Sword Venerable Ling Tian

It was because Wang Ning had joined the army and fought in the most brutal battle in the Mo Bei.    

His way of fighting emphasized speed, ruthlessness, and toughness!    

However, Ling Tian was just a freshman, yet he was able to resist so easily.    

This was unthinkable.    

This Ling Tian, actually fought twice in a row with Wang Ning, and wasn't at a disadvantage at all!    

Was this freshman really so strong?    

"Whew."    

Beside the Martial Arts Practice Field, Zhang Lei and Zhang Zhao, who had been anxiously watching the battle, secretly heaved a sigh of relief. From the looks of it, Ling Tian did indeed have some ability ?    

was not directly crippled by Wang Ning.    

"What a terrifying feeling, and such a vicious move ?" Zhang Zhao hugged the Arm, held onto his chin and looked at the arena, secretly nodding, and then praising.    

Just like Wang Ning, he had also been to the battlefield before and had stayed there for even longer than Wang Ning.    

Although he was previously slightly weaker than Wang Ning, his goal this time was to go straight for Wang Ning.    

But, seeing that Ling Tian was actually able to compete with Wang Ning, he felt a little helpless.    

With regards to Wang Ning's methods, he knew even more. Ling Tian's handling of every single detail, could be said to be perfect.    

Moreover, this still had to depend on the speed of Ling Tian's movement technique as well as his terrifying perception.    

Ling Tian was unable to face either of these two things calmly.    

"However, the victor is still unknown. Wang Ning definitely has more than just these two skills ?" Zhang Lei said softly.    

Zhang Zhao nodded his head, he knew very clearly that the battle had just begun, and Wang Ning had not even used his true trump card yet.    

"Where did you learn all this ?" On the stage, Wang Ning stood in mid air, he lowered his head and looked at Ling Tian, his serious face no longer showing the sneer from before, and said.    

"Nothing special. Your speed, it's too slow. Your strength, it's too light."    

Ling Tian slowly clenched his fists. In truth, Wang Ning's strength was much stronger than Dongfang Ye and Li Lengyi, and was even stronger than Yang Ling who had used all his trump cards. After all, the former's cultivation was still there, and there were many new students who could not compare to him.    

"This is only the beginning. I also want everyone to watch a wonderful match. As for you, you will be the stepping stone for me, Wang Ning, to establish my might ?"    

"My cultivation is higher than yours, so I do not need to use the Martial Soul or the Weapon. You can do as you wish, I do not mind."    

Wang Ning smiled. Soon after, he slowly extended both his hands, and on his slender palms, a blood-red glow flowed out, gradually turning into a blood-red gold colour. Faintly, an exceptionally dangerous ripple was being emitted.    

"I'm sorry, but you have said what I wanted to say. You can also use either the Weapon or the Martial Soul, so I, Ling Tian, do not mind. "Because I don't need it."    

Ling Tian stood in the center of the arena, his body slowly floating in the air as he stood at the same level as Wang Ning.    

However, his words caused everyone present to shake their heads and smile bitterly.    

This Ling Tian, he really doesn't give up until he scares people to death, this is too arrogant.    

It was reasonable for Wang Ning to not use the Martial Soul and the Weapon. This was clearly giving Ling Tian a chance.    

But this Ling Tian, actually did not appreciate his kindness, nor did he use the Martial Soul and Weapon?    

Then what made him rely on to defeat Wang Ning?    

This arrogance, there was simply no end to it!    

"Hmph, this boy who doesn't know his place has never spoken before!"    

At the side, Cui Yan coldly snorted. In his life, he hated young Descendant like this who looked down on others the most.    

"Wow, this Ling Tian is so arrogant, it seems like only the people from the academy would speak like that, looks like he really has some skills!" Cui Chenxiang smiled.    

"What's wrong, Sister Chen Xiang? You can't have fallen for this Ling Tian, right? Let me tell you, he is one of the three people the crown prince sent here this time.    

Cui Guoer said.    

"I won't fall for him. After all, he's very handsome ?"    

Cui Chenxiang covered her chin, and started to keep quiet.    

Cui Guoer shook her head, seeing that Cui Chenxiang's eyes suddenly dimmed, she sighed inwardly.    

"Hehe, this kid is crazy. However, I feel that this personality isn't suitable for me to be a Guard, let Wang Ning fix it! "    

The Manager Li replied indifferently.    

"I think so too."    

Zhao Wuji nodded.    

On the field.    

The corner of Wang Ning's mouth twitched, but he did not spout any harsh words.    

He understood, he couldn't win against Ling Tian!    

"Blood Slaughter Hand, Rend!"    

After that, a majestic blood golden light suddenly burst out from his palms. That light quickly gathered in the middle of his palms and these light gradually condensed, as if it had formed a golden crystal. When these crystals covered Wang Ning's fingers, it looked extremely strange.    

Crack. Crack.    

The crystal spread, and in a moment it completely wrapped around the Arm, at this moment, Wang Ning's finger seemed to have turned into a blood gold claw, reaching out and looking from afar, it looked like the claw of a Demonic Beast, powerful and lethal.    

Swish!    

On Wang Ning's face, a strand of golden light flashed as his body appeared in front of Ling Tian like a ghost before he ruthlessly swiped his claw out.    

This time, Wang Ning was clearly using his trump card.    

Although it did not engage in close combat with Ling Tian, the power of this claw strike was twice as strong as the previous ones!    

Boom! *    

Following the movement of the fist, Wang Ning's powerful Yuan Qi swept out like a tsunami, replenishing the crystal structure of the Arm, while a faint sound similar to metal rubbing against stone, sounded out, piercing into one's soul.    

Sensing the momentum behind Wang Ning's fist, Ling Tian's eyes slightly focused as well. Clenching his fist, Yuan Ran, who was like a tidal wave, also congealed in his hand. Then, the Arm swung up and collided ruthlessly with Wang Ning's sharp claws.    

"Cloud Feeding Hand!"    

Clang!    

Sparks flew in all directions, while rumbling sounds rang out. A shocking wave of violent Yuan Qi ripples spread out from the point of contact, and cracks immediately appeared on the ground like a spider web.    

BOOM!    

When Wang Ning saw that his fearsome attack was still blocked by Ling Tian, he frowned slightly, but this time, he did not retreat at all. Instead, he forced himself close to Ling Tian and punched out, ripping apart the Air.    

Wang Ning's Martial Skill's area was not big, but it was fast and its energy was strong.    

Under normal circumstances, even if it was Ling Tian, he could not easily dodge it.    

This disciple of the Wang Family actually had a trick up her sleeve.    

However, facing Wang Ning's powerful attack, Ling Tian did not show any signs of dodging, he knew very clearly that the two of them were experienced people, in this kind of clash, if his Qi was at a disadvantage, he would definitely fall into the opponent's attack zone.    

Therefore, when that domineering hammer-like fist wind descended, his hand instantly grabbed the Yuan Qi. Boundless energy poured into it and a palm imprint flew out, violently smashing against the fist shadow. Bang!