Chapter 132: Fame
"Nine flashes of mad knives!"
The young man shouted, and the long knife in his hand slashed through the void, leaving the Dao Dao phantom remaining in this void, and the Dao Dao knife light turned into a streamer, and quickly slashed towards Lin Haoran's head. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Lin Haoran's expression was not panicked, his eyes were not confused, he could only see his right hand trembling slightly, Ling Tian's sword was unsheathed, and a sharp white light flashed the cold light of the debut, and the long sword shook, conjuring up nine sword lights, slashing straight towards the opposite sword light.
The two intersected, making a violent sound, and the two of them each took two steps back, the young man's cultivation was much higher than Lin Haoran's, and Lin Haoran's swordsmanship was a little stronger than the other party, and the first round of the battle was indistinguishable.
"Whew!"
The white sword light seemed to be slow and urgent, and it crossed a graceful arc in the air, only to see that this sword was like an antelope hanging horns, seamless, and it was impossible to see the direction of this sword's attack.
The young man's face changed, looking at the terrifying sword in front of him, the long knife turned into a shield, tightly protecting the vital points of his whole body, but this sword light seemed to come from the void, and like an epiphany in the middle of the night, in the dead of night, quietly bloomed, and appeared in the air amazingly.
"Bell, bell, bell!"
In a moment's breath, Lin Haoran's long sword was actually on top of the opponent's broadsword, leaving a clanging sound.
The sword light dissipated, and Lin Haoran stood not far away, put away his sword and sheathed it, and walked straight down.
The young man looked at Lin Haoran's back sluggishly, and shouted softly, "Lin Haoran, you haven't won yet!"
His voice was full of annoyance, after all, he was also a master of the fourth layer of condensation, but now he was ignored by the other party like this, and he couldn't help but be angry.
Although Lin Haoran's attack just now was amazing, he also blocked it, he really didn't know why the other party stepped down.
There was a hint of jealousy in Feng Wuji's eyes, even Ye Hongfei, who had always been indifferent, looked at Lin Haoran who walked off the stage in surprise, but he didn't expect that even if he overestimated the other party, he was still a little underestimated.
The assistant teacher jumped onto the platform, glanced at the young man who was still on the stage, and directly announced, "In this round, Lin Haoran won!"
The young man looked at the teaching assistant angrily, "Lin Haoran didn't win at all just now, why are you announcing it now!"
The teaching assistant glanced at the young man pitifully, and a breeze blew, only to see that the young man's shirt, from the left shoulder to the lower abdomen, was straight down a long hate, and the torn robe swayed with the breeze.
The onlookers under the platform were also dumbfounded and looked at everything in front of them.
As if he was in slow motion, the young man slowly lowered his head, looking at the blood stains that appeared on his skin, and there were traces of blood slowly coming out of the sword marks, his face turned pale, and he glanced at Lin Haoran, who had stepped down, with a complicated complexion, is the gap between the strength of the two really so big, they can't even block a move.
In fact, it's no wonder that the young man, the general trend of fast is the second general trend among the swordsmen, in addition to the ethereal sharp trend, among the swordsmen, he is respected for his fast, although the young man is a cultivator of the fourth layer of condensation, but he has not comprehended the existence of this general trend, and he will not be so wronged if he naturally loses.
"It's the general trend!"
After Feng Wuji was silent for a long time, he exhaled softly and said.
"Hurry up!"
Ye Hongfei's eyes were also full of shock, as a swordsman, he naturally knew that among the swordsmen, among the general trend of comprehension, in addition to the general trend of the edge, it was the general trend of fast, but he didn't expect that this Lin Haoran could comprehend the general trend of fast in less than half a year after entering Cangling Academy, and this talent can be called peerless, compared to Nalan Yu three years ago, it is not much better.
As the pinnacle existence in this academy, the top ten formal students had a very deep understanding of each other, but even the Blood Shadow Sword Xue Yiren did not comprehend the general trend of fast at that time.
Glancing at each other, Feng Wuji and Ye Hongfei both saw a solemn look in each other's eyes. And Xue Yiren, Xiao Li, Li Qing and others on other platforms also looked at the young man in a green shirt with solemn faces.
"Mingfeng Chaoyang!"
only heard a coquettish shout, Feng Piaofu turned into a dazzling red light, and his palms were like two red-hot iron plates, with a hot temperature, and hit the opponent's chest fiercely, and the other party fell out of the platform in mid-air.
"Ahem!"
The other party spit out two mouthfuls of blood, and glanced at Feng Piaoxu with complicated eyes, and finally there was a gloomy color.
As Feng Piaoxu's opponent, when the opponent made the last move, he could naturally feel that the strong fire power and the hot temperature on the opponent's body were like boiling lava, making him unavoidable.
"What a terrifying fire-based power!"
At the elder's table, Wang Yilong looked at Feng Piaoxu's crisp palm, and couldn't help but be a little moved.
Lin Cheng also took a deep look at Feng Piaoxu, and said softly, "It's really good!"
On the other side, Bai Mengya's competition with the other party was also at its most intense.
Just like a spider, spitting out layers of filaments, Bai Mengya's Dao sword light turned into a drizzle, wrapping around the opponent's side, but the opponent's movement space is getting smaller and smaller.
"Spring breeze and rain!"
Bai Mengya flew into the air, and the long sword turned into a continuous drizzle, wrapping the other party straight into it, and finally turned into a streamer, and the long sword stayed straight between the opponent's eyebrows.
The other party smiled bitterly, didn't say anything more, and directly stepped down, and Bai Mengya won the victory.
Everyone in the audience was in a state of shock, although the 'three colors' were widely spread among the freshmen, but for the old students, they were just potential opponents in the future, no one would have expected the rise of the three would be so rapid, in the first school assessment, with an absolute advantage, promoted to the final showdown of the group competition.
With the cultivation of the late stage of the second layer of condensation, among this group of old students of the fourth layer of condensation, a road to heaven was vigorously broken out.
Lin Haoran, who comprehended the general trend of fastness, Feng Piaofu, who had amazing power in the fire system, and Bai Mengya, who made a good swordsmanship, really entered the field of vision of the academy's top management.
Among the three, Lin Haoran is the most valued, not only is he far more than the remaining two on the potential list, but he is also the general trend of the speed that he has comprehended, and he is also the excellent general trend of the swordsman's comprehension.
Next is the cold-faced Feng Piaoxu, although I don't know how the other party has such a strong fire power in his body, but it can be seen that the other party can use it freely.
And Bai Mengya is ranked third behind the two.