Chapter 1277: Battle of the 2 Chiefs

On the competition stage, the battle between Linghu Wang and Tang Qianliu had already started.

However, in the surrounding viewing seats, almost all eyes were focused on Linghu Wang.

There were only a few gazes gathered on Tang Qianliu.

Among them, there is one that is the most scorching hot.

This look came from Cangyun College, it was Tang Sha.

Qianchuan Academy, ranked 7th.

At the same time, Tang Qianliu was the chief of Qianchuan Academy.

In the previous martial arts exchanges between the various schools, Tang Qianliu could be regarded as Tang Sha's old opponent.

The two came from the 7th and 8th colleges, respectively, and their strengths were on a par.

Even, the two were called 'Er Tang'.

Sandstorm Tangsha, Qianchuan Sword Tang Qianliu.

Only a few chiefs of the five major palaces and some peerless geniuses can overwhelm them.

However, although only one side is pressed, from the current situation of the battle, the gap seems to be huge.

The battle between Linghu Wang and Tang Qianliu was almost a battle without suspense.

Linghu Wang held the sword in one hand, and the sword light swayed the sword in a dashing and indifferent manner.

On the other hand, Tang Qianliu, the name of Qianchuan Sword, is really full of sword shadows, like Qianchuan rushing.

The sword was swift and heavy, heavy and stretched.

If he had changed to another opponent, he would have been defeated long ago by his Qianchuan sword.

But in Linghuwang's hands, Tang Qianliu attacked him with all his strength, but he didn't even have a chance for Linghuwang to escape.

Tang Qianliu's attacks were all easily taken over by Linghu Wang.

"Tang Qianliu, if you still can't break my sword, I'm going to take action." Linghu Wang said lightly.

That's right, Linghu Wang hasn't counted his shots yet, he just passively followed Tang Qianliu's sword.

But Tang Qianliu had already attacked with all his strength.

"Jianchi disciples from the Wuchi Academy are really amazing." Tang Qianliu narrowed his eyes.

In the surrounding viewing seats, the disciples of each courtyard shook their heads.

They have long known that this battle is no suspense.

"As the chief, the gap between Tang Qianliu and Senior Brother Linghu Wang is too great."

"Is this the difference between Qianchuan Academy and Wuchi Academy?"

"Five Idiots Academy, the second Academy in the Central Region, really deserves its reputation."

"No more than ten moves, Senior Brother Linghu Wang will take action, and Tang Qianliu is afraid that he will be defeated in an instant."

There was a lot of discussion around.

"Humph." Tang Qianliu snorted coldly on the stage.

"The sword breaks through a thousand streams."

Clang

A crisp sword cry sounded.

Tang Qianliu slashed out with a sword.

wow

Suddenly, there was a sound of water flowing.

But for a moment, thousands of huge rivers appeared out of thin air.

Over the entire competition platform, the water is densely covered.

In the sky above the huge area between Wuling Peak and the Twelve Peaks of Tianzang, it seems that it has become an endless swamp country.

"Broken." A roar sounded like a hoarse voice.

Thousands of rivers in the sky shot down in an instant.

The amazing speed is more like a fluent sword.

swish swish

One after another, the rivers were so huge, but they did not make a roar, but a rapid sound of breaking through the air.

"Not good." Surrounded by, exclamations sounded.

On the black cloud seat, Xiao Yi, who had been dozing off, suddenly opened his eyes.

"This guy." Xiao Yi whispered, and a sword energy condensed out of his fingertips.

Kankan, when the sword energy appeared, large waves and huge waves swept the audience.

After a full ten seconds, the waves dissipated.

In the audience, except for the martial arts seniors and the peerless geniuses who responded very quickly, most of the people were almost soaked and soaked, so they were not embarrassed.

"This guy, one of the most powerful waters."

Behind him, Tong Ye, Qin Yi and others shook the water on their faces and said in surprise.

Afterwards, with a movement of the Yuan force on his body, the moisture on his clothes was instantly evaporated.

"This guy has some skills." Qing Lin narrowed his eyes, "Even if I meet him, I'm afraid I will have to do my best to win."

He didn't get wet, but he also had a look of surprise on his face.

"It's an amazing way of swordsmanship and water." The surrounding disciples watching the game also all looked shocked.

However, when everyone's eyes were placed on the competition stage again, the shock on their faces exploded to the extreme in an instant.

On the competition stage, thousands of huge rivers crashed down.

But Linghu Wang, who was in the center and the target of the attack, was not damaged at all, and there was not even a big change in his movements.

A sword with a cyan edge, easily blocked in front of him.

Thousands of rivers flow, not even a single strand of his sword beam has been broken.

"It's amazing, that's Senior Brother Linghu Wang's Wangyu Sword. It really lives up to its reputation."

"Wangyu Sword, one of the famous middle-grade holy weapons in the five university palaces."

"As expected of Senior Brother Linghu Wang, the power of the middle-grade sacred artifact is fully displayed in his hands."

"I'm afraid that only this peerless genius has the ability to control the middle-grade sacred artifact and exert the absolute power of the middle-grade sacred artifact."

Exclamations and exclamations came in an endless stream.

The entire first round of competition almost reached its most exciting moment at this moment.

"You lost." On the competition stage, Linghu Wang looked at Tang Qianliu indifferently.

Tang Qianliu was still standing on the competition stage and was not injured, but nodded.

That sword just now was his strongest sword.

But he didn't even have the qualifications to force Linghu Wang to do his best.

There is no point in fighting anymore.

"I lost." Tang Qianliu said, turned around, and stepped down.

The three referees rushed over and said loudly, "In this battle, Wu Chi Xue Gong, Linghu Wang, win."

call

From the entire audience, there was a burst of cries.

For almost all the disciples present, the battle just now was undoubtedly an extremely exciting battle.

Linghu Wang was the first chief of the five university palaces to fight, and he also fought the first extremely exciting battle.

On the seat of the Black Cloud Study.

Qing Lin looked at Xiao Yi and asked with a light smile, "This Linghu Wang is too strong."

"Xiao Yi, if you meet, how sure can you be?"

"Me?" Xiao Yi smiled, "Do you want to hear the truth?"

"What do you think?" Qing Lin rolled his eyes, "Of course he wants to tell the truth."

Xiao Yi smiled, "If you use all your strength, you can defeat him with one sword."

"What?" Qing Lin was shocked.

On the side, Mo You, who was originally indifferent, also stared at Xiao Yi in surprise.

"Junior Brother Xiao Yi, are you joking?" Mo You asked seriously.

"Heh." Xiao Yi smiled, "Maybe."

At this moment, the loud shouts of the three referees sounded again on the competition stage.

Two figures jumped onto the competition stage.

Mo You and Qing Lin's eyes retracted, looking at the battle on the competition stage.

Xiao Yi continued to doze off, resting, perhaps thinking.

The next battle was not very exciting, almost all the disciples of the ordinary academies played.

In the battle of hundreds of courtyards, the number of disciples participating in the competition reached 5,000.

There are many battles, of course.

Until a few hours later, the competition has only been carried out hundreds of times.

"No. 655, Tianzang Academy, Sikongyu, come on stage." The referee shouted loudly.

Second more.

(End of this chapter)