C72 Ji Lei Against Sikong Ji
C72 Ji Lei Against Sikong Ji
The grand elder was welcomed by the disciples of the two pavilions who replied with vigor and confidence, "We are ready!"
The Great Elder looked around and nodded his head in satisfaction. Then, he looked at Yi Qiuling and Sikong Ji and said, "Then I shall not waste any more words. You two send your men up for the first round."
After that, Yi Qiuling cast his gaze at Ji Lei and said: "If Summer Pavilion were to send out Tang Hao and Wen Tinetine in the first four rounds, I'm afraid that none of us would be able to defeat them.
However, Summer Pavilion should not directly send someone out to assist in the first round. The first round would be relatively easy, Ji Lei, you can go. "
Yi Qiuling wanted to help Ji Lei share the burden, so even if Autumn Pavilion lost, the responsibility would not be on Ji Lei. Yi Qiuling had the blame, and it could be said that he was already thinking for Ji Lei.
"Good luck." Luo Qianrou's warm small hand held Ji Lei's palm. Ji Lei felt the cold softness and held Luo Qianrou's slender hand behind his back. After a moment, Ji Lei let go of Luo Qianrou's small hand.
However, Ji Lei did not expect that the Summer Pavilion disciple who was going against Ji Lei, would actually be Sikong Ji! He did not expect Sikong Ji to personally go up on stage in the first round. Seems like he had already expected that Autumn Pavilion would be deployed, and probably did not want to send reinforcements from the outside to go on stage earlier, but was unwilling to give up this opportunity to Autumn Pavilion. Thus, he personally came up to compete with Ji Lei for the opening victory!
The second time they fought with Ji Lei, they finally fought on the upright and proper stage. This once again exchange caused excitement and anticipation to rise from the bottom of Sikong Ji's heart … Ji Lei, just how much have you improved in these past few days …
Gazing at Sikong Ji's face which was full of fighting spirit, Ji Lei clenched his fist, and a crisp sound of bone cracking rang out. Then, their eyes met, and their fighting spirit rose. Flames of a great battle were ignited at once!
"The match begins!"
Along with the Great Elder's command, Ji Lei and Sikong Ji rushed at each other at the same time. Ji Lei's fist was suffused with thunderous might, Sikong Ji's fist was surging with layers of purple qi.
Ji Lei's figure was pushed back by three to five steps under the impact of the force, while Sikong Ji's figure appeared to be unsteady. Ji Lei's punch forced Sikong Ji to retreat six to seven steps before he could stop. The two fists collided.
"I didn't expect two months to be enough for you to improve so quickly." Ji Lei shook his hands. His arms felt a little numb, but they were much better than Sikong Ji's.
Sikong Ji's arm had almost reached the point where it couldn't move at all. The pain he felt was far greater than Ji Lei's. Sikong Ji was only at the first level of the Soul Refining Realm while Wu Tie was only at the third level. The gap between the two was really difficult to bridge.
Seeing Ji Lei gain the upper hand, although Yi Qiuling had some expectations, he couldn't help but feel happy for Ji Lei. If Ji Lei was able to make a name for himself, then the morale of Autumn Pavilion would definitely rise!
"Don't think you can be complacent just because you have the advantage!" Sikong Ji clenched his teeth and suddenly exerted force with his arm. The acid and numbing strength on the fist that collided with Ji Lei were all removed, and two purple curved blades suddenly appeared in Sikong Ji's hand, dazzling Ji Lei's eyes. Seeing this, Ji Lei did not hold back, the Dragon-tattooed Halberd flashed out and faced the enemy arrogantly!
"The Spirit of Tidoro Raksha!" Sikong Ji roared. From within the purple blade, a purple qi drilled out from the blade. It was a human figure with an ugly face. The person was glaring at Ji Lei with a face full of anger.
Sikong Ji pointed at Ji Lei. "Purple Spirit Roar!"
The purple-coloured spirit immediately opened its mouth and a purple-black qi suddenly condensed and rushed at Ji Lei.
"Is it the Purple Spirit Roar?" Sikong Ji actually summoned the spirit of Tidoro Raksha at the first possible moment? This is his trump card! " Tang Hao who was watching from afar was surprised. He then muttered to himself, "This Ji Lei is actually this strong?" "He can force Sikong Ji to summon his Martial Spirit in his second move?"
Tang Hao looked at Ji Lei with a vigilant expression.
Ji Lei Xu squinted his eyes and looked at the purple wind. It was rushing towards him and he was also slightly surprised.
"So your martial spirit is Profound Rank?"
Sikong Ji's eyes surged with pride, as he raised his head and said: "My Martial Spirit, is the first stage Profound Rank spirit soul, Tidoro Luosha! Being able to form two blades, your martial soul is naturally incomparable to mine! "
Ji Lei couldn't help but snicker. A mere first grade Profound Rank martial spirit was enough to make him feel proud, if he knew that his martial spirit was a Unparalleled Martial Soul that could continuously evolve, and that its rank was already higher than his own, he would be too embarrassed to speak.
But Ji Lei did not say that, and only nodded his head, and then, the Dragon-tattooed Halberd laid in front of him.
"Dragon-fighting Twisting!"
The Twin Dragons Sunset Halberd Ji Lei could not control for the time being, so Ji Lei could only use the Ji Family's secret technique, Dragon-fighting Twisting. As for Greedy Wolf Halberd, in terms of scene and aura, it was inferior to Dragon-fighting Twisting, so Ji Lei did not choose to use this skill.
"Roar!"
The battle dragon condensed its spirit energy and circled around in the blink of an eye. Then, it turned around and charged towards Sikong Ji.
The battle dragon and the purple qi clashed, releasing an extremely strong might, the two spirit energies did not give in to each other, the battle dragon might be strong, but the spirit of Tidelo Raksha was truly worthy of being called the Profound Rank martial spirit, and actually could not be broken by the battle dragon for a moment!
However, as time passed, the power of the Tidolo's Soul also gradually disappeared. Sikong Ji still wanted to struggle and endure, but the gap in martial spirits was still there, the Battle Dragon roared and tore the purple spirit apart. The Tidolo's Soul began to shatter the moment the war dragon bit it, and then was torn apart by the Dragon-fighting Twisting!
"How is this possible!" Sikong Ji's eyes widened in anger as his blood flowed everywhere. He could not believe that his strongest martial skill, and his most prideful ability, could not even last three rounds against Ji Lei's Dragon of War!
The spirit of the Tidoro Rakshasi shattered instantly, turning into a bunch of broken purple spiritual energy and entered Sikong Ji's body. The light on the two sabers also became dark and grey at this moment.
Sikong Ji lost. Whether it was strength, martial skills, or even martial spirits, he lost. He lost them all completely and thoroughly!
"What exactly is your Martial Spirit …" Sikong Ji's eyes looked as if he wanted to tear Ji Lei into pieces, but Ji Lei naturally wouldn't tell him. Although Sikong Ji no longer had the momentum and there was no suspense about him winning or losing, Grand Elder had yet to announce it.
"Greedy Wolf Halberd!"
Ji Lei's Wind Halberd swept past Sikong Ji, directly sending Sikong Ji's figure out of the arena and crashing to the ground in a sorry state!
"First round, victory to Ji Lei!" The Great Clan Elder had long prepared to announce the results, and when the results were announced, the Autumn Pavilion released a heaven-shaking cheer!
Ji Lei's victory greatly boosted the morale of Autumn Pavilion! On the other hand, the Summer Pavilion seemed to be a little gloomy and gloomy.
Sikong Ji crawled up, looked at the disciples of Ji Lei and Autumn Pavilion with venomous eyes, and muttered coldly: "You guys can laugh. For the next few rounds, there will be times when you cry …"