Chapter 128 Ye Qing kills Ancestor Linglong instantly! The little fairy is nothing more than that!
There were about a hundred people participating in the Tianjiao Conference.
They are all the strongest geniuses of the younger generation in major holy places and forces, and their cultivation levels are basically in the Nascent Soul realm.
As Mo Jiuqing symbolically announced the rules and instructions, the competition officially came to an end.
Those who can reach the Nascent Soul realm at the age of sixteen are basically young geniuses who are famous.
Most of them had already become famous before this Tianjiao Conference, and even became household names.
Even basically every player who takes the stage is known to many people.
The only face that seemed unfamiliar to everyone was Ye Ling'er.
At first, there was some gloating in other holy places.
He thought that Ye Qing had killed all the young talents in Daluo Holy Land, so he had to temporarily find an unknown person to replace him.
However, in the first preliminary round, Ye Ling'er defeated the prodigy Yan Zhongkai from Zhongzhou, a famous town in the Holy Land of Dragons and Tigers, with just one punch.
Everyone realized that the talents recommended by Taibai Sword Master were by no means mediocre.
This unknown little girl may be the biggest dark horse in this Tianjiao Conference.
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After half a day of competition, the first few rounds of competition were finally over.
Hundreds of geniuses went through numerous selections to select the final sixteen.
Among them, except for the Holy Land of Dragon and Tiger, which was unlucky and met Ye Ling'er in the first round, the other six Holy Lands all advanced.
The other ten places are also the talents selected by some long-established dynasties in the four states of east, west, north and south.
However, looking at the sixteen talented and proud young people in the ring.
The one who attracts the most attention is Ye Ling'er.
One hundred and twenty-eight goes into sixty-four, sixty-four goes into thirty-two, thirty-two goes into sixteen.
After three rounds of competition, Ye Linger only threw three punches.
Every opponent he faced was killed instantly with one punch, without even using his weapon.
This powerful and domineering strength attracted everyone's shock and attention.
"This little girl is really amazing."
"With her strength, she will definitely be among the top four."
"Even if we fail to win the championship, the rewards for the top four are still very impressive."
"You are so outstanding at such a young age, you will definitely shine in the future!"
Just when the audience was filled with emotion, they were all silent for the next second.
Mo Jiuqing announced the start of the first round of the quarterfinals, and the two people walked onto the ring.
Ye Ling'er's opponent turned out to be the chief saint of Linglong Holy Land, Li Furong.
Seeing this group, Xia He and Li Ruhua suddenly had bright smiles on their faces.
Especially Li Ruhua, who smiled so much that her two big buck teeth popped out of her lips.
He immediately looked at Ye Qing in the distance and said with a joking smile, "Sword Master Taibai, your daughter's performance is indeed very impressive."
"But that's about it."
"My disciple Li Furong is a master at the ninth level of the Nascent Soul Realm."
"And she has an imperial weapon in her hand. Even if your daughter breaks through to the realm of divine transformation, she will not be her opponent."
"If you beg me now, I can ask my disciple to be merciful and not let your daughter lose too ugly."
Ye Qing stood with his arms folded, his face expressionless, and he didn't pay attention to Li Ruhua's provocation.
The spectators surrounding him couldn't help but sigh and shake their heads, with expressions of regret on their faces.
"What a pity."
"This little girl is obviously capable of going further."
"It just happened that in the first round, I met Li Furong from Linglong Holy Land."
"Li Furong is the number one genius in the Linglong Holy Land. Her strength has reached the ninth level of the Nascent Soul Realm. She is the most promising genius in this competition."
"I met her in the first round of the quarterfinals... Now the Taibai Holy Land is gone."
Even though Ye Ling'er's performance in the first three rounds was very impressive, few of the surrounding audience thought highly of her. Li Furong raised her chin slightly, with a look of contempt on her face, and said jokingly, "Did you hear that?"
"The audience's eyes are sharp. No one thinks you have any chance of winning."
"If you kneel down and beg for mercy now, you can avoid the pain of your flesh and blood."
Ye Linger glanced at Ye Qing, expressionless, and stood with arms folded.
The moment Mo Jiuqing announced the start, Ye Linger flashed and stepped forward instantly.
Both fists turned into two invisible sharp swords and struck directly at Li Furong.
"Sword Gang Palm!"
Facing this powerful and domineering power, Li Furong was caught off guard.
He hurriedly took out his imperial weapon, the Golden Bone Shield, and turned it into a light curtain to resist.
Although the golden bone shield withstood Ye Ling'er's instant attack, it also made Li Furong numb all over.
Li Furong's expression suddenly changed, and she said in horror, "This power...is the realm of divine transformation?!"
"Did you just hide your strength in the first three rounds?!"
"It's not that they are hiding their strength, but that they are not worthy of me using my true strength."
Ye Ling'er said calmly, "Of course, you are not worthy in the first place."
"But you are so annoying, I don't want to see you for a second longer."
The next second, Ye Linger poured spiritual power into both palms, and an invisible giant sword roared out.
The imperial weapon in Li Furong's hand suddenly exploded.
She also flew directly down the ring and hit two Shenfeng soldiers hard, knocking the soldiers to the ground and fainting.
The whole place fell into a dead silence at first, and then burst into a burst of explosive exclamations.
"I am Cao!"
"What did I see?"
"The chief saint of Linglong Holy Land... was also killed by one move?!"
“This little girl actually has the strength to become a god?!”
You must know that candidates participating in the Tianjiao Conference must not be over sixteen years old.
These more than a hundred people are all in the Nascent Soul Realm, and the highest level is only the ninth level of the Nascent Soul Realm of Li Furong.
Among a group of Nascent Soul Realm, a master of the Divine Transformation Realm unexpectedly appeared.
It simply stands out from the crowd and attracts everyone’s attention.
At the age of only sixteen, he reached the state of becoming a god.
Ninety percent of monks will never reach this level in their lifetime.
It's hard to imagine how terrifying this little girl would be if she practiced for another ten years.
At the seats in Linglong Holy Land, Xia He and Li Ruhua were both dumbfounded.
I felt deeply unbelievable at the scene in front of me, and I couldn't recover for a long time.
The young people they put all their efforts into cultivating ended up in the top 16.
Moreover, he was killed instantly with one move, destroyed the imperial weapon, and was completely defeated.
"Ye Qing, you..."
Li Ruhua was so angry that she was trembling all over and stared at Ye Qing with an almost murderous look.
However, Ye Qing seemed extremely calm, picked up the teacup and took a sip.
The whole person was calm and composed, not showing any joy.
It seemed that Ye Linger's instant kill of Li Furong was a very common thing.
If Ye Qing mocked him, Li Ruhua wouldn't be too angry.
However, Ye Qing's calm attitude directly let Li Ruhua break her guard.
He was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood, fell to the ground and fainted.
(End of chapter)