Chapter 91 (1/2)
Chapter 91 - Poor Ma Teng
Within the Martial Arts Practice Field, Ling Dao and Ma Teng stood facing each other. Their victory or defeat would determine the location of the Chinese clover flower and the lower graded sword. The many Sky-splitting Sword Sect's flutes present were also filled with antic.i.p.ation.
Only those outer sect disciples with Physical Realm would think that Ling Dao could win. The inner sect disciples all felt that Ling Dao would definitely lose. A Ling Dao who had just become an inner disciple, how could he possibly be a match for the famous Ma Teng?
”I let you strike first to prevent others from spreading the news. Others say that I'm bullying you!”
Ma Teng was currently in a great mood. Not only did he defeat Ling Dao, he also obtained the lower graded sword. The mission that Ji Yuanliang gave him this time was indeed a beautiful job. If he could get a set of lower graded sword, Ji Yuanliang would probably be so envious that he would die.
”No need, your sword art is inferior to mine. Why don't you take out your sword first!”
Their words actually had similar meanings, but when Ma Teng said it, others thought that it was natural. But when Ling Dao said it, it gave off the feeling that he did not know the immensity of heaven and earth. What right did a Early stage Zhenqi warrior have to speak to a Zhenqi realm pinnacle fighter like that?
”You're courting death!”
Since Ling Dao did not know how to appreciate kindness, then Ma Teng could not care so much. A trace of hostility flashed past his eyes, and then he pulled out his fine steel sword, and walked towards Ling Dao. The zhenqi in Liu Ming's body started to circulate rapidly. It was obvious that he was planning to end the battle as soon as possible.
In this battle, not only did Ma Teng have to win, he had to win quickly and win beautifully. Otherwise, if word of this got out, Ma Teng's reputation would not be good to listen to. After all, he was the one who had caused trouble for Ling Dao.
”Sky Splitting Strike!”
The blazing sword aura seemed to have turned into a pillar of light, charging straight towards Ling Dao. As a Zhenqi realm pinnacle fighter, the sword technique Ma Teng trained in was naturally not ordinary either. Not only was his sword extremely fast, it also contained an extremely sharp light that seemed as though it could split apart everything in its path!
”It's Sky Splitting Strike!” I never thought that Ma Teng would actually master this sword technique, looks like this battle, one sword is over! ”
”I originally thought that there would be a fierce battle between two evenly matched opponents, but I never expected that Ma Teng would actually prepare to defeat Ling Dao in a single sword strike. How boring!”
Seeing Ma Teng use Sky Splitting Strike, many disciples all sighed. Not to mention Ling Dao being able to defeat Ma Teng, it was already not bad for Ling Dao to be able to block this sword attack. Tearing Sky Splitting Strike This sword technique only had one strike, but it was extremely powerful.
”seven forms of scorching yang!”
The Sky Splitting Strike was the Inferior Sword Style, and the seven forms of scorching yang was the same as the Sky Splitting Strike. With the same Inferior Sword Style, Ling Dao knew that when other people used it, they would not be as powerful as him.
”To actually use the seven forms of scorching yang to block the Sky Splitting Strike, it is simply laughable. How can Ma Teng give you time to display the seven sword styles?”
”Although the seven forms of scorching yang and the Sky Splitting Strike are both Inferior Sword Style, how could an incomplete seven forms of scorching yang be a match for the Sky Splitting Strike?”
There was only one move for Sky Splitting Strike, but there were a total of seven. In a battle between the two, the opponent cannot wait for you to finish casting the seven forms of scorching yang, so it would definitely be a direct confrontation.
”You are truly stupid. Since that's the case, you can lose!”
Ma Teng sneered, but in the next moment, he could not laugh anymore. His pupils intensely shrank, because in front of his eyes, seven scorching suns had actually appeared. It was the complete seven forms of scorching yang!