C491 No Longer Enduring Absolute Crushing
C491 No Longer Enduring Absolute Crushing
"It's not that exaggerated, it's just that Yuwen Ting's sword techniques pay too much attention to form, and are instead flashy and full of holes!" Dan Association Su Yueru also said, "But I can't deny that, when it comes to Sword Dao, the difference between the two is too great!"
Sure enough, just as she finished speaking, the snow lotus that had yet to take shape on top of the Arena withered ?
"Whooosh."
Atop the Arena, Yuwen Ting's Martial Spirit Power had already disappeared.
A layer of dense sweat appeared on his forehead.
At this moment, his brows were knit tightly together.
"Why ?"
There was no one in front of him. He spoke as if he were talking to himself.
"Impossible, my Traceless Snowsteps will never miss ?"
Although he was extremely unwilling to believe it, the truth was right in front of Yuwen Ting's eyes.
"The sword is used to kill, not to look at, what you have comprehended is not the Sword Intent, but the Snow Wind Insight! The Sword Intent is untraceable, but the traces of wind and snow are too easy to catch ? "
At this time, Ling Tian's calm voice sounded out once again from behind Yuwen Ting.
"No, I will not lose. I, Yuwen Ting, my White Robes Sword Sect, will never lose to you again!"
Yuwen Ting suddenly roared out, the Treading snow Sword turned into a streak of cold light, and turned around to stab straight at Ling Tian.
At such a close distance, Yuwen Ting's sword strike, which had not even dissipated yet, was simply like a blizzard. The sword hummed, and its speed was extremely fast.
In this strike, Yuwen Ting had completely given up on using his sword skills and everything else, as he focused all of his will on using the Treading on the Snow Sword.
This sword was a gamble of one on one, giving up on all defenses!
"Clang!"
However, before they could even cry out in alarm, they heard the sound of a sword coming from behind them.
The snowstorm dispersed and Ling Tian stood atop the Arena. His left hand was behind his back while two fingers of his right hand held tightly onto the Snow Treading In Sword's body.
No matter how Yuwen Ting struggled, he could not break free!
As for the tip of the Snow-treading Sword, it was still a foot away from Ling Tian's eyes.
Broken again ?
Moreover, Ling Tian only used two fingers.
"Stubborn and unrepentant, that's all you can do!"
Ling Tian snorted coldly, his left hand clenching into a fist, he released a Crash Bow, landing right on Yuwen Ting's chest.
"AHH!"
With a miserable scream, Yuwen Ting, who was still arrogant just a moment ago, was smashed like a sandbag by Ling Tian's punch towards the Arena.
So much so that from the beginning till the end, Yuwen Ting's sword was not a threat to his body.
Although Ling Tian did not use any Weapon or offensive Martial Skill s, his comprehension and movement skills of the Sword Dao had completely suppressed Yuwen Ting.
It was like a warrior facing a child who had just learned how to walk and hold a sword.
Yuwen Ting landed on the ground while weeping blood, and it was only after a long while did the surrounding Martial Cultivator manage to react.
However, this time, there were no loud noises. Instead, there were whispers or glimmers of light flickering in their eyes. It was unknown what they were thinking.
But at the same time, the gazes they used to look at Ling Tian carried an additional hint of reverence.
"Yuwen!"
Yue Qingcang was the only one left in the team. He helped Yuwen Ting up, and said: "Yuwen, your arrogance is too weak. Losing like this is too embarrassing!"
"You ? I... "Pfft!"
Originally, Yuwen Ting was not heavily injured, but seeing Yue Qingcang's fake expression, he could not help but spit out another mouthful of Blood, which caused him to fall unconscious due to anger.
"Sigh, I've already said it before, this Ling Tian, will still be handed over to me, Yue Qingcang!"
Yue Qingcang put Yuwen Ting's body down and shook his head.
"Then come up!"
Unexpectedly, Ling Tian who was on the stage directly looked at Yue Qingcang, as if he was more anxious than before when he was challenging Qingtian Sect Yu.
"You ? Are you in such a hurry to be crippled? Then I shall help you! "
Yue Qingcang's face darkened as he directly mounted the Arena.
"Everyone, let's end today's challenge here! I want the Martial Cultivator s to understand the consequences of insulting my Qingtian Sect! "
Yue Qingcang first shouted to the people below the stage, as if announcing the victory of this competition. After that, Yue Qingcang looked at Ling Tian.
"Ling Tian, I'm different from those two. I'm not competing in speed with you, I'm using my absolute strength to crush you!"
Yue Qingcang took off the long knife on his back and raised it up to point at Ling Tian, "Facing me, it's time for you to pull out your sword, right?"
"You are not worthy either!"
"F * ck your grandpa!"
Everyone below the stage: "..."
Yue Qingcang had not even started fighting, and he was already angered to death by Ling Tian. Immediately releasing all of his Qi, the half a step into the golden body of Elemental Energy Pressure was released, engulfing the entire Arena.
Compared to Ding Chen and Yuwen Ting, Yue Qingcang, who was born in the first Sect, was much stronger.
This time, he wanted to rely on his cultivation and his tyrannical blade technique to defeat Ling Tian.
In his mind, Ling Tian's cultivation was not high, his movement skills were powerful, but if he was hit by it, he was not confident either.
"Roar!"
Yue Qingcang was still not satisfied. With a shake of his shoulders, a twenty-three meter long Golden Claw Thunder Wolf howled into the sky as the Martial Spirit Power fused into its four limbs and hundreds of bones, causing Yue Qingcang's aura sea to instantly boil.
Once he got on the stage, Yue Qingcang was in perfect condition. The powerful Yuan Qi was like a huge wave, crashing down towards Ling Tian.
The overflowing Elemental Energy Pressure, which had even disturbed the Arena's Array, caused numerous ripples.
Seeing that, all the Martial Cultivator beneath the stage had a stern expression, thinking that although Yue Qingcang was normally arrogant and despotic, he truly had the qualifications to be arrogant, such a solid Yuan Qi, even an ordinary person would not be able to compare to him.
"Ling Tian, this blade's name is Cang Lei. It was created by the cerulean knife technique and is ranked as one of the top quality spirit blades. Today, I will use this blade to defeat you. Life and death will depend on you!"
At that moment, Yue Qingcang carried his cerulean knife, his aura rising to the peak, and he looked at Ling Tian arrogantly, as though he was a king looking down from the sky.
"cerulean knife!"
Below the stage, Zhang Kaifeng was grinding his teeth. In the previous Martial Arts Conference, his Astral Thunder Halberd s were defeated by the cerulean knife s, and now, Yue Qingcang was even more powerful.
Compared to Gu Han, he was much stronger.
"Hehe, Yue Qingcang wants to bully others, but, I feel like he is going to be bullied ?" Ji Wuyan shrugged his shoulders, not at all nervous.
On top of the Arena, Ling Tian's dragon-striped armor was flapping loudly. The Flying Flame Cloak and his black hair were flying wildly.
"Hehe, you think you can suppress me?"
In the next moment, Ling Tian slowly raised his head, unafraid of the incoming flow of Yuan Qi, and looked straight at Yue Qingcang.
Suddenly, his quiet sea of qi shook slowly. A nine-colored platform gradually floated to the surface of his sea of qi. As it rotated, the Yuan Qi in his sea of qi churned.
It was like a sleeping tiger opening its eyes!
Ling Tian's body was like a war machine on, the powerful and majestic Yuan Qi, instantly spread out from Ling Tian's body!
This time, he did not choose to hide!
He wanted to tell everyone, that he, Ling Tian, could also use the Yuan Qi to crush his opponent!