Chapter 118 Thunder
Zhang Qingyuan stood quietly on the field, looking at Fu Hongtian who was like a thunderbolt rising and smashed down the field, his eyes were a little deep.
Kunou mid-term!
This is Fu Hongtian's current state!
More than a month ago, the Tenth Academy was compared.
Fu Hongtian was at the peak of the ninth level of Lingyuan in the early stage, and Zhang Qingyuan was only at the seventh level of Lingyuan.
two levels higher.
So the other party killed him with a single trick of Tianlei Hand, making Zhang Qingyuan not even able to react, and he was already a fiasco!
Now,
He has already successfully broken through to the middle stage of the eighth level of Lingyuan, and the other side has also been promoted to the middle stage of the ninth level of Lingyuan.
A whole weight difference.
However, compared with the last time, Zhang Qingyuan now has more means than before, not to mention the comprehension of artistic conception, the quasi-high-level magic weapon Xuanyuan body armor, followed by Dacheng and perfect basic boxing techniques and The basic sword stance and various means have been improved, so that Zhang Qingyuan's combat power has more than doubled compared to the previous month!
"Let me see how much the improvement has been in this period of time!"
Zhang Qingyuan is also clear,
In the face of Fu Hongtian, who has been promoted to the middle stage of the ninth level, his own odds of winning are extremely low.
but,
He still wants to try it!
More than a month ago, the person in front of him was still a giant mountain that could not be compared to him.
but now,
He is already qualified to stand in front of Fu Hongtian!
"Please!"
Zhang Qingyuan saluted Fu Hongtian in the Yuan Dynasty, his eyes were burning, as if he saw the target.
On the opposite side, Fu Hongtian, who was dressed in Tsing Yi, frowned slightly. He felt the fighting spirit of the other party that had become so arrogant for some reason. This kind of fighting spirit made him feel a little tired after this day's battle.
and,
Does this person seem familiar?
Fu Hongtian didn't think much about it.
Perhaps if he thought about it carefully, he would recognize this little character who was defeated in the Tenth Academy competition more than a month ago.
But he didn't think it was necessary.
No matter why the other party became so full of fighting spirit, he is not one of those trashy people who have no strength in cultivation, but he is just a small character, and he doesn't need to care at all.
He clasped his fists slightly towards Zhang Qingyuan as a courtesy.
"start!"
With the voice of the deacon referee falling,
choke!
Zhang Qingyuan on the field took the lead!
In a duel between monks, if the enemy with a high realm is preempted, relying on the opponent's combat power that is higher than his own, and crushed by the general trend, the monks on the weaker side will have no chance of turning over again.
It was Zhang Qingyuan who made the first move!
The sword-drawn art came out of its sheath,
For this battle, Zhang Qingyuan has been gathering momentum to raise his sword since the arena. At this time, the momentum of sword drawing has reached its peak!
Only a trill of gold and iron symphony could be heard, and the clear sword sound swept across the sky!
With the sword light blooming,
On the opposite side, Fu Hongtian only felt that the sky and the earth over the entire arena turned pale in an instant, as if the power of the sky and the earth was enveloped by the violent wind and rain.
The cold light is hard, reflecting the sky.
In an instant, he slashed more than ten feet and approached Fu Hongtian!
"Sword Intent?!"
Fu Hongtian didn't hide, or he couldn't hide anymore!
Since last night, Zhang Qingyuan has been preparing for today's battle, and even facing a cultivator in the early stage of the ninth level of Lingyuan who may be defeated with less than full strength today, he did not burst out with all his strength, using all the sword powers of that power. Save the aggregation.
Everything is for this battle!
The sword that condensed the peak power of Zhang Qingyuan's spirit, energy, and spirit,
In contrast, after eight battles, even though Fu Hongtian is still strong, both physically and mentally, he is already exhausted from the previous fierce battle.
can't escape,
But Fu Hongtian is not ready to hide!
"Do you think that you are the only one who understands the mood!"
"Just let you see the power that I have realized during this time!"
Fu Hongtian sneered, the long black hair behind him was windless,
The aura of the middle stage of the ninth level of spiritual essence exploded completely, and a qi machine as deep as the abyss was seen charging in all directions like a torrent and tsunami!
next moment,
Boom! ! !
Then Fu Hongtian was surrounded by a dazzling canopy of electric lights that exploded, like irregular electric snakes dancing wildly and cracking.
The beard was furious, and his whole person was set off like a god of thunder and lightning descended to the world!
A dazzling light erupted that everyone in the ring could not look directly at!
"Tian Lei Hand!"
With a palm shot, the overwhelming qi machine envoys the thunder, as if all the qi machines around the world were stirred up at this moment, becoming more violent than ever!
"The mood of thunder? No, I shouldn't have fully comprehended it! It can only be regarded as grasping the true meaning of the mood of thunder!"
The opposite Zhang Qingyuan saw this power, and his heart tightened.
Having comprehended the artistic conception of water, he is very familiar with this kind of power, and he is also more able to confirm the strength level of the opponent!
But even if it's just a ray of the true meaning of thunder, but with the strength of the opponent, the increase is obviously even more terrifying!
Layers of thunder gathered together, turning into a big hand of thunder in mid-air, and bombarded it in the direction of the sword light!
Boom! ! !
The power of the thunder is boundless!
A huge explosion, the violent Ling Yuan rolled up a violent shock wave visible to the naked eye on the ring, the dazzling light almost made everyone in the audience unable to open their eyes.
Under the terrifying impact, the entire arena seemed to be shaking.
The edge of the arena lit up around the ring, and the light curtain rising from the circle of the ring fluctuated.
The collision of two tricks,
It was evenly matched!
As the smoke dissipated,
Tear!
Thunder and lightning ripped apart the sky, bursting with dazzling rays of light.
The hard ring under Fu Hongtian's feet was cracked one by one, and the whole person shot out like a cannonball, turning into a thunder that ripped through the air. There was almost no time interval, and the thunder rolled towards Zhang Qingyuan in an instant. Attack!
The terrifying power of thunder, almost with the power of the thunder that destroys the world!
Zhang Qingyuan's complexion changed,
Cloudy Steps!
Dacheng's body technique and martial arts were displayed, and with the artistic conception of water, his body technique became more and more ethereal, and he quickly retreated back like a ghost of smoke and dust.
At the same time, with a sword in the air,
Dacheng's Yunshui thirteen-way sword unfolds, and the silver blade pulls the surrounding air, turning it into a majestic river and swirling water.
when! ! !
Fu Hongtian's figure was like a thunderbolt, and a thunderbolt flashed in the air. It was already bombarding the blade with violent force, making a stinging sound like a symphony of gold and iron.
this moment,
The violent thunder force collided with Zhang Qingyuan's perfect sword-style sword intent,
At the same time as the terrifying energy exploded, a rolling heat wave was set off, and the electric arcs that exploded the void wandered around the ground, like a flexible and terrifying electric snake biting and spreading in all directions.
Terrible!
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ps:
I don't feel anything today, so let's just watch the third watch for the time being, and the fifth watch tomorrow.
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