Chapter 38

If it comes to strength, Li Shengxiong is definitely stronger than Xie Ling'er. Xie Ling'er is merely fast with her sword, but Li Shengxiong has absolute strength. His sword speed is slightly slower than Xie Ling'er's, but if he were to face Xie Ling'er, he would undoubtedly win.

As the saying goes, brute force can overcome ten techniques. In the face of absolute strength, all techniques will be destroyed. He only needs one strike, and even if Xie Ling'er strikes ten times, she will still be defeated by his sword.

Li Shengxiong's sword gives a sense of grandeur and majesty. From the moment he drew his sword, Ling Dao also took action. So far, Ling Dao has only used five thousand pounds of force with one hand, which is why dealing with Li Shengxiong is somewhat troublesome.

"Hmph, you are not my match at all. Even if your sword is faster, it is useless against me!"

Li Shengxiong's large sword is like a door panel. He swings it to completely protect himself. As long as Ling Dao stands in front of him, no matter from which direction he strikes, his large sword will block it.

"It seems he is not a match for Li Shengxiong, and I am relieved. If the disciple brought by Jiang Ren can continue to advance, it would not be good news for us!"

Ling Dao being able to enter the top five has already exceeded the expectations of these elders. They have been trying to suppress Ling Dao, but unfortunately, they have all failed. Whether it was Gao Fan at the beginning, or later on, Teng Shaofeng and Xie Ling'er, they were all defeated by Ling Dao one by one.

What they hope for now is that Li Shengxiong can defeat Ling Dao. It must be said that Li Shengxiong, this dark horse, is indeed very strong, especially with his large sword, which is not only fierce in attack but also extremely strong in defense.

"Ha ha ha, what a thrill! I didn't expect you to be able to hold out until now! Unfortunately, you are still not my match. Your strength is too weak!"

Li Shengxiong swings his large sword, continuously slashing at Ling Dao. Each strike is powerful, and the overwhelming strength is evident in his sword technique. Fighting against such an opponent, if one's strength is not enough, it becomes extremely passive.

"That kid is finally going to lose. Compared to Li Shengxiong, he is still not up to par. I said it, a newly admitted disciple, how could he be that strong?"

"Ha ha, you have no right to say he is not strong. He is at least in the top ten, what about you? You didn't even make it into the top hundred!"

After a series of battles, many outer disciples have started to admire Ling Dao. Perhaps it is because Ling Dao is similar to them, all unknowns, but Ling Dao can make a stunning debut. They naturally also want to be like Ling Dao, soaring to the top.

"You are too confident in your strength!"

Even now, Ling Dao has no intention of using stronger force. For a sword cultivator, strength is important, but sword technique is even more crucial. After all, a sword cultivator is a sword cultivator, not a body cultivator, for whom the physical body is the most important.

"Point breaks the surface!"

It is not a sword technique, but a way of using the sword. Ling Dao's eyes are fixed on Li Shengxiong's large sword, and his gaze is concentrated on a single point. In the next moment, he suddenly strikes, the long sword like a dragon, fiercely charging forward.

His blood surges, and all his strength is concentrated. He shakes his hands, and the strength is channeled into the tip of the sword. One strike, and it seems like a green dragon emerging from the water, extremely powerful!

"I am confident because I have the confidence to defeat you. If you have the ability..."

Li Shengxiong's words are cut off halfway. Ling Dao's sword tip strikes Li Shengxiong's large sword. Originally, Li Shengxiong was full of confidence, but now he looks as if he has seen a ghost.

Cracks appear on his large sword, spreading out from the point where Ling Dao's sword tip strikes, like a spider web. He is about to strike again, but his large sword shatters into pieces and falls to the ground.

The sword tip reflects a blinding light in the sunlight, and without the large sword blocking, it instantly reaches Li Shengxiong's face. If Ling Dao advances further, the sword tip could pierce through Li Shengxiong's neck.

"For a sword cultivator, sword technique is the strongest, strength is secondary!"

Ling Dao's words make Li Shengxiong extremely indignant, but he cannot refute it. Ling Dao defeated him with weaker strength. It can be said that Li Shengxiong's strength was too dispersed, while Ling Dao's strength was concentrated at one point.

"Ling Dao, wins!"

This result is hard for many elders to accept, but even they have to admit that Ling Dao is indeed an excellent disciple. Among the outer disciples, Ling Dao is firmly in the top three.

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"Zhong Zhenhai vs. Wei Jingshan!"

Ling Dao and Li Shengxiong are just newly emerged strong outer disciples, while Zhong Zhenhai and Wei Jingshan are veteran strong outer disciples. Their battle naturally attracts the attention of many outer disciples. Even Ling Dao looks over, as he has always felt that there is something wrong with Zhong Zhenhai.

"Fourth Junior Brother, this time, you will still lose to me, because I have made a breakthrough in my sword technique recently!"

Wei Jingshan is the third senior brother, and Zhong Zhenhai is the fourth senior brother. Originally, Wei Jingshan was stronger than Zhong Zhenhai. Now, with his fortuitous encounter, his strength has greatly improved, and he naturally feels that he can easily defeat Zhong Zhenhai.

"Is that so? Then let me see your sword technique!"

Zhong Zhenhai appears extremely calm, as if he is sure of victory. Wei Jingshan thinks it is due to Zhong Zhenhai's inflated confidence and does not think much of it, directly drawing his sword to battle Zhong Zhenhai. It must be said that Wei Jingshan has indeed improved a lot, even Teng Shaofeng is not his match.

"Junior Brother, what do you think? If this continues, you will definitely lose. What else do you have to say?"

With each clash of swords, Wei Jingshan has taken the upper hand. In terms of sword technique, Zhong Zhenhai is indeed inferior to him. The only thing that puzzles Wei Jingshan is that Zhong Zhenhai still has full confidence.

"Wei Jingshan, I have to tell you something. A few days ago, I advanced to the True Qi Realm!"

Zhong Zhenhai's voice is not loud, but it causes a stir in the arena. No matter how strong an outer disciple is, they are still just an outer disciple. Only by advancing to the True Qi Realm can one become an inner disciple, and the treatment of inner disciples is incomparable to that of outer disciples.

"What? You advanced to the True Qi Realm?"

Even Wei Jingshan cannot remain calm. If it were an ordinary True Qi Realm cultivator, he might still be able to resist. But once they advance to the True Qi Realm, they become much stronger, and he has no chance of defeating Zhong Zhenhai.

"So, Zhong Zhenhai is a True Qi Realm cultivator, no wonder he always seemed strange!"

Ling Dao smiled. Zhong Zhenhai will inevitably be his next opponent, but he is not worried about it!

(PS: 4000 flowers for an extra chapter!)

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