The Immortal Taoist Chapter 32

Chapter 32 - Defeat Gao Bufan again!

"Humph, you're courting death!"

All along, Gao Bufan had felt that he had been too careless last time. After all, he had not even used his sword. The three days of battle had made him more resolute in his decision. After all, after every battle, Ling Dao's performance was not very good.

If one were to talk about Xie Linger and Li Shengxiong, it was still possible to defeat him. It was not only Gao Bufan who thought this, the other outer sect disciples and elders all felt that Ling Dao would definitely lose.

"Gao Bufan is ranked ninth among the outer sect disciples. Being able to stand out amongst the tens of thousands of outer sect disciples is naturally not simple. As for his opponent, he's only a fifteen-year-old kid. There's simply no way he can beat him! "

"I've seen that kid before. He won every battle by a fluke. It was simply impossible for him to defeat Gao Bufan. This battle is simply not worth watching at all. It would be better to just watch the other fights! "

No matter if it was Xia Xinyao, Teng Shaofeng and the rest, or the battle between Xie Linger and the others, they were all more interesting than the battle between Ling Dao and the two. For Ling Dao to be able to make it to this point, he did not show any signs of being eye-catching, so naturally, no one paid much attention to him.

"I was too careless last time. This time, I'll let you experience my sword art!"

"Nine Style Sky Splitting Fist!"

Gao Bufan bellowed, waving the fine steel sword in his hands, he rushed towards Ling Dao. As one of the top ten outer sect disciples, Gao Bufan naturally obtained a fine steel sword, which was much better than an ordinary iron sword.

The biggest characteristic of the Sky-splitting Sword Sect's sword techniques was their sharpness. It could break all obstacles and destroy all enemies. Although the Heaven Splitting Ninth Style was simple, it still had its implications in that regard. The fine steel sword in Gao Bufan's hands seemed to want to cut Ling Dao into countless pieces.

"You've lost!"

As the battle had just begun, Xie Linger's voice rang out. Her battle had already ended. She was the first one to take care of her opponent. Like usual, her opponent was defeated in her hands before he could even draw his sword.

"Defeat!"

, Teng Shaofeng, Wei Jingshan, Zhong Zhenhai, Zhong Zhenhai, Lu Hong, Li Shengxiong, Li Shengxiong, they had all defeated their own opponents. Their opponents were on a completely different level.

The competition arranged by the elders was to eliminate the weak ones. The reason why Ling Dao was arranged to have a big battle with Gao Bufan was so that the first batch could eliminate him. In the eyes of the elders, for Ling Dao to reach this step was already a miracle.

"You're still in the mood to watch others fight when you're fighting against me? You're really reckless!"

Realizing that Ling Dao was still looking at the fight between the two, Gao Bufan became furious. He was already using the heaven rending nine moves, but Ling Dao actually completely ignored him, as if the one fighting was not Ling Dao himself.

The fine steel sword thrusted out again and again, and its sharp rays of light sealed all of Ling Dao's routes. Gao Bufan's strength was not bad, otherwise he would not have been able to sit in the Ninth Senior Brother's position. Unfortunately, he was destined to fail today, and it was only because his opponent was Ling Dao.

"Clank, clank, clank, clank, clank …"

Ling Dao waved the sword in his hand, and continued to fight with Gao Bufan. He did not plan to directly defeat Gao Bufan, but rather, slowly ponder over his own sword technique. As far as he was concerned, all his opponents in the outer court-martial competition this time were all here to sharpen the sword for him, causing his sword to be even sharper!

"Impossible!" How could he possibly block every one of my strikes? "

The nine moves were all blocked by Ling Dao, causing Gao Bufan's eyes to bulge out like cow eyes. Gao Bufan truly could not believe that such a weak Ling Dao could block all of his sword moves, and not even take half a step back.

Originally, there were not many people who were watching this match, but those powerful characters had already ended the battle. And since Ling Dao and Gao Bufan's battle was this intense, it naturally attracted the attention of many outer court disciples, and even many elders looked over.

"Who is that kid? I haven't noticed the previous match." From the looks of it, although he is not as strong as Li Shengxiong and Xie Linger, he is still much stronger than the average outer sect disciple. "

"It seems like he did not use his full strength in the previous round, otherwise, we would not have let him fight against Gao Bufan in the first round. It would be quite a pity. Originally, it is very likely that he will enter the top 50, but now he is going to lose! "

These elders did not have a high cultivation level, so their eyesight was naturally lacking as well. The eyes of Vice Sect Master Zhuang Xin, who was sitting upright in his seat, flashed with a hint of happiness. He could tell that Ling Dao definitely had to win this battle. Gao Bufan was simply not Ling Dao's match.

"Good kid, you really know how to hide. Not to mention those outer court disciples, even many elders were tricked by you!"

The stronger the disciples, the better. Seeing such an outstanding disciple, Zhuang Xin was naturally happy. They were the experts of the older generation, and would eventually die one day. The future Sky-splitting Sword Sect would naturally depend on these young people to survive.

"Brat, I didn't think you would have so many skills. However, I do not plan on going easy on you anymore!" Eat my sword! "

Even after such a long time, he still had not been able to defeat Ling Dao. In his eyes, a ruthless look flashed past, following that, he fiercely stomped the ground, causing dust to fly everywhere, the sword in his hand was like a poisonous snake, flying straight towards Ling Dao.

Seeing Gao Bufan use this sword move, many disciples felt a wave of cold yin energy. Ling Dao's senses were the clearest. He even heard a "hissing" sound, just like a poisonous snake flicking its tongue.

The viper's movement trajectory was tricky and impossible to defend against. Gao Bufan's attacks were originally ruthless, if he was struck by the long sword in his hand, then Ling Dao would definitely not have a good ending. Unfortunately, this little trick simply did not enter Ling Dao's eyes.

"If that's all you have, then you'd better get the hell out of here!"

Ling Dao no longer planned to accompany Gao Bufan to play, and suddenly slashed out. In contrast to Gao Bufan's crafty and sinister sword technique, Ling Dao's strike was grand and mighty, extremely imposing.

As the sword slashed down, the silver light was extremely dazzling. When the sword in Ling Dao's hand landed on Gao Bufan's sword, he seemed to hear a wail. Immediately after, the sword in Gao Bufan's hand fell to the ground, while Gao Bufan flew out with a kick.

This scene caused the originally noisy Martial Arts Practice Grounds to instantly turn deathly silent. Just a moment ago, they had thought that Gao Bufan would definitely win, but in the blink of an eye, Ling Dao had defeated Gao Bufan. Many people sucked in a breath of cold air. They were completely unable to accept this result.

"Ninth Senior Brother, how did you lose to a nobody?"

"Impossible, we must be seeing things!"

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