Emperor of the Heavens

Chapter 28

The life and death platform challenge is over.

As for what happened on the stage of life and death after the duel between Wang Jinglong and Zhang Xu, not many people cared anymore.

After all, the shock that Wang Jinglong brought to them was too incredible, and the remaining challenges seemed to be overshadowed.

The ranking examination for the new inner disciples is a ranking examination for the disciples who have entered the sixth level of the spiritual veins of the inner sect in the past three years.

Disciples who first entered the inner sect for two years will naturally have a certain advantage in this exam, but this year's situation may be different.

Because Wang Jinglong suddenly appeared in a way that no one could have expected, killing Zhang Xu who was in the early stage of the sixth level of spiritual veins in one fell swoop, as if taking the number one ranking into his pocket in one fell swoop.

Even so, four people challenged him in this assessment.

Wang Jinglong stood on the Dou Lingtai with no expression on his face.

For him, this may be a waste of his time, but he wants to challenge the Aoki Ranking, this is a challenge that he has to face.

"Since no one took the initiative to attack, I will challenge this first match!"

A woman in a purple shirt came up from the stage, with a soft golden silk sword tied around her waist, shining with a somewhat shiny golden light.

The woman in the purple shirt had a beautiful appearance, but the aura emanating from the soft sword around her waist reminded everyone that she was not a master who could be provoked at will.

She stood opposite to Wang Jinglong, her eyes constantly sizing up Wang Jinglong's every move, hoping to catch the slightest flaw in him.

For her who is good at speed, only by discovering the flaws can she have the hope of winning, and this hope is not very great.

Because before she came to the stage, she already knew that Wang Jinglong was a disciple who was far superior to her in swordsmanship.

Wang Jinglong was not very used to being sized up and down by a beautiful woman like this, so he stretched out a hand and made a gesture of invitation to the woman.

"You don't draw your sword!"

With the soft sword in hand, it looks like a wandering dragon, and the purple shirted woman looked at Wang Jinglong who hadn't moved in a bit of surprise.

"That depends on your ability!"

"Insanity!"

The woman in the purple shirt stepped forward, extremely fast, attacking Wang Jinglong's face with dexterous sword moves.

Even if Wang Jinglong couldn't be forced to use the long sword, as long as he could make it move, it would still be a chance to gain an opening.

Ding!
The soft sword immediately touched his body, a stream of spiritual power gathered on his right hand, pointed out with a finger, directly on the soft sword, causing it to change the direction of attack.

Seeing that her attack was dispelled by Wang Jinglong in this way, the purple-clothed woman was also slightly taken aback, and then quickly changed her moves, using five moves in a row, with different ways and angles of the sword.

All these tricks were resolved one by one by Wang Jinglong, his body never moved a bit, and he didn't even take the initiative to attack.

Just when she was about to use the seventh move, she realized that Wang Jinglong had put her soft golden sword between the two.

"More than enough dexterity, but not enough strength!"

Snapped!
With a violent flick of the finger, the golden silk soft sword was not under the control of the purple-shirted woman, and suddenly bent in a great arc, and slapped her fragrant shoulder, causing her to retreat back quickly, and a streak appeared on the shirt on the shoulder. Small mouth.

"My flaws are not something you can find, you lose!"

Wang Jinglong said calmly, he controlled the strength of his counterattack extremely well, otherwise, the woman in purple shirt would have been seriously injured.

"I'm Jia Xu, come here and ask Junior Brother Wang for some advice!"

The person who came was a little thinner and looked a bit frail, but the spiritual pressure that came out of every step he took was amazing.

"Jia Xu, who is in the late stage of the fifth level of spiritual veins, this person's spiritual skills are very strange, and it is extremely difficult to break through. Otherwise, he would have been a disciple of the sixth level of spiritual veins by now!"

"I'm afraid this is going to be exciting. Jia Xu proposed to compete with fists and kicks on the stage. Naturally, Wang Jinglong is not easy to use swords to win. It may not be easy for Wang Jinglong to win!"

"Please!"

Wang Jinglong didn't have the slightest intention of being polite, and directly invited to fight.

Raising his fists, Jia Xu channeled his spiritual power to his ten fingers, and immediately two dark blue groups of spiritual power appeared on his fists, with fierce force.

Jia Xu's punching strength is actually very strong, which doesn't match his figure, and his body is also extremely dexterous, his attacks are smooth and flowing, his moves are very simple, and his target is very clear, that is Wang Jinglong's gate of life .

Bang!
With the palm of the enemy's fist, the strength of a foot was instantly mobilized and gathered, and he met Jia Xu's fist with all his strength.

Jia Xu retreated five steps back, while Wang Jinglong only retreated one step, and the score was equal.

"Sure enough, it's a good palm technique. As long as Junior Brother Wang can take over my move again, then I won't be entangled with you anymore. With one-to-four, we have taken advantage of a lot."

Two faint white lights appeared in the eyes, and the black hair on the head turned white at a speed visible to the naked eye, fluttering with the wind, which was extremely weird.

In this weird state, Jia Xu's thin body couldn't help becoming taller.

"Destroyer Spirit Art!"

Wang Jinglong was a little surprised, and recognized Jia Xu's spiritual art, and quickly collected information about the Miesheng Lingjue in his mind.

"It turned out to be a simplified version of the Soul Destruction Art!"

After comparison, Wang Jinglong understood that what Jia Xu practiced was not the complete Mieshenglingjue but the simplified Mieshenglingjue.

This simplified spirit art will cause great damage to the body, because the power of the original version is extremely extraordinary, so there are many practitioners who practice the simplified version.

After gathering enough momentum, Jia Xu threw out both fists, still aiming at Wang Jinglong's life gate.

The aura of this move is extremely extraordinary, if you fight against disciples of the same realm, you may show timidity that the aura has weakened before the battle.

Wang Jinglong's body didn't retreat in the slightest, the first turn of "Nine Turns of the Holy Spirit Jue" was running secretly, the power of a foot gathered in his palms, mobilized the whole body's strength, and rushed towards Jia Xu like a thunderbolt.

The two figures collided in the blink of an eye, and bursts of light were stimulated by the blue spiritual force, making the eyes of the disciples under the stage shrink and they dared not look directly.

As a result, Wang Jinglong was still standing calmly on the stage, while Jia Xu was shocked out of the Dou Lingtai and stood outside the stage in embarrassment.

This is the crushing of strength, and even more the suppression of spiritual power attributes.

How can Jia Xu's cold spiritual power cultivated in the late stage of the fifth level of spiritual veins compare with Wang Jinglong who has been tempered by the blood of the ice mysterious python?
"This is too strong!"

Jia Xu glanced at Wang Jinglong, sighed slightly without saying a word, walked towards the disciples a little lonely, and took the initiative to admit defeat.

Only then did the disciples understand that Wang Jinglong, who had broken through to the fifth level of the spiritual vein, was far more powerful than they had imagined. It was no longer possible to find someone who could fight against him among the disciples at the fifth level of the spiritual vein. Maybe.

(End of this chapter)