Contrary to Feng Zhifan, Lin Wangwu's sword light was as blue as a wash, as if it had removed all the clouds and demonic energy in the sky, and the blue light flowed with a spirituality that attracted people's hearts.

Feng Zhifan's brows furrowed slightly, and when Lin Wang's sword came out, his invincible ancestral demon sword actually trembled slightly, conveying fear to him.

How so? Is that really a sword? But the aura of the sword body is really annoying.

Feng Zhifan didn't want to wait, and rushed towards Lin Wangwu at full speed.

Behind Feng Zhifan's self-confidence, in addition to his sword, of course, there is enough strength to back it up.

Feng Zhifan's swordsmanship is fast, ruthless, and accurate, and he seizes the opportunity with great speed, and can often catch his opponent off guard, especially when dealing with that kind of rookie.

And Lin Wangwu, in his eyes, is a rookie, so he has to scare her with speed and ruthlessness.

Not far from the stage, Lin Xi had already worried about Lin Wangwu several times, looked at Su Xinyue with a detached face beside him, and couldn't help but ask:

"Aren't you going to worry about her? Haven't you always had a good relationship? ”

"At this level? If it were you, I might be worried. Su Xinyue pouted.

"Feng Zhifan's swordsmanship has its own uniqueness. You don't know him, he's not much worse than me. ”

"I think you misunderstood, I said that I was worried about you, not for her."

Where did "......" come from so much confidence?

"Fortunately, Xiaojiu is kind, and I'm not embarrassed to let you go up and embarrass you."

The first person among the young teachers of the "......" Half Demon Academy was said to be so unbearable?

Soon, though, Lin Xi believed.

In the face of Feng Zhifan's speed and ruthlessness, Lin Wangwu didn't mess up at all, just flew out of the sword flutteringly, spinning and flying in front of her, but did not attack.

Did she really think it was a demonstration of swordsmanship to the students? Isn't this really a competition?

Even if it was a swordsmanship like a show, it still blocked all the sharp and demonic energy in Feng Zhifan's sword qi.

In Feng Zhifan's eyes, Lin Wangwu had disappeared, and was replaced by clouds flying in the sky, guarding her firmly.

This must be an illusion.

Feng Zhifan knew that it was an illusion, but he was deeply helpless.

He is not stupid, and at this time he already understands that he has lost in swordsmanship.

But with so many students watching, he can't lose!

Losing the swordsmanship, he still has cultivation.

As a half-demon with the bloodline of the Phantom Demon Clan, Feng Zhifan not only has the agility of a human being, but also has the unique insight of the Phantom Demon Clan.

He can see that Lin Wangwu's cultivation is not weak, but he can also see that Lin Wangwu's cultivation is still worse than him. Moreover, the demonic energy in Lin Wangwu's body is not strong, which means that the power she can call is not strong, which is also an advantage that Feng Zhifan saw in advance.

Since the swordsmanship he was proud of couldn't make any achievements, he could only forcibly break through.

A person who uses a sword, in addition to the control of swordsmanship, must also have a strong judgment ability.

Feng Zhifan was like this, he quickly judged a point, and then attacked it with all his strength.

Soon, as long as you break through this point, you can break through the defense built by Lin Wangwei, and victory will not be too far away.

It's a pity that he was too anxious to see the deep surprise in the eyes of the students in the audience.

In the eyes of the students, they saw a different situation.

Teacher Meng Xiaojiu is like a colorful cloud in the sky, which is really beautiful.

And Teacher Feng Zhifan doesn't seem to be in good condition, can't even capture Teacher Meng's figure?

Originally, the students were not sure if it was Feng Zhifan's own actions that betrayed his condition.

"Bang!" With a loud bang, Feng Zhifan finally broke through the sword formation laid by Lin Wangwei, but his face changed instantly.

The person who should have appeared in front of him did not appear, but he saw many students in plain sight.

Feng Zhifan turned around and looked at the gong gong who had been ruined by him with a pale face.

"Teacher Meng, good means!" Feng Zhifan dared to stay any longer, turned around and left.

He wasn't stupid, but he did such a stupid thing! Fall into someone else's trap.

Lin Wangwei just deliberately left the weakness of the sword formation on the edge of the public ring, Feng Zhifan really fell for it, and then sent himself out of the ring.

The two sides competed, and one person went down, no matter what the reason, it meant that he lost.

Feng Zhifan lost, he lost unclearly, he didn't accept it!

If he is given another chance. He will definitely fight cautiously and will not be so impatient.

Just as Feng Zhifan turned around unwillingly, a burst of heavenly sounds sounded behind him:

"Teacher Feng, do we want to continue?"

Lin Wangwu's words, didn't he just say that Feng Zhifan was in his heart? Although it is an opponent, it is also a natural sound.

"Since Mr. Meng is gracious, Feng is disrespectful."

Feng Zhifan knew that he had lost but didn't admit it, and he accepted Lin Wangwei's invitation to continue to fight with her, which was a bit unreasonable.

But it doesn't matter whether he is rational or not, he lost, he lost in front of so many students, if he didn't win back this face, how could he be willing?

He shouldn't have lost, the last game was a matter of strategy, this one, he will be careful, as soon as he comes up, he will suppress her with cultivation, well, that's it.

"Can we start?"

"Okay."

As soon as Feng Zhifan's words landed, he was mobilizing the demonic energy in his body to inject into the sword body, and found that the opponent had already arrived in front of him.

Didn't she use a sword formation in the last game? Why did you change your tactics so quickly?

Lin Wangwu wanted to defeat Feng Zhifan head-on, so he would invite him to fight again.

Since Feng Zhifan was proud of his speed, Lin Wangwu didn't mind showing his speed in front of him.

Feng Zhifan's face was pale, and he was almost able to rely on the guidance of the demonic energy in his sword to block Lin Wangwu's repeated attacks.

It's a pity that he is now so devoted to blocking the sword that he doesn't notice his image at all. He was only forced to resist, and he was defeated.

In the eyes of the students, Teacher Feng Zhifan is a shield, and Teacher Meng elegantly displays her exquisite swordsmanship in front of this shield.

It wasn't until Feng Zhifan was suppressed to the edge of the public that he reacted to his passivity, roared, and raised the long sword high, unexpectedly attracting the demonic qi of heaven and earth, all of which poured into the sword body. The sky above the entire half-demon courtyard was already pitch black.

At the critical moment when Feng Zhifan thought he was going to succeed, Lin Wangwu, who was quietly waiting for him to finish, suddenly waved the blue long sword in her hand lightly.

The blue sword light was like a bolt of lightning, cutting a crack in the pitch-black demonic qi, and the sunlight also followed the guidance of the sword light, shining down, dispersing these demonic qi that had been gathered with great difficulty.

"You!" Feng Zhifan was devoured by the demonic qi, spit out a mouthful of black blood, and fainted to the ground.

Lin Wangwu shrugged innocently: "I haven't made a move yet." ”

The audience cheered.

Within the demon race, the strong have always been respected. (To be continued.) )