Chapter 392

The surging waves of his body are surging out of the sea.

The sky, become dark, clouds block the sun, cast a dark shadow.

The pressure was so great that everyone turned pale.

"Is it the strength of the later period of the Great Yuan Dynasty?" The referee is also shocked. After so many years as a referee, what kind of young heroes have not seen in various countries, and have never seen such a startling momentum.

Ling Chuxi was also secretly surprised that Xiao Tianying's real strength should not be in the middle of the great circle of Manchuria, but he could condense such a strong fighting spirit. It seems that he is not only stronger than Xiao Tianfan, but also has a far better understanding of the cloud turning formula.

Xiao Tianying's external combat weather tornado storm like, issued bursts of piercing screams, but he did not stop, continue to accumulate the fighting spirit.

The air outside Xiao Tianying was twisted by the strong fighting atmosphere. The lonely figure was mysterious and full of oppression. Under the impact of the fighting atmosphere, the hard stone surface of the challenge arena appeared many fine cracks. The small gravel was rolled up and turned into powder in the compression and friction of the fighting atmosphere, forming a dust storm.

"The great circle is full of peaks!" In the box at the top of the grandstand, several old men with pale faces suddenly stood up and looked at Xiao Tianying in disbelief.

"I really didn't expect that the Xiao family had such a talent. Even if the master of the Xiao family had done it himself, I'm afraid he couldn't apply the formula to this extent?" One of them said thoughtfully. After a while, several people sat down.

Only the last side, a dignified old man, has been quietly looking at the challenge arena below, and his expression has become more and more serious.

On the challenge arena, Ling Chuxi's expression has become more and more calm than ever. It seems that Xiao Tianying wants to win or lose with one move. It turned out that his understanding of the formula was not thorough enough. Xiao Tianying's strength was no more than that in the middle of the great consummation. He even accumulated such a terrible fighting spirit.

In this appalling momentum, Ling Chuxi dare not have the slightest contempt. The falling dust sword slowly comes out of its scabbard and makes a clear sword chant.

A bit of crystal sword light flows through the body of the sword like water, and converges to the tip of the sword. This is the way to use the fighting spirit from bailihan.

But this is not over yet. The air of war that congealed in a little bit gives out a shining light. Suddenly, it breaks away from the sword and spins rapidly. Before the cyclone disappears, another sword light like water flows into a spot and spins quickly. Then, there is the next One after another, the battle air was highly condensed, forming countless cyclones outside the sword, releasing strong pressure.

"Isn't this Duan Qingqiu's martial art?" Xiao Tianying was shocked. Maybe others can't see the secret of the fighting spirit, but they can't escape his eyes. Every master of the great realm of perfection has his own understanding, which is the accumulation of experience and the crystallization of a flash of light after years of practice. Even if others know the mystery, they are hard to understand because of different cultivation methods and different opportunities.

However, Ling Chuxi only had a fight with Duan Qingqiu once, and unexpectedly learned his spiral fighting spirit. What a terrible talent and a terrible understanding, which surprised Xiao Tianying.

Thinking about her reputation as a genius who was proud of from childhood to adulthood, Xiao Tianying suddenly felt a little shy and ashamed.

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