A Demon’s Path

Ling Xiao and Li Yuanchong understood, and just drew a lottery at random.

Sure enough, the empty lottery was drawn by Luofenggu Yue Mingming, and Ling Xiao's opponent was Yang Chao, another student of Luofenggu's reserve team.

Li Yuanchong's opponent is Zheng Hao.

"Oh, there's nothing new at all." Ling Xiao secretly sighed in his heart: "Next, Zheng Hao will probably abstain, right?"

Unexpectedly, Ling Xiao miscalculated this time.

Zheng Hao didn't intend to abstain, but his eyes were filled with strange brilliance, as if he felt that it was a very exciting thing for him to meet Li Yuanchong.

Li Yuanchong also asked in surprise: "Zheng Hao, don't you abstain?"

Zheng Hao shook his head firmly: "Don't abstain. Yuan Chong, I also want to prove one thing, you are not the only one who is so outstanding among the new generation of Luofenggu. Maybe I am not your opponent, but as long as I To be able to survive fifty strokes in your hands is a victory for me."

Li Yuanchong said very casually: "In that case, it's up to you."

Of course, Ling Xiao wouldn't have too much hope for Zheng Hao, but Yang Chao's expression changed: "Haozi, you..."

Zheng Hao signaled Yang Chao not to say anything with his hand, Yang Chao could only keep silent.

Actually, if Ling Xiao knew Zheng Hao's nickname in Falling Wind Valley, he wouldn't be surprised by it.

Apart from Li Yuanchong, Zheng Hao was the strongest in Luofenggu's generation, and his fighting style was fierce, so he was nicknamed "Crazy Mouse".

Although they all admired Li Yuanchong, their admiration did not mean that Zheng Hao would surrender without a fight.

On the contrary, Zheng Hao has always wanted to find an opportunity to compete with Li Yuanchong, and this time is the best opportunity.

Others were afraid of being beaten to death by Li Yuanchong, but Zheng Hao was not. They grew up together, studied art together, and have a very good relationship.

Ling Xiao was quite satisfied with her "miscalculation" this time, even if they had a fake fight, it was better than Li Yuanchong sitting in the stands watching him fight.

Shen Mingfang gave these young people an approving look: "Well, you are indeed the leaders of the new generation of Falling Wind Valley, go all out and fight, I can guarantee all your safety."

Hearing these words, Ling Xiao raised her eyebrows.

It seemed that his desire to kill Li Yuanchong could not be fulfilled here.

Under Shen Mingfang's signal, the four of them divided into two groups and walked towards their respective venues.

This time, their playing field is much bigger.

The previous battle field of hundreds of people is now only divided into two parts for them to play freely, which makes Ling Xiao feel that it is a bit too wasteful.

However, Ling Xiao's mind quickly turned back to his opponent.

He didn't think that this Yang Chao would be much weaker than Zheng Hao.

Yang Chao took out his own weapon - a pair of golden double whips, and looked directly at Ling Xiao: "Show your weapon!"

Ling Xiao smiled and took out the black broom.

When Ling Xiao took out the broom for the first time, many people on the court laughed at him. Now that he was holding the broom again and standing on the field of the semi-finals, those people couldn't laugh anymore.

Yang Chao obviously also knew that Ling Xiao's broom was not extraordinary, and it wasn't that the other party deliberately used this kind of thing to humiliate him.

There were obviously more people watching Ling Xiao's battle than Li Yuanchong's, because most people felt that the difference in strength was so great that it was nothing to watch.

As for this match, even though many people believed that Ling Xiao would win, it was more or less exciting.

Seeing Ling Xiao take out the weapon, Yang Chao shouted, "Accept the attack!"

Sound moves, people move, whip!

Like a gust of wind, Yang Chao's figure rushed to Ling Xiao in the blink of an eye!

Ling Xiao closed and opened his eyes, and an invisible mental shock blasted past.

Yang Chao just swayed slightly, then regained his footing, and threw his whip at Ling Xiao.

"Sure enough, there is a magic weapon to protect against mental shock!" Ling Xiao made a precise judgment, and did not put all his hopes on mental shock.

This first attack was just to test his own conjecture.

when! Facing Yang Chao's double whips, Ling Xiao raised the broom to block them, the two weapons collided and sparks flew everywhere.

The two of them retreated a few steps each due to the impact, and they stopped their retreat with a sudden step on the ground.

"The strength is not weak!" This second time, Ling Xiao tested the opponent's strength.

Ling Xiao was trying to test the other party, and Yang Chao also had this idea.

After testing the opponent's strength for a while, Yang Chao suddenly became confident: "Ling Xiao, you are nothing more than that!"

Yang Chao raised his whip again.

I saw the double whips dancing in Yang Chao's hands, forming a rotating circle with the power of the thick orange soul.

The outer circle of the ring kept hitting Ling Xiao, and collided with Ling Xiao's iron broom, causing a rush of tinkling sounds.

The sound of jingling and the power of the orange soul were intertwined, giving the people in the stands the feeling of a beautiful picture with complete sensuality and color.

Facing Yang Chao's fierce offensive, Ling Xiao did not back down half a step.

No matter how Yang Chao hit, Ling Xiao always stood in place, quickly slapping Yang Chao's attacks away with the iron broom.

Swinging up, sweeping down, and clapping in the middle, to put it bluntly, Ling Xiao's "broom skills" are these three.

These three postures are the postures Ling Xiao usually uses to sweep cobwebs, slap bugs, and sweep fallen leaves when sweeping the floor. Anyone who has ever held a broom knows how to do it.

But it was these three moves that allowed Ling Xiao to change countless subtle moves and defuse the opponent's attacks again and again.

"Sweeping the floor every day, but sweeping the world..." Ling Xiao repeated these eight words in his mind, and his thoughts seemed to be integrated into the sweeping, completely forgetting that he was fighting someone now.

"You can swing a broom like this, brother Ling Xiao is really a god!" The two brothers, Big Zhu and Xiao Zhu, took a step forward in their admiration for Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao's senior brothers were also filled with emotions, and finally understood that Ling Xiao was not doing his best to sweep the floor back then, but was practicing hard.

For Ling Xiao's current cultivation, Cheng Qiantai is the one who feels the most: this disciple's abilities are almost all developed by himself!

At the beginning, he was still blaming Ling Xiao for choosing such a strange weapon, but now it seems that this kid's vision is indeed unique, and it is much stronger than his own.

"I just don't know if Ling Xiao will stay in the Beimin faction after this competition..." Cheng Qiantai had a complicated expression on his face, he didn't know whether it was joy or sadness.

But looking at Ling Xiao's outstanding performance, Cheng, who was sitting next to Cheng Qiantai, had a look of resentment in his eyes.

"Eldest brother, do you think Ling Xiao can enter the final?" Cheng Yu asked Li Yuanhuan, his eyes never leaving Ling Xiao.

Li Yuanhuan nodded: "It will definitely work. Didn't you hear that Brother Ling won with one against six?"

"Maybe... Maybe he will defeat Li Yuanchong." I don't know if it was influenced by Li Yuanhuan, but Cheng Yu's confidence in Ling Xiao was suddenly full, and he looked at Ling Xiao differently.

Li Yuanhuan stared at Cheng Yu silently, he had never noticed that his junior sister looked at him with such eyes.

On the court, Ling Xiao and Yang Chao fought together for five minutes, and neither of them showed signs of physical exhaustion, which made everyone sigh with emotion: "Awesome, to be able to reach the front Wu's disciple is really extraordinary!

However, neither of these two people planned to continue fighting like this. After Ling Xiao gave another powerful slap, the figures of the two were separated by tens of meters again.

Yang Chao clenched the double whips in his hands, his eyes were burning with the desire to fight: "Ling Xiao, so far, among the newcomer disciples I have met, besides Li Yuanchong, you are the one I admire the most. Now I am going to Use my trump card, I hope you can also go all out."

"Idiot!" Ling Xiao thought to himself: "When it comes to real fighting, who will tell others that they are going to use their trump card? Could it be that others will really stand up and let you fight, or fight with you because of your words?"

Although Ling Xiao felt deeply "disgusted" by Yang Chao's behavior in his heart, he still put on an awe-inspiring look: "Okay, just go ahead and let me see your true strength!"

In order to match his momentum, Ling Xiao deliberately slapped the broom on the ground, stirring up countless dust: "Come on!"

When Yang Chao was told by Ling Xiao, his heart was filled with pride, and his blood boiled with enthusiasm: "Then you will be optimistic!"

After all, Yang Chao crossed his whips and used all his strength to gather on them.

Wisps of orange soul power emanated from the double whips, exuding a strong murderous aura!

"The wind strikes!" With the sudden kick of Yang Chao's feet, he quickly dragged out a long figure and rushed towards Ling Xiao more than ten meters in front of him.

Afterwards, Yang Chao suddenly jumped towards the sky, leaping more than ten meters high.

Taking advantage of the falling momentum, Yang Chao swung the double whips with all his strength!

It took a long time to talk about it, but in fact, it took less than two seconds for Yang Chao to make this move, which was enough for Ling Xiao to show his unique skills.

However, what made the people on the field almost vomit blood was that in the face of Yang Chao's swift attack, Ling Xiao unexpectedly...

Ran!