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"You're courting death!" The hoof lightly whistled, and its voice was filled with boundless coldness.
With that said, he waved his fist towards Lin Qing, creating gusts of wind as he pounded towards her abdomen.
As he swung his fist, a wave of imposing manner spread out along with the ring.
Lin Qing's expression was indifferent as he faced the incoming punch. He coldly laughed and said, "You are overestimating yourself."
With a wave of her hand, Lin Qing received the fist strike from the ring.
"Peng!" A muffled sound was emitted from the palm of Lin Qing's hand as she collided with the ring.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
As the sound of feet stepping on the ground was heard, Lin Dong's mood and the ring involuntarily took a step back due to the force of the two forces. Both of them carried a trace of surprise as they clearly did not expect the other party to be much stronger than he had imagined.
After she withdrew the indifferent look in her eyes, Lin Qing's face turned solemn. After their fists collided, Lin Qing now had an understanding of the power of the ring. She knew that her strength was not much weaker than her own.
Opposite Lin Qing, Crooked Soul's mood had become agitated. As a fighter, when he saw someone whose strength was on par with his, he naturally felt an incomparably itchy sensation in his hands.
"No wonder you dare to block my path. So you actually have someone to rely on." The horseman's ring sneered and unsheathed the sharp sword at its waist.
Under the illumination of the sun, the light reflected off the swords seemed to carry a trace of coldness.
In response to the ring, Lin Qing declined to comment. However, Lin Qing also took out a sharp sword from her waist. This sharp sword was not aimed at the treasured sword, but rather at an ordinary treasured sword.
"However, if you want to let me open my mouth, let me test your strength first and see if your strength meets the standard." The galloping ring smiled and said.
"Then let's wait and see." Lin Qing coldly said. The sword in her hand pointed towards the ring, as though she could fight at any time.
"Hmph."
A light noise came from the ring's nose, and its eyes seemed to grow colder and colder.
"Receive my sword!" The ring once again let out a long whistle as the sword shot out a shocking rainbow, shooting towards Lin Qing.
With a grave expression on her face, Lin Qing shouted as well. The sharp sword in her hand slashed forward.
With a clang, the originally empty space suddenly emitted a clanging sound. It was a dark green treasured sword, and it appeared out of nowhere.
The ring couldn't help but open its mouth, clearly surprised that Lin Qing could see the location of its sharp sword.
Without thinking too much about it, Lin Qing's arm shook as a huge force passed through the sword and into the ring.
With a muffled "hmph" sound, the ring couldn't help but take two steps back before regaining its balance.
"Okay."
"Okay."
"Okay."
After being forced back by Lin Qing, the ring actually let out a loud laugh.
"Only in this way will you be worthy to be my opponent!" Crooked Soul coldly laughed. After he finished speaking, his body blurred as if he had disappeared from where he was standing.
With a calm expression, Lin Qing naturally knew that the ring did not truly disappear from its original location. Instead, it had moved too fast, causing people to think that it had just disappeared from its original location.
"Young Master Chou, there's no need for that. As long as that matter was not done by Young Master Chou, I naturally will not trouble Young Master Zhao Chung." Lin Qing said with a smile.
"Make your move."
A melodious voice rang out from the surroundings, causing Lin Qing's entire body to tremble.
Lifting the sword horizontally, Lin Qing's eyes were as calm as water, with a hint of indifference.
A gust of wind blew past, and the surroundings seemed to be filled with the shadows of ghosts.
A chill suddenly came from behind Lin Qing, causing her, who had always been on guard, to feel a chill in her heart.
A sword descended, it was as though it wanted to end Lin Qing's life.
Fortunately, Lin Qing was not a mediocre person. In the face of the sharp sword of the ring, Lin Qing took a step back.
The wind whistled past Lin Qing's face, yet it was actually the sword in her hand. Just a little more and Lin Qing would have had her face ruined.
When the sword missed, Crooked Soul's figure appeared. When he saw this scene, he frowned before turning around and appearing like a phantom. In the blink of an eye, he seemed to have disappeared from this place.
With a "hmph" sound, Lin Qing coldly said: "The more moves you use, the more useless it will be.".
After she finished speaking, Lin Qing pointed her palm at the center of her brows. Following which, Lin Qing's eyes began to shine with a dim light.
After Lin Qing pointed at the space between her eyebrows, she discovered a figure swaying back and forth in front of her.
"Hmph."
"What a good special ability technique!" Lin Qing coldly snorted.
It turned out that the ring had a special ability after it had become a talented warrior. Its main function was to hide its ability from one's senses, especially one's vision.
Seeing Lin Qing's expression, Rising Ring silently cursed, "Not good." He knew that Lin Qing must have realized the root of his ability.
After all, there was nothing good or bad about a Discipline. There was no such thing as useless or useless. Once a Discipline was discovered, there was always a way to break it.
It was obvious that Lin Qing had also seen through the special characteristics of the ring.
This ability, the Ringring, seemed powerful, but it wasn't omnipotent. It couldn't unleash an attack, and when it did, it was gone.
It was just like earlier, when the Raging Ring slashed out towards Lin Qing. Although it was as swift and ingenious as a brush, it was still impossible to strike soundlessly and soundlessly.
After seeing the true body of the Rising Ring, a sneer also appeared on Lin Qing's face.
"This time, it's my turn."
Lin Qing roared as she stomped on the ground, causing a sonic boom to echo out from beneath her feet.
Lin Qing's body flickered, appearing like a sword that had left the bow string. In an instant, she was already far away from where she was. When they met again, she was already not far away from the ring.
Xiao Yan's expression changed. He waved the ring on his hand and a 'chi chi' sound appeared. It was the sound of the sharp sword in his hand piercing through the air and emitting a whistling sound.
Seeing that the ring wanted to attack and defend itself, Lin Qing sneered. Her body blurred as she leaped to the side.
His sword sliced through the air and created ripples again.
Dodging the ring's attack, Lin Qing took another step forward, moving as fast as the wind. In the blink of an eye, Lin Qing's figure was within reach of the ring.
At this moment, when he saw Lin Qing nearing him, his expression could not help but change. He could only barely hold the sword in his hand in front of him, and even if he wanted to use it to attack, he would not be able to.
As he swung his sword, thunderbolts generated wind. As Lin Qing swung his sword, it seemed as if it carried the sound of wind and thunder. His imposing aura caused others to tremble in fear when they looked at him.
A metallic clang was heard as the two swords clashed.
Lin Qing's sword strike was a Sword of Intention, and the force of its attack was extremely heavy. However, the Bracelet was only used to block hastily, so how could he defend against it?
The ring only felt that there was a huge force coming from the hand holding the sword. A vibrating force was being emitted from the sword, causing the ring's hand that was holding the sword to tremble.
