Chapter 81: Spirit Snake Magic Sword
The martial arts competition continued.
Nie Tian carefully observed every match that followed, but no one worthy of his attention appeared.
"Preliminary, Group 1, Match 16, No. 17, vs. No. 30." The gray-robed warrior announced on the martial arts competition stage.
"No. 30, it's me!" Qiu Ling'er reacted, her face was excited, not nervous at all, but a little excited.
On the contrary, Qiu Shan was very nervous and said, "Miss Ling'er, don't be stubborn, fight if you can, and admit defeat if you can't."
"Uncle Qiu Shan, I understand." Qiu Ling'er nodded.
"I believe Sister Ling'er will win." Nie Yurou held Xiaoguai, looked up at Qiu Ling'er, and said seriously.
"Yeah." Qiu Ling'er nodded heavily, then walked out.
"Miss Ling'er is very strong, as long as she doesn't meet a ninth-level Yuanling warrior, she has the strength to fight." Nie Tian looked at Qiu Ling'er's back and said lightly.
Nie Tian had sensed that Qiu Ling'er was at the third level of Yuan Ling, but her Yuan Ling was a sword spirit, and a very powerful sword spirit.
Nie Tian estimated that Qiu Ling'er's Yuan Ling qualification was around the fifth level.
Sword spirits are not power-type Yuan Lings. Qiu Ling'er was able to pass the strength test with the strength of the third level of Yuan Ling, which shows that her sword spirit qualification is not bad.
Qiu Shan nodded slightly. With Nie Tian's words, he felt much more at ease.
However, when Qiu Shan saw Qiu Ling'er's opponent on the martial arts competition stage, his face froze.
"Qin Feng?" Qiu Shan's eyes widened and he couldn't help but lose his voice.
He didn't expect that Qiu Ling'er was so unlucky that the first opponent she met was Qin Feng.
Qin Feng was at the ninth level of Yuan Ling and a seed student of the Rookie King.
Qiu Ling'er could never be his opponent.
"Miss Ling'er, come down quickly. Don't fight anymore. Just admit defeat." Qiu Shan stepped forward and shouted to Qiu Ling'er.
Qiu Linger looked back and was stunned, then smiled and said, "Uncle Qiu Shan, it's okay, believe me."
Qiu Linger was very confident in herself and didn't seem to be afraid of Qin Feng.
Qin Feng had seen Qiu Linger with Nie Tian, Jin Dabao and others a long time ago, and had already made up his mind. He sneered, "Uncle, the one who wants to compete is her, not you, can you care so much?"
"I can care if I want to, what does it have to do with you!" Qiu Shan saw Qin Feng's sinister look, and panicked. He suddenly jumped onto the martial arts arena and grabbed Qiu Linger, "Linger, listen to me, we admit defeat."
"Uncle Qiu Shan, I won't admit defeat." Qiu Linger insisted stubbornly.
"Do you want to admit defeat?" At this time, the gray-robed warrior from the Tyrannical Cloud Academy spoke. He suddenly stepped forward, slightly tilted his body, and threw a powerful force over, directly knocking Qiu Shan off the martial arts arena.
Qiu Shan fell from the martial arts arena and almost fell, but fortunately he was supported by Nie Tian.
The gray-robed warrior stared at Qiu Shan coldly and scolded: "You are not a contestant and you are not qualified to step onto the martial arts arena. Considering that this is your first offense, I will spare you. If you dare to step onto the martial arts arena next time, don't blame me for being ruthless."
"Thank you for your mercy, young man." Qiu Shan was not injured, and the black-robed warrior did not use any cruel force.
The gray-robed warrior said coldly: "You must admit defeat under the martial arts arena. She has already stepped onto the martial arts arena. It's too late to admit defeat."
"Alas!" Qiu Shan knew that the matter was irreversible and couldn't help but sigh.
Qiu Ling'er knew Qiu Shan was worried about her, but she was not nervous. Instead, she said confidently, "Uncle Qiu Shan, don't worry. I'm fine."
Jin Dabao saw Qin Feng's bad look and said, "Qin Feng, you'd better not hurt Ling'er, otherwise I will never let you go."
"Really?" Qin Feng sneered, with a look of disdain on his face, and said provocatively, "I want to know why Young Master Jin won't let me go."
"Fatty, shut up. This lady hasn't lost yet." Qiu Ling'er rolled her eyes at Jin Dabao, looking unconvinced.
Jin Dabao wanted to say something, but was stopped by Nie Tian.
Nie Tian said, "Don't affect her mentality. She has confidence and must have something to rely on. We just need to believe in her."
In addition to strength, mentality is also very important for warriors to fight.
If you are afraid before the battle, even if your strength is higher than your opponent, you will definitely lose.
Nie Tian saw that Qiu Ling'er was a very spiritual girl. Although she was a little stubborn, she was not the kind of ignorant and foolish person.
Since she dared to step onto the martial arts competition stage, she must have something to rely on.
"Are you done with your nonsense? I'm going to take action." Qin Feng smiled coldly and prepared to attack.
Although Jin Dabao and Qiu Shan were worried, they had no choice but to take a step back and look at the martial arts competition stage nervously.
Because Qin Feng was on the stage, many people watched this game.
Qiu Ling'er looked at Qin Feng, her pretty face slowly turned cold, and gradually revealed a terrible calmness.
Qin Feng smiled disdainfully and said, "Little sister, don't worry. I am a person who cherishes women and will not kill you. I will only destroy your Yuanmai."
"Hmph!" Qiu Ling'er raised her snow-white chin, revealing a stubbornness, "Do you have that ability?"
"Zheng!" She raised her arm, and a slender sword appeared behind her, sharp and agile, like a little snake, extremely flexible.
The Spirit Snake Phantom Sword, this is Qiu Ling'er's Yuanling.
"The Spirit Snake comes out of the cave!" Qiu Ling'er knew that Qin Feng was very strong, so the first move was not a strong attack, but a test move.
The Spirit Snake Phantom Sword made a sword flower in the air, the sword body bent a few times, and a phantom gushed out.
Qin Feng stood firmly in place, without moving, his eyes fixed on the Spirit Snake Phantom Sword Yuanling behind Qiu Ling'er.
Just when the phantom sword phantom was about to attack Qin Feng, a powerful force suddenly burst out from behind him. With just a slight movement, the phantom sword phantom immediately collapsed.
The Spirit Snake Phantom Sword seemed to be suddenly stimulated and suddenly retreated.
Qin Feng was a Yuanling ninth-level strength, while Qiu Ling'er was only a Yuanling fourth-level strength. The difference in strength between the two was too great, and Qin Feng's Tyrant Hammer Yuanling was not weaker than the Spirit Snake Phantom Sword Yuanling at all, so in a head-on confrontation, Qiu Ling'er was no match at all.
Nie Tian nodded gently in the audience, thinking to himself: "The advantage of the Spirit Snake Phantom Sword Yuanling is its agility. If Qiu Ling'er can show this spirituality, there may be a surprise."
Nie Tian certainly knew that no matter how agile Qiu Ling'er was, she could not be Qin Feng's opponent, but if she could perfectly exert her agility, she would at least have the power to protect herself.
Qin Feng repelled Qiu Ling'er with one move and said jokingly: "Little sister, is this all your strength? Then I have to take action."
"Is it your turn to take action?" Qiu Ling'er shouted, put her hands together, and rushed forward. The Spirit Snake Phantom Sword turned in the air, and the sword tip surged with Yuanli, attacking Qin Feng.
"Snake dances in the green waves!" Qiu Ling'er made another move without reservation, and the Spirit Snake Phantom Sword, swift and sharp, stabbed in the air.
As soon as the sword move came out, seven sword shadows immediately appeared, attacking Qin Feng together.
"Is that all?" Qin Feng smiled coldly, and the Overlord Hammer Yuanling blasted out.
At this moment, something strange happened.
The seven sword shadows suddenly turned in the air and turned into forty-nine phantoms.
The phantoms were connected layer by layer, interlocking with each other, and actually formed a green water curtain, like a waterfall, pressing towards Qin Feng.