After attacking for more than ten rounds in a row, Lin Yiran found that although Meng Bopeng's body style was not happy, it was very weird, so that Lin Yiran couldn't see the opponent's routine clearly, and couldn't help frowning - it seems that this Meng Bopeng is indeed a little difficult to deal with.

Meng Bopeng noticed the change in Lin Yiran's expression, a playful expression appeared on his face, and he said proudly: "I've already let you for ten rounds, now it's time to change me to attack!"

After Meng Bopeng finished speaking, a long sword appeared in front of him out of thin air, drawing a strange arc in the air and flying towards Lin Yiran.

Just like Meng Bopeng's body technique, his swordsmanship is also very weird, and the speed does not seem to be fast, but it makes Lin Yiran unable to figure out the trajectory, making him a little embarrassed to parry.

Although Lin Yiran was embarrassed, he was not injured by Meng Bopeng, which was unexpected by Meng Bopeng, which made Meng Bopeng's face a little ugly.

Although Meng Bopeng was only testing Lin Yiran's strength before, he couldn't help but feel a little irritated after seeing that Lin Yiran was able to gradually figure out his swordsmanship routine from the embarrassed appearance at the beginning.

Because according to his original idea, even if he couldn't hurt Lin Yiran with these few tricks, he could still break Lin Yiran's clothes, but after more than ten rounds, he didn't make any achievements except for cutting off a few traces of green silk from Lin Yiran.

Encountering such a situation, Meng Bopeng became a little impatient, and he decided to increase his offensive and let Lin Yiran show his decline as soon as possible, or the audience would still think that he was not the opponent of the other party.

"Lin Yiran, I want you to see what the real human-sword unity is!"

The decision has been made, Meng Bopeng held the long sword in his hand, and quickly stabbed at Lin Yiran, and when he was still two or three zhang away from the other party, the long sword in his hand suddenly drew a strange arc in the air, bypassing the top of Lin Yiran's head, and his right hand also held a claw shape, grabbing Lin Yiran's chest.

Seeing Meng Bopeng learn from his previous appearance and come to a sword attack, Lin Yiran did not dare to slack off at all, and slammed his right foot on the floor, quickly dodging Meng Bopeng's attack.

But before Lin Yiran could take a breath, Meng Bopeng's other claw grabbed his chest again, and his sword also seemed to have eyes, bypassing Lin Yiran's back again and launching a pincer attack on him again.

After a few rounds, although Lin Yiran was still not injured, his clothes had been torn in a few places, and he looked a little embarrassed.

But even so, Meng Bopeng was still not satisfied, because in these few rounds, he no longer teased Lin Yiran, but seriously attacked Lin Yiran, although he had not used all his strength, but he felt that with the strength of his shot just now, it was enough to hurt Lin Yiran.

But Meng Bopeng was very surprised by the current result, which made him even more impatient, because if he continued like this, others would definitely think that he would have no way to take Lin Yiran.

However, Meng Bopeng changed his mind and felt that this was fine, because he had a legitimate reason to give Lin Yiran a hard blow, and when the other party died or was disabled, he could also explain that he had left Lin Yiran before, and he just couldn't control the power of the move after that, so it would cause the other party to lose his life or be seriously injured.

Thinking of this, Meng Bopeng no longer felt impatient, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, his right hand quickly swiped in mid-air, and then the stone slab on the ground next to the ring continued to fly into the air, and the audience couldn't help but dodge when they saw this.

Then, the dirt under the stone slab continued to gather rapidly into the air, causing the people next to the ring to be shocked and quickly retreated.

Seeing such a situation, Lan Yangshu in the audience hurriedly shouted at Lin Yiran in the ring: "Brother Lin, this is Meng Bopeng's most proud earth attribute exercise-Flowing Cloud Earth Palm!

Meng Bopeng heard Lan Yangshu's reminder to Lin Yiran, looked at Lin Yiran coldly, and said disdainfully: "Even if you are not careless, what can you do!

"Really, then let me try it!" Lin Yiran replied coldly, long ago when Meng Bopeng first began to cast the Flowing Cloud Earth Palm, a hurricane energy had already been gathering in front of Lin Yiran, but the momentum was not as powerful as Meng Bopeng's, so Meng Bopeng ignored Lin Yiran's exercises.

Meng Bopeng has been dealing with the Li family all the year round, and he can't see that the exercises performed by Lin Yiran are the nine days of the Li family's wind howling. The Li family's Wind Howling Nine Heavens is an ancient period exercise, and their Meng family's Flowing Cloud Earth Palm is not it, and in terms of power, the Flowing Cloud Earth Palm is stronger than the Wind Howling Nine Heavens.

Moreover, there is no mutual restraint in the attributes of the exercises of these two attributes, and the power of the exercises performed completely depends on their own strength

, so Meng Bopeng believes that their victory or defeat will be decided in this confrontation, and it will definitely end in his victory.

Seeing this situation, Li Yuhan wanted to rush to the stage to stop Lin Yiran, but was stopped by an old man next to him.

She frowned slightly, and said to the old man worriedly: "Second grandfather, why are you stopping me, Lin Yiran will not be Meng Bopeng's opponent, the power of the Flowing Cloud Earth Palm is already stronger than the Nine Heavens of Wind Howling, and Lin Yiran's spiritual realm is almost two levels different from Meng Bopeng, this time after the confrontation, he will be seriously injured if he does not die!"

The old man stared at Lin Yiran intently, shook his head and said softly: "If you go up like this, you will disappoint him." ”

"But if he is seriously injured by Meng Bopeng here, or even killed by Meng Bopeng, I will feel guilty for the rest of my life!" Li Yuhan shook his hand suddenly, trying to shake off the old man's hand, but found that the old man's hand was still holding his hand, and he couldn't move.

The old man's eyes still didn't leave Lin Yiran, and he said softly: "Han'er, you have to believe him." I have a hunch that the rise of the Li family depends on him!"

Li Yuhan was stunned for a moment, and then seemed to think of something, the flush on his cheeks flashed, and his face softened a little, but he still said with some concern: "But Second Grandpa, he is really not Meng Bopeng's opponent." ”

Although Li Yuhan said this, she noticed that Lin Yiran's face was full of calm expression, and in the end, her voice was much quieter, and her tone was not so resolute.

The old man shook his head and said, "You have also noticed, his expression is so firm, there is no trace of panic, he should be very confident in himself." ”

Li Yuhan was silent for a while, sighed, and said softly: "Then please let go of my hand from the second grandfather." ”