gracefully, showing a very personable manner.

"Since Senior Brother Wan is so sympathetic and cherishing jade, how about leaving this one to Qisi?"

Seeing Wan Yushu's hypocritical face, Dai Qisi retorted.

As soon as Dai Qisi said these words, Wan Yushu's words were stuck in his throat, and his expression was a little embarrassed.

Seeing Wan Yushu's performance on the martial arts stage, King Bi Cheng spat hard and cursed in a low voice: "Wan Yushu's lustful nature is really hard to change!"

"Brother Zhan, what do you think Miss Dai's chances are?"

Ling Hantian was also a little curious about Dai Qisi's strength, and couldn't help asking Zhan Fei.

"Miss Qisi should be somewhat stronger than me,"

Zhan Fei pondered, then turned his gaze to Wan Yushu on the martial arts stage, and said with some uncertainty: "Wan Yushu is a hypocrite, and many of his nirvana are mainly sneak attacks, even if Miss Qisi can avoid it." Wan Yushu's sneak attack."

Almost at the moment when Zhan Fei's voice fell, Wan Yushu on the martial arts stage moved, and a scholar's sword appeared in his left hand.

"Left-handed sword?"

Dai Qisi frowned slightly. Since ancient times, most warriors are right-handed, and left-handed warriors are generally very tricky in attacking. Reminiscent of Zhan Fei's previous reminder, Dai Qisi pulled out her weapon with 12 points of energy.

It is a simple bronze mirror.

"Thousand Flowers Ice Mirror!"

Dai Qisi yelled softly, her true energy surged, and the bronze mirror seemed to be activated, and suddenly burst out ice mist that filled the entire Martial Arts Stage.

With the formation of these ice fogs, many low-strength disciples outside the Martial Arts Stage could not find the positions of the two people on the stage at all. Obviously, this ice fog can weaken the perception of warriors.

But this was a piece of cake for Ling Hantian, the Eye of Delusion was opened, and the ice fog on the stage melted away, and he clearly saw all the movements of the two of them.

But Zhan Fei couldn't see the situation on the stage clearly, he looked eagerly at Ling Hantian, Ling Hantian signaled him not to worry, and locked his eyes on the martial arts stage again.

Surrounded by the ice fog, Wan Yushu's face was a little dignified. This was the first time that Dai Qisi used this kind of combat skill since the martial arts meeting. This was obviously one of Dai Qisi's trump cards.

This ice fog not only had a great impact on Wan Yushu's perception, but even if he sensed it forcibly, he might be drawn into the illusion, that is to say, the ice fog still has the nature of an illusion.

However, Wan Yushu is the eighth-ranked seed player, and he shouted loudly: "Miss Dai, I know you are hiding in this ice fog. Although Wan can't break your ice fog, but there is a way." If you beat you, the sword has no eyes, but if you hurt the girl, don't blame Wan Mou."

As soon as Wan Yushu's voice fell, Ling Hantian saw Wan Yushu put his left hand sword across to protect the vitals of his body, and the folding fan in his right hand turned a strange arc, and the seemingly ordinary folding fan revealed a mysterious aura at this moment .

"Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle!"

As soon as the word 'needle' fell, the folding fan in Wan Yushu's hand shot out countless needle-sized silver lights like a hundred thousand consecutive fires, and almost covered the entire martial arts stage with several different attacks.

Facing such a wide range of indiscriminate attacks, any invisibility and illusion techniques are useless. Dai Qisi turned the bronze mirror in her hand, and the bronze mirror was shining brightly, forming a wall of light in front of Dai Qisi.

Although the light wall resisted Wan Yushu's attack, it instantly exposed her position.

How could Wan Yushu miss such a good opportunity, and the sword in his left hand rushed out.

The space of the Martial Arts Stage is not large, Wan Yushu's ultimate attack, almost at the flick of a finger, the sword in his left hand pierced the light wall, and then passed through like cutting a long piece of cloth, and hit Dai Qisi's hand on the bronze mirror.

But the bronze mirror in Dai Qisi's hand seemed to be of extraordinary quality, it completely blocked Wan Yushu's left sword.

"Mirror Flowers Water Moon!"

Almost at the moment when the sword in her left hand pierced the bronze mirror, Dai Qisi's coquettish shout sounded, and then the bronze mirror shattered, and Dai Qisi's figure really disappeared like the moon in the mirror.

"Ok?"

Wan Yushu was startled, his back felt cold, a feeling of extreme danger emerged spontaneously, he hardly hesitated, and before he even had time to turn around, the sword in his left hand whirled, and at the same time, the folding fan in his right hand shot out thousands of silver light .

But it was still too late, or the opponent had already made up his mind to defeat Wan Yushu, no matter what the price was.

(End of this chapter)