Everyone is welcome to visit us, please remember the address of this site: ,, so that you can read the latest chapters of "Sword Cry Magic Song" at any time...

"Lin Mo, compared to the last time, you have made a lot of progress. NET.Δ"

Luo Binbin turned around with a smile, and when he glanced down, he saw that the wisp that belonged to her fell to the ground.

"No, I haven't grown enough. But at least when it comes to you, I can do my best. And it's only you, I can't lose, and I won't lose! ”

With a coquettish shout, Lin Mo attacked again, wielding the twin swords dragging the two arcs of changing silver rainbows, like a pair of bright streamers dancing in the air, under the brilliance of the tricks, the intertwined forest is fierce but represents the deep cold.

"Winning or losing, it will soon be decided."

Snorting and laughing, Luo Binbin attacked head-on, two guns and a phantom swayed, at first glance, it seemed that dozens of sharp spears were protruding at the same time, only one person, but in terms of offensive power, he faintly had the courage of a small team phalanx.

Ding——

Ping! Ping! Ping!

The cold light flew and changed, the shadows moved, the cold weapons collided and splashed with scorching fire, and the fleeting bloom fluttered through the void, reflecting the two figures who would not give up.

Fast, ruthless, swift as lightning, straight to the point.

The weapons of the two women are different, the martial arts are different, but the essentials of the tricks are almost the same, abandoning the defense, the purest offensive, relying on the degree of attack, whoever reveals even a small flaw first, will be declared a complete defeat.

"It's so fast, I'm about to be dazzled!"

It wasn't until this moment that Xiao Ao suddenly woke up to what kind of contempt he had for the shy girl Lin Mo just now. With such strength, if he is on top, he does not dare to say that he is completely sure to win.

Beside him, Twilight Yinyin said in contemplation: "Brother Zhao once told me that whether it is Lin Mo's Shadow Electric Sword or Luo Binbin's tricky execution, they are both rushing tactics to pursue the limit, and once they can't get used to them at the first time, there is a fatal danger. If these two martial arts are against each other, they will stimulate each other's users to reach their own limits, no matter how the tricks are changed and the actual combat. At the latest, the seventh move, you must know the winner or loser. ”

"Seven moves? If you count the trick you just greeted, the next move is the sixth move. ”

Chang Xuanxuan screamed, he had never heard Chi Feng say the same explanation.

Bell –

On the stone platform, the sound of humming and colliding echoed throughout the arena, the tip of the sword collided with the tip of the gun, and the two women snorted at each other, and their strength slashed through the cold blade.

The next moment, Lin Mo and Luo Binbin's arms trembled at the same time, and the two blades shook together, turned and flew up, picking up in the air.

The two women were both startled, looked at each other, and did not think about catching the blade that had escaped, but the two of them twisted their left hands together, and the remaining other spear and sword roared out, and they did not give an inch to each other.

The seventh trick!

At the same moment, he almost sensed the unusual chill in the surging energy, and Ning Yue, who was sleeping, trembled, and quietly opened his eyes, and in his blurred vision, he only saw two flashes of shining cold light intertwined and dancing.

Bite!

As fast as lightning, the changing phantom suddenly overlapped on the short spear, Luo Binbin stepped shortly, and the short spear that was picked up hit Lin Mo's sword grid where only the left sword was left, and he flicked it.

The short sword flew out of his hand, and Lin Mo lost his second sword, and there was no blade again. However, she didn't seem to be surprised, she didn't retreat, she leaned forward and hit her right shoulder right in the middle of her chest.

Boom!

The bodies of the two women trembled at the same time, Luo Binbin staggered a few steps back, failed to step on the last step, and fell down. But it was only for a moment, her right palm slammed on the ground, flipped and rose again with the help of force, and when she fell, she half-squatted and was short, and her left hand handed out a short spear to stab Lin Mo who was pursuing.

Snort –

The crisp cutting sound sounded in the field, Lin Mo did not dodge, he actually held the stabbing short spear with his bare hands, and failed to completely avoid the sharp blade, the palm of his small hand was cut in response, and the blood slowly slipped down the barrel of the gun.

But at the same moment, the index finger and middle finger of her left hand stabbed out, and the fingertips pressed against Luo Binbin's throat.

At this moment, the two women stopped at the same time and froze on the spot.

The seventh trick, as far as possible.

Feeling the tingling sensation in her throat, Luo Binbin's willow eyebrows furrowed, the other party did not use a sword, but she also understood that if this was not the academy's arena, but a life-and-death contest, her throat might have been pierced.

"Your sword is a decoy, and the real killing move is not in the sword at all?"

"In terms of martial arts alone, my proficiency in swordsmanship is not as good as your marksmanship, and if you want to win, you can't just rely on the blade. Fortunately, you don't realize this, and stubbornly want to be better off in the two martial arts. ”

Lin Mo smiled smugly and put down his hands at the same time.

Luo Binbin shook his head and snorted, lowered the short gun in his hand, and turned to leave. Her back is somewhat lonely.

"Two wins in three games, and the final outcome will be known!"

The referee scolded, stretched out his hand and pointed to the position of Lin Mo and the rest of the players in the rear, announcing the arrival of victory.

The third round of the tryouts, win!

When Lin Mo staggered and jumped off the stone platform, Twilight Yin rushed over in a hurry and handed out a white handkerchief to help her wrap her injured right hand. Fortunately, the wound was not too deep and did not hurt the bones.

At the same time, Xiao Ao looked at Lin Mo, bowed his head and said, "I apologize for the contempt before, you are very strong." If I have the chance, I'd like to take on you when all the matches are over. ”

"Ahhh Fight with you, can you forget it? ”

Suddenly, Lin Moxiao's face turned red and hurriedly avoided the other party's gaze. It seems that she has returned to her previous shy and timid appearance.

Suddenly, several members of the team did not smile.

"It seems that this team is much stronger than I thought. Very good. ”

Ning Yue smiled secretly, and got up with one hand against the wall, and at this moment, he saw that Ji Qianyou, who was also sitting against the wall, was not far from him.

Met his gaze, Ji Qianyou shrugged and smiled: "You slept quite comfortably, right?" You're so comfortable, and it's not easy for us to win after sleeping like this. ”

"Well, I'll play the next game. It's really fast, we're halfway through the tryouts. The cutting-edge big competition is getting closer and closer. ”

……

At night, Fang Huanlan, who returned, was not surprised by everyone's victory today, as if in her opinion, it was really a matter of course. The evening celebration banquet was inevitable, but everyone did not dare to enjoy it.

After all, the schedule after that gets shorter and shorter. The next one, the day after tomorrow.

And tonight, the results of the draw are also out, and as everyone thinks, with each round, the enemy is more tricky.

After the meal, Ning Yue carried a cup of tea and blew the cold night breeze on the rooftop, which made him more sober than in the somewhat stuffy house.

"I'm a little curious about what you've been doing these two nights."

Suddenly, Fang Huanlan also arrived with a cup of tea and sat down beside him.

"There's some kind of special training going on, and someone is going to test my results tomorrow night. However, little progress has been made so far. Ning Yue smiled bitterly, and for two consecutive nights, it ended in failure. He even laughed at himself in his heart, if he continued like this, he might not be able to grasp the essentials even if he became bald.

Fang Huanlan was puzzled: "Special training? Could it be that Marshal West opened a small stove for you, right? ”

"If it were him, it would be fine, I wouldn't have to beat around the bush like that, just let me guess by myself after a demonstration, and I wouldn't say a word, I could only think about it myself and try it over and over again."

Ning Yue shrugged his shoulders, that night he was pointed at by the tip of Nalan Fu's Yan Sword, and it was absolutely impossible for him to have the heart to pay attention to what wonderful details were contained in the small movements in the other party's hands. However, I am afraid that such a small action will be demonstrated to him in person, and it may not be possible to understand it clearly after just one time.

"I don't think the other party is deliberately making things difficult for you, if you want to retreat from the difficulty. It's because that person wants you to be able to understand it directly, and some things are actually as thin as a layer of window paper, which can be broken at a point. However, many people wonder where to start. ”

Fang Huanlan took a sip of tea, smiled lightly, and then got up.

"There are thousands of martial arts in the world, and the changes are unpredictable. At the end of the day, however, there is something to be done with each other. Since it is difficult to practice new tricks successfully, if you think back to the martial arts you have learned in the past, there may be a similar reason for change. It is not confined to the blade, nor is it confined to the level of martial arts. ”

"The martial arts you knew in the past? It is not confined to the blade, nor is it confined to the level of martial arts...... In this way, I really wrapped myself in, and since it was a sword move, all I thought about was the sword moves I had learned so far. If you take into account all the other body techniques and fist and foot martial arts, wait a minute, I seem to understand! ”

Ping!

The teacup in his hand fell and shattered, Ning Yue couldn't care about this, got up excitedly, wrapped his arms, and hugged Fang Huanlan hard.

"Sure enough, it's the same as you said, the window paper is as thin as a little bit, and it will be broken at a point!"

"Hey, what are you doing!"

Fang Huanlan's cheeks turned red, and her arms shook with all their might.

Boom!

Caught off guard, Ning Yue's body retreated, and he never stepped on it steadily for several consecutive steps, and finally retreated to the edge of the eaves, and then fell back, and the whole person fell suddenly.

"Be careful!"

Fang Huanlan hurriedly drank, jumped and stepped on, grabbed it like lightning, grabbed Ning Yue's wrist and pulled it back, squandering all the strength she could exert.

The huge strength struck, Ning Yue himself was suspended in the air and had nowhere to support it, and when he was pulled like this, his natural body was sent up again, and he stepped on the eaves again in a hurry, barely steady. However, he didn't expect Fang Huanlan to have no end in his strength, and he was shocked to pull again, and in surprise, he leaned forward again, and the whole person crashed into the other party's arms, pressing her down together.

Boom!

When the dull sound sounded, Lin Mo pushed open the door of the rooftop with a small plate of refreshments, and beckoned: "Ning Yue, Sister Lan, do you want to eat some snacks and make tea......

In the next moment, she was stunned in place, and soon, her petite body began to tremble slightly, and she hurriedly closed her eyes and shouted, "I didn't see anything!" ”

Immediately, Lin Mo turned around and fled in a hurry, forgetting to close the door.

Lying on the ground, Ning Yue was dumbfounded, and said subconsciously: "Like, she misunderstood something?" ”

Fang Huanlan, who was pressed under him, was full of anger and shouted, "That's not up yet!" ”

Boom!

A punch rose fiercely, and Ning Yue rose into the air in response to the sound and fell heavily to the side.

……

Late at night, in a silent room.

Ning Yue, who was slightly swollen on the side of his chin, held the long sword obliquely, looked at the wisp of head slowly falling in midair, and smiled.

On the table below where the head fell, the sword was scarred. However, only directly below it, the desktop is unharmed.

"Nalan Fuyan, it seems that you have to take this bet of ours!"