Chapter 313: Broken Arm Martial Soul
Chapter 313 Broken Arm Martial Soul
Leng Jianxiong is very famous in this disciple selection competition, because he has a fourth-grade Xuan-level martial arts. Before his brother Leng Aotian did not appear, he was the first-ranked existence on the primary disciple list. .
"How many inches do you think Leng Jianxiong can pull out?"
"I estimate at least ten inches or more!"
"..."
Many knowledgeable Tianjiao said with light flashing in their eyes.
Their natural way epee has the prestige of Feng Feng, and they understand it very clearly.
"Green Vine Martial Spirit!"
Leng Jianxiong shouted loudly, and the martial spirit was released, it was a green demon vine, and then Leng Jianxiong thought, the green demon vine, like a poisonous snake, spread out, from the sharp hilt of the epee, layered. The layers were wrapped, and in less than a breath, the entire sword body was wrapped.
"My green vine, for my purpose!"
Leng Jianxiong let out a loud shout again, and the green demon vine suddenly burst into bright green light.
Keng!
Keng!
Keng!
Accompanied by a sound, under the watchful eyes of the public, the sickly huge epee was constantly pulled out of the ground, one inch two inches three inches... It didn't stop abruptly until it was fourteen inches, letting the green vines pull frantically, This heavy sword does not move at all.
"Pull out fourteen inches from the ground and pass the assessment!"
The examiner shouted loudly.
Jiang Huang and other big figures in the stands had strange colors flashing in their eyes. With the help of their martial spirit, they pulled the epee Youfeng out fourteen inches. This grade of achievement was really good, and it was on par with those top geniuses. !
"I'm coming too!"
A coquettish shout suddenly sounded, and Hong Fu, who was ranked second in the primary apprentice list, rushed out, like a ball of flame, and landed on the giant sword. Hong Fu did not delay at all. On his arms, layers of flames flickered, apparently operating some kind of powerful secret technique, pulling back!
Klang-kang-kang-kang... a full thirteen inches!
Everyone around, seeing this scene, is full of brilliance, even Leng Jianxiong is slightly sideways, without using the martial arts, Hongfu can achieve such achievements, it is indeed powerful. But having said that, some people release their martial spirits, and I am afraid that they will not have any effect. For example, pen spirits, armored spirits, etc., cannot be pulled at all. Hongfu belongs to this category.
"Hey, interesting, let's see how I pulled out 20 inches today!"
"Hehe! Look how I hit you in the face!"
"..."
With the opening of the two geniuses, the atmosphere of the entire Sifang Dojo became hot. After all, these people are all arrogant figures, and they will not easily admit defeat or be easily convinced.
Seeing this scene, Jiang Huang's smile grew stronger and stronger.
Sure enough, with the development of the game, the arrogance of the audience began to change color one after another, and they no longer looked like they were full of confidence before.
Because apart from Leng Jianxiong and Hongfu, the best result among them was only nine inches!
This epee has a sharp edge, and it really lives up to its reputation!
At this moment, the envoy of the Flying Holy Land sneered and said: "The game has progressed here, and it is almost done. Now I will let Leng Aotian play, Fang Jian messenger, I hope that Qin Nan on your side will not refuse. war!"
After he finished speaking, he directly sent out a divine sense and did not enter Jiang Huangcheng.
Qin Nan frowned slightly. He didn't seem to have offended the messenger. Then he heard Fang Jian's explanation. His brows slowly loosened, and a flash of fighting intent suddenly burned in his eyes.
Leng Aotian?
It seems to be very powerful?
I hope you are as strong as possible, it will be interesting!
Qin Nan was sitting in the stands, his back was straight, his face was expressionless, and Gu Bo was not surprised. Many big people couldn't help but smack their tongues secretly. This calm and calm cultivation alone proves Qin Nan's origin. Bufan, but everyone knows that the blood in Qin Nan's body is gradually boiling, like a flame, waiting to erupt at any time!
More than half of the entire match had already been played. The original three hundred disciples had been eliminated by half. Those who were eliminated had no dissatisfaction on their faces and sighed. However, some did not lose their confidence, but their eyes became firmer.
At this moment, suddenly, a white Changhong rushes up from below, rushing straight to the top of the square Taoist platform, and let out a monstrous laughter.
"Hahaha, after a year, I finally set foot on this place again. This time, I will be the first!"
This person is a young man, wearing a white shirt, sword eyebrows and star eyes, with a strong self-confidence on his face, and a breath that has reached the peak of Wuwangjing.
"Leng Aotian! It's really Leng Aotian!"
A well-informed genius, his face changed slightly, and he shouted.
As soon as these words came out, countless geniuses changed color one after another.
"Leng Aotian, he is Leng Aotian? Such a powerful breath!"
"Hey, when I saw him last year, he only had the third-level cultivation of the Martial King Realm. Now a year has passed, and he is actually the peak!"
"Tsk tsk, I don't know how many inches this Leng Aotian can pull out and whether he is stronger than his younger brother."
"..."
Leng Aotian directly ignored the voices of the audience, his eyes fell directly on an assessment officer, and he shouted loudly: "How many inches is the number one ranking now?"
The examiner immediately said, "Leng Jianxiong, fourteen inches!"
"Leng Jianxiong 14 inches?" Leng Aotian's eyes crossed the crowd and landed on Leng Jianxiong's body, and burst into a laugh, "My brother, I didn't expect you to come to participate in this assessment this year, I didn't have it long ago. Did I tell you, I will show up in person this year, so I must be the first in this game! Why don't you listen? Or, do you want to challenge me?"
"Leng Aotian, no need to say more, draw your sword quickly, if I lose, I will be convinced!"
Leng Jianxiong said with a stiff face.
"This is what you said. Today I will let you know how big the gap is between you and me!"
Just as Leng Aotian finished his words, he stepped on his body, like a white rainbow, his toes landed on the giant sword, and from his body, five azure lights shone, and an ancient broken arm rose up, on the arm , entwined with countless ancient runes, constantly shining like a star.
"For a whole year, I communicated with martial arts, constantly explored its mysteries, and finally realized its mysteries! The universe is boundless, the broken arm is in the air, the hand has five fingers, and the five fingers cover the sky!"
Leng Aotian let out a long whistle, and the broken arm martial soul, with brilliant light, actually swelled up and turned into an ancient giant hand, with five fingers as thick as iron rods, holding the huge sword hilt instantly, facing the sky. pull.
boom! boom! boom!
A series of earth-shattering explosions resounded in an instant, and the entire Sifang Dojo actually shook violently at this moment, like an earthquake.
At this moment, everyone's expression changed!