Xianwu world shuttle system

Chapter 165 Group First
Chapter 179: First in the Group
Lin Qing's opponent this time was Cai Juntao, that is, the guy who shot and severely injured others.

Seeing that his opponent was Lin Qing, a gleam of joy appeared on his face, and he said coldly, "Jiu Chongtian, a mere martial artist, it's better to just admit defeat, otherwise, that Zheng Yuansheng will be your fate."

Lin Qing looked at Cai Juntao calmly, this guy is really swollen!Who gave him the courage to be so inflated?Liang Jingru?
"If you can, just give it a try." A disdainful smile curled up on the corner of Lin Qing's mouth. This kind of guy, usually the one who dances better, usually doesn't have much sense of existence.

Generally, people who get a little advantage and succeed as a villain will generally not end well.

And this Cai Juntao is the guy who is a villain, but he is just one step ahead of others to reach half a step of Wuling, so arrogant, as if I am the best in the world.

"Hmph! You asked for this. The weak should have the consciousness of the weak." Cai Juntao snorted coldly, feeling very displeased with Lin Qing, the weak should have the consciousness of the weak.

Cai Juntao took a step forward and slapped Lin Qing viciously.

Lin Qing didn't even raise his eyelids before letting Cai Juntao hit him with a palm.

A cruel smile appeared on Cai Juntao's face, and he had already expected the scene where Lin Qing vomited blood and flew out.

"puff!"

Cai Juntao's palm stopped three feet in front of Lin Qing, no matter how hard he tried, he could not break through the three-foot air wall.

"How is this possible!" Cai Juntao had a look of astonishment on his face. Just this three-foot wall of energy could block his move that increased its power dozens of times?

"Nothing is impossible, it's just that you have too little experience." Lin Qing chuckled, this kind of guy is just a villain's success, when he meets someone with the same cultivation level as him, or even stronger than him , the original shape is revealed.

"No, it's impossible! You're just a mere piece of garbage from the martial artist Jiuchongtian, how could you be able to block my attack? You must have a defensive spiritual weapon on your body." Cai Juntao shouted with a ferocious expression.

Lin Qing's words simply exposed his scars, and even sprinkled a handful of salt mixed with sand on his wounds.

When he was in the Cangyun Secret Realm, his cultivation was indeed low, so he could only accept it. Once he got a great opportunity and stepped into the half-step martial spirit, his mentality swelled.

He began to look down on warriors whose cultivation was lower than his own, and even mocked them in every possible way, thus showing his sense of superiority.

"Hmph! Can't I see if he has a spiritual weapon on his body?" The referee snorted coldly. If this guy wasn't a contestant, he would have slapped him right away.

"It's really pitiful." Lin Qing shook his head, such an opponent is not worthy of his sword.

"Die!" Cai Juntao came to kill Lin Qing with a ferocious expression, and struck at the vital point with every move.

Lin Qing's expression turned cold, the murderer will be killed forever.

Since you're killing me, don't blame him for being cruel.

Lin Qing held the scabbard, and the aura of his whole body became different. A section of the blade was slowly pulled out, and this feeling became more intense.

Even the audience in the audience had difficulty breathing, not to mention Cai Juntao who was facing Lin Qing directly on the stage.Under this terrifying coercion, the anger was directly suppressed.

All that's left is just fear.

Lin Qing drew out another section of the sword in his hand and said coldly: "Those who kill will always be killed. Since you have murderous intentions towards me and killed me, don't blame me for being ruthless."

There was only a bang, and the blade was pulled out of the scabbard suddenly, and a beam of bright sword light came out in response.

A sword mark started from Lin Qing's feet, splitting the tens of feet of martial arts arena.

And this Cai Juntao froze in place, after two breaths, nothing happened.

Cai Juntao couldn't help but sneered: "Is this your sword? It doesn't even do any damage, hahaha."

Lin Qing sheathed his sword, his face was full of mockery, killing this kind of person with his own sword was simply an insult.

As Lin Qing put the sword back into its sheath, a line of blood emerged from between his brows, and amidst his laughter, it split into two halves and fell to the ground.

His expression didn't change at all, he was still smiling, but coupled with the blood all over the floor and the colorful viscera, it was indescribably weird.

"It's such a fast sword... He didn't notice anything wrong when he died... Brother Gu, are you sure you can take this sword?" Li Ruochen looked at Gu Qianqiu and asked.

"It can be blocked, but according to his strength, killing this fool is just a breeze. He probably hasn't used his full strength yet." Gu Qianqiu said solemnly.

They thought they could suppress Lin Qing by breaking through Wu Ling, but unexpectedly, his sword was sharper than they imagined.

"Where did this guy come from? The talent is so amazing, it shouldn't be unknown." Chang Xishan shook his head and smiled wryly.

"Do you think he came from the Great Sect of the Imperial Dynasty? Just to train himself?" Shui Ruyue guessed.

"It's possible." Li Ruochen nodded. He checked Lin Qing's information, and there was only the section starting from Yangzhou City, and there was no information on the front.

This is very thought-provoking.

"Cai Juntao loses, Lin Qing wins." The referee looked at Lin Qing fearfully, he was in the fourth level of martial arts, and he felt a faint sense of threat with this sword.

Moreover, this kind of genius, on the surface, is not necessarily his real combat power. That is to say, Lin Qing, a mere martial artist from the ninth level of martial arts, can threaten him, a strong man from the fourth level of martial arts.

Lin Qing calmly stepped off the stage, and the next match was very simple. As soon as Lin Qing came on stage, the opponent immediately conceded defeat, without even the courage to raise his fighting spirit.

If life is gone, then there is nothing.

Then, the team from the first group came out first, and there was Lin Qing.

No one had any objection to the fact that this man, who was only a martial artist, won the first place.

Because, it is well deserved.

Then there is the second group of competitions, this one is more powerful, there are martial arts experts.

However, they all probably knew that there were numbers on the Cangyun Token, so none of them were on the same team.

Except for the first group, the seventh group and the tenth group, all other groups have a martial spirit.

If there is no accident, it is estimated that the first place in these seven groups is all Wu Ling.

The Wuling of the second group was none other than Zhang Wuxin.

He gave Lin Qing a cold look, and made a gesture of wiping his neck.

Lin Qing's expression turned cold, and the hand holding the scabbard tightened.

Zhang Wuxin smiled disdainfully, so what if your sword is sharp?
If you can't hit him, it's all in vain.

His low-level physical skills and martial arts, as well as his martial arts cultivation, greatly increased his confidence.

However, Lin Qing is a man with cheats, and his sword intent is completely erupted at this moment, and he himself is startled.

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