Text Chapter 77 Suppression

Sonorous!

With a soft sound, the long sword was unsheathed, and its bright sword light shone in all directions.

With a casual strike, the killing intent spread out like water ripples. The purple sword light shot into the sky, piercing the void and slashing towards Lin Xuan with a fierce attitude.

It was just a draw of the sword, but it was so powerful.

"So strong!"

"As expected of the holder of ten consecutive victories!"

In the hall, the warriors all admired Qi Jue's move when they saw it.

Looking at the level of concentration of the sword light, which has reached the peak of the seventh level of pulse condensation, Qi Jue will probably break through soon. Some of the eighth-level pulse-condensing warriors also had serious expressions on their faces, and Qi Jue's potential was enough to attract their attention.

"Hmph! This Lin Xuan is definitely dead!" Ling Ze's eyes shone with anticipation.

"Hey, if there is no accident, the warrior named Lin Xuan may not be able to dodge this move." Some warriors regretted that after all, they had just gained the power of the seventh level of pulse condensation, and it would be difficult for them to adapt in a short time.

Lin Xuan's pupils shrank sharply after seeing this move. He quickly performed the Phantom Thunder Footwork, and his figure became dream-like, making it difficult to tell the real thing from the fake one.

laugh!

The purple sword flashed past, but only hit an afterimage.

"Huh? You actually escaped?" In the hall, many warriors were surprised. Even Qi Jue himself was also surprised.

They didn't know that Lin Xuan had precise control. Although his power had increased dramatically, under his control, he could absolutely display it perfectly.

"What a brilliant footwork!" Luo Qingshan's eyes flashed when he saw Lin Xuan's footwork. It looked like he was a Xuan-level martial artist. He didn't know how far Junior Brother Lin had practiced.

Lin Xuan's movement is indeed very fast, but Qi Jue's sword is not slow either. He can maintain ten consecutive victories, so he naturally has his advantage.

"Eight moves of the ultimate sword!" Qi Jing felt ashamed of his mistake just now. He didn't want to waste time with Lin Xuan, so he used his sword skills as soon as he made a move.

"Here he comes, the Eight Styles of the Jue Sword! Qi Jue will definitely win!" Some warriors who supported Qi Jue were excited.

The purple sword light lit up, and a lilac sword energy more than two feet long extended from the long sword, making a dull whistling sound wherever it passed.

Lin Xuan swept his sword across, and the sword was covered with pale golden arcs of electricity. A chaotic and violent aura spread out, as fast as lightning, and hit the purple sword light.

The swords clashed, and the violent energy collision made the air tremble. The tables and chairs on both sides shattered into pieces, and terrifying cracks were cut out on the ground.

The sword energy is vertical and horizontal, and the sword light reaches the sky.

Qi Jue did not relax at all. He felt that the long knife in his hand was being resolved by a strange force. The long knife that originally struck Lin Xuan was deflected by three points.

"How is that possible?" Qi Jue's expression changed drastically. It didn't matter if Lin Xuan could dodge his first strike. After all, it was just his test move. However, now that he has used the Eight Jue Sword Styles, he still cannot gain the upper hand, which is hard for him to accept.

"No, how could he master the power of the seventh level of pulse condensation so quickly?" Could it be that he was hiding his strength? Qi Jue thought of a more important question.

But Lin Xuan obviously wouldn't give him the answer. Now that Lin Xuan could use the power of the seventh level of pulse condensation, he was so happy. He struck out with one sword after another. The mighty sword energy was mixed with light golden arcs, forming The power of wind and thunder.

"The power of the seventh level of pulse condensation is indeed powerful, and the power of the seven spiritual veins has stronger explosive power and endurance, but this power is also more difficult to control." Lin Xuan kept analyzing in his heart. After all, there is an extra spiritual vein. There were some things he wanted to study carefully.

"If I can fully master the power of the seventh level of pulse condensation in this spiritual space, I can directly swallow the spirit gathering pill after I get out." Lin Xuan felt a little excited in his heart.

He also has an elixir in his hand that can directly elevate him to a higher level. If he can master the power of the seventh level of pulse condensation and then use this elixir to advance, then he can stabilize himself at the seventh level of pulse condensation in the shortest time without having to worry. any side effects.

Thinking of this, Lin Xuan's offensive accelerated a bit more.

This scene shocked all the warriors watching the match.

"What? He actually suppressed Qi Jue and beat him? I read that right!"

"Impossible? This is absolutely impossible!"

Ling Ze's face lost all composure. He stood up straight, clenched his fists, and stared at the light screen motionlessly.

"Damn it, can someone tell me what's going on!"

"Master, it's possible that this kid is hiding his strength." The warrior in black clothes said.

"Hiding his strength?" Ling Ze's face darkened after hearing this, "Damn it, why is he so confident? It turns out he's hiding his strength!"

"Junior Brother Lin, well done!" Not far away, Ye Qing cheered.

This voice reached Ling Ze's ears, making him even more angry.

"They must have designed it." Ling Ze seemed to have thought of something, "They have designed so many, they must be trying to win my spirit stone!"

Thinking of 10,000 spirit stones, Ling Ze's face was filled with pain. He was 100% sure before he dared to bet on 10,000 spirit stones, but he didn't expect that he would be cheated.

"It's not that easy to win my spirit stone!" Ling Ze summoned a warrior in black and whispered, "Go tell Fifth Master and let him find a way to control the outcome of the game. No matter what, Lin Ze must not let Xuan Ying!"

The warrior in black received the order and left quietly...

In the mental space, Qi Jue felt very aggrieved. He was completely restrained and even led by Lin Xuan. Thinking of being defeated by a sixth-level pulse-condensing warrior under the watchful eyes of everyone, he had the urge to kill him head-on.

Opposite Lin Xuan had a calm face and the long sword in his hand was very stable. He did not seek a quick victory, but just attacked step by step according to his own rhythm.

However, the next moment, a voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Participant No. 9, I am the manager of this space. Regarding this game, I hope you can take the initiative to lose."

"What?" Lin Xuan was suddenly startled, and the attack in his hand stopped for an instant, but he immediately calmed down and thrust out the sword again.

However, Qi Jue caught this slight flaw and immediately launched a counterattack. He was originally a powerful warrior, otherwise he would not have won ten consecutive victories.

Qi Jue succeeded in one move, and his spiritual power surged. He used his eight sword moves with all his strength. The purple sword light was extremely powerful, attacking Lin Xuan from all directions.

Under such a strong attack, Lin Xuan had no good solution. He could only keep the sword light within three feet and adopt a defensive state.

This astonishing change made the warriors in the hall cry out. Their moods were as if they were moving on the waves, with ups and downs.

"What's going on? Lin Xuan suddenly stopped working?" Some warriors were confused.

"It may be that the spiritual power in the body was not controlled well, which caused the spiritual power to be consumed too quickly. After all, it is not a real state!" An eighth-level master of pulse condensation speculated.

Only Ling Ze knew that his order worked.

"Lin Xuan, there is a huge Ling family behind me, what are you going to do to fight me!"