It took a long time for everyone in the audience to come back to their senses and suddenly burst into a deafening cry.

There is no doubt that this battle was a great one.

From the very beginning of the battle, Lin Ze and Wang Xian's spiritual skills were endless, and the means were frequent, which dazzled everyone and exclaimed again and again, until the end, when the two of them used ten thousand blades to fight, their hearts were really tight.

Seeing the end of the battle, everyone was amazed and admired for a while.

Wang Xian is a man of the year in the academy, he has been promoted to a third-order spiritual sorcerer half a year ago, and his strength is strong, but he is still defeated by Lin Ze, a dark horse, this result can be said to be unexpected.

At the beginning of the academy competition, who would have thought that Lin Ze would go all the way and defeat Wang Xian to reach the semifinals?

Before the start of the big competition, whoever dared to say this would inevitably be ridiculed and confused, but after round of competition, everyone was now full of amazement and awe in their hearts.

After the referee announced Lin Ze's victory, he couldn't help but glance at him and muttered in his heart.

Others didn't know, but as the party who resisted, he clearly felt that the power of Lin Ze's last blow had reached the fourth level, if it weren't for the fact that he was a fifth-order spiritual magician, he really didn't have the confidence to block it in time and protect Wang Xian unharmed.

"What a demonic talent!" he sighed secretly.

Lin Ze didn't know what the referee was thinking, glanced at Wang Xian, who was still in a state of distraction, and turned around and walked out of the ring.

Before he returned to his seat, he saw Chen Muzhen not far away and couldn't help but wave at him again and again, looking even happier than him, the winner.

The Group A competition ended, and the other three groups also decided the winners, and the results were as expected, Cheng Yue, Qu Jianwen and Cui Jianping came out one after another, and entered the semi-finals together with Lin Ze.

After six rounds of competition, the time was approaching dusk, and the semi-finals could only be held tomorrow, Lin Ze didn't stay long, and immediately turned around and left with Chen Muzhen, and walked away under the gaze of everyone.

"Lin Ze. ”

Halfway through, Chen Muzhen's excitement calmed down slightly, and he blurted out and asked, "I wanted to ask from just now, what is the knife you are carrying on your waist for?"

Swords are usually worn only by ordinary soldiers, and are not used by psychics at all, so she wonders why Lin Ze carries a knife from beginning to end in the competition.

Lin Ze thought for a moment and said with a smile: "This is my talisman." ”

"Talisman?" Chen Muzhen was slightly surprised, it was really unprecedented, but Lin Ze was a genius, maybe the idea of a genius was different from ordinary people.

Chen Muzhen didn't dwell on this matter anymore, quickly skipped it, and turned to talk excitedly about the game just now.

Just as the two of them were about to walk out of the door, a voice suddenly came from behind them.

"Your Highness, please stay!"

Lin Ze paused, turned around and looked, but it was Cheng Yue who caught up.

He walked quickly to Lin Ze's side, bowed and said, "Your Highness, is it convenient to talk?"

While speaking, Cheng Yue glanced at Chen Muzhen on the side.

The girl immediately understood, waved to Lin Ze and said, "Then I'll leave first, see you tomorrow." ”

"See you tomorrow. ”

Seeing Chen Muzhen walk away, Lin Zecai looked back at Cheng Yue and said lightly: "Is there something wrong?"

Cheng Yue smiled slightly and said, "First of all, congratulations to His Highness on his promotion to the ......."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Lin Ze.

"Polite words are exempt, if you have anything to say, just say it. ”

was interrupted, Cheng Yue didn't care, sighed a few times, and asked in a condensed voice: "Your Highness's performance today is really shocking, and your strength in spiritual art is obvious to all, but I am very puzzled, is Your Highness really a spiritual technique that he only cultivated after entering the Spiritual Art True Yang Academy?"

In less than four months, he had mastered at least five high-level spiritual arts, and he had also created multiple compound spiritual arts, which was simply terrifying, and he really couldn't believe it.

"Haven't you known whether I have cultivated spiritual arts before?" Lin Ze glanced at Cheng Yue lightly.

He didn't believe that His Royal Highness, that is, his cheap brother of his status, did not send someone to monitor his every move, and Cheng Yue obviously belonged to His Highness's side, and it was not difficult for him to inquire about this kind of information.

I think the same is true for the eldest princess.

Hearing this, Cheng Yue's expression couldn't help but stagnate, indeed, His Highness had been secretly paying attention to Lin Ze's actions, the latter had indeed not formally cultivated spiritual arts before entering the Spiritual Art True Yang Academy, at most he exercised his spiritual power from time to time.

It's just that he didn't believe from the bottom of his heart that Lin Ze really had cultivated to this point in less than four months, which was undoubtedly a heavy blow to him, who had always claimed to be a genius.

After being stunned for a few seconds, Cheng Yue came back to his senses, quickly gathered his distracting thoughts, settled down and continued to ask: "Then why does Your Highness want to participate in the academy competition, is it for the position of the commander of the city guard?"

"That's right. Lin Ze admitted frankly.

"Why?" Cheng Yue's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said in a deep voice, "Your Highness has always been at ease, so unhappy, why do you suddenly want to join the army?

These words seemed to be an admonition, but they were actually warnings, Lin Ze couldn't hear it, shook his head and said: "Put away your set, I joined the army just to kill the Jiao clan, and I am not interested in or want to get involved in the struggle between you, you can directly bring this sentence to the one behind you." ”

Cheng Yue obviously didn't expect Lin Ze to be so straightforward, he was stunned when he heard the words, and then he reacted, and before he could say something, Lin Ze had already turned around and left.

Looking at the back of him leaving, Cheng Yue's brows furrowed tightly, and his eyes flickered.

Early the next morning, Lin Ze arrived at the square on time, and as soon as he stepped inside, he unexpectedly received a large number of attention, doubts, scrutiny, shock, awe and so on.

After yesterday's game, Lin Ze defeated Wang Xian and advanced to the top four quickly spread throughout the academy, but everyone who knew it was shocked.

His Second Highness, who has always been addicted to pleasure, has such a demonic talent?

It only took four months to be promoted to a third-order spiritual master?

This kind of strength increase speed is too terrifying, isn't it?

In just one day, Lin Ze's reputation in the academy has risen to a higher level, and he has gained a lot of awe from the heart all the way from the door, instead of just staying on the surface of the respect.

In the face of many eyes, Lin Ze's face was still indifferent, and he came to sit down beside Chen Muzhen.

Chen Muzhen had already arrived for a while, and as soon as Lin Ze sat down, she leaned over and said in a low voice: "Lin Ze, the game arrangement has come out, your opponent is Cheng Yue." ”

Lin Ze raised his eyebrows slightly, but he didn't react much.

Cheng Yue's strength is faintly ranked first among the four third-order students who participated, if nothing else, he will definitely be able to go to the end, Lin Ze is bound to fight him in the end, and now he is just one step ahead.

His face was calm, but Chen Muzhen couldn't hide his worry on his face, after all, the opponent was that Cheng Yue, and the reason why the traditional faction was overpowering the reform faction everywhere in the academy was largely because of Cheng Yue's strong strength.

As time passed, more and more people gathered in the square, and after the three abbots and a group of nobles and royal court officials took their seats, the competition finally began.

In the first round, Cui Jianping and Qu Jianwen played.

The battle was fought decently and ended quickly, and after Cui Jianping clearly gained the upper hand, Qu Jianwen decisively conceded defeat.

Everyone is not surprised, the two belong to the reformist faction and have a very good relationship, so there is really no need to fight to the death, so that the opponent in the future can take advantage.

The next to play were Lin Ze and Cheng Yue.

Seeing the two slowly stepping into the ring, all the students in the audience were in high spirits, looking up with anticipation and excitement.

One of the two is the most powerful contender for the position of chief, and the other is a dark horse who was born out of thin air, both of them are very powerful, and they must be very interesting to fight when they meet.

After standing still in the ring, Lin Ze looked up and found that Cheng Yue happened to look over as well, and the other party's eyes were deep, which seemed to contain some special meaning.

"Are you ready?"

The referee not far away routinely asked, and when he saw the two of them bowing their heads at the same time, he immediately said in a loud voice:

"Game on!"

To everyone's surprise, unlike the previous game, when the two sides of the duel raced against time to perform spiritual skills, the referee's voice fell, and Lin Ze and Cheng Yue actually stood in place for a long time, first glanced at each other, and then slowly began to release spiritual skills.

In the void on both sides of the ring, large ripples suddenly appeared.

The two of them unexpectedly started with the Ten Thousand Blades Spiritual Technique.

Lin Ze's face stood calmly in place, his face was dyed with a layer of golden red under the reflection of the firelight, and the twelve blades burning with golden red flames on his side quickly pierced out from the ripples in the air, and the sharp tips of the blades were aimed at Cheng Yue.

On the other side, a large number of weapons also poured out from both sides of Cheng Yue, and a rough count of at least forty weapons.

The ring was instantly filled with a chilling sword and soldier aura.

In the next moment, the two of them waved their hands at the same time, and the blades on their sides shot out in unison, attacking each other like arrows off the string.

Countless blades collided and clashed in midair.

The crisp sound of gold and iron suddenly exploded, endlessly, and everyone in the audience only felt a burst of light flashing in front of them, and the cold metallic luster and the blazing golden red light were intertwined and entangled, annihilating and disappearing.

In terms of quantity alone, Cheng Yue's ten thousand blades undoubtedly crushed Lin Ze, but in terms of quality, they were more than inferior, and often three or four blades bombarded one after another before they could die with a flame blade.

When the light faded, everyone looked intently and found that all the blades had dissipated without a trace, and the center of the ring was already a mess, and the ground was covered with dense sword slash marks.

At the same time, a powerful aura of spiritual power spread, and even broke out of the enchantment of the ring and spread to the audience.

The source of the breath came from Cheng Yue.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and in the next moment, someone exclaimed:

"Fourth Order!"