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Chapter 157: Lingyun Big Twelve

Xiong Jun, Lou Chunlei's victory was extremely inspiring, and the poor disciples who had not yet appeared on the stage were full of fighting spirit. Especially the reversal of the Lou Chunlei battle, which inspired everyone and made people crazy. How to jump out of the framework of Xuanyuan's martial arts

, What about winning by surprise? As long as you can figure out this festival, it is no problem to pass the arena.

But time waits for no one, and the second round of competition will come immediately.

"Huang Yunpeng is facing the white swordsman!"

"Yi Lei Qin Ying painted Ye Qiu!"

"Du Zhengchao vs. Lu Junxing"

"Ding Lei Gu Zeyi vs Yin Hu!"

"Wu Le! Bai Jianshuang vs. Liang Yongxin!"

The roster of the match was announced, and the audience on the sidelines were like a strong wind blowing through the woods, causing a violent commotion.

Huang Yunpeng killed three enemies with one sword, Qin Ying was astonished as the heavens, Bai Jianshuang, Du Zhengchao were the leaders of the aristocratic family, and Liang Yongxin was one of the leaders. They were all the leaders of the same generation and were actually in the same round of appearances. It was surprising and expected.

The disciples in the field were secretly surprised, and the five poor disciples met with five aristocratic disciples!

This is a real contest between poor families and noble families.

Whether it was a counterattack among poor men or a genius of aristocratic families took the initiative, it was announced in this round.

Everyone knows that this contest is inevitable. There are only 32 places to set foot on Lingyun Peak. If you have more, I will have less. There is no possibility of compromise. Who will give up? Who will give up? Martial arts practice, always

We must fight, fight, fight! Only the strong can look down on the world.

Children from aristocratic families also practiced the unique skills of family traditions and Xuanyuan martial arts. They obtained magic medicines since childhood to cultivate foundations. They also had careful guidance and suggestions from elders in the clan. The overall level was indeed much better than that of poor families. Therefore, they were eliminated in the first round and were extremely powerful.

Most of them are poor disciples, due to their strength.

In fact, if it weren't for the celebration ceremony, the heroes of the world congratulated each other and Jiang Lie tried his best to disagree and make exceptions to pass on his skills, the gap between aristocratic families and poor families would have been even more obvious.

After the devil's training from many teachers, the fourth level of the mental method has been practiced, and the strength of poor disciples has been greatly improved. A few particularly talented people can compete with the children of aristocratic families. In the past, the situation where aristocratic families are unique has no longer existed.

It's right.

But how can the face of a noble family be humiliated? Isn’t it a lucky chance to have a century-old reputation? It is related to the future control of Xuanyuanmen, so how could they give in!

Since the second round, each round has been a harsh test.

Whoever can laugh to the end will be the winner.

Such an obvious matchup situation changed the atmosphere on the court. Everyone looked serious, as if they were facing a great enemy, which was clearly a statement of declaring war!

There is no warmth, no humility among fellow disciples, no politeness and politeness. I will tear open the thin scarf, let the fist speak, and let the sword win!

The war drums sounded, and the brave fought for victory.

The ten young men whose names were named came out loudly, carrying the hope of the two camps, and fell on the ring. They each took their own weapons and stood on the opposite side.

Of course, Qin Ying is the most popular and most popular one on the arena.

When the iceberg girl with long and straight legs, her eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, and her beautiful figure appears, it is like a powerful magnetic field, attracting the attention inside and outside the field.

Such a fairy should only be found in the sky!

Among the audience outside the venue, there was no one who suddenly shouted: "Junior Sister Qin will win!" Before he finished speaking, "Junior Sister Qin!" "Junior Sister Qin will win!" "Junior Sister Qin will win!" "Junior Sister Qin is unparalleled!" The messy cheers were cheering.

It exploded and was deafening. Some people even jumped up and waved their hands desperately, wishing Qin Ying could take a look at him more.

Hu Feng rolled his eyes and murmured: "Bored! Idiot!"

Fu Jingtao glanced at the almost fanatical teenagers coldly and sneered in his heart: Toad wants to eat swan meat! How can you covet my junior sister Qin? Who dares to harass her in the future? I will beat the other one when I see you!

Liang Bin coughed and swept his eyes like cold electricity.

Ga! The throats of the boys seemed to be cut off in an instant, and the fanatical shouts were swallowed back into their stomachs. Some of them were held in their chests, their faces turned red, and they almost closed their breath. It's really not their excitement, the female disciple of Xuanyuan Gate was originally

There are only a handful of people with outstanding appearance, temperament and figure. When they see Qin Ying, they will naturally feel like they have experienced a rain of drought and are flocking to them.

This unexpected little episode passed in an instant, and everyone's attention returned to the ring.

Qin Ying gently shook the soft whip in her hand, sensed its tenacity and weight, raised her eyes and looked at her opponent, and said, "Senior Brother Ye, please!"

Ye Qiuhua looked handsome and graceful. Looking at the beautiful girl who was close to her, her heart beat faster and she was actually lost for a moment. His long sword was upside down, his left palm was resting on his right fist, and he said softly: "Mr. Qin

, I hope my subordinates will show mercy during the competition, and click until they reach the end."

Qin Ying said lightly: "If Senior Brother Ye hopes that I will show mercy, it is better to give up on my own initiative!"

Ye Qiuhua's expression froze, and her smile faded from the corner of her lips. How could she bow down in front of the family's honor? Although Qin Ying is beautiful, she is the moon in the mirror and the flowers in the water, which is difficult to grasp. The most important thing at the moment is to win in battle.

! The left hand sinks down and gently pinches the sword technique, the right hand is raised and the long sword is spread out, the front foot is empty, the center of gravity is moved to the back foot, and the deep voice is said: "Please!"

Qin Ying had a cold personality and simply refused to respond. Her waist was rotated, and her arms were raised and waved. A soft whip of more than meter long flew into the air, like a spirit snake rolling around. The whip trembled slightly and whipped at the opponent suddenly.

She is beautiful and has a tall figure. Her whip gesture is full of the unique charm of combining power and beauty, giving people a strong visual impact.

This is not a weak and beautiful fairy, but a cold and powerful goddess! At this moment, I have been so moved that I am willing to surrender to the goddess's feet for many years.

The teenagers outside the field endured it and couldn't help it anymore. With the idea of ​​not ruling the law, they shouted in unison: "Good whip method!"

Liang Bin shook his head helplessly and turned a deaf ear.

The soft whip belongs to the Qimen weapon category, with very few users. The whip is ranging from one to two meters long, suitable for both distance and near, mainly for long attacks and whipping. The soft whip used by Qin Ying is about one or two feet long, and she

There is no need to move step by step, the whip has slightly crossed the distance between the two and hit Ye Qiu's picture.

The soft whip fell, full of strength, the wind howled, and the shadow was like lightning.

Ye Qiu's sword is only three feet long. If he wants to hurt his opponent, he must bully himself and fight in close combat. Otherwise, he will only be in a passive situation of being beaten. Therefore, he will advance but not retreat!

Ye Qiuhua's heart was as cold as iron, and she no longer had any thoughts of pity for the fragrance and jade. Her eyes locked on the whip shadow running at high speed, bent her body and squatted slightly, and her long sword trembled and her wrist pierced out.

I saw the sword light rising, and dozens of lights and shadows differentiated in the air, blocking them without showing any weakness.

The whip shadow and the sword light touched each other, and the energy burst out in succession. With a light sound, the whip that was more than half a foot long was slightly cut off by the sword light, and it flew out of the fallen world.

Ye Qiuhua let out a clear roar, and the long sword rushed forward with a rushing sword.
Chapter completed!
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