"Clam"

The first time the steel sword and the iron sword confronted each other was a sharp metal friction sound. Zhong Zhenhai in the True Qi realm was indeed not comparable to those opponents in front of him. Even Ling Dao took a few steps back at this moment before stabilizing his body.

"Aren't you going to defeat me? Why is it so vulnerable?"

Zhong Zhenhai sneered, but attacked Ling Dao again. In the True Qi realm, he completely outweighed those physical realm warriors in terms of strength. Using true Qi to activate swordsmanship, it was even better than the physical realm. If Zhong Zhenhai could not win the first place, who else could be the first?

"Xia Xinyao, how sure are you in dealing with Zhong Zhenhai?"

I don’t know when the deputy sect leader Zhuang Xin was already standing beside Xia Xinyao. Psychologically, Zhuang Xin did not want Zhong Zhenhai to win. After all, Zhong Zhenhai took advantage of the loopholes, and he should have been an inner disciple.

"very!"

After looking at Zhong Zhenhai in the venue, Xia Xinyao said confidently. Even Zhong Zhenhai in the True Qi Realm did not take it seriously. She could become the outer senior sister of the Rising Tianjian Sect at the age of fourteen. Her strength was beyond doubt.

"Oh? So confident?"

Xia Xinyao is a top-notch genius with the highest qualifications and first-class genius. If she did not have a warrior in the True Qi Realm, it would be normal for her to win the first place in the outer disciples. However, Zhuang Xin did not expect that Xia Xinyao still has the ability to defeat Zhong Zhenhai, and she is still 100% sure.

"I just entered the True Qi Realm, and there is no problem in defeating him. But my intuition tells me that that guy is even more terrifying!"

Even though she is only fourteen years old, Xia Xinyao has a terrible intuition. It is said that women's intuition is the most accurate. What really makes Xia Xinyao pay attention is not Zhong Zhenhai, but Ling Dao. The strength shown by Zhong Zhenhai is no match for her at all.

But a person like Ling Dao seems to have no limit and he doesn't know how strong he is. Such an opponent is the most terrifying. After all, you can't figure out his background and it's hard to deal with it.

"Does Xia Xinyao think so?"

Zhuang Xin looked at Ling Dao deeply. He really didn't understand why a fifteen-year-old boy gave him a feeling that he couldn't see through it. Over the years, he had never seen such a disciple.

"Is it vulnerable?"

Ling Dao shrugged. It seemed that just five thousand kilograms of power with one hand could not defeat Zhong Zhenhai at all. He deserves to strengthen his strength, so that eight thousand kilograms of power with one hand, after all, such a power is still within the normal range.

The limit of a martial artist in the physical realm is ten thousand kilograms of power, but Ling Dao has already exceeded this limit. If he exerted all his power, it would definitely cause doubts among the elders of the Rifting Sky Sword Sect, and then his situation would be worrying.

With eight thousand kilograms of strength with one hand, Ling Dao instantly got his previous disadvantage. Zhong Zhenhai only had 12 thousand kilograms of strength with one hand. Compared with pure power, he was indeed stronger than Ling Dao. Unfortunately, he could not catch up with Ling Dao even when he was accused of his sword attainments.

"Shadowless!"

The long sword in Ling Dao's hand suddenly turned into a lightning and stabbed Zhong Zhenhai's chest. The use of eight thousand jin of power was completely different from before. This sword was incredibly fast, and even Zhong Zhenhai could barely block it.

"The real decisive battle has just begun!"

The next moment, Ling Dao showed unparalleled swordsmanship, and even Xie Ling'er was staring at it. If Ling Dao, who fought with Xie Ling'er, had already drawn the sword quickly enough, then it was no longer possible to describe it as fast now.

"What's going on? It's become four?"

In the four directions of Zhong Zhenhai, a Ling Dao appeared one after another. Four Ling Dao set out swords at the same time, and one long sword to attack Zhong Zhenhai from all directions. Even as a warrior in the True Qi Realm, Zhong Zhenhai was completely in a passive state of being beaten.

In fact, there was only one Ling Dao, but his speed was too fast, which made the afterimage of his original position not dissipated. Not only did he draw his sword quickly, but his own speed was also ridiculously fast, otherwise he would not be able to do this at all.

"If he had shown this move before, I'm afraid I wouldn't even bother to fight him!"

Xie Ling'er curled her lips. She originally thought that her sword was the fastest among the outer disciples, but now it seems that she is much slower than Ling Dao. Even Xia Xinyao looked at Ling Dao in a daze. Such swordsmanship was really magical.

"Do you think this will beat me? Dream!"

Zhong Zhenhai, who was pressed and beaten, roared suddenly, and his true energy was surging, but he rushed towards Ling Dao in an instant. He didn't know which one was the real body, he was just trying his luck. I have to say that he was lucky.

Zhong Zhenhai has just entered the realm of true qi, and he cannot get the true qi out of his body. However, he urges all the true qi in his body to perform the Thirteen-Splitting Style, as if he really has the power to crack a small world.

With a crisp sound, the two long swords collided again. Ling Dao felt the iron sword in his hand tremble, and then the sword in his hand was broken into two pieces, and the tip of the sword even flew out. There was only one broken sword left in his hand.

After so many battles, the iron sword in Ling Dao's hand had already appeared one by one. At this moment, he finally couldn't bear it and broke it into two pieces. Seeing this result, Zhong Zhenhai laughed.

"The sword is broken, what are you fighting with me? Hahaha..."

Even the deputy sect leader Zhuang Xin shook his head. Originally, Ling Dao still had hope of winning, but unfortunately, the sword has been broken and he will definitely lose. However, the elders sneered. Ling Dao was finally defeated, which was a great thing for them.

Only Xia Xinyao felt that Ling Dao could still win, because even if the sword was broken, Ling Dao's expression still did not change. If she had not had enough confidence, she would never have shown such a calmness. She was a little expectant, how could the sword break win?

"For you, Zhong Zhenhai, the broken sword is enough!"

As soon as the words fell, Ling Dao's figure disappeared in front of Zhong Zhenhai's eyes. Zhong Zhenhai's face changed, but his expression became solemn. He had already experienced Ling Dao's speed before. He was about to say that, and he immediately turned around and the steel sword in his hand had already begun to move.

"How could it be? No one?"

If Ling Dao was behind Zhong Zhenhai, Zhong Zhenhai would be completely confident that this sword would defeat Ling Dao. Unfortunately, he did not see Ling Dao. What he saw was the shocked eyes of the outer disciples below the stage, and he already had a bad premonition in his heart.

Immediately afterwards, Zhong Zhenhai felt a sharp pain in his head. Ling Dao fell from the sky and stepped on his head. Then he turned around and landed beautifully on the ground. The broken sword in his hand happened to be on Zhong Zhenhai's neck!
Chapter completed!