Liu Mingxiang stepped onto the stage first, pointing his long sword at Wang Yanfeng and laughed: "Wang Yanfeng, come up and accept your death!"

  "Hmph." Wang Yanfeng let out a cold snort, and calmly stepped onto the stage. His gamble with Liu Mingshang was also set for this day.

  "This Wang Yanfeng, indeed has backbone." Lin Ming could see that Wang Yanfeng's aura was not fake, the gap between Wang Yanfeng and Liu Mingshan was too big, even if Wang Yanfeng had a good talent, it would be impossible to catch up within a month. However, facing a desperate battle with little chance of winning, he still had the courage and momentum, which was quite rare.

  Wang Yanfeng drew out his treasured sword, and true yuan poured into it. The nine cyan characters of the "Nine True Words" lit up one by one, their forms several times more solid than when he had fought Lin Ming before.

  For the past month, Wang Yanfeng has been crazily cultivating. Although he hasn't reached the peak of Practicing Body Three Refinements, it has made his True Yuan Practicing Zang's degree even more thorough and consolidated his Practicing Body Three Refinements' cultivation.

  Seeing Wang Yanfeng's Nine True Words Swordsmanship, Liu Mingshang smiled and said: "It's indeed a bit of progress, but unfortunately it's still far inferior to mine."

  "Die!" Liu Mingxiang shouted loudly, drawing his long sword and slashing it at Wang Xuanfeng. In mid-air, his sword turned purple-gray and flickered with eerie light.

  "Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!" Liu Ming launched three consecutive sword strikes, his treasured longsword imbued with his true essence, emitting a fierce explosive sound.

  Wang Yanfeng took a slight step back, the nine true word symbols on his sword shone brightly, and with one slash of his sword, Liu Mingshang's sword wind was suddenly weakened. Wang Yanfeng then launched another attack, breaking through Liu Mingshang's first layer of sword wind.

  "Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!" Wang Yanfeng retreated while fighting, continuously cutting through Liu Mingxiang's sword winds. For a moment, the air was torn apart like silk, and Wang Yanfeng walked steadily in the unbridled flow of energy, not chaotic in the slightest.

  "You have some skills, but you're still far from being a match! Heavenly King's Wheel Slashing Sword!"

  Liu Ming Xiang took a step forward, his true yuan manifesting an even more intense purple color, his aura churning like boiling water, the three-foot-long sword emitting a radiant light similar to that of the purple sun. A three-foot-diameter wheel of law condensed from true yuan appeared at the tip of Liu Ming Xiang's sword, rapidly spinning around.

  "Tianwang Zhuan Lun Jian! A high-level martial skill recorded in the Cangshu Pavilion, extremely difficult to master, yet Liu Mingxiang has succeeded!"

  "Wang Yanfeng is in danger!"

  Lin Ming narrowed his eyes, gazing at the Heaven King's Wheel in the arena. The true essence formed a law wheel that had become an extraordinary system, and to him, it seemed flawless. However, Lin Ming discovered that Liu Mingshang was supporting this Heaven King's Wheel with great difficulty. In the process of infusing his true essence into the Long Sword Treasure, there were too many places where it didn't blend harmoniously!

  Wang Yanfeng can only win by taking advantage of the current situation and rushing out to cut off the supply of true yuan in Liu Mingshang's treasure. However, Wang Yanfeng is not a Mingwen master and does not understand the "Taiyi Linghun Jue", so he cannot see the flow route of the true yuan in Liu Mingshang's treasure.

  At this time, Wang Yanfeng made a move. Although Liu Mingshang's momentum was overwhelming at this moment, Wang Yanfeng went against the current! He was very clear that if he didn't go up now, there would be no more opportunities. He had to break through Liu Mingshang's Tianwang Zhuanlun before his technique reached its peak!

  Wang Yanfeng swung his sword, and his attack target was neither the Tianwang Jianlun nor the true yuan flowing unsteadily in Liu Mingshang's treasure. He attacked Liu Mingshang's vital point on his chest, with a long sword infused with true yuan, faintly flashing with electric light, accompanied by the sound of wind and thunder, martial skill - Leiyun Jian!

  This move is exactly the high-level martial skill selected by Wang Xuanfeng in Cangshuge!

  At that time, Wang Yanfeng chose "Shen Yang Gong", "Hong Huo Luo Yu" and "Lei Yun Zhan" in the Cangshu Pavilion. None of these three martial arts techniques were simple, and even if Wang Yanfeng was exceptionally talented, it would be impossible for him to learn them in a short period of time.

  "Shen Yang Gong" is a skill, cultivating it to improve one's abilities, and relying on it to boost strength is not something that can be achieved overnight. Similarly, "Hong Huo Luo Yu" is a light skill that cannot enhance one's combat power in a direct confrontation. Therefore, Wang Yanfeng spent most of the past month practicing "Lei Yun Jian". Now, his Lei Yun Jian has made some progress, and he thinks that with this move, he can achieve an unexpected effect!

  "Naive! You've only cultivated the Thundercloud Slash for a month, how can it compare to my Heavenly King Slash Wheel!" Liu Mingyang shouted loudly, his long sword wielding the Heavenly King Slash Wheel slashing down, the purple Heavenly King Slash Wheel carrying the devouring and rotating force, heavily falling down.

  "Boom!" Lei Yun Jian and Tian Wang Jian Lun collided, the intense collision of their true yuan compressing the air into a tangible membrane that surged out in all directions like a tidal wave. Lightning flashed in mid-air as Wang Yanfeng and Liu Ming were simultaneously sent flying!

  Liu Mingxiang's body somersaulted in mid-air, finally landing on the ground with his sword supporting him. His chest heaved violently, clearly still reeling from the impact just now.

  However, Wang Yanfeng was even more miserable. His body flew out dozens of feet away and heavily crashed into a large tree, spitting out a blood arrow from his mouth.

  "Wang Yanfeng has lost!"

  "It was expected, but it's already quite good that he could beat Liu Mingxiang to this extent."

  "How can a newcomer possibly win over an old-timer? Everyone here is a genius, we've all been in the Seventh Rank Wu Fu for many years. If we lose to newcomers, wouldn't that mean these past few years have been wasted?! That Lin Ming will definitely lose too! These newcomers, if you don't knock them down a peg, they'll think they can ride roughshod over us!" A disciple from the First Rank Hall sneered disdainfully.

  Wang Yanfeng propped himself up with his sword, kneeling on one knee on the ground. He wiped away the fresh blood from the corner of his mouth with his left hand and stared coldly at Liu Mingshang, flinging out five True Yuan Stones!

  "What you've taken from me today, I'll return double someday!!"

  Wang Yanfeng spat out the words viciously, each word falling like a heavy stone, ringing in his ears. After finishing speaking, he turned around, propped himself up with his sword, and dragged his injured leg away step by step!

  Seeing Wang Yanfeng leave, Lin Ming couldn't help but feel some admiration for him. Speaking of Wang Yanfeng, he was indeed unlucky. Since entering the Seven Profound Martial House, he had been continuously defeated and suffered setback after setback. If it were an ordinary arrogant genius, they might have become disheartened by now. But Wang Yanfeng could still persevere without yielding, which was truly admirable.

  "Lin Ming, come on up! It's your turn now! You'll end up the same way!" Following Liu Ming Xiang, Zhang Cang walked onto the martial arts stage. Zhang Cang's ranking stone result was 103rd place, his strength far surpassing that of Liu Ming Xiang!

  Lin Ming walked onto the martial stage with his Guan Yu spear on his back, standing opposite Zhang Cang from a distance.

  Wang Yanfeng and Liu Mingxiang's battle was just an appetizer, while Lin Ming and Zhang Cang's battle is the main event of today's gamble, with more than half of the people in attendance coming specifically for this battle!

  Among them, the newcomers naturally hope that Lin Ming will fight hard, even if they lose, they can't lose too badly. The old-timers, on the other hand, hope that Zhang Cang can win with overwhelming advantage, so that these self-righteous newcomers know the gap between them and the old-timers!

  Seeing Lin Ming go on stage, Ling Sen and Takashi also added a few more points of attention. What exactly did Lin Ming rely on to rank 126th on the Ranking Stone? It's about to be revealed!

  The battle officially began, and Zhang Cang drew out a narrow knife. This knife had no guard, the blade was directly connected to the hilt, the blade was two feet eight inches long, the hilt was only three inches long, and the blade was thin as paper, it was clear at a glance that this was an extremely fast knife.

  There's no doubt that this sword is a treasured object. As a disciple of the Seventh Xuanwu Sect, ranked around one hundred, even if not from a noble family, it's easy to be recruited by a major power. With the favorable treatment that comes with joining a major power, obtaining a treasured object is nothing!

  "Draw your sword, Lin Ming! I'd like to see how well you've mastered the 'Fundamentals of Swordsmanship'. Have you made any progress? Such a simple technique should be mastered in just one month."

  Zhang Cang's face had a hint of a sneer, to say nothing of the small success of the "Basic Gun Technique", even if it was perfect for him, it wouldn't pose any threat. The more Ling Sen Tuo paid attention to Lin Ming, the more he would trample Lin Ming underfoot.

  Zhang Cang poured his true yuan into the narrow knife, and seeing Lin Ming still standing motionless, he furrowed his brow, "You're not drawing your weapon?"

  Lin Ming slowly said: "When it's time to come out, it will naturally come out!"

  "What did you say?" Zhang Cang's heart was filled with rage. As a top disciple of the Di Zong Tang, he was actually being looked down upon by a junior who had just entered the Wu Fu, and to make matters worse, his opponent's strength wasn't even on par with his own! It was as if they didn't know how to live or die! "When it's time to come out, I'll naturally come out! Fine! Very good! Today, I'll see whether you still have the chance to draw your sword!"

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