The Falling Dust Sword had quietly unsheathed, flashing a cold glow of autumn water, but it was as calm as her expression.

The students suddenly found that at this moment, the two were so similar, calm, calm, and focused.

Chu Jian suddenly let out a long roar, and a sword slashed down towards Ling Chuxi, the power of this sword was even more magnificent than the sword when he defeated Shao Nansong just now.

There was finally an exclamation from the audience, and he actually used the strongest blow as soon as he got started, and Chu Jian attached so much importance to Ling Chuxi.

Ling Chuxi's gaze was condensed like lightning, and he watched the Bladeless Sword infinitely enlarge in his field of vision, but his body was motionless.

The opponent is an eight-layer battle qi, but she only has seven layers, and if she wants to win, she can only rely on a stronger fighter grasp and battle qi control than the opponent. No matter how strong the strength is, no matter how subtle the martial arts, there will always be a weakness, as long as this weakness is found, it is not a miracle to defeat the strong with the weak.

It's easier said than done. How strong Chu Jianyi's grasp of the battle situation and control of the battle qi was could be seen from his easy victory over Shao Nansong just now.

All of Ling Chuxi's mind, all of his spiritual sense, had been raised to the top at this moment.

The bladeless sword slashed down, it didn't look fast, but it completely blocked all the ways of Ling Chuxi, and even the audience had an illusion, as if they were under the shroud of the long sword, and there was nowhere to retreat except to block with all their might.

Time has become so long, everyone's hearts are raised to their throats.

But Ling Chuxi on the stage still didn't move, she was waiting for the opportunity.

Finally, the dust sword in her hand flashed and moved, and finally found his weakness, which was also the only chance.

In the sound of the sound, the two swords intersected and emitted a little spark, just a small spark, but the two people on the stage were like being hit by a boulder, and each took two steps back.

"The only weakness of the bladeless sword intent was actually found by you, since I practiced this sword, you are still the first person." Chu Jian looked at Ling Chuxi, his face that was as unchanged as a rock finally showed a look of surprise, and then said appreciatively.

Ling Chuxi smiled faintly, she had indeed found the only weakness of the Bladeless Sword Intent, but it was only a draw with Chu Jian, Ling Chuxi deeply realized how huge the gap between the eighth and seventh layers of battle qi was.

"Try my sword again." Chu Jianyi suddenly raised his head to the sky and roared, raised his shoulders diagonally above his shoulders, and slashed out with a sword again.

The bladeless sword, which had no brilliance at all, seemed to emit a sharp cold light at this moment, and under the huge sword power, almost everyone who approached the stands was afraid and involuntarily took a few steps back.

"Be careful." Ling Yichen couldn't help but blurt out, even if it was him, he was not sure that he could catch such a sword.

Ling Chuxi's heart also sank slightly, and he clenched the Falling Dust Sword tightly.

"I will not lose, I will never lose." In his heart, a voice sounded, Ling Chuxi's eyes emitted a light that had never been seen before, the trajectory of the bladeless sword, and the battle qi flowing in the sword, became so clear at this moment.

"Boom", the two swords intersected again, and in the collision of battle qi, a ball of qi suddenly burst out, rolling up the dust, covering the figures of the two.

"What's going on, who's going to win and who's going to lose?" The dust went away with the wind, and everyone looked to the stage.

On the competition platform, Ling Chuxi and Chu Jianyi each stood in a corner, and a shallow pit appeared on the ground in the middle, which showed how strong the battle spirit of the two broke out just now.