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Chapter 165 Winning streak(1/2)

"What?"
The young man was stunned. He was so shocked that he didn't even have time to react when his chest was lightly slapped by Lin Xiao. His huge body instantly flew into the air with teeth and claws, and fell to the bottom of the competition platform along with his mace.
"No. 5, No. 2 Lin Xiaosheng."
Lin Xiao turned around and returned to the rest area.
Only then did bursts of discussion and roaring sounds come from the crowd.
"What happened just now? Why did Lin Xiao suddenly arrive behind the other party?"
"It's so fast. What kind of movement is that? Did you see it clearly just now?"
"He won a victory so easily, and his opponent was a true warrior in the late second stage of his career. Doesn't Lin Xiao seem to be as weak as he thought?"
"As expected, those who can become seed disciples have their skills. Anyone who thinks he can easily win against Lin Xiao should be careful."
"Yes, but it is still difficult for Lin Xiao to qualify based on this strength alone. In terms of body skills, Jiang Qiang of the Tianying Sect is definitely above him. In addition, there are several other people in the five groups who have body skills.
nor beneath him."
Everyone commented.
Tianying Sect Rest Area.
Zheng Yijin, one of the two major seed disciples, looked at Jiang Qiang beside him, "Your opponent doesn't seem to be that weak. The subtlety of the movement technique and light theory just now is not inferior to you and me. Be careful not to fall into the gutter."
Boat."
Jiang Qiang smiled and looked unconcerned, "It's indeed good, but it's a pity that he's still far behind compared with me, and the competition is not just about physical skills. If he meets me with such little strength, he will only lose miserably.
It doesn’t take more than ten moves to defeat him.”
Zheng Yijin smiled and shook his head: "That's true. To be honest, I'm a little jealous of your luck."
"Number One vs. Number Eight"
On the fifth stage, the referee shouted after the draw.
"It's your turn." Zheng Yijin smiled slightly.
"Whoosh"
Jiang Qiang's figure suddenly moved, and his whole body flew into the air like an eagle soaring in the sky, turned into an afterimage, and then quickly landed on the competition platform.
"This is... the Flying Eagle Body Technique of the Sky Eagle Sect."
"This movement technique is said to be a high-level human-level movement technique. If you practice it to the extreme, you won't have time to react, and you will be killed in the blink of an eye."
"That's not the most terrifying thing. The most terrifying thing is that the flying eagle's body technique uses the intention of the goshawk to pounce on its food. It also increases the attack speed to a certain extent, making it difficult to resist."
Jiang Qiang's opponent was a sword-wielding young man whose strength had already reached the late stage of the second rank. He came from Dan Pavilion and was considered a small favorite in the fifth group. After seeing that he had drawn Jiang Qiang in the first round, his eyes flashed.
Full of wry smiles.
"Please show mercy." The young man smiled bitterly and said humbly.
"Easy to say." Facing the disciples of Dan Pavilion, Jiang Qiang smiled slightly, his expression quite warm.
As soon as the competition started, the young man wielding the sword shook his sword, and the long sword in his hand instantly turned into a sword shadow.
With a smile on his face, Jiang Qiang suddenly moved when the opponent's sword shadow approached, easily avoiding the opponent's attack.
at this time--
A sharp light suddenly flashed in the young man's eyes, and he quickly jumped up, and the long sword in his hand instantly turned into a sword light that filled the sky and floated out.
The continuous sword light is like the overwhelming rain, falling from the sky and the earth, and it is like the gorgeous aurora in the sky, absolutely beautiful and bright. The young man had a humble expression before, but now he is extremely fierce and merciless, and the sword is all over the sky.
The light surrounded Jiang Qiang like a curtain.
His previous modesty and low-keyness turned out to be his complete cover-up.
The sword light all over the sky poured down like a curtain of rain, and there was no way to avoid it.
"Ha" Jiang Qiang suddenly sneered, his figure suddenly exploded, and he suddenly disappeared in the rain curtain and sword light that was almost impossible to avoid.
The next moment, Jiang Qiang suddenly appeared beside the young man.
"What?" The young man was shocked. The sword in his hand suddenly turned and turned into several rays of sword light, striking at Jiang Qiang who was standing aside.
Jiang Qiang did not dodge, but when the sword light was about to approach, he suddenly retreated and circled around the young man.
The young man repeatedly urged the sword in his hand, and the sword light struck Jiang Qiang like meteors. But what shocked everyone was that Jiang Qiang's movement speed was actually faster than the opponent's sword light. No matter how the young man urged him,
He couldn't catch up with Jiang Qiang's figure even if he moved.
As if he didn't want to play anymore, Jiang Qiang's retreating figure suddenly blurred and disappeared again from the young man's eyes.
The next moment, the young man only felt a huge force hitting his chest, and his whole body flew backwards out of the competition platform in an instant.
"With your level of strength, you won't be able to defeat me even if you try any tricks. Go back and practice for a few more years."
Jiang Qiang turned around and left, his cold tone reaching the young man's ears.
Poof
The young man's face turned red and he spat out a mouthful of blood again.
"What happened just now? Why did Jiang Qiang suddenly disappear in the opponent's sword light?"
"His movements are so fast, I couldn't even catch his shadow in the audience."
"It's really scary. It seems we have underestimated Jiang Qiang's strength."
There were bursts of noise from the crowd, and many people were shocked.
"This Jiang Qiang's movement is really terrifying. He is so fast that he can't even catch up with his sword light. Lin Xiao, be careful if you meet him later." Fei Chenning and Liu Feng both said.
Worried.
"There are indeed two brushes." Lin Xiao nodded, but his eyes were calm.
The most terrifying thing about Jiang Qiang's body skills is not his speed, but his erratic, coming and going like wind, especially the move that flashes out of the sword light, which is completely confusing and helpless.
Judging, in terms of movement skills, he is enough to rank in the top three among all participating disciples. However, purely in terms of movement skills, Lin Xiao, who has practiced the Shadowless Flying Hong Jue, has no fear of the opponent.
The game continues.
Fei Chenning then faced off against three opponents in a row, each of whom was better than him in strength. He lost every game and currently has zero points. There is no hope of qualifying.
Finally, in the fifth game, he met an opponent who was also in the middle stage of his second turn. After a fierce fight between the two sides, Fei Chenning fought with the opponent with hundreds of moves in one breath and finally punched the opponent.
out.
"Finally won a round."
When he came back, Fei Chenning let out a long breath. Although the game was not over yet, he had gained a lot and would not return empty-handed.
Liu Feng had been winning consecutively in the previous four games. In the fifth game, his good luck finally ended and he met Yang Jun, one of the two major seed disciples of the Five Wheels Sect.
Yang Jun of the Fifth Wheel Sect, a warrior in the early stage of the third rank, has a prominent reputation in the New Acropolis. He swept through the warriors in the New Acropolis with his eyebrow-level stick. He is born with supernatural power. He once tore a three-star monster in half with his bare hands. He has a great reputation. This time
One of the top five candidates in the competition.
"drink"
As soon as the game started, Liu Feng immediately flew up, his pair of iron legs turned into shadows all over the sky, and kicked Yang Jun's whole body like a goddess scattering flowers.
"Eighteen Shadows Kick"
As soon as Liu Feng launched his move, it was his own unique move, without any prelude, because he knew that he would definitely lose in front of Yang Jun, and he just wanted to see the gap between himself and the opponent.
The shadows of legs all over the sky roared, pressing down on Yang Jun's body and head like huge boulders falling from the sky.
Yang Jun's face was expressionless, he suddenly raised his eyebrow stick in his hand, stabbed it out like lightning with one hand, then turned around and left silently.
boom
The leg shadows all over the sky suddenly disappeared, and with a violent roar, blood spilled from the corner of Liu Feng's mouth, and he flew backwards out of the competition platform.
With just one move, Liu Feng, who had won four games in a row before, was instantly defeated, and it looked like Yang Jun hadn't even used half of his strength.
"Yang Jun is getting more and more terrifying. He will definitely have a place in the top ten of this Genius Disciple Competition."
"Let alone the top ten, even the top five is very possible."
“It’s really scary”
To be continued...
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