"Don't think too much, concentrate a little."

Syllable!

Lin Fan's stick struck on his sword.

As soon as Shao Jiayan came back to his senses, he immediately raised his sword and started fighting.

Syllable!

Syllable!

Syllable!

From time to time, there was the sound of wooden sticks and weapons clashing in the courtyard.

Sheng Xingze slowly walked to the balcony on the second floor, the headphones hung crookedly around his neck, his hands supporting the railing, his eyes firmly locked on her.

Watching her fight is always a pleasure.

But he prefers her to sleep quietly in his arms late at night, no matter how he has bullied her, she still shrinks into his arms with teary eyes when she sleeps.

Thinking of the sweetness of getting along, he walked back and wrote a few more paragraphs on the score.

The next day

World Martial Arts Championship Championship Fight

Even in the company, there are a bunch of people watching the TV.

Yesterday I taught Shao Jiayan some skills, and Lin Fan couldn't wait to see the results of practice and turned on the TV in the lounge.

After a while, a person came in, and she looked back, it was Sheng Xingze, and she was much more relieved.

After a while, Gu Jie also came in, and gradually, many people came in after drinking water.

On TV, Gong Lingyu lost to Fu Fei and won the fourth place, Fu Fei was third, and Shao Jiayan and Quan Yin competed for the championship.

Shao Jiayan used a sword, and Quan Yinyou could also choose a weapon, but he took the initiative to give up.

On the high arena, there is no cover on all sides, the area is empty, and two people stand on it, like two chess pieces arranged by someone.

After the referee shouted to start, Quan Yinyou was still motionless, and Shao Jiayan knew that he was using static braking moves, so he did not advance but retreated.

Hmmm-

The snow-white long sword was unsheathed, the hilt was against the palm of the hand, and the silver sword body drew a snow-white circle.

His robe fluttered, and the gust of wind seemed to sweep over Izumi's side, causing his hem to shake slightly.

Izumi glanced at him, seeming a little surprised.

"He's really good at close combat." Lin Fan whispered that after pulling the distance, his judgment would not be too accurate.

After all, he was still young, only fifteen years old to comprehend the realm of God, and he needed more time to sharpen himself.

At this time, Shao Jiayan kicked the sword and jumped up, and directly entered the most far-reaching move of the Taiyi Sky Breaking Sword: Breaking Mountains and Rivers!

The arena was a cold stone surface, cleaned cleanly, and there were faint traces of blood seeping into the cracks in the stones, and there was no way to make it clear.

As soon as the mountains and rivers broke out, the sword qi was mighty, scurrying in the shadow of the waving sword.

Ordinary people can't see the existence of sword qi, they only feel that his sword is fast and sharp, and he dances out of an afterimage.

Izumi looked at him, his eyes rolling with his sword.

Suddenly, he swung out a move, and the thunderous sword qi rushed towards him.

Unseen...... The sword qi is invisible.

Izumi took two steps back, this was the first time he had stepped back since he participated in the martial arts competition!

There was a 'wow' from the audience.

Lin Fan's lounge was also 'wow', and everyone clenched their fists nervously.

"This Shao Jiayan is Yan Yi, the heir of the Tianyi League, and there are really two brushes!" Gu Jie was so nervous that he rubbed his hands.

Lin Fan watched the sword qi pressing towards Quan Yinyou, and she was really nervous at first, but then she suddenly let out a 'chuckle' in her heart.

"Nope."

I saw that after Izumi Yinyou took two steps back, he suddenly closed his eyes, his body was on one side, and he was shortened downward, and his soft hem was rolled up, like ink smudging out.

The hair on the side of his forehead shook, but it perfectly avoided the sword qi.

Shao Jiayan stopped in place, his eyes full of shock.