Having seen that Li Ling's magic was not weak in the previous duel, he figured his swordsmanship must be rusty. So he decided to use his own strengths to attack Li Ling's weaknesses and defeat him in one fell swoop.
But it wasn't until the moment their swords clashed that he suddenly realized he had probably underestimated his junior brother. In just a moment, Qi Hao was completely at a disadvantage!
Li Ling wielded the swords in both hands, coordinating their attacks and defenses. Their moves were flawless, while Li Ling often spotted and exploited the weaknesses in Qi Hao's moves. It was as if Qi Hao had foreseen Li Ling's moves before they were even fully executed.
Li Ling wielded his two swords, deftly and skillfully parrying and slashing, forcing Qi Hao into a retreat that left him utterly helpless!
"What sharp swordsmanship! Every move and every stance is aimed directly at the opponent's weakness!" Dao Xuan couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.
Although Qingyun Sect uses swords extensively, they do not place much emphasis on sword techniques and moves, so their skills are not particularly outstanding. Therefore, their sword techniques are still inferior to those of the famous sword manor, which Li Ling learned over the past ten years in the world of "Young Zhang Sanfeng" and which had been refined over a hundred years.
Li Ling, dressed in the Qingyun Sect's standard uniform, forced Qi Hao to retreat repeatedly with his swordplay, displaying a unique and dashing style that made many female disciples of the Qingyun Sect's eyes light up.
"Sizzle!"
With a series of tearing sounds, Qi Hao had several more bloody gashes on his body and several more tears in his clothes, making him look even more disheveled.
Because of his mistake in choosing to compete with Li Ling in swordsmanship, Qi Hao, who was originally able to have a good fight with Li Ling, is now being suppressed by Li Ling's sword momentum. His range of movement is getting smaller and smaller, and he is about to be completely defeated!
At that moment, Qi Hao gritted his teeth, disregarding his own safety, roared, and let the Dragon Slayer Sword pierce towards his chest without dodging at all.
He secretly made a sword gesture with his fingers, and the next moment the Frost Immortal Sword suddenly became extremely cold, breaking free from his control and stabbing towards Li Ling in mid-air!
He actually planned to perish together with Li Lingyu!
"Heh!" A flash of disdain crossed Li Ling's eyes as he looked at the icy immortal sword thrusting towards him.
With his swordsmanship, he had seven different moves, which allowed him to easily dodge the sword light and then effortlessly send his Dragon Slayer Sword down to the opponent's throat.
Unfortunately, he couldn't kill his fellow disciple in front of so many people. Li Ling guessed that Qi Hao had figured this out, which was why he decided to act like a rogue.
With a cold snort, Li Ling withdrew his originally decisive and fatal sword strike. He flicked his Dragon Slayer Sword to deflect the Frost Immortal Sword, then shouted loudly, "Since Senior Brother Qi wants to compete with me in swordsmanship again, I will fight you and let you know that you will never be able to surpass me in the way of the sword in this lifetime!"
With that, Li Ling sheathed the Qiankun Sword, raised the Zhanlong Sword towards the sky, and its blade shone with a bright blue light, engaging in combat with the Hanbing Immortal Sword flying through the sky.
In the eyes of someone like Li Ling who had grasped the ultimate principles of swordsmanship, this aerial sword duel was not much different from close-quarters sword fighting. Moreover, when the "Eight Styles of Famous Swords" reached the point where all eight swords flew together, it had already reached the level of controlling the sword with qi.
Therefore, even when fighting solely with the Dragon Slayer Sword, Li Ling quickly suppressed Qi Hao, just as before. The blue sword light of the Frost Immortal Sword was firmly suppressed by the cyan sword light of the Dragon Slayer Sword, putting Qi Hao at a disadvantage.
Even the seven sect leaders were all taken aback. They hadn't expected Li Ling to be so talented. In just five years since he entered the sect, not only was his cultivation speed astonishing, but his close-combat swordsmanship and sword control techniques were also superior to Qi Hao, who had entered the sect more than a hundred years earlier.
Moreover, seeing Qi Hao's face flushed and him exerting all his strength, while Li Ling appeared calm and composed, this was truly beyond their imagination.
This martial arts contest, which they had initially considered a foregone conclusion, was indeed without suspense. However, the winner was completely different from what they had imagined, which was something they found hard to accept. 百镀一下“All Heavens and Myriad Realms Wishing Star爪书屋”最新章节第一时间免费阅读。
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Chapter 344: Human Joy - Du Bishu
Seeing this, Lu Xueqi, who was watching from the sidelines, had just relaxed from worrying about Li Ling, but couldn't help but frown slightly.
With Li Ling on the verge of victory, she would inevitably have to face him next. Stubborn by nature, she didn't want to disappoint her master, so she would do her best to achieve the best results.
However, seeing Li Ling's superb swordsmanship, whether it is close combat swordsmanship or sword control techniques, he is quite sharp. I really don't have much chance of winning against him!
Just as the onlookers were lost in their own thoughts, the battle on the stage was finally coming to an end.
"laugh!"
Accompanied by a flash of light from the Dragon-Slaying Sword, a crisp sound rang out from the sky. Qi Hao, who was on the ground, suddenly turned red in the face, before he could utter a word.
With a "whoosh," he couldn't help but vomit a mouthful of blood, and then, with a look of disbelief on his face, he collapsed onto the arena.
As the Dragon-Slaying Sword was retrieved, the Frost Immortal Sword in the sky finally fell down, but this time it had broken into two pieces.
That crisp sound just now was the Ice Immortal Sword being severed by the Dragon Slayer Sword. The Ice Immortal Sword was connected to Qi Hao's mind, so it's no wonder that Qi Hao vomited blood and fainted.
"In this battle! Li Ling of Dragon Head Peak wins!"
As the referee shouted, a chorus of disbelief erupted from below. To all the elders and disciples, this was an absolute upset.
"A disciple who has only been a disciple for five years defeated the senior disciple of Dragon Head Peak who has been cultivating for over a hundred years? Am I really not seeing things?"
"First, Fang Chao, whose strength ranks among the top ten on Dragon Head Peak, was defeated by Junior Sister Lu, who is only ten years old, with a single sword strike. Now, even the chief senior brother has had his immortal sword broken. Moreover, this kid has only been a disciple for five years. This is truly remarkable!"
"Last year's runner-up was defeated in the second round..."
Compared to the sighs of the disciples from other peaks, the disciples of Dragon Head Peak, especially those who were close to Qi Hao, were more worried and fearful as they looked at Li Ling, who still had a calm expression on the stage.
None of them expected that their senior brother Qi Hao, who had always been incredibly powerful in their hearts, would be defeated by this junior brother who had only been a disciple for five years, and that he would lose so cleanly and decisively, being completely suppressed throughout the entire match.
Some people, remembering how they had secretly bullied or said strange things to Li Ling in order to curry favor with Qi Hao, now looked at Li Ling with a bit more embarrassment and worry. Could it be that he would become the leader of Dragon Head Peak in the future?
Ignoring his senior brothers' opinions, Li Ling didn't really care about the head of Dragon Head Peak. He preferred to focus on cultivation rather than dealing with worldly affairs. His mindset had completely transformed into that of a cultivator.
Looking around, Zhang Xiaofan, Zeng Shushu, and others were gathered in a group in the distance, and Zhang Xiaofan was waving to him from afar, signaling him to come over.
Lu Xueqi still stood coldly behind Shuiyue, but stared at him with a serious look, already regarding him as her biggest opponent, which made Li Ling feel a little amused and exasperated.
No longer thinking about Lu Xueqi, Li Ling strolled towards Zhang Xiaofan's direction.
Upon arriving at the location, Zeng Shushu exclaimed in admiration, "You're quite the lad! You've been so unassuming yet so incredibly skilled. Even the favorite to win, Senior Brother Qi, has fallen to your hands. It seems the championship is yours for the taking this time!"
Li Ling smiled slightly without replying, then turned to Zhang Xiaofan and asked with a smile, "How was it, Xiaofan? You've won the second round, haven't you?"
Zhang Xiaofan smiled and said gratefully, "Thank you for the flying sword. My master said it's definitely a top-grade rare flying sword, almost as good as his Crimson Flame Sword. Plus, I was lucky; my opponent didn't seem too strong, and I managed to advance to the next round!"