Below the stage, almost everyone thought that Ling Xiao would choose to dodge the attack of the Swordsman King, whose strength had skyrocketed.
However, to their surprise, Ling Xiao had no intention of dodging. He stood there, unhurriedly assuming a fighting stance.
Clenching his fists, a faint phantom of a Ghost King appeared around his body.
In that instant, Ling Xiao seemed like a terrifying Ghost King waiting to strike. A moment later, his fists suddenly punched out.
"Fool!"
Seeing Ling Xiao actually trying to meet the Sword King head-on, Meng Yuan couldn't help but sneer, secretly cursing Ling Xiao in his heart.
[Peak Transcendent Realm Third Layer, how could a trivial Half-Step Grandmaster compare to him?]
"Thunder Celestial Phenomenon – Ghost King Annihilation!"
A deafening clap of thunder suddenly resounded in the sky.
At that moment, Ling Xiao's fists met Swordsman King's Demon Sword Annihilation under the shocked gazes of countless people.
Peng!
The two fists collided in mid-air.
After a moment of silence, the red light in the Sword King's eyes suddenly disappeared and his ferocious expression instantly turned pale.
Blood mixed with bits of internal organs spurted out from his mouth.
Ling Xiao lightly avoided the spurt of blood, his expression indifferent as he punched out with both fists.
His arms seemed to be enveloped in a thunderous roar.
With a loud bang, the Swordsman King's body flew out of the challenge platform and crashed into the crowd like fragments of a Thunderbolt Fireball under countless shocked gazes.
Seeing this strange scene, Deacon Wang, Hei Suo, Meng Yuan, Ming Tian, and the others' pupils shrank and they couldn't help sucking in a breath of cold air.
[Using the strength of a Half-Step Grandmaster to defeat a Peak Transcendent Realm Third Layer cultivator?]
Ling Xiao's figure, which didn't seem very tall, suddenly became terrifying and mysterious.
Looking at the Sword King's body that had been buried more than a foot deep in the ground, everyone was stunned.
The crowd fell silent again.
The Sword King's life or death was unknown, so this was the result?
After a while, these people looked at Ling Xiao again as if they were looking at a monster.
They didn't know what kind of pill Sword King had taken, but they could feel that his strength had soared several times over, almost reaching the peak of the Transcendent Third Layer.
However, what they did not expect was that the Swordsman King, whose strength had skyrocketed, would lose so miserably and cleanly.
Just one punch!
The punch that contained the power of thunder almost caused the Swordsman King's body to explode.
Below the stage, Lan Yu 'er had already withdrawn her True Essence.
However, the sudden change in the situation made it difficult for her to calm down.
"What a terrifying martial skill! What level of power was this? Gold Precious Grade? High quality? Could it be a top-notch one? That's impossible! "
Lan Yu 'er's chest, which had a beautiful curve, quickly rose and fell, announcing the extreme restlessness in her heart.
As one of the top ten core disciples of the Yuehua School, he had naturally cultivated top-notch gold-grade martial arts.
But because of this, he knew how difficult it was to cultivate top-notch gold-grade martial arts.
Even with her aptitude, being able to enter the basic level was already very good. Ling Xiao was just an outer disciple, how did he learn it?
After a long period of shock, she gradually calmed down and sobered up.
After carefully analyzing the martial skill Ling Xiao used, she suddenly realized that it should be the result of a combination of two martial arts.
One of the martial arts should be the Divine Prison King's Fist, a gold-grade entry level martial art. Although the Yuehua School could not find it, there were records of it.
But what was the other martial art that was used together with it?
Could it be the Twelve Golden Lotus Arts?
Lan Yu 'er couldn't help but worry.
She was very clear about the risks of the Twelve Golden Lotus Arts. When did Ling Xiao cultivate this martial art?
…
On the stage, Ling Xiao slowly exhaled a mouthful of turbid Qi. The power of thunder gradually subsided, and the True Essence wrapped around his hands gradually withdrew.
Unfortunately, the time was too short. The Swordsman King didn't even have time to use his Martial Spirit before it was over.
Generally, cultivators rarely used their Martial Spirits at the beginning of a battle.
After all, using one's Martial Spirit was not without a price. Although it could bring about powerful effects, the consumption was also astonishing.
After shaking off the dirt on his body, Ling Xiao indifferently looked at the Swordsman King below the stage. He didn't know if he was still alive or not.
His control of strength was already very good. There was no way he could have killed the Swordsman King.
It wasn't that he was being kind, but because of the rules of the Sect.
He didn't want to give someone a chance to find fault with him.
The reason why the Swordsman King was unconscious at this time.
It was probably because of the poison and the negative effects of the Demonic Transformation Pill.
If he died because of these two reasons, then it wasn't Ling Xiao's fault.
He was actually very angry. He wanted the Swordsman King to die just like that.
The scene just now was indeed a bit shocking.
If he hadn't used the True Qi of a Second Layer Transcendent at the last moment, he would have been killed by the Swordsman King.
Since this guy was so vicious.
Then why should he be an idiot?
He had never been an idiot. He wouldn't sympathize and pity someone without principles.
Withdrawing his gaze, Ling Xiao no longer paid attention to the Swordsman King's situation. Instead, he looked at Deacon Wang and said, "Deacon Wang, this battle should be over, right?"
"Oh!"
Deacon Wang swallowed a mouthful of saliva, waking up from his shock.
Ling Xiao's performance was really beyond his expectations.
He really didn't want to end this battle.
But the fact was, what else could he do?
Just as he was about to announce the result of the battle, a person suddenly walked out of the crowd and stopped him.
"Wait a moment, Deacon Wang. The Sect rules state that if an Outer or Outer Court Disciple kills or severely cripples an Inner Court Disciple, it is a capital offense!"
The one who walked out of the crowd was Meng Yuan, The Flame Deity's Chief Disciple.
He was also one of the Ten Core Disciples.
The one who spoke was naturally him.
"Look, it's Meng Yuan!"
"So handsome!"
"The Ten Core Disciples, their auras are really different!"
As one of the Ten Core Disciples, Meng Yuan was not only strong, but also very handsome. He had the appearance of a refined cultivator.
It was no wonder that he had many fans among the Inner Court Disciples.
Meng Yuan's tone was fair and just, but Ling Xiao, Lan Yu 'er, Dai Yuling, and the others knew that this guy was obviously looking for trouble.
Lan Yu 'er frowned and asked coldly, "Meng Yuan, what do you want to do?"
Meng Yuan smiled faintly, "Senior Sister Lan, it's not that I want to do anything, it's just that the Sect rules say so. The Swordsman King is an Inner Court Disciple, a trivial Outer Court Disciple, yet he was so vicious, seriously injuring him. According to the Sect rules, this is a capital offense!"
Without waiting for Lan Yu 'er to speak, Ling Xiao sneered disdainfully and said coldly, "This Senior Brother's words are really ridiculous!"
"What did you say?"
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