Chapter 67 Great Divine Power

"Jing Tiantai's 'Jing Banshou' is facing off against Chonghua Academy's 'Tang Wanqiu'. Please enter the barrier."

The voice of Palace Master Wu echoed in Chengyuan Hall.

In front of the crowd on the Jingtiantai, a young man carrying a long knife, half with long hair and half with a bald head, walked out. When he walked to the edge of the formation barrier, he suddenly tilted his head and looked at Princess Pingle, with a strange expression on the corner of his mouth.

His smile, his face divided into two parts by a scar, looked extremely ferocious.

Immediately, he walked into the formation barrier.

At the front of the crowd at Chonghua Academy, Princess Pingle was wearing a white robe worn by martial arts practitioners, with a coiled collar and narrow sleeves, black boots, her long hair was completely gathered up by the martial arts crown on her head, and her narrow eyes

There was an air of indifference inside, and he looked heroic.

"Princess Princess."

Granny Ying, who was following the princess, looked at the half-head of thorns, her face suddenly changed slightly, her lips moved, and she sent a secret message to Princess Pingle.

Hearing this, Princess Pingle couldn't help but frown and asked, "Really?"

Granny Ying sighed and said, "Princess, I still have some eyesight."

Princess Pingle was silent for a moment and said: "Even so, I have to give it a try. At least I can get a feel for his current strength and let Lin Lan see clearly."

Lin Lan, who was sitting next to her, couldn't help but frown slightly when he heard this and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Mr. Lin understood immediately." Princess Pingle shook her head slightly, "If I lose, I can only rely on you to win the championship..."

After saying that, she stepped into the formation barrier.

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"Let's get started."

The voice of Palace Master Wu echoed in Chengyuan Hall.

Inside the barrier, Princess Pingle and Prime Minister Jing Banshou looked at each other sixty feet apart. However, after Master Wu announced the start, Princess Pingle stood still and looked at Jing Banshou expressionlessly.

Jing Banshou, on the other hand, held the knife in one hand, tilted his head slightly, and walked towards her step by step casually.

At the same time, the aura on his body also began to change.

The fierce aura in his appearance and spirit began to rise as he walked step by step, and even formed an almost substantial pressure, which continued to radiate in all directions, and even the formation barrier could not stop him!

As his pressure spread, the crowd suddenly burst into exclamations.

"This...can't be..."

"He actually released the pressure? This... is a magical power!"

"Only when the mind, will, and mana are perfectly melted and transformed, can real pressure appear... He actually developed magical powers!"

"This breath has obviously just been broken through. Did he get lucky and find an opportunity? Or has he accumulated a lot and could have broken through long ago?"

"In this year's Chengyuan Conference, someone actually developed a real magical power!"

"Kongchen's golden body can only be regarded as a golden body, but it still can't compare with the real magical power."

"Even if it's just a breakthrough, it's completely different."

"Alas, this Jingbanshou is destined to win the first prize."

Feeling this substantial pressure, everyone could not help but shake their heads in wonder.

Semi-magical powers have only undergone slight changes over a hundred years, but the gap between them and real magical powers is astonishingly huge!

If you have not developed supernatural powers, you will ultimately be a practitioner in the first level, and your lifespan will not last more than a hundred years.

And once you have mastered supernatural powers, you will be a truly extraordinary and powerful practitioner. Not only will your Taoism be greatly improved, but you will also have a lifespan of at least two hundred years!

In Chonghua Academy, they teach, learn, and offer wine... all the academic officials are practitioners who have mastered magical powers, but their realms of magical powers are different.

The reason why practitioners who have developed supernatural powers are not allowed to participate in the Chengyuan Examination is because the gap is too big.

In front of practitioners who have mastered supernatural powers, the Taoist practices of the first-level practitioners are simply not enough.

And now, this Jing Banshou has actually developed a real magical power?

"Supernatural power?"

Lin Lan frowned slightly and looked at the Jing half head, silently calculating the possibility of victory in his heart.

Within the formation barrier.

Princess Pingle was under the strongest pressure, but she still withstood the pressure and walked toward the other party step by step with an expressionless face.

She knows many powerful practitioners who have mastered magical powers, so she knows very well that when faced with the pressure of magical practitioners, she must either flee directly or never retreat.

Otherwise, due to self-doubt, the state of mind will be lost, and the operation of one's own magical powers will be stagnant, and the chance of winning will be even slimmer.

The road, which was only less than thirty feet long, seemed to have been walked for a long time under the pressure of the supernatural being.

Jing Banshou didn't seem to be in a hurry at all, as if he was joking, walking step by step with the knife in one hand, a smile on his lips, looking at Princess Pingle casually, like a butcher observing which one is better to cut.

generally.

At the moment when Princess Pingle was only one foot away from Jing Banshou, the cuff of her right hand suddenly shook, and a dagger with a cold light appeared in her hand.

As she took one step forward, her other foot suddenly kicked the ground, causing formation light patterns to appear on the floor tiles of Chengyuan Hall.

"die!"

In just an instant, Princess Pingle burst out with all her strength. Her entire body turned into a ghostly figure, and she rushed sideways towards Jing Bansou at an astonishing speed. The dagger in her hand instantly popped out like a snake head.

, stabbed Jing Banshou's neck at an even more alarming speed!

Jing Banshou's eyes suddenly turned cold, he suddenly clenched the long knife in his hand, shook it, and slashed at Princess Pingle!

"Buzz!"

The moment the sword was swung, it made a strange sound.

The sound trembled endlessly on the knife, as if it formed an invisible blade, and even the wind was cut away. It did not cause the slightest movement of the wind, but followed the weird sound and slashed towards Pingle County at an alarming speed.

host.

In the flash of lightning, the two people passed each other in an instant.

Princess Pingle appeared behind Jing Banshou. The robe on her right arm suddenly tore open, blood soaked into the white clothes, and she could no longer hold the dagger in her hand.

Jing Banshou also reached out and touched his neck, and a hint of bright red could be seen on his fingertips.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, turned to look at Princess Pingle, and said: "Such a fast speed, such a strong body, if I don't break through, I can't keep up with your speed, and I may not be able to hurt you. It seems like you

No worse than that little monk Kongchen."

Princess Pingle frowned and glanced at the injury on her right arm, then changed the dagger to her left hand.

The formation of Chengyuan Palace has spirituality, like a protective jade, but if it is not a fatal threat, or if you admit defeat, the power of the formation will not appear to save you.

"I'm very curious. You are obviously practicing martial arts, but how can you have such a powerful body? In terms of pure strength, even the golden body of that little monk Kong Chen is not as good as yours." Jing Banshou looked at Pingle with interest.

Princess, "As expected of Princess Pingle, what kind of treasure did you take?"

Princess Pingle's expression was cold and she said nothing. She saw her figure move again, and just for a moment, three phantoms seemed to appear in front of Jing Banshou.

Three phantoms of Princess Pingle rushed towards Jing Banshou again from three directions at an astonishing speed.

Jing Banshou just sneered and swung the long knife in his hand in a circle. With the strange sound of the long knife, the invisible sound blade suddenly cut through the wind, and even sent the invisible wave to Pingle.

Princess.

The three phantoms suddenly dissipated and turned into the only Princess Pingle. She frowned and her body trembled, barely using her dagger to block the long knife.

"Qiang!"

With the sound of gold and iron clashing, the dagger suddenly flew away.

Princess Pingle was also shaken and flew backwards. The black boots under her feet rubbed on the ground and slid back for more than ten feet before she reluctantly stopped.

There was also a wound on her wrist, and blood continued to flow down, staining her white fingertips red.

"Your magic-like martial arts is quite strange. Did it come from the Wuge Pavilion master?" Jing Banshou held the knife in one hand, looked at the princess lazily, and said, "But as long as you use mourning

If the soul sound shakes your heart and soul, you will not be able to control yourself perfectly, and this kind of martial arts is just a show."

Outside the barrier, everyone watched this scene silently.

The gap between supernatural power and the prototype of supernatural power is really too big.

Even though Princess Pingle's body is powerful, combined with the true meaning of martial arts and illusory and strange fighting methods, her strength is comparable to Kong Chen, but she is completely unable to compete with her opponent.

Moreover, Jing Banshou's magical power of making the sound of the long sword is obviously similar to the musical magical power of Qin Xue. Its main function should be to attack the mind. But now he has such strength just by relying on the sound blade, which shows that he has transformed into a magical power.

After that, the strength increased astonishingly!

Within the barrier, Princess Pingle's hands have been crippled, her strength has been greatly reduced, and the victory or defeat has been determined.

But she still had no intention of admitting defeat. She just lowered her head and moved her lips slightly, as if she was reciting something silently or talking to herself.

"No more playing."

Jing Banshou narrowed his eyes and looked at the princess, holding the long knife with both hands instead, "I just used the soul-destroying sound with 30% of the power, now I want you to listen to the real soul-destroying sound."
To be continued...