Martial World's
Ch 257 - Thunder Shield
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The last of the 20 people was naturally Lin Ming.
Compared to the 19 disciples in front of him, Lin Ming was extremely ordinary. He comes from an ordinary family and lives an ordinary life. Yet Lin Ming aroused an enormous interest from everyone.
In particular, the upper echelons of the Seven Profound Valleys. They had already been informed of all of Lin Ming's information. For a 16-year-old to have such a performance at the Total Martial Faction Meeting is rare even in the last 200 years!
At this moment, the sun had not yet risen. Dawn was imminent, yet there was already a crowd of people gathered in the Seven Valleys' Great Hall square '.
The various elders of the small sects in the Seven Profound realm, the 16 leaders of the martial cultivation family group, the various Martial House Masters and nobles from the 36 countries, and other great figures gathered in the square. Each of these characters would be a great figure if placed in a small country; their own existence would result in the admiration of millions. But here, these people were not even allowed to sit in the front row, let alone go to the Great Hall.
"The Total Martial Faction Meeting this year should have had the most skilled disciples in the last nearly three centuries!" Amongst the audience, the Huoluo Nation Martial House, Master Luo was sipping tea. As the Martial House Master of a large country, he had been given preferential treatment. He had a table next to him, tea to drink, and also some dried fruit to eat.
"Hehe, definitely. Didn't Divine Phoenix Island send an envoy? They actually gave face to our Seven Profound Valleys. Normally Peacock Mountain brags, but they never had someone from a fourth-grade sect attend their own Martial Meeting! ”
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“Hm, I don't know. Hey, what rank do you think Wang Mu of the Huoluo Nation will reach? ”
"Uh ..." The sudden question caused Martial House Master Luo to almost choke on her tea. Wang Mu eventually failed to enter the second level, and what depressed him the most was that the Huoluo Nation also had to compensate with their Seraphic Pond …
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The sun finally began to rise on the horizon. The referee of the final tournament was already standing in the middle of the martial stage. This person had a cultivation at the middle Xiantian realm, and was also one of the Core Court elders of the Seven Profound Valleys.
“I will not repeat the rules of their – competition equal to the group stage qualifiers. There were 30 people in the first-tier finals. Everyone will have at least 29 games. Those with the fewest points would eventually face a challenge from those in the second tier with the most points. This means that you may or may still be in the top 30.
"Now, let the final begin!"
The voice of the old referee was very loud and clear; the entire mountain valley resounded with his voice.
"Lin Ming, do your best and strive hard to enter the top 10. If you are dealing with an opponent that you cannot defeat, do not try to be brave and hurt. '' Qin Ziya repeatedly advised Lin Ming as they headed to the contestant waiting room. Despite breaking the rules to kill or cripple your opponent, if the strength of the two contestants is similar, then they should fight with everything they have. In such a situation it would be very difficult to control one's strength, and it was not uncommon to be severely injured.
"I understand . ”
Lin Ming moved towards the contestant lounge and sat patiently on the chair. The first match starts soon. A core disciple and an unseeded performer walked on the stage. Although this was a fierce competition between two individuals, the audience seemed to be slightly disappointed, they most wanted to watch the match between the live disciples.
As the battle on stage was going on, Lin Ming saw a very handsome and handsome man walking over to him. This stylish and suave man held a fan, and had a hint of a sinister smile on his face.
Lin Ming furrowed his brows, he did not recognize this person.
"Are you Lin Ming?"
"Yes!"
"I am Ouyang Zifeng, a core disciple of the Acacia Seven Profound Valley Faction. ”
"I don't think I know you?"
“... It does not matter whether you know me or not, it is enough that I know you. Because of you, my little brother will miss the opportunity to participate in this important Total Faction Martial Meeting. ”
As this handsome young man said this, Lin Ming suddenly recalled back to his time in the Desert Flower Hall. He had been eating with Qin Xingxuan when the fight happened. In the end, he used Samsara's martial intent to injure the Acacia Faction disciple whose last name was also Ouyang. So it seems like he is this little brother.
However, at that moment Lin Ming was actually very easy on her. The reason that Ouyang Ziyun had been injured so badly was because he could not control his own abilities – Purple Flame Bone Lance. After his ability was broken, the true essence he gathered caused a backlash that resulted in him being injured.
Feeling Ouyang Zifeng's sharp and sharp hostility, Lin Ming coldly said, "The reason that your sister was injured was so pitiful was because she tried to use an ability that she could not control and was attacked by her own counterattack. It has nothing to do with me. ”
“It has nothing to do with you? Huh, if not for you attacking him, how could my sister lose control of her Purple Flame Spear !!? ”
"Then what are you saying is that I should stick out my neck and let your sister attack me as she pleases? What if I am not strong enough and cannot deal with the Purple Flame Bone Lance? Will I not be burned to ashes? In the Desert Flower Hall, I didn't even bother him or provoke him, yet he had to use the Purple Flame Bone Lance that he couldn't control to kill me. If he really kills me, then the harshest punishment will be punished for a month or two. But if I kill him, then I have to pay with my life. How arrogant and domineering you seven Great Valley disciples are! ”
Ouyang Zifeng laughed ferociously and said, “This world is only determined by strength! The strong make the rules! I'm stronger than you, so I made the rules! "
"You think you're stronger than me?"
“You will know soon. Our match is the fourth, it will start soon! ”Ouyang Zifeng said as he turned around and stepped away. He had already seen the schedule of the competition before, and knew that he would meet Lin Ming in the first round.
By the time Ouyang Zifeng left, the match on stage was already over.
"The second match, Zhang Yanzhao versus Yan Yandong!"
When the voice of the referee fell, the attendees who came from the 16 martial cultivation families let off cheers. Zhang Yanzhao was the last representative of all 16 martial families. During this Total Faction Martial Meeting, he had reached the top 20; he had a great chance of reaching the top 10!
His opponent Yan Yandong had already lost two matches in the second group stage. Against someone who was still undefeated, even though the match was not over yet, the result was already expected.
Cha!
Zhang Yanzhao took out a thick sword that he had tied to his back. Yan Yandong took out a small array flag. As he waved it, a hundred golden symbols flew into the air.
"Satan Locking Array!"
The golden symbol flew towards Zhang Yanzhao like a swarm of locusts. Zhang Yanzhao took a sudden step forward, and his entire body exploded with a voice, "Dragon Tiger Slayer!"
His sword slashed, its momentum like a dragon and a tiger. The true essence surrounding him in the air was stirred together like a raging storm of destruction, and the golden symbols flying through the air were like snowflakes falling into their – furnaces instantly crumbled!
The peng!
The first saber attack destroyed Yan Yandong's ranks, and the second saber attack destroyed Yan Yandong's body's true essence protection. The aftermath of the attack was enough to make Yan Yandong angrily retreat.
The true essence protection of Yan Yandong's body had been shattered apart, but he himself was not injured at all. Clearly, the level of power control that Zhang Yanzhao possessed was extraordinary.
The difference in their strength was too great.
"Zhang Yanzhao is really ferocious!"
"I think that our 16 martial families Zhang Yanzhao are no worse than direct disciples of the Seven Factions!"
"Five steps? Heh, I really want to laugh! You, the Seven Profound Valleys students boasted to the point of not knowing what you were talking about. ”
"Wait and see for yourself, then don't end up crying!"
The Seven Profound valley disciple pursed his lips and did not speak any further.
In the third game, nothing matters.
The fourth match, Lin Ming against Ouyang Zifeng!
Ouyang Zifeng was the third ranked disciple of the Acacia Faction, and he was also undefeated from the group stages.
Lin Ming was naturally invincible as well. But, in the opinion of the general audience, Lin Ming might be a genius, but the difference between him and one of the seven direct disciples was simply too great. During the qualification stage, Lin Ming had defeated Jing Chanyu in two moves. However, this did not really give rise to anyone's opinion of him. After all, Jing Chanyu didn't have many chances to end up in the top 20. Thus, defeating Jing Chanyu didn't mean much.
However, the upper echelons of the Seven Profound Valleys were watching this match with full attention, eyes glued to the stage. They were looking forward to seeing Lin Ming in action. This Lin Ming is too young!
In particular, the Seven Valleys Profound Valley Master Shi Zongtian had ordered an investigation into the entire last three generations of the Lin Ming family. After receiving the report back, Shi Zongtian was simply shocked from his mind. Lin Ming actually came from a very ordinary background, and he was a common martial artist. It was truly unimaginable that he could obtain such an incredible result!
After Ouyang Zifeng walked on the stage, many disciples started cheering, especially the female disciples who did not have much martial arts talent, he said, they shouted until their voices were raucous and could not scream anymore. Because of their limited martial talent, they had always dreamed of marrying a core disciple. However, the core disciples of the Sword Faction and the Refiner Faction pursued their martial arts paths wholeheartedly, and most were not captivated by the pleasures of the flesh. There was no chance that these girls could attract any of them. Thus the disciples of the Acacia Faction were the most sought after.
Compared to Ouyang Zifeng, there were far fewer cheers for Lin Ming. There were not many students from 36 countries present.
Ouyang Zifeng and Lin Ming stood 100 feet apart from each other.
Ouyang Zifeng sneered and said, "I heard that you can control the power of thunder. I'd advise You not to try and hide any cards in Your hand, and use any moves You have when You can. If not, you won't have a chance to do so. ”
“I never meant to hide any cards. I only use what I need when I need to. ”
“Haha, you are also arrogant beyond arrogant! As of now, there was only one person who had managed to force me to use my sword. I wonder if you also have the ability to force me to use my sword? ”
As Ouyang Zifeng said this, he traced his spatial ring and took out a blue-colored long sword. The sword was inserted into a sheath made of snake skin. It looked simple, but it emitted an extremely light true essence fluctuation. Clearly, this scabbard was some kind of incredible treasure.
Lin Ming faintly smiled. Forcing You to draw Your Sword? Let's see if you can force me to draw my spear!
Martial intent samsara!
Lin Ming's eyes suddenly turned into two black vortexes. He tried to reach a deeper understanding of the Samsara martial intent. Even if he did not expect Samsara's martial intent to defeat his opponent, he would still use it to gain more insight into his martial intent.
Ouyang Zifeng had already guessed that Lin Ming would use a soul attack. With a sneer, the sword sheath in his hand began to tremble violently, and the sound of roaring ghostly cries started to come out. A large number of green ghosts suddenly emerged from the sword and circled around Ouyang Zifeng. These ghosts seemed to be formed from the cold air, as if they were enough to freeze one's soul.
As Lin Ming's soul attack struck, it was completely blocked by these ghosts.
Peng peng!
When a ghost is trapped by a soul attack, it expands like a balloon and then breaks apart. But when this ghost dies, a new ghost will appear to take its place. Lin Ming had killed over a dozen ghosts with his first attack, but he still could not hurt Ouyang Zifeng.
"Huh! Even though the strength of my soul force is inferior to yours, your soul attacks are useless against me! These ghosts are condensed from the Yin Qi that I have perfected in my body. Every time you disperse one, they will just re-enter my body. Once they are nurtured by my true essence, they will change without end!
“If you can only use soul attacks, then you really let me down. ”
As Ouyang Zifeng said this, purple flames began to cover his entire body, as if his body was immersed in hell. These flames leaped dozens of feet high, and before long Ouyang Zifeng was completely enveloped in them. What was strange was that this purple flame did not ignite any heat. Instead, it emitted bone cold energy. The tile under Ouyang Zifeng's feet started to freeze, spreading with him in the middle.
"Purple Flame Bone Lance ..." Lin Ming easily recognized this ability. Back in the Desert Flower Hall, Ouyang Ziyun also moved this move, and thus he suffered a huge loss.
“My brother used the Purple Flame Bone Lance and was defeated by you. Now, I will let you take a good look today and the true strength of the Purple Flame Bone Lance! ”
The purple flames on Ouyang Zifeng's arm condensed into a purple bone spear. From there, the sound of the cries of ghosts and tormented spirits resounded out. With Ouyang Zifeng's cultivation, he was able to display the true abilities of the Purple Flame Bone Lance.
"Dead!"
Huuu–!
The bone spear shot out, as fast as lightning! A blurry flame followed in his path, creating a purple flame tail shadow that trailed! The sound of a loud explosion pierced through the air mixed with the sound of a crying ghost, scratching the eardrums of those nearby.
Sou!
Lin Ming directly pierced the bone spear!
The audience did not even have time to respond. Ouyang Zifeng smiled grinningly. Do you want to avoid this step? You are too naive!
'The 'Lin Ming' that was pierced by the bone spear suddenly disappeared into the shadows, it was just an afterimage. At the same time, the bone spear suddenly changed direction, chasing after Lin Ming's shadow!
"Share!"
Ouyang Zifeng shouted, and suddenly the bone spear split into 12 shards. These 12 mini bone spears pierced towards Lin Ming from all angles of their – were inevitable!
"Ahh—!" The martial artists from the 36 countries could not help but shout with worry. Qin Ziya was even more nervous, his hands clenched together until they were white. In this level of confrontation, any involuntary movements and a person can be severely injured or even paralyzed!
Peng peng peng!
12 mini purple bone fire spears simultaneously struck Lin Ming, and a huge pile of purple flames screeched into the sky; it was like a purple rose blooming beautifully!
Ouyang Zifeng's lips curved in a dark smile. All of the martial artists from the 36 countries nervously waited with their breaths subsiding.
Qin Xingxuan's hands were covered with sweat; what Lin Ming's strength limit looked like, he had no idea.
However, after the purple flames disappeared, Ouyang Zifeng's smile faded with them.
Lin Ming firmly stood on the martial stage, even his clothes were not on fire. All around his body, huge electric purple snakes crackled as they wriggled around his body, dancing, twining, completely surrounding him.
Ouyang Zifeng's face suddenly sank.
To use the power of thunder as a shield !?
If Lin Ming could use the power of thunder to block the Purple Flame Bone Lance, then it proved that the fusion compatibility of Lin Ming Thunder Yuan Qi had reached an extremely high level. It was enough to break his Yin Qi and threaten him.
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