Gao Bufan has always felt that he was too careless last time. After all, he didn't use a sword at all. The three days of fighting also made him more determined in his thoughts. After all, Ling Dao's performance was not outstanding after each battle.
If Xie Ling'er and Li Shengxiong still have the possibility to defeat him, Ling Dao is simply not his opponent. Not only Gao Bufan thought this way, but other outer disciples and elders also felt that Ling Dao would definitely lose.
"Gao Bufan is ranked ninth among the outer disciples. It is not easy to stand out among tens of thousands of outer disciples. As for his opponent, he is just a fifteen-year-old kid, and he is no match for him!"
"I have seen that boy win every decisive battle by luck. If he can defeat Gao Bufan, it is simply impossible. This battle is not interesting at all. It is better to watch other people battle!"
Whether it¡¯s the battles between Xia Xinyao, Teng Shaofeng, or Xie Ling¡¯er and Li Shengxiong, they are all more exciting than the battles between Ling Dao and Gao Bufan. Ling Dao has been able to reach this point without showing anything eye-catching, so naturally few people pay attention to him.
"I was careless last time, this time I will let you see my swordsmanship!"
"Nine Heaven-Splitting Styles!"
Gao Bufan gave a soft drink, then waved the stainless steel sword in his hand and charged towards Ling Dao. As one of the top ten outer disciples, Gao Bufan naturally got a fine steel sword, which was much better than an ordinary iron sword.
The most distinctive feature of the Sky Splitting Sword Sect¡¯s swordsmanship is its sharpness. Able to break through all obstacles and crush all enemies. Although the Nine Forms of Splitting the Sky are simple, they still have this connotation. The stainless steel sword in Gao Bufan's hand seemed to cut Ling Dao into countless pieces.
"You lost!"
This battle has just begun, Xie Ling'er's voice rang out, her battle has ended. She was the first to deal with her opponent, and as usual, her opponent was defeated in her hands before he could draw his sword.
"Defeat!"
The battles of other people also ended one after another. Xia Xinyao, Teng Shaofeng, Wei Jingshan, Zhong Zhenhai, Lu Hong, and Li Shengxiong all defeated their opponents. Their opponents are not on the same level as them at all.
The competition arranged by the elders was originally intended to eliminate the weak ones. Ling Dao was arranged to fight Gao Bufan in order to eliminate him among the first batch. In the eyes of the elders, it was already a miracle that Ling Dao could reach this point.
"You are fighting with me, and you still have the heart to watch other people's battles. You really don't want to live or die!"
Gao Bufan immediately became furious when he discovered that Ling Dao was still watching other people's battles. He was already performing the Nine Heaven-Splitting Styles, but Ling Dao completely ignored him, as if the one fighting him was not Ling Dao himself.
The fine steel sword stabbed out repeatedly, and the sharp edge blocked all routes of Lingdao. Gao Bufan's strength is not bad, otherwise he would not be able to take the position of ninth senior brother. Unfortunately, he was destined to fail today just because his opponent was Ling Dao.
"Dang-dang-dang-dang"
Lingdao waved the sword in his hand and kept fighting Gao Bufan. He did not plan to defeat Gao Bufan directly, but slowly pondered his sword skills. In his opinion, in this outer disciple competition, all the opponents sharpen their swords for him, making his sword sharper!
"Impossible! How could he block every one of my swords?"
The nine Heaven-Splitting Styles were all blocked by Ling Dao, and Gao Bufan's eyes widened like bull's eyes. Gao Bufan really couldn't believe that Ling Dao, who looked so weak, could block all his sword moves without even taking a step back.
Originally, not many people were watching this battle, but now those powerful characters have finished the battle, and Ling Dao and Gao Bufan fought so fiercely, which naturally attracted the attention of all the outer disciples. Even many elders looked over.
"Who is that kid? I haven't noticed it in the previous competition. It seems that although he is not as good as Li Shengxiong and Xie Ling'er, he is still much better than ordinary outer disciples."
"It seems that he didn't try his best in the previous battles. Otherwise, we wouldn't have let him fight Gao Bufan in the first round, which would be a pity. Originally, he was still very likely to enter the top fifty. Now it¡¯s about to be defeated!¡±
The realm of these elders is not very advanced, and their eyesight is naturally poor. The deputy sect leader Zhuang Xin, who was sitting above him, had a hint of joy in his eyes. He could see that Ling Dao had to win this battle, and Gao Bufan was no match for Ling Dao.
"What a good boy, you are really good at hiding. Not to mention those outer disciples, even many elders were deceived by you!"
The stronger the disciples in the sect, the better. Seeing such outstanding disciples, Zhuang Xin was naturally a little happy. They are the strong men of the older generation, and they will eventually die. The future of the Sky-Splitting Sword Sect will naturally depend on these young people.
"You brat, I didn't expect you to have two hands, but I don't plan to be merciful anymore! Take my sword!"
Gao Bufan was a little angry after failing to defeat Ling Dao for such a long time. A trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes, and then he stamped on the ground violently, causing dust to rise everywhere. The long sword in his hand slithered towards Ling Dao like a poisonous snake.
Seeing Gao Bufan use this sword, many disciples felt a chill. Ling Dao's feeling was the clearest, and he even heard a "hissing" sound, like a poisonous snake swallowing snake messages.
The movement trajectory of the poisonous snake is extremely tricky and difficult to guard against. Gao Bufan's attacks are ruthless. If he is hit by the long sword in his hand, Ling Dao will definitely not get any good results. It's a pity that this little trick didn't catch Ling Dao's eyes at all.
¡°If that¡¯s all you have, then you¡¯d better get out!¡±
Ling Dao no longer planned to play with Gao Bufan anymore, but suddenly struck out with his sword. Completely opposite to Gao Bufan's cunning and vicious swordsmanship, Ling Dao's swordsmanship was majestic, mighty, and extremely majestic.
With one sword strike, the silver light appeared extremely dazzling. When the sword in Ling Dao's hand struck Gao Bufan's sword, he seemed to hear a cry. Immediately afterwards, the long sword in Gao Bufan's hand was chopped to the ground, and Gao Bufan's body was kicked out by Ling Dao.
This scene turned the originally noisy martial arts arena into silence in an instant. Just now they thought Gao Bufan would win, but in the blink of an eye, Ling Dao defeated Gao Bufan. Many people took a breath of cold air, completely unable to accept this result.
"Ninth Senior Brother, how could you be defeated by a nobody?"