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Chapter 82:I'm Going to Defeat You

The ink could not help looking at Ding Ning, but Zhang Yi was slightly moving, blocking his view of Ding Ning.

Zhang Yi looked at him gently, looked at the snowbrow sword in his hand, and said politely: "Your sword is very good, but your cultivation is a lot worse than me, so you can't be faster than me, unless you can defeat me, your opponent can only be me."

The dust's eyebrows thumped, and he looked at Su Qin and Ding Ning not far away, and then bowed his head: "You are right."

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Hearing Ding Ning's sound, which seemed very hypocritical and even fleshy, Su Qin was silent for a moment, and then laughed sarcastically: "Want to drag me, to complete others... but you think you can hold me?" 」

Ding Ning shook his head, smiled, and said slowly, "I don't want to drag you, but to defeat you."

Su Qin looked at him mockingly: "The night has passed, the sun has already come, you should not dream."

"You don't believe in the entrance to Aries Cave that I can pass those introductory tests in Aries Cave, and you don't think it's possible, but I proved to you that I passed those tests, and I'm faster than you all."Ding Ning converged with a smile, looked at him calmly, and said, "Before that, you thought that I could not defeat any day and night, but I not only defeated him, but also defeated the opponents you drove, you never understood where my confidence came from, but I do have the confidence to overcome you now."

Suzanne stared at him, his eyes cold.

Ding Ning looked back calmly and then continued: "Although I entered the Aries Cave for the shortest time, but the Aries Cave did give me a lot of surprises, Xue Dong master, Li Dao, uncle, Zhang Yi brother, they are very lovely people, but you did not like me at the beginning, I also did not like you at the beginning."Your body always has the breath of stepping on others, even respect you, even admire your fellow brothers, in your eyes is also a stepping stone can step down at any time, I do not want people like you to stay in the white sheep hole, so this time you lose in my hands, it is best to quickly disappear from my eyes, otherwise I will change the way to deal with you."

Suzuki’s mouth appeared with a smile, but his eyes filled with real killing, “Instead of threatening me?”

"Brother Su Qin, what I want to say is all over, so don't talk nonsense."Ding Ning laughed too, strangling his sword to his chest, and said, "This is the last time I'll call you brother."

The face of Su Qin did not change much, but the intention of killing in the bottom of his eyes was getting stronger and stronger, like a thick fire burning.

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“What does this mean?”

There is silence on the viewing platform, and everyone's heart is full of incredible emotions.

Since Zhang Yi went to the ink dust, Nangu Tseju stopped Liu Yangyang, Xie Changsheng's fist has been more and more tight, see Ding Ning face to Su Qin cross the sword, he can no longer control his emotions, went to the face of the spring, and then with a low-down confession of wrong attitude to request: "Guo Huachun, it is better you can say a few words of Ding Ning can't?" 」

“Not dead yet?Do you think I said two words, Ding Ning really can win over Su Qin?”He looked at him mockingly and sneered, "Since you are so childish, then I will do whatever you want, Ding Ning can overcome Sukhin, unless the sun comes out from the west."

“Thanks, you have a problem with your head!”Xu Heshan pulled back in anger and thanked Changsheng, "Even if your childish method can really bring luck to Ding Ning, what does Ding Ning have to do with you, you have to make yourself public and ugly?" 」

“It doesn’t matter to me!”Listening to Xu Heshan's rebuke, Xie Changsheng also roared in an angry voice: "Do you know my sister or I know my sister, you think my sister's words are talking about fun?"Since my sister is serious, he is now my brother-in-law who has not been through the door!”

Xie Luo did not pay attention to Xie Changsheng and Xu Heshan's dispute, and all her spirits were all concentrated on Ding Ning and Sukhin at this moment.

“Can you really beat Suzanne?”She kept repeating such a word in her heart.

Xue forgot that his eyes were also full of abnormally complex looks at the moment, and he looked at the Li Dao machine not far away, and looked at the calm Ding Ning, slowly saying in his heart: "If you can really win, I will beg for you."

...

Suzanne said nothing more.

Everyone knew that he was going to shoot, and he really shot, and stretched out his left hand.

His purple-shu sword was soft, usually wrapped in his left arm, and now his left hand was stretched out, the hilt of the sword fell in his hand, a violet light swirled around his wrist, and instantly bounced into a long sword.

With a sound, his sword swung in the air ahead.

This sword seems very casual, and Ding Ning's body is far apart, it is impossible to touch, but he waved a sword, a purple moon-like sword light jumped out of his sword, and instantly appeared in front of Ding Ning's throat.

Ding Ning's remnant sword appeared before this sword light.

The dark green sword was instantly covered with countless small white flowers.

The purple moon-like sword light and countless small white flowers collided, were instantly crushed, but the ink-green residual sword body inevitably fell back a little, and a small blood marks were pressed on Ding Ning's throat.

“It’s still a little worse.”

Ding Ning's eyes were still calm, without the slightest fear, but he smiled and showed white teeth.

“Try the sword.”

Suzanne spit out this word indifferently.

The purple sword that swings freely in the cold autumn wind in his left hand suddenly becomes straight.

Between the electric light flimstones, his right foot stomped heavily on the ground, and the real element in his body poured into the left arm, and then poured into the runes in the purple sword in his hand.

A loud noise.

His whole man flew out of the air, and the purple sword in his hand surged up around the rotating purple cloud, extremely brutish, straight thorning toward Ding Ning's body.

Everyone on the stage was breathing hard.

At this moment, all the students who watched the ceremony only felt that the sword of Su Qin had become a long gun, a long gun on the battlefield, and sprinted purely with speed and strength!

Ding Ning's pupil contracted violently.

His body jumped slightly, the broken sword in his hand lifted up first, and then sharply pressed down, accurately and accurately, pressed the front half of the sword to the sword of Sukhin.

An irresistible great force passed down the broken sword to Ding Ning’s body.

Ding Ning's body was first in the air, then a heavy setback, and then accelerated and flew out, hard fell in the back of the rattan forest, the already yellow forest in all the remnants of the yellow vine forest were all shocked, flying.

Su Qin's eyes gradually narrowed, and there was no look of joy on his face.

Because Ding Ning had already stood up in the sky-drenched yellow leaves, he once again lifted the ink-green residual sword that was very eye-catching, erased the blood from the corners of his lips in his left hand, and once again showed his white teeth to Su Qin, laughing: "This sword is still a little worse."

...

Standing in front of Liu Yangang, facing this brother half a head taller than her, his eyes looking into the rattan forest, provoked the figure of Ding Ning, who had countless yellow leaves, and then breathed hard, and her mouth bursting with a sharpuding sound of earrings.

The iron sword of the fish in her hand struck in the purest straight line.

At the same time, in the sleeve of her left hand, the vine sword was also stabbed out, and the same purest straight line was also bursting out of the strength of layers.

Liu Yangang completely stopped breathing, he stepped back, the sword in his hand splurged as much as he could, and the light of the sword was like a light mask in front of him.

A blast.

His retrogression suddenly accelerated, and he could not stand still with five or six steps back.

His tiger mouth and palms were constantly dripping with blood, but his face turned pale again, and he looked at a bloody road on the side of the south palace, breathed sharply, and trembled: "You have suffered such a serious injury, why do you still use this fiercest sword... You can't hold on for a long time."

Namgong looked at him and said, "I don't need to hold on for a long time, because it's the last battle, so I just need to beat you before I fall."

Liu Yang had only trembling his voice before, but at this moment looking at her eyes, his bleeding hands were trembling unstoppable.

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"It's not the key to catch the two swords in front of me. The key is whether you can catch my third sword."

Looking at Ding Ning's obviously provocative smile, Su Qin did not get angry, but quietly continued: "If you can't pick up my third sword, one of your arms may be completely abolished."

These sounds of Su Qin contain extremely cold meaning, and other people may feel extreme fear, but Ding Ning's eyes are still surprisingly calm.

He shook his head and whispered, "Since you say so, it may be your hand that is wasted."

Suzanne is expressionless.

What he decides to do will be done at all.

He took a deep breath, excluded all the negative emotions in his body, and then he poured out all the remaining true things in his body, all at once, into the purple sword in his hand.

A loud thud.

All the runes on the purple sword are as bright as to be cracked, the sword body is as if it were to drip out of water, and the sword fronts are slightly extended and become thinner.

However, this sword did not become more straight because of this concentration of power, but the whole sword was slightly curled, like a small roll of willow leaves.

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