"F * ck, can the two of you not destroy the defensive barrier? Are you trying to tire us old fogeys to death?"
One of the older referees gritted his teeth in anger, but there was an excited look on his face.
Although the battle between these kids was nothing in his eyes, it was completely different to have such a terrifying attack at such a young age.
To be honest, although he was tired, he was still happy to hear that such an outstanding young hero had appeared in the Heavenly Dragon Continent.
Hime Myung-kō stopped and looked at the broken defensive barrier with an ugly expression.
With her speed, Ling Xiao's attack would not be able to hit her.
However, the problem was that if such a powerful attack really landed on her body, even with her defense, she would still be injured.
With a cold snort, Hime Myung-kō's aura suddenly rose, and the Heavenly Yuan Qi on her sword became more and more intense.
But in the next moment, her pupils suddenly shrank.
This was because Ling Xiao had suddenly appeared in front of her, only an inch away from her.
"Bastard, it's a doppelganger!"
Ling Xiao's doppelgangers were all physical. Every doppelganger of his was made with a treasure sword as the foundation, soul power, and the Shadowform Sword Art.
Because they were physical, it was difficult to distinguish them. Not to mention the fact that it was difficult to distinguish them with the naked eye, even Mo Wushang's Demonic Eyes could not see through them.
This was the terrifying thing about doppelgangers.
As long as the doppelganger did not attack, there was no difference on the surface.
"Ah — —!"
In the audience, a few of the upper echelons of the Heavenly King Sect stood up, afraid that Hime Myung-kō would be at a disadvantage.
But Hime Myung-kō's performance was better than they had expected.
With a shake of the thin sword in her hand, she drew circles. These circles were extremely sharp, and in the middle was a tough Heavenly Yuan Wall, which was equivalent to the thickness of the Heavenly Yuan Qi protective barrier.
It was almost impossible for Ling Xiao to penetrate all of these Heavenly Essence Walls in an instant without getting injured.
As she executed her moves, Hime Myung-kō quickly retreated. She knew that she was being suppressed and had to break free from Ling Xiao's attacks before she could counterattack.
However, Ling Xiao was like a barbarian who was not afraid of death. Facing the sharp rings, he did not care at all and directly charged in.
A black-gold light appeared on the golden dragon wings, and his speed actually increased a little.
The rings were completely shattered. Although they had alleviated Ling Xiao's attack, they had not been able to leave a single mark on Ling Xiao's body.
"I almost forgot. This brat's defense is even more terrifying than Long Chen's."
In the stands, a martial artist slapped his forehead as he suddenly thought of something.
Hime Myung-kō also noticed this, so she looked surprised.
"No matter how strong your defense is, it's meaningless under my sword!"
Hime Myung-kō snorted coldly. She was just about to raise her sword and counterattack, taking advantage of Ling Xiao's slowing speed to regain her advantage.
However, at that moment, a dense chill came from behind her. That cold feeling seeped into her skin, causing her to involuntarily shiver.
She did not turn back because Hime Myung-kō knew that it was too late.
She had never thought that Ling Xiao could use the Sword Soul Doppelganger twice or thrice!
Behind Hime Myung-kō, Ling Xiao's power had already reached the peak of the Purple Flash Sword. The terrifying Heavenly Yuan Qi was like boiling water that was constantly trembling and boiling.
Then, the ferocious sword stabbed solidly into Hime Myung-kō's back.
Except for the fact that he did not use his Heaven Realm cultivation, Ling Xiao could be considered to have unleashed the full power of this sword.
After the sword stabbed out, a loud sonic boom was produced in the air. Many of the martial artists near the stage were instantly deafened.
"Shadow Sword Technique, Second Form: Raging Waves of a Thousand Layers!"
Ling Xiao roared in his heart. The power on the Purple Flash Sword surged crazily again. The Heavenly Yuan Qi around him turned into raging waves that surged towards Hime Myung-kō.
Then, under everyone's shocked gaze, wave after wave crashed onto Hime Myung-kō's back.
Hime Myung-kō did not have the chance to dodge at all.
The frenzied power sent her flying like debris, like a flower that had been trampled by a wild bull.
Weak, pathetic!
Letting out a long sigh, Ling Xiao withdrew the Purple Flash Sword. The other two Sword Soul Doppelgangers also returned to their original forms and merged into Ling Xiao's body.
Rumble!
The attack was still ongoing.
The most terrifying thing about Ling Xiao's Shadow Sword Technique was that it was a continuous and powerful attack.
It would not stop until the attack was over.
Even if you blocked the first wave of attack, you would still have to endure the next wave. An ordinary person would not be able to do so.
Although Hime Myung-kō was not an ordinary person, she was still sent flying by the continuous attacks. She was about to fall off the stage.
"What! The Holy Son was defeated? "
Countless people watched in disbelief as Ji Mingkong was sent flying and fell off the stage. Their faces were filled with shock and disbelief.
This was the Holy Son!
The leader of the Six Young Masters of the Sacred Dynasty!
The person who was thought to be most likely to obtain the identity of the "chosen one" was actually defeated so easily?
However, those who were familiar with Hime Myung-kō were very calm.
If Hime Myung-kō was defeated so easily, then she did not deserve to be the Holy Son of the Sacred Dynasty. She did not deserve to be the leader of the Six Young Masters of the Sacred Dynasty.
Everyone's eyes were on the stage. The speed at which Hime Myung-kō was being sent flying had slowed down. This meant that she was gradually disintegrating Ling Xiao's attacks.
Even so, being sent flying by Ling Xiao was a disgrace to many of the Heavenly King Sect members.
Their disdain for Ling Xiao seemed to have turned into mockery for Hime Myung-kō.
"Hmph, this little guy's attacks are not bad."
The head judge snorted. He had mixed feelings about Ling Xiao.
"That's right. It's a pity that even though the attack is ferocious, it's still lacking in strength. With just an attack of this level, it's still insufficient to cause too much damage to the Saint. The second level of the Tian Ji Sword Skill, Sky Dance Technique, is truly not simple."
Another judge stroked his beard and sighed.
"That's right. This Holy Son is indeed worthy of being called a Holy Son. His strength is so strong that it's rare to see someone at his age. I'm afraid he's the one closest to Yu Xuanyue. It seems that the Heavenly King Sect and the Sacred Dynasty have really done their best to cultivate him."
Another judge nodded and said, "Ling Xiao's attack just now should be his strongest attack. If that's all he has, I'm afraid he will lose to the Holy Son!"
"That's not necessarily true. This kid seems to know that his attack won't work. He was just testing the waters. Look at his expression. He seems to be very calm. If he is not pretending, then he must be hiding something."
"But what kind of hiding method could achieve such an effect? Even the head judge could not see through it."
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