Everyone in the audience was still talking about it.
I think Jiang Heng has a greater chance of winning.
Although he has only experienced one battle, his powerful physique is almost invincible. ng Lingxiu cannot break it, let alone defeat it.
Thats not necessarily the case. With ng Lingxius great speed, Im afraid Jiang Heng wont be able to touch her skirt. In a wandering battle, there might be hope of victory.
In the arena.
Jiang Heng looked at ng Lingxiu's elegant movents and smiled playfully.
Wind Step? What a coincidence.
Jiang Heng also moved like a gust of wind, even faster.
The distance was shortened in an instant.
What! He is also Wind Step? And his level is higher than mine!
ng Lingxius face was full of shock, and her breathing rhythm was even ssed up for a mont.
At this mont of opportunity, Jiang Heng had already caught up with her.
Clenched a fist with his right hand and smashed it out!
ng Lingxiu's face changed drastically, her body twisted, and she raised her sword in an attempt to block.
!
Under the incomparable force, the long sword instantly shattered.
Jiang Heng's fist continued to move forward, passing through the chest of ng Lingxiu who was turning around.
An extrely hard touch ca from sowhere, making ng Lingxiu's face turn red.
next mont.
Jiang Heng instantly stopped his forward montum, pulled his right arm back, and imdiately turned it into an elbow strike, and hit ng Lingxiu again.
Such a sudden and rapid body change shocked everyone in the audience.
The body thod cos from the heart, this is the perfect level of Wind Step!
"This is a terrifying genius who suddenly appeared out of nowhere! At the age of ten, his cultivation level is at least six levels, his body skills are at a perfect level, his physique is terrifyingly strong, and his boxing power is obviously extrely explosive."
With such strength, he will definitely be a super dark horse in the sect competition next month!
ng Lingxiu on the stage was even more frightened, and a terrifying sense of crisis flashed through her heart.
However, she had no way to escape.
I am an eighth-level practitioner! I am proficient in Tianluo Palm! How can I not be as explosive as you!
ng Lingxiu was unwilling to give up.
As an extrely talented person, if she hadn't been too young, she would have been among the top ten in the sect competition.
He has strong talents in both cultivation and martial arts.
But now, everything is inferior to that of a peer.
How can this be!
She angrily mobilized all her energy and blood to et Jiang Heng's elbow.
The mont when palms and elbows strike each other.
With a muffled sound, an invisible shock wave spread out in all directions.
The Xuan-level [Mountain-Breaking Fist] upgraded from the Perfect Level [Rock-Breaking Fist], under Jiang Hengs control, the attack thod is no longer limited to fists.
Even a temporary elbow attack has nearly three tis the explosive power bonus.
60,000 kilograms of huge force, three tis the explosion.
The explosive power of a full 180,000 kilograms!
The palm that directly crushed ng Lingxiu, and even pushed her palm to continue hitting her head.
Bang!
A muffled sound.
ng Lingxiu's body flew sideways and landed on the ring, unable to get up for a mont.
A figure shot toward the ring.
Squat down next to ng Lingxiu and feel her breath and pulse.
It was the deacon in blue who was originally outside the ring.
After discovering that ng Lingxiu was fine, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Just an ordinary disciple. If sothing happens to a genius disciple like ng Lingxiu, he may also suffer the sa.
He looked at Jiang Heng with a slightly reproachful look, but said nothing.
After all, he is obviously a genius, so its better not to offend him!
At this ti.
Around the ring, the onlookers were buzzing with comnts.
"too strong!"
Next month, Jiang Heng is definitely capable of competing for the top ten rankings among the outer disciples! And he is only a teenager. He will definitely be able to rise up in the future and beco a core disciple or even a stronger true disciple!
I seem to have seen a new star in the sect rising!
"However, this kid Jiang Heng is too cruel! Even a beauty like ng Lingxiu is willing to deal such a heavy hand!"
At this ti.
ng Lingxiu on the ring opened her eyes in confusion and slowly regained consciousness.
She first thanked the deacon, then looked at Jiang Heng, who was standing quietly on the side of the ring not far away.
However, I saw that his complexion was plain, and his handso face was full of youthfulness and immaturity, making him look harmless.
Damn it! Youre so harsh!
ng Lingxiu gritted her teeth secretly.
Her head is still buzzing.
If it weren't for the warrior's powerful physique, the boulder would have been shattered by that blow.
In the Daluo Sect's cultivation atmosphere, although there were few people who were obsessed with her beauty, no one had ever been so cruel to her in a normal fight.
Moreover, the previous punch just missed her high point.
!
ng Lingxiu blushed, sighed secretly, turned around and got off the ring.
Next! Outer disciple Li Yi, please co on stage!
Butler returned to the table outside the ring and shouted again.
With two crushing battles ahead, the next challengers basically chose to admit defeat on stage.
Even after that, no one dared to co on stage to challenge.
Jiang Heng looked at the butler outside the ring.
"Since there is no one to challenge, I declare that Jiang Heng will beco the second challenger! You can co here to challenge the challenger Pu Xingyu at noon tomorrow."
After Jiang Heng stepped down, others continued to co on stage to challenge.
In fact, so people do not necessarily go to the challenger, but just want to increase their combat experience, or show their face in front of everyone and show their strength.
after all.
In addition to the annual sect competition, the duel arena can be regarded as a major event for the sect. The daily duels attract the attention of many people.
After leaving the ring, Jiang Heng returned to his small courtyard to practice.
In a luxurious and spacious palace.
On the high platform in the middle, a middle-aged man in black was sitting cross-legged.
His breathing was slow and rapid, and the air in the temple was constantly stirring with his breathing.
The majestic and terrifying aura lingered around him.
Long ti.
He stopped practicing, and the air gradually cald down.
"Co in!"
He still closed his eyes slightly, seeming to be recuperating, but he spoke leisurely.
A middle-aged man pushed open the door, walked to the bottom of the steps with his head lowered, and bowed.
Elder Sun! This is information about Jiang Heng, the son of Jiang Wenjing.
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