Chapter 238 --Desperate Hu Xiaolong
Lin Yuan has been observing some mixed Yuan disciples around him to see how strong they are.
Li Yun is indeed very strong. So far, no one has been able to hold out ten moves from his hands. He is like a swordsman in ancient times, with agile movements and rapid force. One move contains a thunderous artistic conception, which makes people afraid.
Such a situation lasted about three or four rounds of competition. Finally, someone chose to admit defeat, and he was also a young master. Other people did not show contempt for this. Li Yun's strength was obvious to all, and there was no falsehood. What made them a headache was that Li Yun's moves opened up. I like to force my opponent to confront him.
In this way, no matter how strong the body is, the bones and muscles are sore, which will inevitably affect the subsequent competitions. What surprise them is that Li Yun's swordsmanship is also strange and difficult to capture. This is also a good disciple of Lin Yuan's swordsmanship so far.
Compared with Li Yun, Wang Jiamin, a disciple who had just lost, was much harder. After four rounds of the game, he actually lost two games and won two games, which was considered normal.
He can't be blamed for losing two games. The opponent's strength is more than one and a half higher than his. Even if he plays at an excellent level, there is no hope of winning. As for winning those two games, it was not easy. The first game was more than 200 rounds to win or lose. The second game was evenly matched. No, Wang Jiamin wanted to be slightly inferior to the other side. At the beginning of the game, she had been beaten. By more than 400 rounds, Wang Jiamin grabbed the opponent's flaws, thundered back, completely reversed the situation and won. Final victory.
I have to say that in this early competition, the competition of the whole Wuzong can be said to be the most fierce one in years, and various talented disciples emerged.
"This session is not only the heyday of the innate ranking monument competition, but also the heyday of our young generation of Wuzong!" In the first row of the audience, Wu Tian, the patriarch of Wu, sighed.
Shangguan Qingshui, the head of the West Courtyard next to him, nodded, "Aside from Wu Xiao and Duan Meng, two old young masters, Li Yun, Xiao Chu, Shangguan Waner and Sun Ming, have all grown up. Coupled with Lin Yuan, an immortal genius, it can be called the rare heyday of Wuzong in a hundred years."
"One of the seven people, Wu Xiao is not the second person to think that he is already one step away from the peak of the mixed yuan. The other six people, who do you think has more hope of promotion?"
Shangguan Qingshui, the head of the West Courtyard, pondered for a moment, "First of all, Duan Meng, followed by Xiao Chu Li Yun. The others are about the same strength. It's hard to say. As for Lin Yuan, this disciple seems to be different. He can't see clearly. What has he always covered it up with?" Shangguan Qingshui finished saying and looked at Song Changqing, the head of the South Courtyard. The direction seems to be flashing something.
"It's almost the same as I thought. Let's wait and see!"
"Oh! Lin Yuan's game has begun.
The two stopped talking and looked at the three groups of martial arts competition.
On the martial arts stage.
Lin Yuan stood 30 meters away from his opponent, and his opponent was none other than Hu Xiaolong, a disciple of the court.
"Lin Yuan, don't think that you can easily defeat me if you have defeated me before. For this ranking competition, I have prepared a lot of unique moves." Hu Xiaolong is very afraid of Lin Yuan.
If he is another contestant, he will not talk too much and foolishly tells the other party about the unique skills he has prepared. However, in the face of Lin Yuan, Hu Xiaolong does not dare to be careless at all. He hopes that the other party will shrink in the battle when he knows that he has hidden unique tricks. It's messy.
Lin Yuan laughed secretly. How could he not know Hu Xiaolong's mind? Of course, this method seems simple, but it is actually quite practical. Unfortunately, he used the wrong object.
"Well, if you say so much, the game will be over soon. Let's take action!" Lin Yuan decided to make a quick decision in his heart. He was really not interested and bored with Hu Xiaolong, because the other party and himself were not at the same level at all.
"You!"
Hu Xiaolong's face turned red, and Lin Yuan's impatient tone made him furious. Since when will Hu Xiaolong be looked down upon?
The main thing is that he prepared words for so long and was ignored by the other party, which made Hu Xiaolong very angry and angry.
"Blue Shadow Claw: Kill the Broken Wolf!"
With a roar, Hu Xiaolong's true qi ran to the limit. Hu Xiaolong's true qi stretched out from his body like the wings of an eagle, and then a huge Zhenyuan claw came out of the air, emitting an ancient evil breath.
Bow!
With a flash of sword light, Hu Xiaolong's claws were directly broken, and Lin Yuan forced Hu Xiaolong step by step.
"Damn."
Hu Xiaolong was shocked. Although he knew that this blue shadow claw could not stop Lin Yuan's counterattack, it was still beyond his expectation that he was defeated in an instant, and his heart beat violently.
Hu Xiaolong was a little panicked, but when he saw Lin Yuan slowly coming to him step by step, his panic was replaced by anger. It was really too arrogant. Do you really think I can do nothing about you?
A long sword appeared in an instant, rolling up the space ripples, making the whole space begin to tremble. The strong Zhenyuan actually affected the surrounding space. It can be seen that Hu Xiaolong's strength at this time.
With his right foot stepping forward heavily, Hu Xiaolong clenched his fists and blasted out of the middle road. The violent Zhenyuan was arranged in a unique and strange route and poured all into the sword front. The next moment, the terrible sound of the sword sounded.
"Lin Yuan, the last time Fenglan's swordsmanship was not successfully practiced. This time, I practiced Fenglan's swordsmanship to achieve great success. I see how you can resist it." Hu Xiaolong roared, and the sword in his hand had emitted a cold air.
"Fenglan Swordsmanship - Frozen the World!"
"See how you block..." Before Hu Xiaolong finished speaking, Hu Xiaolong's expression stiffened. In his sight, the unique coldness formed by Fenglan's swordsmanship. In his vision, before he reached Lin Yuan's side, he was cut into two pieces by Lin Yuan's sword and turned into nothingness. Then, the dazzling sword light filled his eyes and he could not see anything.
Poo!
The body protection was broken, and Hu Xiaolong flew directly back and hit the silver-white light curtain.
One sword - second kill!
Seeing this scene, the disciples of the courtyard didn't look good. Hu Xiaolong lost too fast, which caught them off guard, but Lin Yuan's progress shocked them even more.
When fighting six months ago, Lin Yuan still needed to rely on skills to fight with Hu Xiaolong. Now in just over half a year, his cultivation is not only impenetrable, but also his combat effectiveness has advanced by leaps and bounds. One thousand miles, he defeated Hu Xiaolong, who was in the early realm of the mixed yuan with one sword.
In addition, Lin Yuan's move just now, even some inner disciples didn't see how it was issued, and they broke Hu Xiaolong's sword move so easily.
The Fenglan swordsmanship just performed by Hu Xiaolong is also regarded as the top swordsmanship of the North Court. In that move just now, even if the warriors have reached the middle of the mixed century, it will take a lot of effort to take this move, not to mention Lin Yuan in the middle of Naling six months ago.
In fact, they know very well that Lin Yuan, who just now, must not exert his best.
"Hu Xiaolong lost unjustly and was not at the same level at all." Master Wu seemed to see something, frowned and glanced at Lin Yuan.
Sun Tianyou, the head of the North Courtyard next to him, also frowned and said nothing. Only Song Changqing smiled and nodded from time to time.
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