Chapter 81 Spirit Snake Phantom Sword

The martial arts meeting continues.

Nie Tian carefully observed every subsequent game, but no one worthy of his attention appeared.

"Preliminaries, the sixteenth match of a group, number seventeen, duel with number thirty." The gray-robed warrior announced on the competition stage.

"On the 30th, it's me!" Qiu Ling'er reacted with excitement on her face, not nervous at all, but rather excited.

On the contrary, Qiu Shan was very nervous and said: "Miss Ling'er, don't be brave. If you can fight, then fight. If you can't, then admit defeat."

"Uncle Qiu Shan, I understand." Qiu Ling'er nodded.

"I believe Sister Ling'er will definitely win." Nie Yurou hugged Xiaoguai, looked up at Qiu Ling'er, and said seriously.

"Yes." Qiu Ling'er nodded heavily, then stepped out.

"Miss Ling'er is very strong. As long as she doesn't meet a ninth-level Yuanling warrior, she is capable of fighting." Nie Tian looked at Qiu Ling'er's back and said calmly.

Nie Tian had already sensed before that Qiu Ling'er had the third level of Yuanling strength, but her Yuanling was a sword spirit, and a very powerful sword spirit.

Nie Tian estimated that Qiu Ling'er's Yuanling aptitude was around the fifth level.

Sword Spirits are not originally powerful Yuanlings. Qiu Ling'er can pass the strength test with the strength of the third level Yuanling, which shows that her Sword Spirit qualifications are not bad.

Qiu Shan nodded slightly. With Nie Tian's words, he felt relieved.

However, when Qiu Shan saw Qiu Ling'er's opponent on the martial arts stage, his face froze.

"Qin Feng?" Qiu Shan's eyes widened and he couldn't help but lost his voice.

He did not expect that Qiu Ling'er was so unlucky that the first opponent he encountered would be Qin Feng.

Qin Feng is the ninth level of Yuanling, the seed student of the New King.

Qiu Ling'er couldn't possibly be his opponent.

"Miss Ling'er, come down quickly. Stop fighting and admit defeat." Qiu Shan took a step forward and shouted to Qiu Ling'er.

Qiu Ling'er turned around and said with a smile: "Uncle Qiu Shan, it's okay, believe me."

Qiu Ling'er was very confident in herself and didn't seem to be afraid of Qin Feng.

Qin Feng had long seen Qiu Ling'er, Nie Tianjin Dabao and others together, and already had an idea in his mind. He sneered: "Uncle, she is the one who wants to compete, not you. Can you control so much?"

"I can take care of whatever I want, what does it have to do with you!" Qiu Shan panicked when he saw Qin Feng's sinister look. He suddenly jumped onto the martial arts stage and grabbed Qiu Ling'er, "Ling'er, listen to me, we Give up."

"Uncle Qiu Shan, I won't admit defeat." Qiu Ling'er insisted rather stubbornly.

"Do you want to admit defeat?" At this time, the gray-robed warrior from Ba Yun Academy spoke. He suddenly took a step forward, tilted his body slightly to one side, and threw a powerful force over him, knocking Qiu Shan off the martial arts platform.

Qiu Shan fell from the martial arts platform and almost fell, but fortunately Nie Tian held him up.

The gray-robed warrior stared coldly at Qiu Shan and scolded: "You are not a contestant, and you are not qualified to step onto the martial arts stage. This is your first offender, so I will spare you. Don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless if you dare to step onto the martial arts stage next time." "

"Brother, thank you for showing mercy." Qiu Shan was not injured, and the black-robed warrior did not act cruelly.

The gray-robed warrior said coldly: "You must admit defeat under the martial arts competition stage. She has already stepped onto the martial arts competition stage. She wants to admit defeat, but it is too late."

"Alas!" Qiu Shan couldn't help but sigh, knowing that the matter was irreversible.

Qiu Ling'er knew that Qiu Shan was worried about her, but she was not nervous. Instead, she said very confidently: "Uncle Qiu Shan, don't worry. I'm fine."

Jin Dabao saw that Qin Feng's eyes were not kind and said, "Qin Feng, you'd better not hurt Ling'er, otherwise I won't let you go."

"Really?" Qin Feng sneered, with a look of disdain on his face, and said provocatively: "I would like to know why Young Master Jin won't let me go."

"Fat man, shut up. I haven't lost yet." Qiu Ling'er rolled her eyes at Jin Dabao, looking unconvinced.

Jin Dabao wanted to say something else, but was stopped by Nie Tian.

Nie Tian said: "Don't affect her mentality. She has confidence and must have something to rely on. We just need to believe in her."

In a battle between warriors, in addition to strength, mentality is also very important.

If you are timid before fighting, you will definitely lose even if you are stronger than your opponent.

Nie Tian saw that Qiu Ling'er was a very spiritual girl. Although she was a little stubborn, she was not the kind of person who acted ignorantly.

Since she dares to step onto the martial arts stage, she must have something to rely on.

"Is your nonsense over? I'm going to take action." Qin Feng smiled coldly and prepared to take action.

Although Jin Dabao and Qiu Shan were worried, they had no choice but to take a step back and look nervously at the martial arts platform.

Because Qin Feng appeared on the stage, many people watched this game.

Qiu Ling'er looked at Qin Feng, her pretty face slowly turned cold, and gradually revealed a terrifying calmness.

Qin Feng smiled disdainfully and said: "Little sister, don't worry. I am a compassionate person and will not kill you. I will only destroy your Yuanmai."

"Hmph!" Qiu Ling'er raised her snow-white chin, revealing a hint of stubbornness, "Do you have what it takes?"

"Zheng!" She raised her arm, and a slender sword appeared behind her. It was sharp and agile, like a small snake, and extremely flexible.

The Spirit Snake Phantom Sword is Qiu Ling'er's Yuanling.

"The snake comes out of the hole!" Qiu Ling'er knew that Qin Feng was very strong, so the first move was not a strong attack, but a testing move.

The Spirit Snake Illusion Sword pulled out a sword flower in the air, the sword bent a few times, and a phantom spurted out.

Qin Feng stood firmly on the spot, not moving at all, his eyes fixed on the spirit snake phantom sword Yuan Ling behind Qiu Ling'er.

Just when the phantom sword was about to attack Qin Feng, a powerful force suddenly erupted from behind him. With just a slight movement, the phantom sword immediately shattered.

The Spirit Snake Fantasy Sword flinched suddenly as if it was suddenly stimulated.

Qin Feng is at the ninth level of Yuanling, but Qiu Ling'er is only at the fourth level of Yuanling. There is a huge difference in strength between the two, and Qin Feng's Tyrant Hammer Yuanling is no weaker than the Spirit Snake Fantasy Sword Yuanling, so in a head-on confrontation, Qiu Linger is no match at all.

Nie Tian nodded slightly in the audience and thought to himself: "The advantage of Yuan Ling of the Spirit Snake Illusion Sword is its agility. If Qiu Ling'er can show this agility, there may be surprises."

Of course Nie Tian knew that no matter how agile Qiu Ling'er was, she could not be Qin Feng's opponent, but if she could use her agility to perfection, she would at least be able to protect herself.

Qin Feng knocked back Qiu Ling'er with one move and said jokingly: "Little sister, is this all your strength? Then I'm going to take action."

"Is it your turn to take action?" Qiu Ling'er yelled, clasped her hands together, and rushed forward. The Spirit Snake Phantom Sword spun in the air, and Yuan Power surged out of the sword's edge to attack Qin Feng.

"Snake dances on the blue waves!" Qiu Ling'er struck again, no longer holding back, the spirit snake phantom sword, swift and sharp, stabbed out in the air.

As soon as the sword move came out, seven sword shadows immediately appeared and all attacked Qin Feng.

"Is that just like this?" Qin Feng smiled coldly and blasted out the Tyrant Hammer Yuanling.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred.

The seven sword shadows suddenly turned around in the air and turned into forty-nine phantoms.

The phantoms were connected layer by layer, interlocking with each other, and actually formed a green water curtain, pressing towards Qin Feng like a waterfall.