Spiritual And Martial Conqueror Chapter 68

Chapter 68 - Spark Blade

"Third match, Yang Miao …." The middle-aged deacon from the Cloudy Sun Sect took out two jade plates from a small box, looked at the four people below him and said: "Luo Jin."

"My luck is really bad." Lu Shaoyu's face sank, this was really bad luck, the level of strength of Ninth Stage Warrior w.a.n.g Guang, his own Fourth Stage Warrior, this kind of difference was too huge, the difference was like a huge canyon, let alone a difference of five levels.

"It looks like I won't have the chance to have a proper contest with you, a Warrior of the three divisions." Yang Miao said to Lu Shaoyu as he leapt up gracefully onto the stone platform.

Luo Jin's expression was helpless, and he leapt onto the stone platform, which was his best luck, at least from the surface, compared to when he was dealing with from w.a.n.g Family, Lu Shaoyu from Lu Family was much better.

Beneath the stone stage, only Lu Shaoyu and w.a.n.g Guang were left, Lu Dong, Lu Wushuang, Lu Xi and the others also had a slight change in their expressions. Although they knew that Lu Shaoyu was not ordinary, the difference in strength between the two levels was too great, in their eyes, Lu Shaoyu was still just a Third Stage Warrior, he had hidden away a stage of strength.

Only Zhao Hui, Lu Shaohu, and the others revealed smiles when they saw this. Even Zhou Lixing and Lu Nan sneered faintly, waiting to see Lu Shaoyu lose.

"Luo Jin, you are the Second Stage Warrior, you are not my opponent, surrender." Dressed in a suit, Yang Miao looked at Luo Jin and said.

"Whether or not he is his opponent, we need to compete to know. Even if he is not, there is no one in my Luo Family who would surrender." Luo Jin said indifferently.

When these words were spoken, the Patriarch of the Luo Family in the judging area immediately smiled faintly. He was extremely satisfied, and also let the surrounding people have quite a good impression of him.

"Alright, then I'll let you make the first move." Yang Miao pouted her bright red lips.

"Then I won't be polite." After saying that, Luo Jin knew that his strength was weaker, so he was not courteous at all. He leaped out, and a wave of red True Qi surged out from his body.

In the moment he was in the air, Luo Jin's hands formed a seal, and a half meter long curved blade appeared in his hands. On the blade, a red light flashed, and a groove appeared along the tip of the blade, releasing a cold light, it was obvious that the blade was not ordinary.

The curved blade drew an arc in the air, and then, as it cut through the air, it rushed towards Yang Miao.

"Good job." Yang Miao chuckled, her hand seals formed a seal, and a red sword sheath appeared in his hand at the same time. The sword was unsheathed, and in his hand, several sword images quickly appeared, bringing out a dazzling arc, like a spirit serpent, it was extremely nimble and sinister, as it instantly blocked Luo Jin's curved blade.

The two figures separated, and Luo Jin's face was already a little pale. He drew out his curved blade slightly, and a faint spark of light shot out, bringing the cold blade light as it slashed at Yang Miao once again.

"Swish …"

Yang Miao's delicate body moved, the True Qi suddenly erupted, and her figure turned into a blurry shadow that rushed towards Luo Jin like lightning. Her speed was extremely fast, and at the same time, the sword in her hand poured in the True Qi, bringing along a ball of flame.

Luo Jin's expression did not change, he knew that he was weak, and could not take advantage of Yang Miao. In an instant, the tip of his feet touched the ground, and the True Qi below him burst forth, his figure seemed to teleport a few steps back, the scimitar in his hand slashed horizontally, the powerful force bringing with it a bit of blazing flame, a light arc of fire appeared in the air, the sharp sound of wind breaking, and the sound did not stop.

Yang Miao moved to the side, the hand seal she was holding quickly formed, the sword suddenly changed its direction, and released a sword image, which was also a fire attribute True Qi. The sword image enveloped the entire s.p.a.ce, and suddenly enveloped Luo Jin.

"Clang clang …" In the midst of the sparks, the flames sputtered out, and the two of them retreated, but Luo Jin was obviously not a match for him, as he staggered backwards.

"Again." The sword tip pierced into the stone platform, leaving a mark on the stone platform to stabilize her body. Soon after, the delicate body pushed off with the tip of her toes, causing her to leap again, her body somersaulting in mid air, her feet kicking out towards the sky like a hawk hunting for food, her figure shooting straight for Luo Jin's head like a bolt of lightning, the sword in her hand creating countless of sword images, causing the temperature in the entire s.p.a.ce to soar rapidly.

"Chief Yang, your daughter is extraordinary, her talent is extremely strong, and her Martial Skill is also at the acme of perfection, being able to control it freely, this is definitely not worse than her talent." Looking at the two people on the stone platform, the white-browed Cloudy Sun Sect could not help but praise them. Sometimes, the reaction speed in a battle was just as important as one's own cultivation talent, and any expert was definitely not something one could succeed in relying on cultivation. Only in countless battles would one be able to train themselves to become a expert.

"In the future, I'll need to rely on the cultivation of white-browed elders." Yang Xiangfeng said with a faint smile. He was naturally satisfied with his daughter's performance.

"Of course, with your daughter's talent and performance, it won't be difficult for her to stand out in the Cloudy Sun Sect. When the time comes, she will have a high chance of becoming a direct disciple." If nothing unexpected happened, becoming a's direct disciple was something that was guaranteed to happen.

At this time, Lu Shaoyu was also focused on the compet.i.tion onstage, but in his mind, he had been thinking how to deal with w.a.n.g Guang. The difference in strength was too great, it seemed that he could only do the same thing as Zhou Haiming, and find a chance to make a move when w.a.n.g Guang was unprepared.

The two figures fought nonstop, and slowly, Luo Jin was lured to the edge of the stone stage.

"Searing Star Flame Saber." Luo Jin bellowed, and immediately, all the True Qi s around him surged with blazing heat, suddenly bursting out from his body, the True Qi s lingered around him, causing his entire body to be surrounded by a mysterious fire, the blade light became stronger and stronger, the bent blade kept on spinning in front of him, just like the pages of a fan, it instantly formed a circular blade light ball of fire, and the surrounding air turned into a white mist and dissipated.

Following that, the fireball flew out of his hand and rushed towards Yang Miao. At this time, Luo Jin's face was already pale white, the power of the Star Flame Prairie Blade was enormous, but this was also a True Qi that he was going to use up all his energy to examine. Unless it was the last one, he would not use his trump card.

"Fire Shadow Sword." Yang Miao cried out, and under Luo Jin's Blazing Star Flame Blade, she did not dare to be careless. In her hands, a True Qi surged out, and a blazing aura immediately enveloped the entire stone platform, the longsword in her hands, instantly slashing out dozens of sword beams.