Chapter 992: : Strength of Ling Wushuang

"Let's get started, click here, and don't hurt people's lives." Haiyue Chengzhu said, his eyes deliberately glanced at Ling Wushuang.
After all, on these five high platforms, only Ling Wushuang could be the only one who might be worried about his life.
With the sound of the Lord Haiyue, ten people on the five high platforms immediately moved.
The fierce confrontation, the violent inner strength, the majestic atmosphere, and the constant conflicts. The scene was extremely hot for a time, which attracted everyone to applaud.
If you can go to this step, you will not be weak. Naturally, you have some real skills, otherwise you will come to this city of Haiyue.
Among the five high platforms, the arrogance of the four high platforms is the most fierce. You come and go, it seems difficult to win or lose in a short time.
On the high platform where Ling Wushuang is located, it is most noticeable.
After all, there is Ling Wushuang, and it doesn't matter if you want to be followed.
I saw that Ling Wushuang's waist scimitar did not come out of the sheath, and dealt with the young man with a sword empty-handed.
The young swordsmanship is fierce, and the shots are even dazzlingly fast.
"This man's sword moves are amazing!"
"A little skill, it is worthy of being a genius in the third stage!"
"Unfortunately, he met Ling Wushuang."
"Hey, what kind of luck can anyone say?"
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Everyone on the ground argued that the strength of the young man who fought against Ling Wushuang was not weak, but unfortunately it was doomed to failure.
Ling Wushuang's expression was indifferent, and he responded calmly with bare hands. Although the young man's swordsmanship was fast, Ling Wushuang never showed any flaws. Even if the swordsmanship was fast, it was still difficult to gain the slightest advantage.
"You are too weak!" Ling Wushuang said in his mouth, disdainful to the young man with a sword.
The young man was angry, even though he knew that he was far from Ling Wushuang's opponent, but how could the other party despise him so much?
Knowing that Ling Wushuang was teasing himself, he didn't even show the scimitar around his waist. The young man with a sword snorted coldly, and the sword moves changed.
"Look at the sword!" The youth roared and pointed out a sword, which seemed to be weak and weak, but contained the implication of the endless sword.
If you can't completely block this sword, you will usher in a continuous sword momentum, even the warrior of the spirit bone realm, may not be able to bear it.
"Awesome sword move!"
There were some awesome sounds below. The young man who played against Ling Wushuang was actually so strong. This type of sword move alone was enough to amaze many people.
On the VIP table at the high table, the turbid old eyes of Pingbei Wang looked at the young man with a sword and showed a smile: "It turned out to be my little fellow from the Tang Dynasty, which is pretty good."
Ling Wushuang saw the endless one-sword attack, and finally showed a serious look, the scimitar out of the waist.
Han Guang appeared at first glance, but the machete was already taken into the waist by Ling Wushuang.
Many people simply did not see what was going on, and Ling Wushuang had already closed his sword, and his expression was indifferent.
On the opposite side, the young man with a sword kept the sword posture, but the expression on his face became bitter.
With a loud bang, the sword in the young man's hand fell to the ground, and blood flowed down the young man's arm.
Ling Wushuang's knife not only broke the young man's sword, but also almost cut off the young man's arm.
"I lost." The young man clutched his arm wound and said sadly.
Ling Wushuang didn't look at him at all, turned and left the platform.
"Ling Wushuang's knife, I didn't see it clearly!"
"Great! This Ling Wushuang's name is well-deserved!"
"It's terrible, if the knife is changed to me, I'm afraid it won't stop it."
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There was no suspense to win, and it seemed that Ling Wushuang was very easy to win, without much difficulty.
This result did not cause any slight surprises, but the only unexpectedness was the strength demonstrated by Ling Wushuang.
Although everyone knows that Ling Wushuang is very strong and very strong, it is one of the most powerful people among the five hundred days of Haiyue City.
But after all, not many people have seen Ling Wushuang shot, so naturally there will be some doubts and speculations.
Until just now, I saw Ling Wushuang's shot. Those who have some doubts and speculations in their hearts are completely convinced.
"Ling's baby girl is pretty good." Meng Haiwen nodded and seemed very optimistic about Ling Wushuang.
Ye Mengxian was expressionless and even hummed slightly, as if expressing her attitude towards Ling Wushuang.
Tuoba Lie didn't respond, and didn't seem to pay much attention to Ling Wushuang.
Pingbei Wang nodded and said, "The knife technique is okay, and it catches your eyes."
Ling Wushuang solved his opponent quickly, while the other four high-level battles continued. After all, not everyone possessed such powerful strength as Ling Wushuang and could easily defeat their opponents.
In the first round, as long as one opponent is defeated, you can enter the next round, and the one who failed in the first round is directly eliminated.
Until the fourth game, Fang Dading's name was drawn.
"Hey, it's my turn." Fang Lin smiled and stepped into the sky, standing directly on one of the high platforms.
"Huh? Is this guy Fang Dading?"
"Isn't he Master Fang Lin?"
"That's right, the pseudonym he should have used before."
"Huh, the taste of this name is really unflattering."
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Fang Lin's debut attracted a lot of attention. After all, Fang Lin was also a dazzling figure at the banquet of the city's main palace that night.
Moreover, Fang Lin also has the identity of a master of Dao Dao, which is even more interesting. A master of Dao Dao still has good martial arts strength, which is really rare.
Of course, the people who know Fang Lin's identity are only those who are arrogant~EbookFREE.me~ Other warriors who came to watch the battle, but they are not very clear who Fang Dading is, and they thought it was an unknown arrogance.
"This little doll is Tiankui's new apprentice?" Pingbei Wang looked at Fang Lin and turned to ask Ye Mengxian.
Ye Mengxian smiled slightly: "He is indeed a disciple of Grandpa."
Pingbei Wang was a little curious. He and Tiankuisu old friend were old friends, so knowing that Tiankuiju old man's temperament, would not easily accept the disciple, especially after that kind of thing happened 30 years ago, it even made Pingbei king I thought that Tiankui's old man would not accept another student in the future.
"Being able to be taken by Tian Kui Su's old man, I think this one should have something unique." Meng Haiwen complimented, but unfortunately Ye Mengxian and Bei Bei didn't seem to treat him very much, making him feel a bit boring and boring.
Not only a few distinguished guests, but also Tianxing, such as Yingxinghe, Jianqingshan, Shen Fan, and so on, also paid attention to Fang Lin.
Especially Ling Wushuang, even a pair of beautiful eyes staring at Fang Lin, seeming to see through Fang Lin.
"You better not lose the first game, otherwise it will be too boring." Ling Wushuang said coldly in his heart.