On the stage, Ling Yun looked at Ling Shuang as though he was looking at a joke.
Ling Shuang might be strong, but she was definitely not his opponent. She actually dared to challenge him, what a fool!
Ling Yun's personality was like that. He would not allow any weaklings to challenge his authority and position.
That was unforgivable.
Looking at the two of them, Ling Xiao smiled slightly. He was definitely going to challenge Ling Yun, so he wanted to see how capable Ling Yun was in this battle.
"Soft Water Sword Technique!"
The first to attack was Ling Shuang.
She was clear of Ling Yun's ability. If she did not attack, she would not have another chance.
Soft Water Sword Technique, as the name suggested, was a more feminine sword technique. The weapon used was also particular.
It had to be a soft sword!
At this moment, the soft sword in Ling Shuang's hand was like a venomous snake, piercing towards Ling Yun from a strange angle.
The sword technique was soft.
But that was only on the surface. If it landed on the ground, it would still cause great damage.
Top tier sword technique?
Ling Xiao could not help but frown. She was indeed the third disciple of the Genius Hall. She already possessed a top tier martial art.
Ling Ji's top tier defensive martial art was only an incomplete version, but it was already very powerful.
Most of the disciples of the Ling family only had high-grade martial arts as their best martial arts.
Only the top three of the Genius Hall had the qualifications to obtain top tier martial arts.
Ling Shuang was ranked third last year.
Ling Shuang's top tier "Soft Water Sword Technique" was only at the small success stage and was still a distance away from mastery.
However, a top tier sword technique was still a top tier sword technique. Its power was much more terrifying than most of the high tier martial arts.
Feminine!
Treacherous!
This was the specialty of the Soft Water Sword Technique.
Ling Xiao had the Mountain River Martial Spirit, so he could easily analyze the beauty of this sword technique.
"It's been a year, and your Soft Water Sword Technique is only at the small success stage. You dare to fight with me? You're overestimating yourself!"
Ling Yun snorted coldly. Without using a weapon, he threw a punch forward.
"Bang!"
This punch was too fast. It actually landed on the weakest part of Ling Shuang's Soft Water Sword Technique.
Ling Shuang hurriedly used her Qinggong to retreat a few steps, almost falling off the stage.
Only then did he manage to neutralize Ling Yun's punch.
"Ling Shuang, I'll give you face. It's not too late to admit defeat now. It won't look good later!"
Ling Yun did not give chase. He only looked at Ling Shuang from afar, his eyes filled with disdain.
"Senior Brother Ling Yun is too strong. He didn't even use the sword technique that he's best at, but he was able to resolve Senior Sister Lingshuang's Soft Water Sword Technique so easily!"
"That punch was not an ordinary move. It should be a high-level fist technique at the Perfection Stage. However, that alone is not enough to win against Ling Shuang's sword. The quality of his Gang Qi is too strong. I'm afraid he has already touched the edge of the peak of the fifth level of the Martial Vein!"
There were also capable people below the stage who had already analyzed why Ling Yun was able to suppress Ling Shuang with a single punch.
"Ling Yun, you don't have to hold back. Since I dared to challenge you today, I'm not afraid of embarrassing myself!"
Ling Shuang's character was also filled with stubbornness. Although she knew that she was going to lose, she was unwilling to admit defeat. Otherwise, this battle today would definitely become her heart demon in the future.
"Stubborn!"
Tyrant Fist!
It was the same Tyrant Fist, but when Ling Yun used it, it was a real kind of domineering aura. It was much more powerful than Ling Ji's Tyrant Fist.
When this punch was thrown, it was as if a supreme being had descended. The golden Gang Qi wrapped around the fist and made a thunderous sound.
At that moment, Ling Yun seemed to have changed into another person.
This kind of terrifying aura caused many disciples near the stage to have a splitting headache. Their blood and Qi were surging.
"Although it's only a high-level martial art at the Perfection Stage, when this guy used it, it's even more terrifying than a Small Success Stage martial art. Indeed, if one's martial art is good, one's cultivation must also keep up!"
Ling Xiao sighed in his heart. Ling Yun was so much stronger than Ling Shuang.
This guy did not use sword techniques.
He did not even need to use sword intent to suppress Ling Shuang.
Terrifying!
No wonder he felt that he was qualified to challenge Ling Feifan. Although his character was not good, this guy's strength was not to be underestimated.
"Soft Water Sword Dance!"
This was the defensive move of the Soft Water Sword Technique.
At this moment, Ling Shuang had no way to dodge Ling Yun's attack. So, the only thing she could do was to defend.
"Boom!"
An explosion sounded in the arena. A conical shape of more than five meters was blasted out of the protective wall.
This was only the Gang Qi that was released through Ling Shuang's body.
"Pfft!"
Ling Shuang was sent flying without any suspense.
When she finally managed to stand below the stage, she spat out a mouthful of blood, dying the ground red.
Although Ling Xiao was a little moved by this scene, it was actually a light injury. In the Grand Tournament, if you chose the wrong opponent, you might just spit out a mouthful of blood.
But if you chose the wrong opponent outside, you would be dead!
"Two moves! Senior Brother Ling Yun is too scary. He defeated Senior Sister Ling Shuang in just two moves! "
"Yeah, Senior Sister Ling Shuang is not that weak."
"How else can he challenge Ling Shuang in the next round?"
There were all kinds of comments below the stage.
Ling Xiao could see that it was not Ling Shuang who was weak, but Ling Yun who was too strong.
After winning the battle, Ling Yun did not look at Ling Shuang. Instead, he looked at Ling Xiao who was sitting in the tenth seat.
Before the battle with Ling Feifan, he planned to defeat Ling Xiao first.
"Ling Xiao! If you are still a man, come and challenge me in the next round! Anyway, you still have four chances to challenge me. Even if you lose, it is not embarrassing! "
Ling Yun suddenly said.
"You don't have to provoke me. I want to experience your Sword Will!"
Ling Xiao originally planned to challenge Ling Yihang in the next round and challenge Ling Yun after he won. However, he changed his mind now.
There was no point in waiting. If Ling Shuang could not force Ling Yun to use his Sword Will, other than Ling Feifan, no one else could.
Therefore, it was the same whether he challenged Ling Yun earlier or later.
Moreover, he had a lot of trump cards. Even if he used one or two of them during the battle with Ling Yun, it would not be a big deal.
"You think you can make me use my Sword Will? What a joke! "
Ling Yun sneered and went back to his seat.
In his opinion, his provocation was successful. Now, he just needed to wait for Ling Xiao to challenge him in the next round.
Then, he could avenge his brother and suppress this insufferably arrogant newcomer.
After Ling Shuang's challenge, it was Ling Yun's turn.
He just glanced at Ling Feifan and said, "After I defeat that guy, I will challenge you in the next round!"
"I'll be waiting!"
Ling Feifan said lightly.
"I give up!"
Ling Yun chose to give up this round. However, everyone could understand. Everyone had heard what Ling Yun said just now. He wanted to defeat Ling Xiao first and avenge his brother. After that, he would challenge Ling Feifan in his best condition.
As for exposing his trump card.
Ling Yun did not even think about it. He did not think that Ling Xiao was qualified to make him expose his trump card.
His target was Ling Feifan. No one could defeat Ling Feifan except him.
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