Chapter 2227: End

Chapter 2228: End
"Lin Tian, ​​elder sister ..." Even the layman Xiao Manxuan knew vaguely what happened, and the little girl flushed with excitement.
"Finally promoted ..." Lin Tian nodded slightly and smiled with relief.
He has witnessed the progress of the young lady all the way, from late in the day after tomorrow to the day after tomorrow, he has been saving. Now, on the ring, in the real battle, break through the last layer of obstacles and advance to the innate realm!
"Yeah, great!" Xiao Manxuan shouted in surprise, and she witnessed her sister's growth. She had to take care of the company and keep the family industry, but she also had to follow Master to cultivate and explore martial arts.
Compared with the disciples of the ancient Wu family, she has paid much more effort. Therefore, Xiao Manxuan never thinks how powerful those disciples of the family are, including Ji Zimo, who is in the realm of innate realms, because if her sister cultivates as much as they do, her achievements will be higher than them.
boom……
All the white clouds in the sky dissipated, and the sky was clear. The young lady printed with her hands, her spirits were collected, and she was calm again.
She turned to look at Lin Tian, ​​her eyes filled with joy and joy, like a little girl who got a perfect score on the exam, sharing it with the closest ones, hoping to get praise and share happiness.
At this time, the young lady did not have the momentum of innate masters, but instead looked like a simple happy girl.
Lin Tian didn't hesitate his compliment, held out his thumb, then printed his lips and kissed her. The fair face of the young lady couldn't help but flutter into blush.
"Under the broad daylight, you're so brave to tease the congenital powerhouse in public!" Ling Shuiyao pouted and was speechless to Lin Tian.
Lin Tian glanced at her and smiled: "If you are promoted to innate, I will give you such praise."
"Big satyr, I don't want your praise." Ling Shuiyao looked disdainful, and then sighed again: "When can I be like Sister Man Xue?"
"Soon, I believe." Lin Tian was very sure.
Ling Shuiyao looked at Lin Tian, ​​took a moment to nod, and nodded hard.
At this moment, the scene has been messed up, the sentiment of perception, the argument of discussion, does not seem to compete in Yantai.
The old man made his loud voice again: "Dear friends, the contest is not over yet!"
The crowds just returned to their minds, and the first place in the contest has not yet been decided. It is only blame for this match to turn around the peak test, and everyone's mood followed the ups and downs.
At the same time, they are looking forward to it, because both players are already innate.
Ji Zimo's face was not very good-looking, but instead of saying anything, he erected the flying sword, a little white light condensed on the hilt, and then the white light spread along the sword body, reaching the tip of the sword, and the whole sword turned white. Lightsaber.
The lightsaber's light is getting stronger and stronger, and even hurts everyone's eyes. The audience also feels that Ji Zimo's momentum is stronger and higher than ever.
Even if it wasn't for the ancient martial arts in the realm of ingenuity, it felt that Ji Zimo was accumulating strength. After fighting for so long, he has never accumulated such strength continuously. Everyone faintly feels that Ji Zimo is completely serious, because his opponent is already innate.
The young lady retracted her gaze and looked at the painting sword. Slender and white fingers passed over the sword body, and the sword body flickered blue, as if seawater was flowing.
The blue light became more and more prosperous, and the tip of the sword condensed into a vortex, looking at it at once, like the eye of a returning ruling, hiding endless mysteries and strength.
Ji Zimo finally saved to the peak, splitting the flying sword forward, a half-moon-shaped sword awn flew out, spinning toward the young lady.
The young lady also wielded a painting sword, a straight swordman, flying out of the vortex, and at the moment when the swordman was flying out, Dantian once again exuded that strange breath.
Jianmang seemed to have a sense of induction, but it narrowed a circle, but its strength was more concentrated.
The two sword-mongers collided without violent roar, but everyone saw that under the sword-monger confrontation, the slate was silently broken, shattered into powder, and then the powder disappeared. Such a scene saw the back of the human body chill.
If you are close to Jian Mang, I am afraid that it will be twisted into powder instantly, and there will be no bone residue left.
A bang sounded, and the crescent swordman shattered. The blue swordman broke through all obstacles and flew at Ji Zimo.
Ji Zimo seemed to be unable to believe the scene in front of her, but she was stunned. The blue sword awns passed by him, the sleeves were instantly broken, blood poured out, and she ran down the arm to dye the flying sword.
"Let us lose!" A voice suddenly sounded in the auditorium, and then a figure jumped onto the platform to support Ji Zimo. Everyone set their eyes and it was Ji Wancheng.
He quickly clicked on Ji Zimo's arm, then looked at Xiao Manxue, his eyes were cold.
Ji Zimo seemed to be unaware that she was injured, and murmured in dismay: "How is that possible? She has been injured many times, and she has lost her energy to break through the realm. How could there be such a strong spirit?"
No one is destined to explain this problem for him, which is also the question of other ancient warriors. The young lady was injured several times, and finally broke through the realm, a lot of energy consumed before and after.
However, in the final match, he was able to surpass Ji Zimo. Such a majestic energy, even the congenital early stage that has been promoted for a long time, cannot be compared.
Only when Lin Tian and Miss knew what was going on, that deep-sea pearl was the cause of all the problems. She absorbed the energy of the pearl!
Ji Wancheng pulled Ji Zimo out of the ring, marking the complete end of all competitions, the first place belongs to Xiao Manxue. There was thunderous applause from the stage. At this moment, the young lady is the focus of the audience, and glory comes.
She looked at Huayingjian with a smile on her face and said softly, "Xiaoying, we won."
Hum ...
The shadow sword trembled, and the sound of the sword wailed. The sound of Qingyue swirled over the ring, and it actually suppressed all applause.
Hum ...
Another sword rang, echoing the painting Yingyao. Everyone looked at it, but it was actually the blue frost sword behind Tang Muling. Then, the purple electricity sword sounded, Fang Tianhua's halberd sounded, and the Weeping Snow sword sounded ...
All town-level weaponry ~ EbookFREE.me ~ were towed by the painting sword, all of them rang, this is the sound of resonance! Over the entire mountain top, the sound of Jianming sounded, such a vision, completely shocked the ancient warriors.
"A rare vision for thousands of years!" The ancient warrior of the older generation sighed.
Lin Tian felt a slight shock on his wrist, knowing that the sword spirit was playing a trick, and could not help but say in his mind, "Xiaoya, what are you doing?"
"My king sees them all ringing, so I have to ring them, lest others say that we are out of grade." Jian Ling was righteous.
Lin Tian rolled his eyes and couldn't laugh or cry. It turned out that the sword resonated for this reason. If it didn't ring, it couldn't show its identity.
Jianming lasted for one minute before stopping. The young lady returned to the sheath and turned towards the Qingshuang Pavilion, bending backwards and saluting.
Lin Tian understands that the young lady is kind. Even if she is expelled from the mountain gate, she still has no resentment in her heart. On the contrary, she is grateful. If it was not for the teacher's instruction, she would not have achieved today.
(End of this chapter)