The Sovereign of the Nine Realms

Chapter 236 A Showdown of Speed

Chapter 236 A Showdown of Speed

At this time, on the rostrum of the Martial Arts Field, all the elders of Tianxuanzong had Ling Hantian's materials in front of them.

Bi Daocheng's expression was solemn. A few months ago, Ling Hantian was a humble martial artist who could not reach the second level of body training, but now he has suddenly grown to this level, and even has the No. trend.

The most frightening thing was that this Ling Hantian was not even 16 years old. This had to remind him of a possibility.

And judging from Ling Hantian's current strength, Ling Hantian has not only mastered a top-level fire seed, but is also very likely to be a soul cultivator, and his cultivation base in the Juyuan system is also extremely strong.

This can be seen from his defeat of his fifth-ranked personal disciple Mo Luo.

"Miss Qingrou, have you ever heard about the Ling family in Tianyan City, Tianxuan Kingdom?"

Bi Daocheng frowned, turned around and asked softly towards the water.

An imperceptible strangeness flashed across Shui Qingrou's autumn-like eyes, she gently parted her red lips and asked in doubt: "Is there anything special about the Ling family in Tianyan City, Tianxuan Kingdom?"

"Miss Qingrou, have you forgotten your fiancé Ling Tianyang?"

Bi Daocheng straightened his body, and said in a dignified tone: "The Ling family first produced a Ling Tianyang, and now this Ling Hantian's potential is probably not much better than Ling Tianyang's."

Having said this, Bi Dao deliberately paused, looked at Shui Qingrou's face, and continued: "I suspect that the origin of the Ling family may not be simple?"

"Since this is the case, why didn't Elder Bi send someone to investigate."

Bi Daocheng looked a little embarrassed, "Since Ling Tianyang appeared, I have sent people to Tianyan City to investigate. I only know that Ling Hantian and Ling Tianyang seem to be in the same boat, but I haven't been able to obtain any substantive information about the others."

Speaking of this, Bi Daocheng slightly raised his voice, and said: "Judging from the strength that Ling Hantian has shown so far, I have reason to suspect that he has a great connection with the death of Tianxuan special envoy Gao Lianying."

Hearing this, Shuirou slightly trembled the hand holding the teacup, then concealed it without any trace, and said lightly: "Elder Bi, the Zongzong must have the majesty of the Zongzong. When dealing with the blood sword, we will It seems a little passive, if Ling Hantian is related to this matter, the Zongzong must produce enough evidence."

Bi Daocheng narrowed his eyes, looked at the water gently, pondered for a while, and said, "This is natural."

Naturally, Ling Hantian and the others were unaware of the conversations between the great figures in the martial arts arena.

After a short break, the battle continued like fire and tea.

In the No.15 group battle, Fujita Senming played against Huanwu.

Fujita Zhanming is quite depressed. So far, he has lost two games in a row, and what makes him feel most aggrieved is that he surrendered without a fight in both games!

This is simply a blow to confidence!

He even guessed whether Zongzong was deliberately targeting him. In the previous two battles, Qing Yun and King Bi Cheng were respectively arranged as his opponents.

Now the third battle is actually arranged for Huan Wu.

Fujita Senming really has the urge to scold his mother.

It is true that he knows the invisibility technique, but he is not a fool. The strength shown by Huan Wu in the battle with Jian Wuxue made him feel astonished. No confidence to win.

But if Fujita Zhanming still chooses to surrender without a fight in this battle, it may leave a shadow in his heart.

So no matter what, he must fight at this point, and must win, because he has been pushed to a dead end.

"Fujita Senming, right?"

Fujita Zhanming had just stepped onto the stage, and was about to perform the invisibility technique, but unexpectedly, the opposite Huanwu said, "You don't need to use your invisibility technique, it has no effect on me at all."

Hearing this, Fujita Zhanming really had the urge to vomit blood!

Huan Wu is despising him!

Fujita Zhanming was about to refute, but Huan Wu lifted Yu Xiao up, and slowly put it between the red lips.

With the same whistle, no miracle happened, and Fujita Zhanming was defeated without any suspense.

Fujita Senming lost all three games, even if he won all six games, he would have already lost the qualification to compete for the top three.

Ling Hantian concentrated on observing the process of Huanwu blowing the flute, confirming the realization in his heart with the flutter just now, but he still hadn't had time to digest it, and it was his turn to play again.

Ling Hantian faced off against Jian Wuxue.

There is no doubt about Jian Wuxue's strength. The current record is two wins and one loss, defeating Chi Huo and Meng Tuo respectively, and losing to Huan Wu.

Ling Hantian's current battle line is to win all three battles.

This is the fourth fight between the two.

"Ling Hantian, are you going to use your top fire?"

As soon as Jian Wuxue came up, he asked.

Ling Hantian shook his head, took out the Great Pass Saber from the Sumeru Ring, and said flatly: "I know your sword is extremely fast, so I want to compare with you, is your sword faster or my sword is faster .”

When Ling Hantian said this, the audience was moved!

Ling Hantian actually gave up his greatest advantage again, choosing to compare his speed with Jian Wuxue.

You must know that when Jian Wuxue and Huan Wu fought, Huan Wu once said that Jian Wuxue's speed was the best under the artistic conception of wind.

In other words, if you are also a warrior who has not comprehended the artistic conception, it is basically impossible to be faster than Jian Wuxue.

"Haha, Ling Hantian, you actually want to compare my speed?"

Jian Wuxue smiled, and he slowly took out the black and white sword, and said proudly: "Are you sure your middle-grade treasure can hurt me?"

Naturally, Ling Hantian had already seen the rank of Jian Wuxue Black and White Sword, it was a high-grade treasure, extremely sharp, if it was a head-on attack, the Daguan Dao would definitely be injured by the Black and White Sword.

But what Ling Hantian compared with Jian Wuxue was speed!

"Dust-free step!"

Ignoring Jian Wuxue's doubts, Ling Hantian directly started Dacheng's dust-free step.

To be honest, Ling Hantian received a hint of the artistic conception of wind in the wind tunnel of the first knockout round, and he has never really displayed it until now.

And Jian Wuxue's speed is extremely fast, he just wants to use Jian Wuxue as his opponent, and apply the artistic conception of wind he has comprehended to actual combat.

This is because Jian Wuxue's strength is not strong, even if Ling Hantian has some awkwardness in the process of using it, he can still resist the opponent's attack with his strong strength.

As soon as Dacheng's dust-free steps came out, Ling Hantian's figure was unimaginably fast.

This made many people who doubted Ling Hantian's speed shut their mouths. This speed may not be much inferior to Jian Wuxue's.

"Haha, Ling Hantian, you really surprised me, you actually have such a speed!"

The speed Ling Hantian displayed naturally also aroused Jian Wuxue's fighting spirit. When the black and white sword moved, Jian Wuxue seemed to melt into the air, and the speed was extremely fast.

But what was even weirder was Ling Hantian. On the martial arts stage, an air vortex gradually condensed in front of countless Ling Hantian figures, like a vortex in the sea, and then a strange wind blew up on the martial arts stage.

Originally, objects running at high speed would generate wind, but the wind formed by the air vortex generated in front of Ling Hantian actually penetrated the defensive circle of the martial arts stage.

"How can there be wind blowing over the martial arts stage?"

Chi Huo looked at the situation on the martial arts stage, and asked with some doubts.

"The artistic conception of wind?"

Qingyun's face changed slightly, feeling the breeze overflowing from the martial arts stage, he looked at Ling Hantian on the martial arts stage with some surprise.

"Sword Wuxue is defeated."

Huan Wu's eyes also flashed a flash of surprise, this Ling Hantian actually comprehended the artistic conception of wind.

But what is strange is that the battle between Jian Wuxue and Ling Hantian has continued.

Many people didn't see any clues at first, until Jian Wuxue's angry curse came from the martial arts stage.

"Ling Hantian, don't run if you have the guts!"

Huan Wu shook his head, and murmured: "This Ling Hantian is so interesting, he actually used Jian Wuxue as a whetstone, but it's a pity that Jian Wuxue hasn't seen it until now, and thought Ling Hantian I have been avoiding him all the time, I am really a fan of the authorities."

"Huan Wu, how sure are you?"

Qing Yun took his eyes back from the martial arts stage, looked at Huan Wu and asked aloud.

(End of this chapter)