Chapter 57: The Second Realm of Flying Knives

Because the battle between Ye Xian and Yuena was over, everyone turned their attention to the battlefield of Sun Sanzang and Lie Wushuang.

After Lie Wushuang threw away the wooden knife in his hand, he replaced the knife with his palm, but he became even more domineering, as if he had gotten rid of the shackles.

Sun Sanzang is a wooden stick that is shocking, majestic and unstoppable.

Under the wide-eyed gaze of countless people, the astonishing blow of the two finally came to an end.

"Click!"

Sun Sanzang's stick broke.

Everyone thought that Sun Sanzang had lost this battle.

But then there was another "click".

This time, only a few people could see that it was Lie Wushuang's broken hand bones.

Sun Sanzang said lightly: "You are defeated!" ”

Lie Wushuang's eyes were blank, and he looked at his hands in a daze, full of disbelief.

He is fierce, how can he be defeated?

Even lost in the semi-finals instead of the final!

This...... How can it be?

But, defeat is defeat, no matter how unbelievable it is, Lie Wushuang knows that he has lost.

Go down in flames!

Under the gaze of everyone, he silently walked out of the ring, he was not entangled in anything. Although he only had a broken hand and another hand to use, he knew very well that he had lost.

It's shameful enough to lose.

If you can't afford to lose, you're embarrassed and thrown home, and he can't afford to lose it!

Sun Sanzang's eyes scanned the audience, and finally stopped at Ye Xian's body.

Looking at Ye Xian, this Sun Sanzang, who has always been silent and steady. There was a sudden battle intent in his eyes.

A fiery fighting spirit.

He's silent, he's calm, he's low-key. It's just because he feels that no one deserves his attention, let alone his existence.

Now, Ye Xian ignited the fighting spirit in his heart!

"Ye Xian, let's start, the decisive battle, I don't want to wait any longer." Sun Sanzang did not leave the ring, but spoke directly.

Ye Xian looked at Sun Sanzang. There was a glint in his eyes.

This Sun Sanzang is the only existence that makes him feel pressure, even Lie Wushuang. Ye Xian didn't care at all.

What can make Ye Xian have a fighting spirit means that the opponent's combat power has definitely reached the innate level!

Lie Wushuang is very strong, there is no doubt about it, even if he only has the ninth level of Qi cultivation. It can also defeat the 10th layer of Qi training. It's amazing.

can practice qi ten layers, it is still qi training, there is no way to compare with the innate qi!

Ye Xian's combat power has reached the innate realm, and there is no need to prove anything.

Sun Sanzang, who appears in front of him now, the existence that ranks first in the country in the college entrance examination, also has an innate confidant, this is Ye Xian's intuition, or his perception is a little more reliable.

"As you wish!" Ye Xian stepped into the ring.

The crowd was in an uproar. No one thought that even the vice principal of the Martial Saint Academy, Liu Dongming. They never thought that the decisive battle would be the two student teachers of their Martial Saint Academy.

How many years has this not been the case?

I can't remember!

He only remembered that the Martial Saint Academy had been faintly suppressed by the God of War Academy and the Fire God Academy over the years, and it was not easy for a student to rush to the finals, let alone win the championship.

As for the finals of the two student councils, this is simply a luxury that he has never thought of!

"Xiangming, tell me, it's not a dream, right?" Liu Dongming said stunned.

Lin Xiangming said: "It's not a dream! ”

When she spoke, Lin Xiangming also looked at Ye Xian and Sun Sanzang with beautiful eyes, especially when she looked at Ye Xian, her eyes were full of special light.

Even Liu Dongming, the vice principal of the Martial Saint Academy, reacted like this, not to mention the reactions of the God of War Academy and the Fire God Academy, it was simply ...... Indescribable!

In the ring, Ye Xian and Sun Sanzang were facing each other, without any momentum and competition, just staring at each other silently.

To be able to come to this step of the decisive battle, both of them are students of the Martial Saint Academy, and their honors are already the same. What they need now is a fight, a real battle.

Sun Sanzang looked at Ye Xian and said, "In the entire exchange battle, you were the only one who made me look sideways, because you alone made me feel unfathomable. ”

Ye Xian said: "Feeling is feeling after all, what you need is a battle!" ”

Sun Sanzang said: "You are right, you need to fight." ”

Ye Xian said: "So, there is no need to say more, let's fight." ”

Sun Sanzang said: "Let's fight!" ”

Many times, words are superfluous, and what is really needed is only a war, and there is only a war. No amount of words is just a waste of saliva.

Sun Sanzang is not a person who likes to talk a lot, and Ye Xian is not a person who is good at talking, so the two of them don't talk much.

No words are needed!

The wooden stick in Sun Sanzang's hand danced and smashed it down.

His body flickered, as if turning into a gust of wind, and quickly blew in the direction of Ye Xian.

No matter what kind of weapon it is, it is inseparable from three words to fight.

Fast! Permit! Vicious!

Sun Sanzang's stick method is fast enough, ruthless enough, and accurate enough.

It's a pity that he met Ye Xian.

Ye Xian's flying knife.

Faster!

At the moment when Sun Sanzang made a move, Ye Xian's flying knife also came out of his hand.

When Sun Sanzang's wooden stick was still seven inches away from Ye Xian's forehead, Ye Xian's flying knife was already pierced on Sun Sanzang's shoulder.

Ye Xian didn't shoot Sun Sanzang's eyebrows, nor did he shoot Sun Sanzang's throat, because he knew that even if it was a wooden knife, once it hit these two positions, Sun Sanzang would still die.

Sun Sanzang's wooden stick stopped when he was still an inch away from Ye Xian.

His stick was shaking, and his arm was shaking even more, not because of the fluctuation of his mood, but because of the throwing knife stuck in his shoulder.

Sun Sanzang is also a human being, and anyone with a flying knife stuck in his shoulder will hurt!

"I'm defeated!" Sun Sanzang threw the wooden stick in his hand, then pulled it out through the flying knife on his shoulder, and walked down the ring.

This is the decisive battle, to put it mildly, the winner has been divided in an instant, and even ninety percent of people don't understand what the hell is going on?

Ye Xian still only made one sword, and just this knife has already defeated the unfathomable Sun Sanzang. Maybe it doesn't seem that the gap between the two is big, but defeat is defeat, and the end of the world is just a stone's throw away!

The new exchange battle of the solar system has completely achieved Ye Xian's prestige, and in countless seriousness, there are only four words to describe Ye Xian, that is, unfathomable.

Because they almost didn't see how Ye Xian's flying knife won, it was just an understatement, and with a flash of light, the flying knife was already inserted into the opponent's body, which was like a god.

In the area where the Martial Saint Academy is located, Liu Dongming said to Lin Xiangming: "Xiangming, what do you think of this Ye Xian's flying knife?" ”

Lin Xiangming said: "Ye Xian's flying knife has obviously reached the second realm of the flying knife, and even has a deep attainment in the subtle realm, and it is expected to break through to the third realm in the future - the Sky Breaking Realm!" ”

Liu Dongming said: "Yes, this Ye Xian's flying knife has indeed reached the second realm, and it is unbelievable that a student can do this step." (To be continued.) )