Sword Venerable Ling Tian

In the ninth group, there were three stronger people. They were Yang Tao from Kunwu Academic Palace, Ming Yin from Violet Firmament Academy and Zhang Ziling from Xuanji Monastery.    

All three of them had Golden Body Peak cultivation, and there was even the possibility that they had hidden other trump cards.    

The three of them were ranked in the top twenty of Combat List s.    

Moreover, among them, there were two that came from Venerable families, one from the Wanfu Temple, and the combat power was not necessarily lower than Wang Chong's.    

Of course, this didn't exclude the fact that there were other dark horses hidden in the ninth group.    

"The ninth group, Xiaoyao Academy Ling Tian, Kunwu Academic Palace Yang Tao!"    

Hearing the referee call out his name, Ling Tian activated lightning escape and in a flash, he steadily landed on the stage.    

As for Yang Tao, as he was a disciple of the Yang Family, he had no respect for Ling Tian either.    

When he saw Ling Tian on stage, a look of determination flashed past his eyes.    

Ever since Ling Tian became the leader of the Courtyard Grand Competition, to the point where he killed Wang Chong with his fan, the experiences of his opponents could be said to be a miracle.    

At the moment, he was in the limelight.    

But no matter what, since he was here, he had to use all his strength to fight.    

If he really won, then he would also soar into the sky!    

"Humph!"    

When the referee announced the start of the match, Yang Tao acted first.    

The Yuan Qi around his body surged, taking out his treasured blade, one blade hacked down. This saber sliced through the air, and a cold light flashed. It seemed as if it had the terrifying aura of splitting a mountain into two halves.    

The instant the killing move was unleashed, the pressure on his body, with the help of the Martial Soul and the silver wing, more than doubled.    

It could be seen that the other party's attainments in the art of the blade was not low, and that Martial Cultivator, who was below the Heaven Battling List, could actually produce silver wing!    

If it was against other cultivators of the same level.    

With just one slash, he would probably be able to split a person into two halves.    

This person had been hiding his strength for a long time and had possessed the Silver Wings. Furthermore, he had trained his saber skills to such a profound level. There was indeed something extraordinary about him.    

Unfortunately, he met Ling Tian.    

silver wing?    

The mystery of the palmism?    

So what? As long as he was not a Heaven's Pride of the Heaven Battling List, he could be crushed!    

Inside the tornado, Ling Tian only gently shook the folding fan, and it instantly exploded.    

Just as they were about to meet each other's palm strike in midair, a tempest swept out ?    

Boom! *    

In the midst of the thunderous explosion, the opponent's powerful blade qi was instantly annihilated. In that instant, the surging pressure and aura that had been forcing its way out completely collapsed into nothingness.    

"Pu ci!"    

With a groan, the opponent Zhang Ziling released a Blood and retreated.    

Ling Tian wins! "    

Zhang Ziling also clasped his hands and said, "Thank you, Brother Ling, for showing mercy."    

He knew that if Ling Tian really wanted to take action, he would have died a long time ago.    

"Hehe, your talent isn't bad. I can't bear to do it, so there's no need to care about this ranking. Cultivate properly, you have a good future ahead of you."    

Standing on the high platform, Ling Tian looked down from above. His temperament was exactly like Yang Ziling's teacher.    

"Thank you for your guidance!"    

Zhang Ziling cupped his hands again and left.    

The spectators on the Dragon Gate Plaza were slightly disappointed when they saw that Ling Tian had finished his battle in one move.    

The round robin battles were very intense, and did not give Ling Tian much time to rest.    

He then faced his next opponent, who was not very famous and was also an ordinary student.    

Within the same realm, Ling Tian was almost invincible, and was able to crush his opponent in a single move.    

"Ling Tian wins!"    

"Ling Tian wins!"    

"Ling Tian wins!"    

Two win streak, three win streak, ten win streak, twenty win streak ? In this group battle, Ling Tian's record for winning streak was extremely fast.    

Other than the Heaven's Pride experts of the Heaven Battling List, no one else could achieve such astonishing battle accomplishments.    

What was even more shocking was that no matter which opponent Ling Tian met, he would always use folding fan s or even not use Martial Soul.    

Moreover, Ling Tian also had obvious differences when treating his opponent.    

Whenever he met Wang Family s, whether it was Kungwu s or Kungwu s, Ling Tian would be ruthless, would either be crippled in cultivation, or would be directly killed. He didn't even have time to surrender.    

As for the rest, Ling Tian had only said a few words.    

As such, the faces of the academies and aristocratic families who had been killed by the student were slightly ugly.    

Finally, Ling Tian's group met their last opponent.    

The two of them had both won streak after streak, and were now fighting the opponent of the ninth Battlestage.    

Whoever wins, will be the last winner on the ninth Battlestage, being one of the Longmen Large Scale's Top 10!    

And this Ling Tian's opponent came from the Violet Firmament Academy, his name was Ming Yin, and his family was the Wanfu Temple.    

He held a buddhist staff that was wrapped in golden light and walked towards the Battlestage.    

There were two types of disciples in Wanfu Temple, one was a pure Buddhist disciple, and the other was a half monk and half mortal. As for whether or not he would become a monk, Wanfu Temple did not force him.    

As for the Wanfu Temple, all those who entered the Palace Courtyard to train, were just ordinary disciples. Although they were also dressed in monastic robes, there were many Buddhist commandments that they did not need to follow.    

True cultivators would not come to participate in this kind of Longmen Large Scale.    

And this famous seal was actually one of the dark horses of the Violet Firmament Academy. Originally, after Wang Chong's death, the Violet Firmament Academy had lost confidence in the ninth Battlestage.    

However, this seal was the same as Ling Tian's. It had achieved complete victory along the way, and had only used a set of the Dragon Tiger Arhat, and swept horizontally across the opponent.    

His Dragon Tiger Arhat stick method was overbearing, opening and closing with great force. As it swung its staff, buddhist light enveloped its entire body. Like a reborn arhat, once angry, the demons would disperse, and once angry, the dragons would subdue and the tigers would subdue!    

The ferocity of the arhat was fully displayed on his body, causing everyone's horizons to widen.    

He could also be considered a dark horse.    

All year long, he had only trained at the temple at the back of the Violet Firmament Academy. Not only was he not well-educated, his name was not well-known, and no one in the outside world knew about him.    

Now, there were even people who thought that this Ming Yin was even more powerful than his intelligence in the Xuanji Monastery!    

This was also the last time that the Violet Firmament Academy had relied on their revenge to defeat Ling Tian!    

"Ming Yin, if you can kill this Ling Tian, my Wang Family will reward you handsomely!"    

The patriarch of Wang Family said angrily.    

Every victory from Ling Tian was equivalent to a slap to his face.    

With the sound of piercing through the air, Ling Tian landed steadily on the ground while holding onto the folding fan.    

"They're using folding fan again!"    

"Haha, that's great, Ling Tian is still not giving Violet Firmament Academy face."    

"Ling Tian is too arrogant, seems like this Ming Yin is stronger than Wang Chong."    

"If I win this, it's really a bit ?"    

"This match is going to be interesting. The fight for the dark horse will decide who is the real dark horse of the nine groups!"    

The crowd broke out into a flurry of discussion.    

That Yuan Seal was also extremely humiliated and furious.    

"Ling Tian, are you looking down on my Wanfu Temple, or are you looking down on my Violet Firmament Academy!?"    

A trace of anger flashed across the Yuan Seal's eyes as it continued: "Draw your sword. Even if I lose to you today, I, Yuan Seal, will wholeheartedly accept my defeat!"    

"Sorry, you are not worthy for me to pull out my sword."    

Ling Tian laughed coldly.