Invincibility Starts with God-level Selection

Chapter 141: This sword of mine is called ‘breaking thoughts’! 【First update! 】

Lin Yuan quickly recognized this familiar voice.

It's none other than the principal of Mowu, Wang Zhanlin!

At this moment, he was flying in the air, heading towards their direction, with a somewhat sullen look on his face.

 You, Song Qing, are willing to protect your shortcomings.

Laozi, Wang Zhanlin, don’t you want to protect your shortcomings? !

 Looking at this scene in front of them, the other new martial artists of Wuhan University all stared blankly.

 What the **** is going on?

 It’s such a good survival battle, but why does the ninth-level king even appear on the stage?

First is Song Qingnian, the ‘King of You Nian’ from Yanjing Wuhan University.

 Last is the principal of Mowu, the ‘God-cutting sword’ Wang Zhanlin!

This battle...is a bit too big, right?

Song Qingnian's face was cold. He stared at Wang Zhanlin in front of him: "You'd better have the courage to say it again in front of me."

Wang Zhanlin narrowed his eyes and sneered tit-for-tat: "What's wrong? Song Niangpao, are you pretending to be confused here with me? Don't you know that Lin Yuan is my Mowu person?!"

"you wanna die!"

Song Qingnian was furious.

 Under Wang Zhanlin’s provocation, he finally chose to break out!

I saw the finger-twirling thread in his hand, like a soul-chasing sharp blade, cutting towards Wang Zhanlin overwhelmingly!

Although Song Qingnian's face looks more feminine because he majors in spiritual power, anyone who dares to use this to humiliate him will definitely pay the price in blood!

“You are not happy to be called a sissy. Look at your moves, it’s like a sissy threading a needle and thread.”

Wang Zhanlin curled his lips, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

 The next second, he held the handle of the knife and slashed out!

Although the blade was not unsheathed, a blade of light that seemed to be able to penetrate the heaven and earth slashed at the spiritual thread coming towards the cutting!

  “Tsk!”

Song Qingnian's fingers were broken by the sword light, and broke into dozens of pieces. They fell from the mid-air like raindrops, and slowly disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

"Song Qingnian, if you only have this little strength, don't show it to embarrass yourself."

Wang Zhanlin raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth curved into a playful arc.

Lin Yuan looked at Wang Zhanlin in mid-air with a strange expression.

 My principal is really good at inciting hatred. His mouth is like a machine gun and he never stops.

Song Qingnian's face was cold, and he once again condensed a black mental whip, and suddenly came towards Wang Zhanlin to kill him!

 Shadow whip!

 “Tsk, tsk, you kid is really disobedient.”

“Forget it, with this strike, I am seeking justice for my Mowu students!”

Wang Zhanlin looked straight ahead with a calm face, and the power of Qi and blood slowly covered the scabbard of the sword.

 Because he has been raising his sword, his sword is never taken out of its sheath.

However, even if Wang Zhanlin can't draw his sword from its sheath, the strength he can exert is still quite powerful!

Wang Zhanlin’s blood quality is a rare crimson color!

 In the crimson blood, there is extremely violent power!

 With one strike!

 The sword appears!

The half-moon-shaped sword light was like a line between the sea and the sky, slashing in the direction of Song Qingnian!

With this sword, Wang Zhanlin did not hold back, but chose to burst out with the strongest energy and blood!

 After all, no matter what you say, Song Qingnian is still a ninth-level heavenly king.

His sword cannot kill the opponent.

Just letting him get injured is more than enough. Song Qingnian’s expression finally changed!

 Damn...Tianyou Ghost Shield!

His arms stretched forward, condensing into substantial spiritual power, and pouring out like a rushing tide, forming a heavy shield in front of him that exuded the aura of death!

On the shield, a green-faced and fanged evil ghost vaguely emerged, looking ferocious and terrifying!

This is Song Qingnian’s strongest defense method, the Heavenly Ghost Shield!

Facing Wang Zhanlin's sword, he did not dare to be careless in the slightest.

 “Tianyou Ghost Shield? Song Niangpao, you are quite cautious!”

Wang Zhanlin laughed wildly and said loudly: "It's useless, I will kill your ghost shield today!"

The only one who dares to call a ninth-level heavenly king such a sissy is Wang Zhanlin!

 “Keng!”

When his monstrous sword struck Tianyou Ghost Shield, a dull sound of gold and iron suddenly erupted from the shield!

 The battle between the ninth-level kings is no joke.

Just the air waves created by the aftermath of the battle overturned everyone present, just like straw blown to the ground by the strong wind.

 “Behead me!”

Wang Zhanlin shouted loudly again!

 On the Tianyou Ghost Shield, bursts of heart-wrenching cracking sounds finally came out!

Countless fine cracks appeared on the shield!

 “Peng!”

Under Wang Zhanlin's monstrous sword light, the Tianyou Ghost Shield finally shattered!

Even if they are both ninth-level kings, they are still strong and weak.

 Obviously, Wang Zhanlin is stronger than Song Qingnian!

The Tianyou Ghost Shield shattered, Song Qingnian also suffered some backlash, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

 But this is not the most important thing.

More importantly, he has no way to stop the next sword light!

Although after smashing the Tianyou Ghost Shield, Wang Zhanlin's sword light also dimmed a bit.

But even so, this sword flash is not something he can resist!

Song Qingnian is a heavenly king who specializes in spiritual power. His physical strength is naturally inferior to that of Qi and blood warriors of the same level.

This knife is enough to severely injure him!

 However, at this critical moment.

 A slightly helpless voice slowly sounded in everyone's ears.

“I say, Mr. Wang, you have to protect your shortcomings. Why are you so impatient?”

“If I’m one step late, are you really planning to kill Mr. Song?”

 A slightly older figure stopped in front of Song Qingnian.

In his hand, he also held a sword with a blade as smooth as a mirror.

 The people below quickly recognized the identity of this old man.

Vice President of Yanjing Wuhan University, Li Tianchou, the ‘love-breaking knife’!

Looking at the monstrous sword light in front of him, Li Tianchou sighed slightly.

 The next moment, he took a step forward in the air and slashed with the same knife!

　　It is an ordinary and unremarkable sword without showing any force at all.

His sword was not as powerful as Wang Zhanlin's.

 However, under this knife.

The terrifying sword light in front of him, which was sweeping towards Song Qingnian, rippled like water waves, and finally slowly disappeared in front of everyone's eyes without causing any waves.

 “Wang, my sword is called ‘breaking thoughts’.”

 (End of this chapter)