C193 Defeat Zhangsun Ling
C193 Defeat Zhangsun Ling
After Yang Ying sat down with his legs crossed, he did not immediately start adjusting his breathing or cultivating. Instead, he quietly opened his system interface.
Name: Yang Ying
Identity: A disciple of the Green Cloud Inner Sect.
Grade: Red Level
Realm: Completion of Foundation Establishment
Cultivation Technique: Profound Essence Spell (Perfection), Basic Sword Arts (Perfection), Soaring Movement Arts (Perfection), Gale Fast Sword (Perfection), Green Cloud Sword Arts (Perfection), and Thunder Collapsing Sword Arts (Perfection). Bright Moon Sword Arts (Perfection), Wind Spirit Sword Arts (Great Completion), Bright Jade Spell (Perfection), Profound Heaven Spell (Upper), Green Cloud Sword Arts (Perfection). Wind Shadow Escape (Perfection), Sunken Thunder Sword Arts (Perfection), Rain Spirit Sword Arts (Perfection), Wind God Sword Arts (Perfection).
Sword Realm: Sword of Wind (entry-level), Sword Will of Light (Part)
Origin Strength: 18180
Next time he leveled up, he needed Origin Strength: 18180 / 30000.
He repeatedly checked a few times, but he could not find anything different from before.
He silently thought about it in his heart. Based on the situation just now, his strength seemed to have suddenly increased, as if it was because he was determined to become stronger.
Could this be the effect of the mind state?
But why did the system interface not display this aspect? Was it because his mind state was only at a certain stage and was not qualified to be displayed?
It was the same when he first comprehended the sword intent. In the beginning, he did not find any clues on the System Interface. Until one day, he suddenly comprehended the sword intent. Although it was only a part of it, it was still displayed.
As long as he continued to comprehend it, perhaps it would show itself in the future.
At this moment, he suddenly came to a realization: perhaps, cultivation also needs to cultivate the heart! And the transformation on the mind state would make his strength even higher.
The next person to fight Yang Ying was a beauty from the Floating Snow Sect.
The Floating Snow Sect had always been an ally of the Green Cloud Sect. In the past few years, due to the decline of the Green Cloud Sect, the Floating Snow Sect had taken good care of the Green Cloud Sect.
Before Yang Ying stepped onto the arena, Peak Lord Lee had specially found him, asking him to be careful in the competition with the Floating Snow Sect. Yang Ying naturally nodded his head in agreement.
Yang Ying and the contestant from the Floating Snow Sect stood on the stage together.
Only now did Yang Ying have the chance to take a good look at her. She wasn't very beautiful, but she was very attractive.
Due to her long years of cultivation, there was a Spiritual Qi on her body, which highlighted her otherworldly temperament.
Yang Ying did not continue to size her up. He only cupped his hands towards her. "Senior sister, I am Yang Ying of Green Cloud Sect!"
"Senior Brother Yang, I am Changsun Ling from the Floating Snow Sect!" Changsun Ling replied.
Changsun Ling said and drew her sword. She smiled and said, "Senior Brother Yang, I heard Master say that you are very powerful. Let me see your strength!"
Yang Ying also slightly bowed his head and took out the Fixed Light Sword in his hand.
Changsun Ling did not move. A series of seal formula was thrown out from her hands.
When Yang Ying saw this, he knew that she must use magic. He immediately turned around and rushed towards Changsun Ling.
Changsun Ling did not pay attention to Yang Ying. When the distance between the two was less than 30 feet, she took action and retreated.
The Hand Spell in her hands suddenly changed at a much faster speed.
Yang Ying felt a sense of danger coming from under his feet. He did not have time to think and stomped hard on the ground. There were two footprints that were a few inches deep on the ground, and he had already jumped into the air.
Just as Yang Ying jumped into the air, a rock shaped Earth Spike suddenly appeared on the ground.
Yang Ying was shocked. This was the first time he had encountered such a situation.
The Earth Spike on the ring was still growing rapidly, and it was piercing towards Yang Ying.
Seeing that the Earth Spike was about to reach Yang Ying, a proud look flashed across Changsun Ling's eyes.
This spell was an upgraded version of the Earth Spike, and it was called the Earth Thrust.
This spell consumed a lot of her energy, and she had always regarded it as her trump card. However, the battle between Yang Ying and Xia Hongmao just now had made her see danger.
She thought that her strength was on par with Xia Hongmao's, but Xia Hongmao was defeated by Yang Ying in one strike!
Only then did Changsun Ling decide to use this spell at the last minute.
When the Earth Thrust was about to hit Yang Ying, a smile flashed across her face.
Fu Xiuyuan and the others who were watching the battle had already stood up.
They did not expect Changsun Ling to use such a spell from the beginning.
If they were in Yang Ying's position, they would have been injured by this spell long ago. All of a sudden, the smiles on their faces disappeared, and they all looked nervous.
Yang Ying had been stabbed by the Earth Thrust. However, the scene of blood flowing did not occur as she had expected. Yang Ying disappeared from the sky.
The smile on Changsun Ling's face disappeared, and she looked at everything in front of her with a stunned expression. She did not understand what had happened.
The audience below the stage also looked at the scene in front of them in shock.
The people who were watching the battle from the Green Cloud Sect finally let out a long breath and relaxed.
They somehow felt that this scene was somewhat familiar. Wasn't this Yang Ying's signature secret technique - Soaring Movement Arts?
Right at this moment, Yang Ying's figure appeared once again. He stood beside Changsun Ling.
He held the sword in his right hand and stabbed it towards Changsun Ling's chest.
Changsun Ling had just reacted. She sensed the movement beside her and dodged to the side.
Yang Ying's reaction was even faster. This was a fake attack.
Peak Lord Lee had asked Yang Ying to hold back. Of course, Yang Ying would not let Changsun Ling get hurt.
When he saw Changsun Ling dodge, a smile appeared on his face. He withdrew his sword and gently placed it beside Changsun Ling's neck on the other side.
Changsun Ling felt the coldness around her neck and did not dare to move anymore.
Yang Ying sheathed his sword and said to Changsun Ling, "Senior sister, sorry for offending you!"
Although Changsun Ling was unwilling, from the fight just now, it could be seen that there was still a big gap between her and Yang Ying.
She could feel that the current Yang Ying was holding back. As for how terrifying Yang Ying was, she didn't dare to estimate.
She looked at her senior sister on the arena and sighed in her heart, senior sister, Yang Ying might be a formidable opponent for you!