In the second competition, Jiang Ning's opponent was a woman with a fifth level of spiritual weakness.

As soon as the other party came on stage, he looked at Jiang Ning with a vigilant attitude.

Seeing that the other party was more nervous than himself, Jiang Ning couldn't help but laugh.

"Sister, you don't have to be like this."

"That's really embarrassing. I'm used to being serious." The other party didn't give Jiang Ning too much chance to speak, and directly attacked Jiang Ning.

This time's opponent was stronger than the last one in both speed and strength. More importantly, she seemed to have understood the characteristics of Jiang Ning's battle in advance.

Jiang Ning is good at using her spiritual power to transform. The opponent took advantage of this and kept fighting with Jiang Ning in close combat without giving her a chance to transform her spiritual power.

It has to be said that this opponent is much more difficult than the previous opponent.

In addition, the other party's spiritual power is higher than his own, so Jiang Ning may be knocked off the fighting platform if he is not careful.

It can't go on like this.

It is not convenient to use spiritual power to transform in close combat, but Jiang Ning still took advantage of the gap between the opponent's attacks to condensate dozens of needles and fly towards the opponent's joints.

The opponent's woman reacted quickly.

Pointing his toes and doing a few backflips, he distanced himself from Jiang Ning while also dodging the attack of the spiritual needle.

Not being able to fight at close range, the opponent woman pulled out a hairpin from her head and threw it into the air.

He raised his hand and poured his spiritual power into the hairpin. The hairpin instantly enlarged and turned into the shape of a short sword.

However, this wasn't over yet, the hairpin turned into a dagger suddenly split.

One is two, two is four, four is eight, eight is sixteen.

Sixteen identical daggers were suspended around the woman.

"Since you are good at using spiritual power to transform, then try this trick." With a thought, the woman's sixteen daggers struck Jiangning from different directions.

"It's the spiritual weapon Qianhua Hairpin!"

"Senior sister actually used Qianhua Hairpin!"

"Jiang Ning is probably going to be defeated this time. No matter how real the thing transformed by spiritual power is, it can't beat the real spiritual weapon."

"Look, Jiang Ning!"

"What does she want to do? Does she want to fight with an iron sword and a dagger with sixteen spiritual weapons!"

"Exactly whimsical!"

On the competition stage, facing the siege of sixteen Qianhua daggers, Jiang Ning did not use his spiritual power to transform, but took out an iron sword from his storage bag.

"Boom!"

The iron sword collided with the spiritual weapon, making a harsh sound. The sixteen short swords did not give Jiang Ning any chance to breathe, and pressed forward step by step.

Jiang Ning held the iron sword in his hand. He made no extra moves and blocked the dagger with every move.

As the dagger attacks became more and more intensive, Jiang Ning's movements were so fast that they left afterimages.

"What is that?!" someone in the audience suddenly shouted.

The iron sword in Jiang Ning's hand suddenly appeared with an invisible sword energy. Before the dagger touched the iron sword, it was bounced away by the sword energy on the surface.

"It's swordsmanship!" Someone recognized Jiang Ning's moves and shouted.

Swordsmanship!It is profound and difficult to learn, and the sword user needs to reach the point where his mind and spirit are united with the sword in order to understand its profound meaning.

Nowadays, various spiritual weapons with different functions have appeared in the world, and people spend a lot of time practicing swordsmanship. It can be said that there are only a handful of people who practice swordsmanship.

"Look!"

Sixteen Qianhua daggers were involved in Jiang Ning's sword energy. Immediately afterwards, Jiang Ning drew his sword, and the sword energy wrapped the sixteen daggers and pressed against the opponent's woman with overwhelming force.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the opponent woman hurriedly used her defensive weapon to resist Jiang Ning's sword energy.

The sword energy enveloped the Qianhua dagger and hit it hard against the defensive weapon. The opponent woman gritted her teeth and held on, but unexpectedly, cracks appeared in the defensive weapon in her hand.

"boom!"

"Crack."

The defensive spiritual weapon blocked the attack for the woman, but the defensive spiritual weapon in her hand was completely broken into two halves.

The opponent woman sat on the ground blankly, looking at the Qianhua dagger scattered on the ground and the cracked defensive weapon in her hand.

An iron sword was placed in front of her neck.

"Senior sister, you lost." Jiang Ning announced the fact in a calm tone.

The opponent woman looked up at Jiang Ning.Under the sun, Jiang Ning's figure seemed to be coated with a layer of light and shadow, making his expression unclear.

The woman suddenly smiled with relief, stood up from the ground, and said seriously, "I lost."

She was convinced that she lost.

"Can you tell me the name of this sword technique?" the opponent woman asked.

"This sword technique...is called Qinghong Sword Technique." Jiang Ning replied.

"Qinghong Sword Art? Thank you, junior brother, for telling me." The opponent woman nodded and walked off the ring.

"Jiang Ning wins this battle." The instructor announced the result, and the audience was in an uproar again.

"Jiang Ning actually won again?!"

"Can you be like Jiang Ning if you practice your swordsmanship to the extreme? You can easily leapfrog the level and fight."

"Now I'm looking forward to Jiang Ning's next competition more and more."

"Originally, I thought that being able to finely control spiritual power was her unique skill. But now that I think about it, she didn't show her true strength at all at that time."

"Did you hear it? It's called Qinghong Sword Technique!"

"Qinghong Sword Technique!"

After another battle, half of the disciples' attitude towards Jiang Ning changed.

Many people have even begun to look forward to where Jiang Ning will be on the initial martial arts list?

The opponent in the next battle is the sixth level of Lingxu.

Jiang Ning returned to the hut and took the time to practice.

The college competition lasted for a month. This time due to an accident, it was extended for ten days. Now it has come to an end.

Nearly 20 days have passed since Jiang Ning's last breakthrough. Tomorrow she will fight against the sixth level of Lingxu. Jiang Ning knows that her strength on the second level of Lingxu alone is far from enough.

So she wanted to seize the last moment and break through the third level of spiritual void.

Unexpectedly, a knock on the door suddenly sounded, interrupting Jiang Ning's practice.

Jiang Ning opened the door, and standing outside was Ling Chuge.

"I heard that you defeated the fifth level of Lingxu?" Ling Chuge asked seemingly casually, with a arrogant attitude as if he cares about you, so you should kneel down and be grateful.

Jiang Ning had long been used to his tone of wanting to be beaten, and nodded leisurely, "Is this the case, is that all?"

"That's not bad." There was a hint of appreciation in Ling Chuge's tone, and then he coughed twice to cover up, "After all, you are my friend, Ling Chuge, and you are too weak. If you tell me, you will lose my face. "

Jiang Ning laughed and was about to ask, "What kind of dignity do you have in this Chuwu Academy?" '

Then Ling Chuge took out a sword from his storage bag and threw it to Jiang Ning.

"I heard that you are going to fight someone from the sixth level of Lingxu tomorrow. There is a four-level difference in strength. I don't expect you to win. I'll give you this sword. Just don't lose too ugly." Ling Chuge said.

Jiang Ning took the sword. The sword was slightly cool and felt comfortable in his hand.The scabbard has exquisite carvings and the main body is dark.

Pulling out the sword, the sword body is completely black, as if it is an abyss that cannot be seen below.There is a golden line in the middle, like a dragon swimming in the abyss.

With just one glance, Jiang Ning could tell that this was an excellent sword.

"Lend this sword to me?" Jiang Ning asked.

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