Through the Great Yan Survival Decision, Ying Xuan barely recovered from some injuries, but the huge wound left by the hole left by the duel with Luo Hanxi on his chest still did not recover significantly.

Obviously, according to the current level of the Great Evolution and Reproduction Decision, it is still difficult to quickly recover such a serious wound as before, which undoubtedly makes it even more difficult for Ying Xuan to face Lin Yichen next.

With the light of the onlookers, Ying Xuan slowly stepped into the ring, and a burst of light wrapped him, and in the blink of an eye, he was sent to the virtual ring where Lin Yichen was.

Lin Yichen stood with his hands in his hands, a blue-white thin sword diagonally at his feet, and looked at Ying Xuan indifferently with a frosty face, he had obviously been waiting for Ying Xuan for a long time.

"You have made it this far, and I have not been disappointed. ”

Lin Yichen looked at Ying Xuan, who was gradually approaching, expressionlessly, and nodded slightly, as if some kind of special recognition.

"Still, I think... You should be at the end of it. ”

Looking at Ying Xuan, who was approaching step by step in front of him, Lin Yichen said in an extremely indifferent tone.

Approaching not far in front of Lin Yichen, Ying Xuan also stopped, quietly staring at the white-clothed young man in front of him who was almost the same age as himself, he didn't understand Lin Yichen's understatement just now, but he also looked at the other party, and he suddenly felt an inexplicable instability in his heart at this moment.

This kind of extremely powerful pressure, it was the first time he felt it from his peers, even when he faced Qin Jun and Yun Shadui and others before, he didn't feel it so strongly.

In a trance, Ying Xuan actually felt an indifference from the other party that was even more victorious than himself.

With the order of the announcer, the final championship of the Maison's qualifying battle, and the decisive battle for the chief position officially began.

Lin Yichen raised his hand slightly, and the blue-white thin sword diagonally inserted at his feet suddenly flashed with a slight tremor, mixed with bursts of thick murderous aura, and instantly flew into Lin Yichen's open hand.

The blue-white thin sword in Lin Yichen's hand waved lightly, a blue light flashed in his eyes, and his figure actually stood in place without moving.

"Huh?"

"Not good!"

Ying Xuan was originally looking at Lin Yichen not far away, and he was just puzzled by his immobile figure, but his expression suddenly froze, and he suddenly felt a strong murderous aura close to him.

As soon as he noticed it, Ying Xuan's body moved slightly, and before he could move to dodge, he felt the sound of a sharp and extremely fast blade cutting through the air, resounding in his ears.

Although I couldn't believe it and didn't want to admit it, the speed of the opponent's sword was far beyond my own dodge ability, and even if Ying Xuan tried his best to cast the Shadow Trace Instantaneous Step, it was impossible to completely dodge it.

Moreover, before the finals, in order to heal the huge wound on his chest as soon as possible, Ying Xuan had used most of his Xuan Power to quickly treat the wound by running the Great Evolution and Reproduction Decision, and there was no extra Xuan Power to run Shadow Trace and Instant Step at all his strength.

Originally, Ying Xuan understood that after he entered the ring, he must not easily fight Lin Yichen in close contact, and he had to use his rapid body to dodge and heal his wounds while using his fast body to dodge and maneuver with him.

But he didn't expect Lin Yichen to be so powerful with one sword, so that he didn't give him the slightest chance to react.

Even if he barely performed the Shadow Trace Instantaneous Step, Ying Xuan was still pierced by the sharp sword light, and the blue and white thin sword was stabbed and twisted, although it did not bring out blood because of the blood suppression pill taken in advance, but it left a hideous and terrifying wound on Ying Xuan's right arm, which would greatly limit Ying Xuan's subsequent actions, resistance and counterattack, and also made his recovery from his injuries even worse.

With the powerful sword qi of that sword light flying by, Ying Xuan quickly dodged and wanted to get out of there quickly, but he didn't expect to turn around and turn his head, Lin Yichen, who should have been left behind by himself, was gone.

Looking around slightly, Ying Xuan frowned, and suddenly knew that something was wrong, and his body hurriedly deviated, and he dodged another sharp blade sword light that passed by without danger.

The moment he said more, Ying Xuan's eyes could even clearly see the bright and slender blue-white sword body, reflecting his lilac pupils.

Seeing the blue-white blade with a circle of killing intent sword qi passing by, Ying Xuan hurriedly leaned back, and hurriedly used his strength to dodge from the spot again, with extremely keen vigilance, he once again dodged the blue-white sword light that was slashed down at great speed, and without stopping at all, he quickly picked up an extremely fast backflip, and Ying Xuan finally managed to stay away from his original position.

And the place where he was originally standing had been slashed by Lin Yichen's sword light, and a cloud of sparks and dust was violently stirred, leaving a huge and incomparably deep sword mark.

Ying Xuan couldn't help but gasp when he saw the deep and terrifying sword mark in the distance, you can imagine how terrifying the power of that sword is, if it wasn't for Ying Xuan's prediction in advance, it is estimated that he would have died tragically under that sword now.

The great family fought all the way, because they all had scruples, and their strength was almost the same, although the fierce battles continued, they only left each other with light or heavy wounds.

And some middle-level families and small families are not so lucky, unlike the Li family Li Weiqing was kicked out of the ring after being humiliated by Wang Xiulie of the Wang family, most of the children of small and medium-sized families, because they had the mentality of gamblers who wanted to be famous, but unfortunately died tragically on the stage of the distribution competition.

Therefore, even Ying Xuan himself has to be extremely careful, especially when encountering an equivalent monster-level mystic master like Lin Yichen, according to Ying Xuan's speculation, Lin Yichen's mystic power level is definitely above the first level of high-level Xuanshi.

As the light dissipated, next to the huge and narrow sword marks, a white figure was standing proudly, it was Lin Yichen who had pierced the shadow and slashed two swords in a row.

At this time, the blue-white thin sword in his hand was still trembling slightly, and it made a slight sword sound, as if even if a huge and narrow sword mark was left on the ground, the remaining strength of the sword had not completely dissipated.

"Huh—"

With a slight wave of the blue-white thin sword in Lin Yichen's hand, the sword body that was still trembling slightly instantly quieted down.

Lin Yichen's other immobile figure, which was originally not far away, also slowly retreated under his only one swing of the thin sword, and finally turned into a light blue light, which instantly merged into the thin sword in his hand.

After Ying Xuan not far away, he felt more and more puzzled, what was Lin Yichen's immobile figure that stayed in place?

It doesn't look like an afterimage of the body, and it doesn't look like a doppelganger of the Xuandui Technique!

After all, if it was really a doppelganger or something like this, why did the doppelganger stand still and not move at all, obviously when he was dodged by Lin Yichen's sword before, the doppelganger had many opportunities to attack him.

Don't?

Looking at the scene at the feet of the figure in the distance, Ying Xuan couldn't help but have a subtle conjecture in his heart.

I wanted to continue thinking about it, but Ying Xuan had to move again to dodge, because Lin Yichen, who hadn't stopped for long, flew towards him again.

Shadow Xuan, who had already mentioned the glaive again, hurriedly tried his best to block when the sword slashed to his right shoulder, and when he blocked Lin Yichen's powerful sword, he quickly borrowed his strength to exchange positions with him.

When he once again held the Glaive blade in front of his chest, the moment the sword collided with the knife, Shadow Xuan's injured right arm suddenly felt a sharp pain, but fortunately he had the self-knowledge to grip the handle of the Glaive with both hands, otherwise he would have knocked the Glaive out of his hand this time.

Obviously, the power of the thin sword that Lin Yichen stabbed out is getting stronger and stronger.

Forcibly blocking the Glaive in front of him, and after receiving the powerful slashing force, Shadow Xuan couldn't help but be shocked by the huge force and flew backwards violently.

Lin Yichen, who was on the spot, saw that Ying Xuan was knocked away by the residual strength of his powerful sword strike, but his expression suddenly changed, and he noticed that something was wrong, because Ying Xuan's figure was flying towards Lin Yichen's other figure that was left in the distance, and did not move at all.

And that speed was obviously accelerated by his own Xuan Li.

Seeing that Ying Xuan was about to approach the figure he had left behind, Lin Yichen's figure flashed, and in an instant, like a shadow, he quickly swept towards the figure that Ying Xuan was approaching.

Seeing Lin Yichen act like this, Ying Xuan became more and more sure of the original conjecture in his heart, and suddenly used his Xuan Power to rush towards the figure that was close at hand.

When he came to the figure, he still didn't move, and Shadow Xuan's expression froze, and he lifted the glaive and stabbed towards the figure's chest with all his might.

At the last moment, the shadow moved under the figure, and in the blink of an eye, it blended into it.

"When—"

With a violent metal collision sound, a strong flow of Xuan force suddenly stirred up between Ying Xuan and Lin Yichen, and quickly swept away in all directions, spreading a huge circle of purple and blue light along the way.

After a short confrontation, Ying Xuan, who knew that he couldn't grind for a long time, seized the opportunity to quickly pull up the chain at the handle of the Glaive, and quickly wrapped around the blue-white thin sword that the Glaive blade was tightly holding against it, and then pulled it hard, and his body was forcibly deflected.

During the movement, he couldn't help but draw a narrow cut in his arm, but Ying Xuan temporarily vacated the glaive, he held the glaive with one hand, and with a sharp turn of the blade, he stabbed towards Lin Yichen's chest.

Seeing this, Lin Yichen's expression changed suddenly, obviously he didn't expect Ying Xuan to be so desperate.

You must know that Ying Xuan only used one hand to hold the chain, and it was also the right hand that had been stabbed by himself before, although the chain in his right hand was tightly wrapped around his thin sword at this time, but it could not be trapped for long.

And at this momentous moment of danger, he turned the glaive blade in a desperate attempt and stabbed directly into his chest, I have to say that he was indeed bold!

Once Ying Xuan misjudged the time and the power of Lin Yichen's sudden explosion, he would definitely die, after all, the blue-white thin sword across his chest had nothing to resist except for the binding of a chain.

If Lin Yichen unexpectedly pulled out the blue-white thin sword in his hand from the chain bundle, even if he couldn't resist Ying Xuan's stabbing knife, he would have had time to give Ying Xuan a desperate sword, at that time Lin Yichen didn't know if he would die or not, but Ying Xuan, who was seriously injured, was sure to die.

"Poof-sss

The sharp blade stabbed through the clothes, and then pierced through the flesh, and the sharp dark blue blade of the glaive directly sank deep into Lin Yichen's chest, until the hilt that Ying Xuan was gripping tightly.

Ying Xuan risked his life to make a desperate bet, and he was lucky to make the right bet!

Bright blood flowed slowly down the wound on Lin Yichen's chest, and under the dim light, it reflected an extremely strange brilliance.

Ying Xuan tilted his head slightly, looked at the blue-white thin sword tightly around his neck, and then looked at Lin Yichen in front of him, at this time his frosty face was facing him, and his cold eyes were also staring at him.

The two of them maintained this posture for a long time before Lin Yichen nodded slightly at Ying Xuan, and the blue-white thin sword that was originally on Ying Xuan's neck in his hand also swayed into the ring between his fingers with a burst of light.

"You won. ”

Lin Yichen held the hand that was still quietly holding the handle of the Glaive knife, and slowly pulled the Glaive out of his chest, and as the Glaive pulled out of his wound, he couldn't help but bring out a large piece of blood, but Lin Yichen's complexion did not change at all, as if bleeding was normal for him like breathing.

Ying Xuan was full of consternation, although his desperate gamble succeeded, but Lin Yichen's sword was obviously at his neck, as long as his hand moved slightly, the thin sword that was tightly attached to his neck could cut off his head in an instant, but he didn't do it, why?

Seeing that Ying Xuan didn't have the slightest expression of rebirth from the dead, Lin Yichen couldn't help but say coldly: "Remember, if you are firmly cared for by some important people, you must pay attention to your own life. ”

"Unless it's for them... Not even the slightest thought of death can be had. ”

"People who die easily will never understand the pain of living but worrying about others. ”

Sighing slightly, leaving a meaningful sentence in his tone inexplicably, Lin Yichen turned around and left slowly.

"Congratulations to the Night Shadow Contestant, who finally defeated the Seat Keeper in the Championship Match!"

"Won the chief position in this Maison's Ranked Battle!"

"Congratulations also to the Night Family for winning the crown of this Maison's ranking battle!"

With the belated broadcast sound of the announcer that resounded throughout the square, the thousands of viewers who were also stunned also woke up from the shock and cheered enthusiastically.

Ying Xuan in the ring looked at Lin Yichen's disappearing figure in the distant battle, and then looked at the glaive blade that was still stained with bright red blood in his hand, and couldn't help but smile inexplicably, but there was no joy of victory at all.

Thousands of spectators stared at the purple-clothed young man standing quietly in the ring, he will definitely be the rising star of the younger generation of the Canglan Empire, and his brilliant glory will be like Lin Qianyu, illuminating the path of the same generation.

Of course, the premise is that he can continue to grow.

PS: A more offering, I hope you can support more, collect and recommend it, leave a valuable evaluation, after all, it is a new author, there will inevitably be a lot of deficiencies in the book, I hope to point out, I will try to correct it, grateful.

PS: It's time for Volume 1 to end.

[To be completed... To be continued ......]

Volume 2: The wandering of the confused road