"Force" was not something that could be learned. It could only be comprehended through constant battles.
In other words, it depended on one's comprehension ability.
Ling Xiao's "Momentum" was only the most basic form of borrowing momentum. He borrowed the momentum of the snowy sky to make his sword faster and fiercer, giving his opponent more pressure.
But this already gave him a huge advantage.
Because his opponent was not looking at him as a person, but as a violent snowstorm.
"I can only borrow 10% of it?"
Ling Xiao sighed.
He had only comprehended the use of "Momentum" after coming to the Yuehua School. Although he had occasionally used it before, it was unconsciously.
Now that he was actively using it, it was naturally easier to master.
"Ice Heart" and "Flying Snow" were already terrifying enough.
Now, with the addition of 10% of "Momentum", this move was obviously more powerful.
Although many people in the audience had seen this move of Ling Xiao's, they all had the same feeling. This move was several times more powerful than before.
"Mammoth's Desperate Move!"
This move contained the characteristics of Mammoth Impact, Mammoth Stomp, and Mammoth Spray, just like its name.
This was a move of Desperate Move.
Jin Ming knew that he could not be kind today. So even if he died, he would drag Ling Xiao down with him.
The terrifying power expanded again. The ruins around him kept exploding. That was the result of his uncontrollable Vital Essence.
The reason why he used Desperate Move was that he could not control it. It would hurt others and himself. It was a way of dying together.
"Boom —"
There was a thunderous explosion.
Two terrifying forces collided in the air.
A sword!
A pair of fists!
At the moment of collision, the ruins where the two were standing exploded again and sank a lot.
Their bodies fell almost at the same time.
Smoke and dust filled the sky.
Except for the warriors with better eyesight and strength who could barely see what was going on, the rest of the people were scratching their ears and cheeks anxiously.
At the critical moment, they could not see the battle. It was simply too uncomfortable.
"Drip, drip, drip …"
It was the sound of blood dripping.
Only martial artists with excellent hearing would be able to hear such a sound.
The smoke and dust finally dispersed.
Ling Xiao was the first to appear.
He floated in midair, the sword in his hand still pointed at Jin Ming.
Blood dripped from the sword.
However, there was not a single wound on his body.
Looking at Jin Ming again, he was in a sorry state.
There were many cracks on his body. Even though his body's regenerative abilities were terrifying, these wounds seemed to have been invaded by some special energy. No matter how hard he tried, they couldn't heal completely.
The blood continued to flow.
If this continued, Ling Xiao wouldn't even need to attack. He only needed to avoid Jin Ming's attacks, and Jin Ming would die from blood loss.
Hiss ~
Everyone could not help but suck in a breath of cold air.
Jin Ming, the Outer Sect's third strongest master, who was known for his defensive prowess and had once defeated two First Order Transcendent Realm masters, was now in such a sorry state.
The powerful defense that he was so proud of was broken just like that!
"From today onwards, Ling Xiao will become the strongest person in the outer sect!"
Elder Bai looked at the young man excitedly.
No matter what, this young man was accepted into the Yuehua School by him. The young man's outstanding performance was beyond his expectations.
However, this was a good thing, and he should be happy.
"Elder Bai, you're wrong. Jin Ming is only ranked third in the outer court. There are still two people ranked first and second above him. Especially Wang Feng, who is ranked first. He has never lost to Jin Ming."
Elder Black disliked Ling Xiao very much. Seeing this young man's outstanding performance, he had the evil thought of destroying him.
"Elder Black, what you said is ridiculous."
Elder Bai said coldly, "You should have seen the battle between Wang Feng and Jin Ming. Wang Feng's movement technique is the best in the outer sect. Of course, this was before Ling Xiao appeared. The reason why he could beat Jin Ming was because of his movement technique. He kept dodging, which exhausted Jin Ming and forced him to admit defeat."
"There's also that kid who's ranked second. He's not even worth mentioning, because he's relying on an Immortal Grade Artifact. Without that, he wouldn't be a match for Jin Ming!"
"Ling Xiao's movement technique is stronger than Wang Feng's, and his attack power is not even weaker than the second kid who possesses an Immortal Grade Artifact. After all, that kid was not able to put Jin Ming in such a sorry state, but Ling Xiao did it!"
Elder Black snorted, "Hmph, what's the point of you saying so much? In any case, the young people nowadays don't admit defeat. As long as he, Ling Xiao, doesn't defeat Wang Feng and the second ranked youth, he can't be said to be the strongest in the outer sect."
"It's because you've been blinded by wealth that you judge the problem against your conscience."
Elder Bai said coldly.
He was too lazy to continue explaining. As long as it wasn't someone who had enmity with Ling Xiao, after seeing today's battle, they wouldn't doubt Ling Xiao's terrifying strength.
While the two of them were talking, the situation upstairs changed again.
Ling Xiao actually kept the Ice dragon sword.
"How hateful! You want me to bleed to death!"
Jin Ming roared angrily.
His defeat was set in stone. It was only a matter of time.
If Ling Xiao chose to continue dodging and tire him to death, then he really wouldn't be able to do anything about it.
"Tired to death? You really didn't notice. "
Ling Xiao shook his head and said, "Do you think that my previous attack didn't hurt your body and had no effect?"
"Once the damage to the soul accumulates to a certain extent, it can still be fatal. So right now, I only need one punch to kill you!"
Divine Prison King Fist — — Soul Snatching!
Soul Snatching was a pure soul attack. It did not cause any damage to the body, but it could trigger all the accumulated damage in the soul.
Ling Xiao had used the Divine Prison King Fist to fight with Jin Ming because he knew that although Jin Ming's body was strong, his soul wasn't that strong.
However, not being strong did not mean that he was weak.
After all, this fellow was someone who possessed a complete Martial Spirit. His soul was still much stronger than an ordinary martial artist's.
Furthermore, the Mammoth Blood seemed to have wrapped around this fellow's soul with a layer of blood-red membrane.
Just relying on a single "Soul Snatching" was not enough. Only when the damage had accumulated to a certain extent would Soul Snatching be able to decide the outcome of the battle.
Why didn't he just use the "Snow Lotus Sword Art" to kill Jin Ming?
Because he couldn't.
Jin Ming's body was too strong. The combination of Flying Snow and Ice Heart was already Ling Xiao's fastest and most destructive move. However, it was only able to heavily injure the opponent.
If he used the same move again, the effect would be about the same. It really didn't make much sense.
As for "Soul Snatching", it could kill Jin Ming cleanly and without any hidden dangers.
Weng ~ ~
In that instant, Jin Ming felt a huge roar in his head, as if someone had rung a large bell in his head.
Then, his expression gradually became sluggish.
His eyes gradually became dull.
Then, he slowly fell to the ground.
Bang!
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