“…… All right. ”

Seeing that Lin Yi looked like I was measured, Zhang Lingyu had no choice but to put away her mobile phone helplessly and put her eyes on the venue again.

"Brother Lin, what do you think of these two people?"

Lin Yi also looked at a man and a woman in the venue.

The man is the Jia Zhengliang that Lin Yi is very concerned about, and the twelve immortal slashing flying knives are full of style.

However, against this woman named Feng Shayan, Jia Zhengliang has been suffering from deflatedness, and by now, he already looks like he has a blue nose and swollen face.

Looking at Feng Shayan's elusive fist, Zhang Lingyu said softly.

"Feng Shayan is a natural alien, with the ability to shuttle her body through space within the visual range, coupled with her self-created hundred-step boxing, she can pass through no matter what kind of obstacles, which is quite restrained Jia Zhengliang."

Jiajia Village in the west has practiced the Rushing Palm and the Imperial Technique for generations, Jia Zhengliang's talent for the Imperial Weapon is amazing, but the talent in the Rushing Palm is very ordinary, and it can be said that he has only cultivated these twelve flying knives in his life.

Once he is close, even an Inhuman who is not as strong as him may be defeated.

Therefore, Feng Shayan's ability to make attacks pass through the flying knife directly in close combat is just enough to restrain Jia Zhengliang, who is not good at melee combat.

But Jia Zhengliang is not without a way to deal with it, he controls the six flying knives to quickly rotate around himself, forming an impermeable knife net, and the remaining six flying knives are constantly chasing Feng Shayan.

Woohoo –

The sharp flying knife slashed through, and the wind and sand swallow could only dodge sideways, and when he couldn't dodge, he used his ability to shuttle through the space and pass the flying knife through the air.

Does this guy think she can't do anything about it?

Feng Shayan looked at Jia Zhengliang in the knife net and narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly made an uppercut in the gap between dodging.

An elusive fist came out of the ground and slammed into Jia Zhengliang's jaw.

"Clever!" Zhang Lingyu's eyes lit up slightly, "The ground is indeed a dead end of the knife net. ”

Jia Zhengliang gritted his teeth and wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, withdrew the two flying knives with a wave of his hand, and flew under his feet.

Why did you go early......

Lin Yi looked at Jia Zhengliang a little speechlessly, and then sighed softly.

"There's nothing to see, this game, Feng Shayan won the ......"

Zhang Lingyu, who had originally watched with relish, was stunned when she heard Lin Yi's words, then frowned slightly and turned her head.

"Why did Brother Lin say that?"

Lin Yi shook his head and said, "Because the art of imperial objects is not an ability suitable for learning, if Jia Zhengliang was serious, Feng Shayan would have died a long time ago, I don't know how many times." ”

"Really?"

A loud voice came from the side, making Zhang Lingyu slightly stunned.

Lin Yi turned his head and looked at the man who was walking towards them.

This is a tall middle-aged man with a solemn temperament, wearing glasses with round lenses on his face with Chinese characters, and his white hair is combed into a neat back that represents a successful person.

"Mr. Wind."

Zhang Lingyu arched his hand slightly.

"Lingyu real people."

Feng Zhenghao nodded at him with a smile, then looked at Lin Yi and said.

"In the next world, I will be proud, and I just heard Lin Zhenren's evaluation of the little girl Feng Shayan, so I want to listen to the real person's opinions, and I hope that the real person will not hesitate to give advice."

…… Am I a real person?

Lin Yi was a little speechless, coughed twice, and said the same way.

"The wind chief doesn't know, this imperial art is not a simple idea manipulation of things, he pays attention to the movement of the weapon at will, such as the body makes the arm, such as the arm makes the finger, so the master can make the weapon reach high speed in a very short time, and can also stagnate in the air in an instant, cultivate to the realm of Jia Zhengliang, and when controlling a single flying knife, he can completely carry out all kinds of rapid changes at will."

"Miss Feng has used the ability to shuttle through the space of her body many times before, in order to avoid Jia Zhengliang's flying knife, but if Jia Zhengliang is willing, he can stop the flying knife when Miss Feng is shuttling through space, or suddenly turn and pierce Miss Feng's body."

As he spoke, Lin Yi shook his head.

"But in that case, Miss Wind could be seriously injured...... Like I said, the art of imperial objects is not an ability suitable for competition, and since Jia Zhengliang does not intend to kill the other party, he can only restrain himself. ”

Zhang Lingyu's face was thoughtful, and Feng Zhenghao was also shocked, and then he fell a little silent.

As Feng Shayan's father, he naturally knew what kind of damage Lin Yi said would cause to his daughter.

The Wind Sand Swallow's spatial shuttle ability is already limited, and if its body overlaps with other objects at the end of the shuttle, it will receive irreparable damage.

After listening to Lin Yi's explanation, Feng Zhenghao looked at the venue again and suddenly found that something was wrong.

Jia Zhengliang controlled the six knives to form an almost airtight knife net, and the six knives in the knife net were extremely flexible in turning, but the flying knives attacking Feng Shayan almost only had two actions: chasing and returning.

Just like what Lin Yi said, Jia Zhengliang was using the imperial object as a mental manipulation, and he put shackles on himself.

Seeing this, Feng Zhenghao couldn't help frowning tightly.

“……”

Lin Yi glanced at him, then turned his head and said to Zhang Lingyu.

"The result of this game is basically decided, I'm going to watch other games, what about you?"

Zhang Lingyu hesitated, but still couldn't say anything in front of Feng Zhenghao to look at his daughter's weakness.

So he nodded: "Let's go together." ”

"Wait!"

Before the two were about to leave, Feng Zhenghao suddenly spoke again.

Lin Yi stopped.

"What's the matter with President Wind?"

"Lin Zhenren."

Feng Zhenghao turned around and asked with a serious expression.

"I wonder if your opponent used the Soul Commander in that match?"

"Detention Commander?"

Although Lin Yi already knew what this was, he still pretended to be surprised.

“…… That's it. ”

Feng Zhenghao sighed softly, and with a wave of his hand, black smoke diffused from his palm.

Looking at the black ball in Feng Zhenghao's hand, which had changed from black qi, Lin Yi frowned, and then nodded slightly.

"yes, it's supposed to be the same thing."

"That's fine."

After getting Lin Yi's affirmation, Feng Zhenghao nodded, removed the black qi in his hand, and then took out a business card from his arms and handed it to Lin Yi.

"Thank you Lin Zhenren, Feng Zhenghao is grateful, if after the conference, you can contact the Tianxia Association at any time if you want to go down the mountain, I will definitely sweep the bed."

Lin Yi smiled slightly and reached out to take the business card.

"I remember."

After watching the two leave, Feng Zhenghao turned his head and looked at the venue again.

Wang Jia......

Behind the lenses, a dangerous glint flashed in Feng Zhenghao's solemn eyes.

……

……

Just after leaving the venue, Zhang Lingyu suddenly said loudly.

"Brother Lin, what was wrong just now?"

Lin Yi glanced at him: "Naturally, it's a big mistake." ”

"Why?"

Seeing the confusion on Zhang Lingyu's face, Lin Yi knew that he should not know about the spirit of detention, and he was suddenly a little speechless.

"I thought my news was closed enough, but I didn't expect you to be more closed than me!"

"Aside from my opponent, I haven't been paying much attention to other news lately."

Zhang Lingyu smiled awkwardly.

Lin Yi said: "The spirit will be sent to ...... It is the family heirloom of the Feng family. ”

"Family heirlooms?"

Zhang Lingyu's face was stunned, and then he frowned.

"Why is the Wang family ......?"

"That's what's wrong."

Lin Yi interrupted Zhang Lingyu's words.

"You don't want to get involved in this kind of thing, let's go, go and see Brother Zhuge and Dao Chang."