Forty consecutive cuts completed, one move kills instantly!
It¡¯s another half-quarter of an hour later.
Fifty consecutive cuts are completed, and the same move kills instantly!
This is because Ling Feng always lets the opponent make the first move, otherwise, this speed will be even faster!
"Oh my god, will he really become the second Linghu Yudao?"
"It's really unbelievable. This kid is more than ten years younger than his opponent! The gap of more than ten years seems to be completely non-existent!"
"Big brother! Big brother!"
As Ling Feng¡¯s winning streak grew, Jiang Xiaofan and the others¡¯ voices became louder and louder, while the warriors at Tianmang Fortress gradually fell into silence.
The masters on the Battle of the World Battle, which one is not fighting from blood and fire, and Ling Feng has achieved fifty consecutive victories in a row, and they are all spikes!
Under the stage, the girl in green clothes pursed her red lips and saw that after fifty battles, Ling Feng was still calm and calm.
She is beginning to understand now that Ling Feng¡¯s self-confidence stems from his proud strength!
She couldn't help but feel a little excited in her heart. However, when her eyes saw Linghu Yudao sitting on the high platform calmly, the feeling of excitement disappeared.
Ling Feng is indeed powerful, but no one can challenge Linghu Yu Dao's status.
He is the real myth, the one-step myth that everyone looks up to!
"The fifty-first episode! Jiang Yifan!"
The referee looked at Ling Feng with a strange light in his eyes. At this moment, even this referee with the strength of a peak king couldn't help but look at Ling Feng with admiration.
After all, Ling Feng is only twenty years old. Compared with the masters on the Hundred Battles Ranking, he is generally about ten years younger.
This is a gap of more than ten years!
It¡¯s hard to imagine how strong Ling Feng will be in more than ten years.
"Hmph, this Ling Feng is probably going to be in trouble. This Jiang Yifan is a master with close to king-level combat power!"
Xu Zhongda and the others almost had their eyes dropped when they saw Ling Feng win fifty games in a row. This time, they still didn't give up. They stared at the ring eagerly, looking forward to Ling Feng lying on the ring. moment.
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While the onlookers were talking about it, Jiang Yifan had already jumped onto the high platform.
Jiang Yifan's figure is slightly petite and not tall, but his eyes are extremely sharp. He is like a hidden sharp sword. Once it is unsheathed, it will be more difficult to deal with than those arrogant people.
"General Ling, please enlighten me!"
Jiang Yifan looked a little solemn and placed his right hand on the hilt of the sword.
Ling Feng's eyes lit up, and he immediately saw Jiang Yifan's moves, all in that moment with the sword.
Draw your sword, put your sword away!
All the power exploded in an instant.
This is also a genius who belongs to the instant kill style!
Ling Feng¡¯s lips curled up, and he smiled lightly and said, ¡°Please take action.¡±
Modesty, but with a hint of arrogance, such a demeanor made many female monks from Tianmang Fortress on the field shine with brilliant colors.
This young General Ling seems to be very handsome!
And, at such a young age, he is already a general!
This is the law of survival in this world. Only strength can gain the recognition of everyone.
"I only have one sword." Jiang Yifan's eyes were like lightning, and his body shot out, "General Ling, be careful!"
"Zheng!"
The shadow of the sword fluttered, bursting out with a dazzling white light. The essence of the sword-drawing technique is to reach the peak of one's own energy and spirit at the moment of drawing the sword. After this sword, all the power is consumed.
If the enemy doesn¡¯t die, I will die!
Boom!
Strong winds shot out, and thousands of sword lights shot out like pear blossoms in a rainstorm. The cold sword energy swept across the entire Baizhan Arena.
"Jiang Yifan's sword-drawing skills have improved a lot!"
"This guy is just a lunatic. Others are just competing, but he is risking his life. No wonder few people are willing to fight with him on this arena!"
Seeing Ling Feng¡¯s body being submerged by countless sword lights, the brothers from Tianwei Academy couldn¡¯t help but shout, ¡°Brother Ling (Brother Feng), be careful!¡±
Whoops!
??????????????????????????In the meantime, Ling Feng's palm gently pushed out, and a violent cyclone suddenly rushed out, directly blasting Jiang Yifan's body out of the ring.
Jiang Yifan was completely stunned and looked at Ling Feng on the stage dumbfounded, "How is it possible? My sword intent exploded instantly. No matter it was energy or spirit, it was completely blocked. How could you not be affected in any way!"
Ling Feng¡¯s lips curled up, ¡°Sword Intent, you may have found the wrong person, I¡¯ll admit it!¡±
Jiang Yifan took a deep breath and recalled that when he first took action, Ling Feng used his palm instead of a sword. It seemed that he was also able to draw a sword!
And his sword is faster than mine!
"I'm convinced!"
Jiang Yifan turned around sadly. The feeling of being defeated in the field he was best at was as if his pride had been shattered, which he could not let go for a long time.
¡°In the fifty-second game, Ji Binghe comes on stage!¡±
The referee solemnly read out the challenger for the fifty-second battle.
Ji Binghe was once a student of Tianwei University, but he has graduated for more than ten years.
"I never expected that the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead. Among the students of this generation of Tianwei Academy, there are peerless geniuses like you!"
Ji Binghe stared at Ling Feng solemnly. Although he came from the same sect, he still had to fight with all his strength for his own honor!
"Please take action." Ling Feng looked calm as usual.
¡°Hmph!¡±
Ji Binghe drew the sword with one hand, stroked the blade gently, and said with a proud look on his face: "This sword of mine is a pseudo-sacred weapon, with a hint of the power of the great road. Ling Feng, your winning streak has ended here." !¡±
"A fake holy weapon?" Ling Feng shook his head and smiled, "I only need a look to defeat you, why use a sword?"
"Arrogant! I will let you know today how to respect your senior brother!"
Ji Binghe roared angrily and slashed down with his sword.
The pseudo-sacred weapon is a pseudo-sacred weapon after all. With a trace of the pressure of the power of the great avenue, it was slashed with one sword, sweeping over like a stormy sea, and the sky and the earth seemed to change color in an instant!
"Shocking disaster!"
A flash of golden light flashed in Ling Feng's eyes, and as soon as the time came, his spiritual thoughts exploded, turning into spikes and shooting out.
After two months, Ling Feng has completely mastered this secret technique and can send and receive it freely. He will never use up most of his spiritual power after using it just once as he did before.
"Go down."
Ling Feng stood with his hands behind his back, motionless. With just one look, a terrifying force suddenly erupted and directly knocked Ji Binghe's body out of the ring.
"ah!"
Ji Binghe screamed, and the shocking attack directly affected his soul. The pain in his soul made his whole body tremble violently.
The whole place was silent, and the next moment, everyone took a breath of cold air.
Ling Feng actually defeated a master with near-king-level strength just by staring!
It really only took one look!
¡°Damn, I¡¯m just staring at so and so for being pregnant!¡±
At the VIP table, a look of surprise flashed in Li Qing's eyes, and he said with a look of astonishment: "This seems to be the secret technique of spiritual attack. Could it be that this Ling Feng is actually a master of divine refining!"
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