God Level Replication System
Chapter 214: The power of the palm
As the referee's words fell, the court turned into silence.
Almost all eyes were on the third ring.
Although in the remaining arena, there were also duels going on.
But almost no one noticed.
Because they were nothing compared to the newly-emerged and born Lin Xuan.
On the ring.
Zhou Wenjie looked at Lin Xuan with a very serious expression, curling his hand:
"Sister Lin, please forgive me!"
Although he had not seen Lin Xuan's performance in the previous game, he knew that he was not an opponent after hearing Lin Xuan's information.
However, as the second disciple of the Red Fire Imperial Family, the top genius of the Red Sun Region.
It was impossible for him to admit defeat.
I can only do my best to get to know the fifth young man who is rumored to have improved this much.
After speaking, Zhou Wenjie took a picture.
The power of the open spirit realm pinnacle exploded.
Artistic conception of some Taoist understanding was revealed.
The sharp edges soared into the sky, instantly cutting the air on all sides into pieces.
Spiritual strength surged wildly, and the sword in his hand trembled slightly.
It was impressive doing so with all its strength.
Many spectators in the square were forced to retreat.
This strength, with the addition of a few artistic concepts, was not much worse than the first level of Lingyuan realm.
All the spectators around were grim and slightly nodded.
It was indeed the second disciple of the Red Fire Kingdom Family, the top genius of the Red Sun Region after the four princes.
Sure oes.
And how was Lin Xuan going to deal with this kind of strength?
Everyone wants to know.
His eyes were fixed on Lin Xuan.
But seeing Lin Xuan standing still, his expression was indifferent, as if nothing had happened.
The power that was very close to the Lingyuan Realm, as if nothing, did not affect him at all.
Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked.
It even felt that Lin Xuan's strength was unfathomable.
For the next competition, I am looking forward to it.
Not surprisingly, Lin Xuan should have won.
How many tricks can Zhou Wenjie do?
Can you impose Lin Xuan's true strength?
Everyone was quietly waiting for him.
On the ring.
Seeing Lin Xuan's indifferent expression, Zhou Wenjie also felt a little in his heart, feeling vaguely that he might have underestimated Lin Xuan.
But at this moment, he had no time to think about it.
"Ling Yun Yijian!"
With a low shout, he cut with the sword.
i'm...
The sound of the air was heard continuously.
Dozens of sword lights flew out, but turned into white clouds, drifting towards Lin Xuan.
It seemed peaceful, but it was a hidden killing intent.
Its speed also seemed to be slow, but it was actually instant.
This was the famous Baiyun Sword Art passed down from the Chi Yan royal family.
But while breathing, dozens of white clouds floated above Lin Xuan.
Sen Leng's killing intent had caused the temperature in the air to drop sharply.
With some bonus of artistic conception, power has skyrocketed.
The common peak of the spirit opening realm, if faced with one of the white clouds, it was the result of being killed by a nail.
And under the siege of these dozens of white clouds and sword light, even in the early stages of the Lingyuan realm, it was impossible to be easily taken over.
Yes, this sword was made by Zhou Wenjie with all his strength, the strongest blow, without any conditions.
Zhou Wenjie also knew that his strength was not comparable to Lin Xuan, and he did not dare to have any objections.
In the next instant, dozens of white cloud sword lights descended towards Lin Xuan.
Emptiness seems to be penetrated.
Below, Lin Xuan still looked innocent.
Lin Xuan made a non-salty or indifferent comment.
Soon, it was also shot.
This time, the Red Sun Region Competition, to him, was not at all difficult.
He had come here just to collect energy points and copy some treasures by chance.
To ensure that the maximum number of energy points can be harvested, it is necessary to wait for the opponent to take the strongest hit.
Then he defeated her like an ordinary human.
At this moment, it's time.
It was launched with one palm.
This palm was still the same as the previous melee in the first fight.
Without using martial arts, artistic conception, spiritual power, only pure physical strength was poured out.
Moreover, it was only a small part of the strength.
But even so, it was quite amazing.
In an instant, as if a level nine gale was blowing, the sound of biting howls spread throughout the square.
A terrifying power, like endless waves, gushed out and spread out in all directions.
Unstoppable force.
There was a creaking sound, as if even the void could not bear it.
Suddenly, the dozens of white cloud sword lights that Zhou Wenjie slashed down touched the strength of Lin Xuan's palm.
Click click click click...
But then, a cold voice continued to come out.
Dozens of white cloud sword lights that Zhou Wenjie slashed with all his strength were like crackers.
In an instant, it broke and disappeared.
There is no fight at all.
"How can this be?!"
On the opposite side, Zhou Wenjie saw this scene, his pupils widened, and he exclaimed, his eyes full of disbelief.
He struck with all strength, even with the strongest martial arts, all artistic concepts, and a sword that was slashed under the urgent spiritual power.
His strength is so powerful that even at the early stages of the Lingyuan Realm, if you want to take over, it won't be easy.
In his opinion, although it was impossible to defeat Lin Xuan.
However, Lin Xuan required a lot of effort to take out this sword.
But at this moment, Lin Xuan was struck by his palm, and everything was shattered.
The big gap was like a sewer.
How dare he believe!
Everyone in the court was also shocked by this scene.
I never thought it would be such a change.
This time, Lin Xuan's strength was revealed.
They are much stronger than they think.
Everyone was also because of Lin Xuan's strength, and the shock was so intense that it couldn't be calmed down.
Even the four great princes had serious expressions, and they did not dare to look down on Lin Xuan anymore.
Even if Lin Xuan had only opened the eighth level of the Spirit Realm, and they were in the Spirit Element Realm, it was.
And on the ring.
The terrifying energy that Lin Xuan launched with a palm broke the dozens of white cloud sword lights that Zhou Wenjie had smashed.
Actually, it did not weaken by half.
Forward.
With an invincible force, he crashed into Zhou Wenjie.
"not good!"
Zhou Wenjie also noticed that he could not help his heart from jumping, and cold sweat came out from his back.
He knew in an instant, this time, like an endless wave of power, he could not accept it.
Thinking that Lin Xuan could only slap his hand casually, it would crush him with the strongest blow.
It's a counterattack.
This level of strength, I'm afraid it's no weaker than the initial stage of an ordinary Lingyuan realm.
He was also greatly shocked by Lin Xuan's tyrannical strength.
But at this moment, he did not have the time to think too much.
Because the terrifying energy that Lin Xuan launched with one palm was extremely ferocious and too fast.
He had no time to fight, let alone escape.
It's already here.
In an instant, Zhou Wenjie felt a sharp pain from his chest, and his eyes darkened.