"Mo Ting is afraid she will lose!"

Wang Chun was a little disbelief and looked at the two figures on the ring. He didn't expect the battle to go on in this way.

"Is this completely suppressed? I've heard that if a mortal warrior can reach the peak of his cultivation, he can compete with a third-level spiritual master. But this guy is not yet twenty."

——And for the past three years, this person has been lying in bed and sleeping unconsciously for most of the time.

"Won't!"

A hint of surprise flashed in Li Guanghai's eyes, but he was still calm: "It's not long enough to last. Although Zhang Xin's sword force is fierce, his strength is no longer there. At most, he can only cut seven more swords. Although Mo Ting's situation is in a mess, his spiritual energy is still considerable, and he does not worry about lack. He has always retained his backup plan and has not used it."

There was another thing he didn't say, that Mo Ting had already approached the verge of going forward under Zhang Xin's pressure.

It may not be necessary to have seven swords. It may be possible that after three to five moves, this person's battle situation may break through, and the situation will inevitably reverse.

Zhang Xin's martial arts are indeed so powerful that he can be on par with the first-level spirit master, but it will eventually become Mo Ting's sharpening stone. Today's battle will eventually become the food for Mo Ting to climb a higher level.

However, he changed his opinion. It seemed that Zhang Xin was not arrogant, but was indeed qualified to go against Mo Ting.

On the ring, Mo Ting had no initial calmness. Under Zhang Xin's sword force, she had already taken back fifteen steps in a row, approaching the edge of the ring, and staggered, almost losing her balance and falling to the ground.

I knew that if she retreated further at this time, it would be a situation of defeat. Mo Ting gritted her teeth suddenly, but instead of retreating, she stepped forward. The sword in her hand flew out of her hand, and under the control of her spiritual energy, it buzzed into the sky. It brought up a dazzling sword shadow and entered the land three feet in front of her.

This move suddenly caused a burst of exclamations under the arena.

"Sword-controlling technique?"

"It turns out that there is still a hidden hand. At this age, you can actually control spiritual weapons?"

"This Mo Ting is really worthy of being the direct source of the Mo family."

"After all, she wouldn't be surprised if she has the ability to cast art without seals. It's really convenient to learn sword-controlling skills with such talent."

"It seems that this crazy sword still has to lose!"

The point where the sword light pointed, Zhang Xin had to retreat temporarily, but at this moment, his eyes showed a sense of ease. He continued to kill nine times, and did not hesitate to physical strength. He finally waited for this moment to come-

He suddenly stepped aside, and Zhang Xin's figure moved to Mo Ting's left like a cloud dragon flashing.

This made Mo Ting's eyes slightly condense, but just as she just thought about it, she moved the Lingbi Shield to the left and blocked Zhang Xin's knife.

But the next moment, Zhang Xin slipped again and came to Mo Ting's right hand without any warning. At the same time, he led the sword force and slashed her right shoulder.

Such changes not only do not damage the knife force, but also make them more powerful and domineering.

It was too late to move the Lingbi Shield again. Mo Ting pinched the Ling Jue with her hand, and instantly turned the sword light and suddenly slashed back to the right.

But as soon as she finished this step, she heard a burst of "careful" and "wrong" calls from the bottom of the ring.

Mo Ting herself also changed color, and she had already seen that the "Zhang Xin" in front of her was clearly just a afterimage that was still there.

"Three folds of Yunlong!"

——Also known as the three appearances of the Yunlong, it is the most extreme mystery in the Yunlong transformation step!

But even though she understood, she was no longer able to respond. Zhang Xin's figure had already come behind her.

"The tenth sword will kill the three corpses and ghosts!"

But just before he said that, the long sword "Qiu Lan" had stabbed in from behind Mo Ting and then came out from his chest. It was wrong that Mo Ting tried hard to avoid it in the end, and the knife almost penetrated her heart directly!

Zhang Xin laughed again: "It just happened to be the tenth sword! It seems that you, Mo Ting, failed to survive ten swords under my crazy sword. What a pity, what a pity!"

Mo Ting stood there and wanted to say something, but because Qiu Lan pierced her lungs, she couldn't say it at all. After opening her mouth, a mouthful of blood gushed out.

The two ninth-level spirit masters who were standing by the ring had already arrived one after another. Zhang Xin was not very careful and immediately drew his sword and allowed these two to heal Mo Ting.

At this time, the entire mile-around area was silent, and the needle could be heard. It was not until the referee waved the flag and confirmed that Zhang Xin won that there was a roar around him. Everyone exclaimed or discussed, and their voices resounded close to the ring.

"I actually won?"

Xie Ling'er also couldn't believe it. She pinched her face with her hands to confirm that she was not dreaming.

Then she laughed happily, and looked at Zhang Xin with a little more admiration and passion. She thought to believe in her brother, but it turned out that she was not talking nonsense.

Huangfu Cheng was also stunned for a while before he woke up. His face turned a little blue: "This guy, he actually..."

Suddenly he thought of something, his eyes slightly showed a strange luster, as if he was gloating: "I think he is finished! He actually hurt the eldest lady of the Mo family to this point. How could the Mo family let it go?"

Mo Gong and Mo Ting, one side branch and the other straight line, have completely different weights.

Xie Ling'er ignored it and continued to look at Zhang Xin in a daze.

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"I actually won..."

At this time, Wang Chun was also murmuring in a low voice. It was not until a while before he looked back at Li Guanghai: "This is different from what you said."

"I was wrong!"

Li Guanghai had a pair of sword eyebrows, but his eyes were fixed on Zhang Xin.

He expected that Mo Ting had a sword-controlling technique, but he didn't expect that this person would also have reservations. Thinking about everything after the war, there were signs that could be seen. Zhang Xin clearly had premeditated it.

Mo Ting circled around her body to test her spiritual skills and her level of combat; and the final killing was not used until Mo Ting's sword-controlling technique was forced out.

What puzzled him was that Zhang Xin's Yunlong Transformation was obviously not yet at the peak, but why could he master the 30th Fen of Yunlong?

However, thinking of Zhang Xin's "life experience", Li Guanghai suppressed his surprise.

He had read some information about Zhang Xin. The spiritual master who rescued Zhang Xin and Xie Ling'er on the same day mentioned it in a report to the sect afterwards. He suspected that Zhang Xin had killed two second-level evil beasts alone before he was rescued.

This matter was not valued by the sect and was considered a fantasy. But he was thinking at this moment that this might be true.

No matter what kind of practice is in the world, it is like sailing against the current, and if you don’t advance, you will retreat. Zhang Xinshi was awake for nearly three years, and there is no progress in martial arts. That is to say, is this degeneration?

From being able to kill a second-level evil beast three years ago to being able to fight against a first-level spiritual master now, has it been degraded to this point?

Thinking about it this way, it's very terrifying.

This son's spiritual master's talent is not very good, not as good as that of ordinary people, and his soul is damaged. However, his talent in fighting is really surprising.

"What a mistake! It's worthy of being the Eight Winds Don't Move Li Guanghai. At this time, you can still be so calm."

Wang Chun smiled a little annoyedly: "That Xie Ling'er was injured and broken arm. You were still talking about the reason why you sat by the sidelines. But what happened today? You just ignored Mo Ting. This time, the Mo family members would not give up."

"I'm actually ready to take action, but I'm one step slower."

Li Guanghai looked strange and said something surprising to Wang Chun: "But Zhang Xin's battle situation is probably already at first."
Chapter completed!