Zhang Xin's second opponent was a young man named Gao Yang, who also used a sword. However www.biquge.info when it comes to swordsmanship, this one is still one level behind Fang Xinzi. He also won neatly and neatly, defeating this man with one slash.

After that, Zhang Xin began to close his eyes again, until about three quarters later, when he heard the referee on the 75th stage call himself. And when he looked up, he saw a young man with big ears and a cold expression, standing solemnly with his hands behind his back. And this person's eyes are also looking at him.

"Sure enough, the psionic energy has been released!"

Zhang Xin took a closer look, and there was a slight condensation in his eyes. He seemed to be cultivating his mind just now, but in fact, he had always remained sober. At this time, although Zhang Xin had not yet become a spirit master, he could still do it with a basic wind hearing device. Every time this 'ink palace' is called to the stage, he deliberately pays attention.

It's a pity that this person's opponent doesn't even have the value to open his eyes. This man came to power twice, once in ten breaths, and solved the opponent, and that time it was a crushing battle situation, and there was no reference value at all. On the other hand, the opponent surrendered voluntarily and did not dare to fight at all.

--If you can release your spiritual energy, you can be regarded as a quasi-spiritual master, and there is indeed a huge difference between your combat power and that of mortals.

"He's the Ink Palace. ”

Wang Feng's eyes were slightly envious, plus the time for the third entrance test, he had been in the inner gate for six years, but he had only become an official first-order spirit master at the age of twenty-one, and now he was only a second-order. And the one in front of him, who is a little more than sixteen years old, has already been able to release spiritual energy, and he is only one step away from becoming a formal spiritual master.

These geniuses from the Huiling class are sometimes really desperate.

"Why don't you give up? Recharge your energy and go to the beater's group, as long as you fight two more battles, you can stay. ”

When Zhang Xin heard this, he laughed again: "The dictionary of my crazy knife has never given up!"

This one directly flicked the sleeves of his robe and went straight to the direction of the ring, and when he reached a distance of ten zhang, he arrived at the high platform in just a few light directions. Then he looked at the square-faced young man opposite with a provocative look: "I am crazy Zhang Xin, and I have come to teach Your Excellency a high move." ”

At this time, not only the corners of the referee's lips twitched slightly, but Wang Feng below couldn't help but sigh, thinking that this person was really addicted to 'crazy knives', how old are they?

But Wang Feng's eyes revealed a bit of solemnity at the same time. This guy knows that the other party has stepped into the threshold of the spirit master, but he is still not afraid.

Could it be that this person's swordsmanship has really reached that point?

"I know you, the last one who just climbed the Spirit Ladder, one of the thirty-seven survivors of Guanglin Mountain. ”

Na Mo Gong's expression was calm, and his eyes were as indifferent as water: "Admit defeat yourself, although your situation is pitiful, I will not show mercy." ”

"Haha! As I said just now, my dictionary of crazy knives has never given up, and there is no such thing as admitting defeat. ”

Zhang Xin slapped the scabbard, the power surged, and suddenly the long knife came out of the sheath and danced again: "The knife in my hand is a sharp weapon in the world, named 'Qiulan', the knife is three feet nine inches long, the net weight is nine catties and seven taels, and it can blow hair and break hair!

A hint of surprise flashed in Mo Gong's eyes, and then he shook his head incomprehensibly: "I really don't know if you are ignorant or arrogant." Well, you must find hardship, and that is up to you. ”

Sixty breaths later, the referee waved his flag. Zhang Xin had already made the first move, slid into his body, and slashed in front of Mo Gong with a knife.

But Namo Palace didn't care at all, and as soon as he raised his hand slightly, a blue light spiritual energy shield appeared in front of him.

Seventy percent of Zhang Xin's strength was slashed with one sword, but the blade was blocked in front of the shield and could not advance an inch!

And the next moment, he flashed to the left without hesitation, and just left the place when he heard a sharp sound of 'snort'. Suddenly, an incomparably sharp and swift blue blade of light flashed, tearing open the void around him, and it did not dissipate until it was fifteen zhang in front of him, and on the ground of this ring, a slash mark about seven zhang long and one foot deep was slashed.

Under this ring, many people have gathered to watch the battle, and at this time, without exception, their eyes are shocked.

"Spirit Wall Shield and Spirit Light Slash? I have already mastered two spiritual arts. ”

"It's worthy of the Ink Palace, looking at the sharpness of this spiritual light slash, I'm afraid that it has reached the level of the peak of the first order, right?"

"This is going to be beheaded, but I'm afraid that I will have to be the first two sections immediately?"

"What else is this fighting? It's better to just admit defeat?"

And just when everyone began to talk about it, the battle situation in the ring was becoming more and more intense. Mo Gong shot seven light blades in a row, causing Zhang Xin to dodge as hard as he could.

However, he seemed to have foreknowledge, whenever the aura of the Ink Palace was released, he could always dodge it one step in advance. Although he was in a mess at this time, his body was unharmed.

Mo Gong gradually realized that something was wrong, and then snorted coldly: "You still admit defeat well." ”

As he spoke, Mo Gong's hands had already pinched a seal. Zhang Xin saw it from his perspective and couldn't help but be taken aback.

It's a psionic chain?

This guy was only able to release spiritual energy three months ago, and he has already mastered three spiritual arts?

Zhang Xin changed his mind in an instant, he originally wanted to continue to delay until the spiritual energy of the Mo Palace was exhausted. But since the other party has mastered the technique of psionic chains, this method obviously won't work.

This one, you can only fight quickly!

With a certain mind, Zhang Xin directly put it into action. After avoiding a spiritual light blade slashed by the Ink Palace, he had already rushed in front of the Ink Palace again.

"Pay attention! Under the knife of the mad knife, there is never an enemy of Shihe! This knife, the autumn wind rises and the white clouds fly!"

Mo Gong is obviously experienced in combat, and is not affected by Zhang Xin's cheers, and is still the same. But when the sword light struck, he was taken aback.

I saw that piece of sword light flashing wildly, and at this moment, Zhang Xin's long knife slashed seven times in a row, and every time the knife fell, it was the weak point and uneven structure of his spiritual wall shield. Then, in just a moment, this 'Spirit Shield' was shattered.

Mo Gong was stunned in disbelief, thinking to himself that this Zhang Xin, could it be that with just one knife, he could see through the reality of the Lingbi Shield?

At this time, Mo Gong was already flawless, his psionic chain was about to be completed, but there was no obstacle in front of him. A thought flashed in Mo Gong's mind, and he decided to continue to complete this technique.

In just an instant, another aura blade condensed in front of him.

Seeing this, Zhang Xin couldn't help but sigh secretly, thinking that this person's talent was too strong, so he had no room to keep his hands at all.

But today, he Zhang Xin, there is really a reason why he must hit the top ten!

Allowed by the momentum of the knife in his hand, Zhang Xin's body flew up, an extremely twisted and strange posture, and he couldn't avoid the spiritual light blade that broke through the air, and then the next moment, it was another horizontal slash!

"This knife, the grass and trees are yellow and the geese return to the south!"

The terrible sword light flashed, and in an instant, Mo Gong's head flew up, and a blood qi also spurted out from its neck.

The moment the two fought, it seemed like lightning, and even the referee watching the game next to him was caught off guard. It wasn't until the ink palace was cut off by Zhang Xin that he reacted, and he hurriedly stepped on it, and his hand was spiritual.

"Little Rejuvenation!"

In the next moment, the head of the Ink Palace was pulled by the spiritual energy and returned to his neck. Then the fatal wound was recovered in an instant, at least on the surface.