In the next few battles, Ling Xiao's battles became extremely easy. As soon as he got on the stage, his opponents immediately admitted defeat.
After witnessing Ling Xiao's battle, no one was willing to waste their time and energy on him.
They had already witnessed Yan Liehuo's painful lesson.
After the battle with Ling Xiao, Yan Liehuo lost three battles in a row. Only then did he gradually regain his momentum. Advancing to the next round shouldn't be a problem, but it was too difficult.
Seeing this situation, Leng Hao was envious. "Senior Brother Ling, you just showed off your strength, and those people were so scared that they didn't dare to fight with you. I can't do it anymore. It's too difficult."
"If you encounter an opponent that you can't defeat, try to give up. This is a wise move. This is the battle strategy I've formulated for you. If you fight according to this, you will definitely advance to the next round."
When Ling Xiao had nothing to do, he came up with an advancement strategy for Leng Hao and Dai Yuling.
It was nothing more than fighting to win against whoever you encounter and giving up against whoever you encounter.
Lan Yu 'er and Long Chen didn't need it. They were strong enough and could easily advance to the next round.
"Thank you so much, Senior Brother Ling. I've been having a headache because of this."
Although Leng Hao's strength wasn't bad and he had a high chance of advancing, it would be too embarrassing if he failed miserably.
With Ling Xiao's battle strategy and his strength, he had a 100% chance of advancing to the next round.
Leng Hao had never doubted Ling Xiao's judgment. After being together for so long, he knew all too well how good his senior brother's analytical skills were.
"Go, fight with peace of mind. Don't care about what others are saying.
Just advance to the next round, "Ling Xiao reminded.
After all, Leng Hao was young and impetuous. What he was most afraid of was that he couldn't help but throw the battle strategy aside after hearing the audience's discussion.
"Don't worry, Senior Brother Ling. I'll bet my ears. Hehe."
"Junior Brother Ling, look over there. Ying Wuya seems to be in trouble."
Lan Yu 'er's voice suddenly rang in Ling Xiao's ears.
Ling Xiao looked over.
Ying Wuya was the only remaining finalist from the Beast King Palace. His journey had been smooth sailing, but this time, he had run into trouble.
His opponent was Third Young Master Bai, who ranked 29th in the last Martial Arts Festival.
Both of their Martial Spirits were Giant Rocs.
However, Ying Wuya's martial spirit was the Golden Winged Great Roc, while Third Young Master Bai's martial spirit was the Snow Domain Great Roc.
His Martial Soul was shining with golden light.
The other Martial Soul was covered in ice and snow.
They were all very beautiful.
On the battlefield, the two continued to exchange blows. Their shadows flickered, making it difficult for ordinary people to catch sight of them with their naked eyes.
Judging from the current situation, the two of them seemed to be evenly matched.
However, Ling Xiao could see very clearly that this Third Young Master Bai's strength was much stronger than Ying Wuya's. The reason why there was a situation where they were evenly matched was purely because this Third Young Master Bai was playing around.
Rumor had it that this person loved to toy with his opponents, just like a cat that had caught a mouse. He could obviously slap his opponent to death with his paw, but he insisted on teasing his opponent.
"You're almost done with your moves. It's really boring. It doesn't interest me at all. Let's end this boring battle."
During the battle, Third Young Master Bai actually yawned. Then, his attacks suddenly became fierce and powerful, completely suppressing Ying Wuya in an instant.
"Giant Roc Spreading Wings, Golden Light Kill!"
Ying Wuya's face was filled with anger. He suddenly stretched out his hands, and the Golden Roc Martial Soul behind him emitted a dazzling golden light, making many people around him unable to see anything.
It was as if a golden sun had fallen on the stage.
"Insignificant skill!"
Third Young Master Bai sneered. His figure suddenly turned into a white light, and he kicked Ying Wuya's chest, kicking him out of the stage.
"Puff —!"
Ying Wuya spat out blood, and his eyes were blurred.
The physical injuries were not serious, but the psychological blow was very serious.
"Hahaha, the disciples of the Three Eastern Sects are all trash. None of them are decent!"
Third Young Master Bai laughed and walked down the stage.
Hearing this, Ying Wuya's blurred eyes instantly became clear.
"Third Young Master Bai, I'm not your opponent, but there will be people from the Three Eastern Sects who will take care of you."
Ying Wuya thought of Ling Xiao.
He had suffered a big blow from Ling Xiao. He had already refined his fragile little heart, and it was not so easy to fall into depravity.
"Are you talking about Jian Wuji? It's a pity to tell you that Jian Wuji has already left the Sword King Sect and is now a disciple of the Sky Dragon Institute! "
Third Young Master Bai did not dare to look down on Jian Wuji.
"Not him, I'm talking about another person."
Ying Wuya looked at Ling Xiao. The Three Eastern Sects' face was all on Ling Xiao.
"That's the chief core disciple of the Yuehua School? Hehe, it's not bad to defeat Yan Liehuo, but do you think I'm afraid of him? To tell you the truth, even Di Juan and Fengmo Ting are no match for me now. "
Third Young Master Bai sneered.
"So what?"
Ying Wuya asked with a smile.
"What do you mean?"
"Nothing. If you're afraid of Jian Wuji, then you'll lose without a doubt."
Ying Wuya smiled faintly and returned to his seat with the help of the Beast King Palace's disciples.
Many people below the stage were paying attention to the battle, and all kinds of discussions started again.
"Third Young Master Bai's strength is probably stronger than before. Was he 29 or 30 in the last tournament? Anyway, it seems like he's stronger than Feng Mo Ting, who was ranked 19 in the last tournament. "
"That Ying Wuya is not weak, but it's a pity that he met Third Young Master Bai. Are the disciples of the Three Eastern Sects really short-lived? That Ling Xiao is also one of them? "
"Didn't you hear what Ying Wuya said? Ling Xiao is probably stronger than Jian Wuji."
"Who doesn't know how to brag? Anyway, you don't have to pay taxes."
"Alright, let's not talk about this anymore. Do you think Third Young Master Bai can make it to the list of 'sky-prides' this time?"
"Probably. There are a total of 20 sky-prides, and the top 10 in the last tournament are too strong. It's impossible for any of them to fall behind. The remaining ten spots will be contested. Third Young Master Bai is probably stronger than Feng Mo Ting, but he'll be at the bottom of the list."
"You're right. There are a lot of new faces in this year's Martial Arts Festival. In addition, there are some people from the previous Martial Arts Festival who have completely matured in this year's competition. It's really too difficult to enter the top twenty."
"Yeah, Holy Son, Mo Wushang, Bai Qianjiao, Liu Taiyin, Hong Sanmei, Jian Wuji, Qin Bixue, Li Xuefeng, Dai Yaoling, and Dao Wuming are all on the same level. I don't think anyone can shake their positions. The remaining ten spots are up for grabs."
"Hehe, I think Hong Li from the Jadewater Divine Palace is stronger than her Senior Sister Bai Qianjiao. She'll be ranked 11th for now. There are nine people left."
"Don't forget about Feng Yaolao and Army Po from the Sky Dragon Institute. They'll definitely occupy two spots. In the previous battle strength test, one of them had ninety-eight golden lamps, while the other had ninety-six golden lamps!"
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
