Chapter 148

"Ladies and gentlemen, the competition has not started yet. Please stand apart. The game won't start until you hear my orders, okay? " The host looked around the players and said with a smile.

The crowd nodded and did not say much, but retreated one after another to keep a distance.

After everyone had kept a distance, the host seriously reminded him: "everyone, this competition is a friendly match. We should pay attention to it until now, and we must not die! Do you understand? "

"Yes They all said in unison.

"Good!" With a smile, the host stepped back two steps and spat out two words:

"start!"

Peng!

As soon as the voice fell, a burst of sound suddenly rang through the platform. One of the ten contestants suddenly rushed out, like a ghost. Before the crowd could react, he had already taken a step and walked directly in front of one of the players!

Then, draw the sword!

Swing with the back of your sword!

"Peng" only heard a sound, the player was directly pumped down, embarrassed to roll to the stage, to the beginning and the end of the face is still at a loss.

He looked up and saw a tall and straight figure standing on the platform.

Wu Jing!

Hiss -

seeing this scene, all the people took a breath of cold air, and their eyes flashed beyond belief. This opening to now only a few breathing time, Wu Jing actually directly killed a person? Is this too quick?

The other players were also suppressed by Wu Jing's thunder method and stepped back one after another to keep a distance with him.

"One has been solved."

Wu Jing takes back the sword in silence, turns around and looks at the others coldly.

That pair of eyes, is a strong sense of war!

"You're good."

A voice began to ring, and suddenly a young man came out of the crowd, smiling at Wu Jing.

The man was in white, with a sword on his back and three words on his lapel:

tianhezong!

"Tianhe people?" Wu Jing frowned slightly and knew something about this clan.

Tianhe sect is a first-class imperial clan with numerous talents. If he can come to participate in this competition, he can be regarded as an outstanding one in Tianhe sect!

"It's good. I'm a monk in xiatianhe!" The man smile, said: "I heard that emperor has a lot of talent, so today I came specially, want to meet you, did not expect to meet a good opponent."

Speaking of this, Mo fan looked at the sword behind Wu Jing and said with a smile: "it's quite a coincidence. I also use the sword."

"Your sword is not as good as mine!"

Wu Jing spits out a few words coldly.

I'm quite confident about Jingxie sword spectrum.

"Is it?" Mo fan is not angry, indifferent way: "but this place is too noisy, need to be quiet."

After that, Mo fan suddenly touched his back.

He slowly pulled out his sword --

and at the moment when he pulled out the sword, it seemed that a very turbulent force suddenly came out around him, and the players around him seemed to be hit by a huge stone. Only listen to the "Peng" sound, all fly upside down and fall to the ground in confusion!

Hiss -

seeing this scene, people immediately took a breath of cold air.

"What did he just do?"

Ling Yuyao exclaimed, as if she could not believe her eyes.

This man did nothing but pull out his sword, but all the students around him flew out?

This What's the situation?

Don't say it's her. Even Luo Qingling and others on the side are all at a loss. They don't understand what happened just now.

"It's sword power!"

At this time, Yang Chen suddenly opened his mouth and said faintly:

"the so-called sword momentum is the rudiment of the sword meaning. Even if you don't need to wield the sword, you can exert pressure on the people around you by virtue of its momentum In fact, just as soon as he pulled out his sword, the sword had already swung out! "

Hearing this, people's faces changed.

If you don't pull out your sword, you've already done it?

What's the logic?

Yang Chen sighed, looked at Wu Jing on the stage, and said faintly: "this battle, Wu Jing is afraid to lose..."

He didn't expect that he would meet someone with sword power here. Although he had not yet fully cultivated the meaning of sword, it was quite rare.

……

At the moment, only Wu Jing and Mo fan are left on the stage.

"I don't know what you did just now, but it's impossible to win my Jingxie sword spectrum!" Wu Jing said, slowly pulling out the sword from behind.

The blade is sharp and the cold light is surging.

Let his whole person look more elegant!

"Jingxie sword spectrum?" Hear this name, that Mo fan pour is Leng for a moment, Mou son reveals the color of surprise, way: "you are the person of martial arts association?""So what?"

"Ha ha!" When he heard this, Mo fan laughed and said, "interesting! I've heard for a long time that Jingxie sword spectrum is the first sword skill in the Empire. I haven't had a chance to appreciate it before. I didn't expect to encounter it today! "

"I just don't know. Who is better than my Shura sword spectrum?"

Mo Fan said, holding the sword in his hand, visible to the naked eye, a strange black awn suddenly gushed from the sword, emitting a strong breath!

He stood still, holding his sword.

Clearly there is no wind, but clothes but crazy dance up.

As well as the surrounding sand and stone, it seems to feel the momentum and float up in a buzzing way.

"Broken!"

Seeing this, a voice came from the crowd.

"Brother Mo, is he going to use this move from the beginning?"

"It's the bottom of the box."

"Did you use it in the first scene?"

"Did he want to kill that man?"

Several disciples of Tianhe sect all changed their faces, as if thinking of something bad.

Hearing this, the elder also gave a bitter smile and shook his head and said, "Mo fan, the child, dreams of being able to understand the Jingxie sword spectrum. Now that he finally meets someone who will, how can he let go?"

"But he knows how to behave, and he won't make a fool of it..."

Hearing this, several disciples of Tianhe sect opened their mouths and didn't say what they wanted to say.

……

"Play tricks!" Wu Jing frowned. When he spoke, he waved his sword in his hand and roared away at the other side.

A blue sword, in the air suddenly turned into a ferocious dragon, majestic!

"Startle the dragon!"

Whoosh

As soon as the voice fell, the dragon, which was transformed by the sword spirit, immediately roared at the opposite Mo fan.

However, before the Dragon touched Mo fan, the other side suddenly made a strange move.

The sword was raised high, and then with a "bang" sound, it was inserted into the ground.

Hum -

in a flash, a strong momentum suddenly appeared on the whole high platform.

And in this momentum, the startled dragon suddenly burst out of cracks, the next moment, only listen to the "Peng" sound, crash!

At the same time, Mo fan's back

Suddenly appeared a white hair floating, red body of the Shura ghost!

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