"How do you know that I am Jie Yuhua's disciple?" Qian Ling frowned, a little surprised.

When she came to Jie Yuhua, she only told her friends and parents about where she learned about this person?

"I have met several disciples of Jie Yuhua before, and have seen their tactics and body techniques." Chen Ziling replied.

Qian Ling looked slightly serious and said, "So that's it. I have to say that you are really powerful, your body is weird, and your strength is not bad. However, because this is a selection, I don't want to hurt people, so I didn't do my best. Next, I won't show any mercy."

Chen Ziling is using Qianling to train his body skills.

Qian Ling is also using Chen Ziling's body skills to cultivate her sword skills.

Both sides reserved this half-hour showdown.

It should be noted that Qian Ling is a great genius in the ninth level of martial arts realm. He has the strength to compete with martial king masters, and is much more powerful than Tuoba Xiong.

If she came to kill someone, the sword will be several times sharp, and the difficulty of avoiding it will be greatly increased.

"I'm looking forward to it."

Chen Ziling showed no fear.

If he is defeated by Qian Ling, what qualifications will he have to challenge Lu Yuanfeng next?

"Be careful!"

The soft sword floated, the sword wind blew, and turned into a spiritual snake.

In an instant, Qian Ling's sword was full of murderous intent and was full of sharpness everywhere.

Chen Ziling put on the Qingding boxing gloves and quickly attacked.

"Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom!"

The sword fists collided in the air, bursting out surging airflow fluctuations.

While the two of them attacked, they were also using their body skills and constantly changing positions. Their achievements in body skills were very good.

Most people can only see layers of afterimages when watching the competition on the battlefield.

"Whether it is Zhao Ding or Qian Ling, they are all geniuses who can rank among the top five in this selection. Unfortunately, they are destined to have one, who is outside the 100th place." Feng Xuan said.

As long as the first round of ranking matches fails, no matter how good the performance is, it must start from 101.

Of course, Qian Ling will still be selected as the Li Envoy, and the remaining 199 people will only exclude some people with very poor combat power, and most of them will still be retained.

After all, the rest are the very powerful Wuzong, and there will be not many people if they are eliminated.

In the martial arts arena, the two fought for another quarter of an hour, and the fist and sword shadows intertwined each other, and they fought very happily.

But the deacons in the audience were speechless. The two of them almost finished the prescribed time, but the winner had not yet been decided. There were only two of them fighting fiercely in the twenty-five fighting platforms.

"There is still a quarter of an hour. If the winner cannot be decided, according to the rules, this game will be a loss-making loss." A deacon shouted.

...

Qian Ling raised his eyebrows and realized that they had been fighting for so long and it was almost dawn.

"What should I do if I decide the outcome in one move?"

"Okay." Chen Ziling nodded.

Qian Ling swung dozens of swords in a row, and the sword shadow was like the wind. She hadn't met such a good opponent for a long time. Since she was practicing martial arts, she has not fought so happily like today.

The surging sword intent permeated. At this moment, Qian Ling broke through the sword's artistic conception and reached the first level.

And, he used a sword move that he had never used before.

The sword technique of the earth man, Qingxiao’s sword!

A stream of green clouds filled the sword, and an unprecedented powerful sword intent burst out from Qian Ling's soft sword.

Chen Ziling did not dare to be neglected at all. This sword technique was not easy for even a strong man at the tenth level of the Martial King Realm to take over.

If he was careless, he would definitely lose this battle.

With his ten fingers clenched, three metal marks and a thunder attribute in the Qingding fist glove were all activated, and a surging fist energy spread like ripples. Before the war started, he transformed the Qingding fist glove and added a thunder mark inside.

The river flows across the river!

"Boom--"

With one punch, the fist and sword were fighting each other. With the advantage of the blood orifice, Chen Ziling burst out with powerful power and gained a ray of superiority.

"Ding." Qian Ling took a step back, and the entire fighting platform began to tremble slightly.

"break!"

Chen Ziling roared again, and suddenly stepped forward like a wild beast.

"Dingdeng." Qian Ling retreated continuously, but in the end he could not withstand Chen Ziling's impact. He was knocked out and retreated to the edge of the fighting platform before stopping.

According to what was said before, she had already lost with one move.

However, on Qian Ling's face, there was no discouragement or reluctance that was caused by failure. In this battle, she was very happy, gained a lot, and broke through the artistic conception.

"I'm willing to accept the loss. If there is still a chance in the future, I will ask you for advice." Qian Ling smiled with a fist.

"Accompany at any time." Chen Ziling smiled.

Qian Ling jumped off the fighting platform and prepared to find a place to stabilize the artistic conception of the sword.

This battle has attracted many people to notice Zhao Ding.

"Why didn't I see him in the first round of selection? Did he hide his strength at that time?"

"It is very likely that, it seems that he is a very scheming person. You must be careful when encountering him."

"This person is very strong. Although he is still very far from Lu Yuanfeng, there is still a great probability that he will defeat Tuoba Xiong and get second."

Many people began to comment on Chen Ziling.

When Tuoba Xiong saw Chen Ziling's performance, he was even more powerful. He was the first to be the first.

As a result, a powerful Lu Yuanfeng came out, and another powerful boxing warrior came. Now, he may not even be able to keep his second position.

"The first round of the ranking battle ends. After three hours of rest, the second round of competition can be held. You can choose a small pavilion in the Martial Realm Palace to rest." The deacon said.

If there is no accident, this ranking battle will take eight rounds, which will take about three days to complete.

It has been half a day now. As long as Chen Ziling does not meet Lu Yuanfeng in the next seven rounds, he will have two and a half days to narrow the distance between him and Lu Yuanfeng.

Chen Ziling chose a small pavilion and began to practice.

...

In the second round of selection, Chen Ziling's opponent was a strong black-faced man who was good at using swords. Chen Ziling fought with him with bare hands and empty fists for half an hour, and he didn't even use his qi and blood much. This strong man was exhausted.

In the third round of selection, he faced a genius disciple from the Northern Sect. He was delayed by him for a long time and fought for almost an hour before he won.

In each round of next competition, Chen Ziling will fill up his time.

Most people are not as powerful as Qian Ling, and they can't bear it for a long time to fight.

Many people are very desperate when they meet Chen Ziling, which is simply a disguised torture.
Chapter completed!