Chapter 11 Leng Qian

As soon as the confrontation situation came out, the seventh team sighed and looked at Lu Ping with regretful eyes, with an expression of "you are at the end of your luck, senior", Lu Ping felt it clearly. Li Cheng and his like are even more directly gloating.

Shi Lingling, who was wearing a fiery red gauze, walked up to Lu Ping at some point, "giggling" and said with a smile: "Tenth Junior Brother, come on, I'm optimistic about you!"

Lu Pingping's ears were red when he said a word, and the disciples next to him burst into laughter.

Yao Yong, the principal of the university, also came over and said, "Do your best, the strength of the younger brother is already quite extraordinary. Even if we lose this game, no one else can say anything."

Du Feng, the second senior, still did not speak, but nodded to Lu Ping as he walked by.

These three are the strongest in the seventh team, forming a small group of their own. If Shi Lingling hadn't challenged, the third senior would have long been in her pocket.

This time the three of them greeted Lu Ping together, obviously acknowledging Lu Ping's strength.

Leng Qian, the cultivation of the ninth level of blood refining, is even higher than Shi Lingling. The two are called "Shuangjiao" among the second-level disciples, because they are not only superb in cultivation, but also in their appearance. level.

There are nearly 1,000 second-level disciples, and only five disciples reached the late stage of blood refining before the age of fourteen. They were Lin Sheng from the first team and Leng Qian from the fourteenth team. Even though Leng Qian had just broken through the ninth level of blood refining for less than a year, it was clear that this person was strong.

Different from Shi Lingling's cheerfulness, Leng Qian has a solemn look on her face, giving people a feeling that strangers should not be approached. However, this expression made a group of disciples follow each other, vying to be courteous, but Leng Qian always had an attitude of ignoring her.

When Lu Ping came to the stage, Leng Qian, dressed in white, had already stood on the stage.

According to the rules, Lu Ping saluted: "Sister, please first!" Then he took out his top-grade magic soldier, made a starting gesture, and got ready.

Leng Qian also became a little curious. Seeing this disciple, who was called a "dark horse", was really different. Other disciples always had to give in a few words to herself when they came to the stage, with a fake expression. This one is good. Ready to fight.

She didn't know that the beauties in Lu Ping's memory had already seen too much, to the point of immunity. Although the beauties in front of her were eye-catching, Lu Ping had never liked women of the Shitai type.

When Leng Qian waved her hand, she held a top-ranked legal soldier's Jade Girl Sword in her hand. Between the waves, she used the "Ask Your Majesty" in the "Jade Girl Sword Technique", and a sword beam was hesitant and swept toward Lu Ping's right shoulder.

Lu Ping still used a set of "Blood-Bone Refining Swords" to resist. The two fought several moves. After testing, Leng Qian took the lead in attacking.

Lu Ping scolded secretly, and it was in the double "art" level of equipment and art. Today's genius is really worthless!

Looking at the girl in front of him who was about the same age as him, but whose cultivation was two layers higher than himself, Lu Ping's joy in comprehending the "art" realm suddenly turned into a puddle of water.

Lu Ping's being on the defensive seemed so natural to everyone.

Lu Ping was a little embarrassed now, and he could be said to be at a disadvantage in all aspects. Even if he issued two high-grade blood talismans in a row, he was just fighting for a breather, and he didn't even have a chance to fight back.

Just lost? Lu Ping was greatly unwilling.

As everyone knows, Leng Qian is also quite surprised now, even the disciples at the peak of the eighth level of blood refining who competed with him in the last battle did not persist under him for such a long time.

At first, I thought that this dark horse was just a lucky disciple, but now it seems to be somewhat unique, not to mention the double "art" realm of utensils and techniques that I learned at the seventh level of blood refining, which is the one who threw the blood talisman before. Judging from the timing, this person's grasp of the rhythm of the fighting technique is also quite accurate, even higher than himself.

Chen Xianchang of his own team once said that accurately grasping the rhythm of fighting is the basis for mastering the "situation" state, although this foundation is still 108,000 miles away from mastering the "situation" state.

But after all, it has the foundation of a tall building.

Could it be that he is not as good as this disciple of the seventh level of blood refining? Leng Qian gritted her teeth and looked at Lu Ping, who was at a disadvantage but still kept the rules and regulations. In the eyes of the audience watching the battle, Leng Qian meant to end the fight as soon as possible, and everyone's mood rose and cheered for Leng Qian in unison.

Just when everyone cheered Leng Qian one-sidedly, a beautiful shout came: "Lu Ping, come on!" There was a strong sense of dissatisfaction in the shout.

Everyone scolded, who is this, doing it against everyone, obviously looking for a trick!

Looking at the source of the voice, it was Shi Lingling who was wearing a red gauze. It turned out to be Sister Shi! For a time, the eyes of hundreds of horizontal eyebrows and cold eyes turned into gurgling water like the snow that met the sun, and the gentleness made people get goosebumps.

At this time, Shi Lingling was dripping with sweat, apparently just finished fighting. She dismissed everyone's eyes, and still shouted for Lu Ping.

It turned out that Shi Lingling met a veteran blood-refining ninth-level disciple in the fight. Although she did everything she could, the disciple was even more powerful, and finally she sacrificed a medium that only the ninth-level blood-refining cultivation can barely use. As for the artifact, Shi Lingling was defeated only by this, but was defeated by the top sixteen.

When she got off the stage, Shi Lingling came to Lu Ping when she learned that both Yao Yong and Du Feng had entered the top sixteen, but unexpectedly a group of people were cheering for Lu Ping, and she felt a little unhappy.

Looking at it again, Lu Ping's opponent is actually Leng Qian. This person is called "Shuangjiao" by himself, but his cultivation is one level higher than himself. This makes Shi Lingling, who is arrogant and arrogant, unwilling. Leng Qian has the chance to win again. She enters the top sixteen and has to push herself again, which makes Shi Lingling even more uncomfortable.

When everyone made a noise, the little girl's jealousy broke out, and Shi Lingling suddenly cheered Lu Ping up by herself regardless.

Leng Qian was a little anxious when she couldn't take Lu Ping for a long time. Seeing Lu Ping's watertight defense, she felt a headache.

Leng Qian knew that Lu Ping had a defensive magic weapon. She wanted to force the magic weapon out through fast attacks, so that she could defeat it calmly, but unexpectedly, Lu Ping was like water in a sponge. The more you thought he was dry, The more he can be squeezed by you, dripping water.

Leng Qian finally decided to use her own magic weapon to attack, but she didn't need to spend too much hands and feet, and she didn't only have one magic weapon.

A hammer-shaped magic weapon flew out from Leng Qian's storage bag, and instantly transformed into a length of more than ten feet, the size of a house, and pressed it towards Lu Ping, causing everyone in the audience to be amazed, and everyone looked at the weapon. , Looking at these delicate women again, I felt a bit out of place for a while, and even Shi Lingling looked at Leng Qian's magic weapon.

Lu Ping is in danger!