The Shui Yun Sword on Liu Xiaoxiao's right hand glowed with a slight cold light under the effect of spiritual power, and the original smile on her face disappeared, looking extremely serious.

Ruoyun on the other side did not show weakness, Wen Yuanjian was horizontal in front of her, her hair fluttering in the wind and the blue robe made her look like a fairy in the sky.

The next moment, the two of them had a very tacit understanding and did not use any spiritual weapon exercises, but just urged the spiritual power, raised the sword and ran forward, Shui Yun Sword and Wen Yuanjian interacted in the air, making a piercing metal impact sound, and the two graceful figures with different styles turned into two cold rays, colliding back and forth in the air.

Although neither of them used the spirit weapon technique, the spiritual power stirred up by the clash of long swords collided with the enchantment of the ring in the air waves, making a dull sound.

The people watching the game on the field are no longer as silent as before, and whenever there is a wonderful confrontation, they will cheer without hesitation, which makes the originally quiet and somewhat depressing atmosphere of the competition suddenly relieve a lot.

On the other side, the competition of the Xin word ring also began.

The deputy examiner of the Xin Zi Ring announced the start of the competition after inspecting the spiritual weapons of both sides of the competition.

Xu Yichen and Zhong Yuan stood in the center of the ring, and they did not rush to make a move, but fell into a short confrontation.

With a provocative smile on his face, Zhong Yuan spoke:

"Finally let me face you, I want to see how capable you are, the rumored youngest honorary elder. ”

Xu Yichen sighed and said helplessly:

"If you want to fight, you can fight directly, and you still have to work so hard to find a reason, don't you feel tired and panicked?"

When Zhong Yuan heard this, he didn't laugh angrily, and then said:

"It's quite neat, I hope your skills can be as good as your mouth. ”

Xu Yichen pursed his lips and said:

"Can you change some fresh words, your words have been used rotten in novels and TV series. ”

Zhong Yuan naturally didn't know what the TV series and novels in Xu Yichen's mouth were, but he could probably understand what Xu Yichen meant, in short, he felt that he was talking old-fashioned.

Zhong Yuan didn't speak again this time, the spiritual power on his body began to surge, and a terrifying sense of oppression emanated from his body, sweeping towards Xu Yichen like a tide.

Xu Yichen was not moved by this fierce sense of oppression in the slightest, and took out a long sword printed with wind, rain, and thunder from the sword box behind him with his right hand and held it horizontally in front of him.

The next moment, Zhong Yuan's hands quickly threw at Xu Yichen, and two long needles flew out of his hands in an instant, drawing two strange arcs in the air at a speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, one attacked Xu Yichen's left leg, and the other attacked Xu Yichen's chest, and the tip of the long needle was glowing with a faint green light, which was Zhong Yuan's spiritual weapon technique [Paralysis Needle].

However, if you are hit by a long needle, the spiritual power contained in it will quickly paralyze your nerves, so that your limbs are not called by the brain, resulting in the whole person being sluggish or even losing the ability to move for a short time.

Due to the fact that the spirit weapon of the long needle itself is very small, and Zhong Yuan's flying throwing technique has been practiced to the point of pure affection, it is difficult for even Xu Yichen to see the flight trajectory of the long needle clearly.

I saw that the long sword in Xu Yichen's right hand slashed slightly in front of him, and the wind mark on the long sword bloomed with cyan light.

A slight breeze suddenly appeared around Xu Yichen's body, and the next moment, the breeze that originally surrounded him began to distort for a moment.

Xu Yichen did not hesitate at all, his knees were slightly bent, and the whole person jumped up, dodging the flying needle that attacked his right leg at the limit distance, and the long sword in his hand was in front of him, making the long needle that hit Xu Yichen's body impartial, and just hit the sword body of the long sword.

"Ding~"

With a crisp metal crash, the long needle sparked a few sparks on the body of the longsword, and then it was bounced away.

Xu Yichen adjusted his posture in the air, and with a slight swing of his wrist, four white sword qi instantly swung out from the sword body, like a fragmented arrow, rushing towards the position where Zhong Yuan was standing.

Zhong Yuan didn't have time to figure out how Xu Yichen noticed his flying needle, his toes hit the ground, his body quickly jumped back, and the sword qi fell to the ground against his shirt and made a dull explosion.

The yellow robe on Zhong Yuan's body was even more wiped out by the sword qi.

Zhong Yuan threw two flying needles at Xu Yichen again while retreating, this time the speed of the flying needles was faster than before, and the trajectory of the flying needles in the air was more complicated.

After Xu Yichen saw this, his whole body drew an arc in the air, and after dodging the first long needle, the long sword in his hand was volleyed into the air, knocking another flying needle away, and then the whole person fell to the ground steadily, and the robe on his body fluttered in the wind under the action of the breeze.

Zhong Yuan squinted his eyes and looked at Xu Yichen's robe fluttering in the wind, and finally figured out why Xu Yichen was able to dodge his attack so accurately without seeing the flying needle.

Xu Yichen arranged a wind wall composed of a breeze around his body, once his long needle entered the range of the wind wall, it would be perceived by Xu Yichen, which is why, although Xu Yichen couldn't see his flying needle, he could accurately dodge it every time.

After figuring out the reason, Zhong Yuan smiled slightly, he kicked his hind feet slightly, and the whole person quickly ran around Xu Yichen, and kept throwing flying needles with both hands, and the flying needles were like ten thousand arrows fired at once, drawing different trajectories from different directions and flying towards different targets.

Xu Yichen didn't panic in the slightest, his right foot stepped heavily on the ground, and the whole person disappeared in place in an instant.

The crazy surging spiritual power on his body lingered along Xu Yichen's arm on the long sword in his hand, and then Xu Yichen swept out of the long sword in his hand with his left foot as the axis after turning around, and the breeze that originally surrounded him instantly turned into a gale, blowing back those dense flying needles.

Xu Yichen's figure did not freeze at all, and he continued to run towards Zhong Yuan after splitting those long needles.

At the same time, the green light of the long sword in his hand became more and more dazzling, his lips moved slightly, and he spoke:

"The wind is free to borrow the sword!"

In an instant, Zhong Yuan's figure of Xu Yichen, who could be vaguely seen, disappeared without a trace, he was stunned at first, and the experience of fighting others forced him to subconsciously dodge.

The next moment, invisible slashes appeared where he was standing, even if Zhong Yuan reacted so quickly, he still couldn't completely dodge Xu Yichen's slash, the robe on his body should have been extra torn, and there was a small wound on his arm, and red blood was slowly flowing out of the wound.

A wave did not settle, and another wave rose, just as Zhong Yuan was glad that he had flashed those slashes from Xu Yichen, another Xu Yichen sprang out from his side, holding a long sword, and stabbed straight towards his chest.

As soon as Zhong Yuan gritted his teeth, the spiritual power in his whole body began to surge, and his figure suddenly became illusory, his toes touched the ground, and layers of ripples appeared where his feet touched the ground, and then the whole person disappeared. Since Zhong Yuan's figure disappeared, Xu Yichen, who was originally stabbing at his chest, naturally pounced.

The next moment, Zhong Yuan's figure suddenly appeared behind Xu Yichen, and the long needle in his hand was quickly thrown, and the long needle glowing with a faint green light did not draw a strange trajectory this time, but flew directly towards Xu Yichen's vest.

And Xu Yichen was in a state of rushing forward, and he didn't have time to dodge, and the long needle sank into Xu Yichen's vest socket very smoothly.

Seeing this scene, Zhong Yuan had a triumphant smile on his face, and the invigilator of the Xin Zi Ring was ready to come to the rescue.

However, the smile on Zhong Yuan's face lasted less than a second before disappearing, replaced by slightly dilated pupils.

The figure of Xu Yichen, who was hit by the long needle, began to become illusory, and then disappeared without a trace in front of Zhong Yuan's eyes.

After a short period of surprise, Zhong Yuan immediately realized that something was wrong, his toes touched the ground again, and the whole person disappeared in an instant, just when his figure just left the place, another Xu Yichen suddenly fell from the air, and the long sword in his hand did not stab Zhong Yuan, but stabbed on the ground of the ring.

"Ding~"

The long sword collided with the ground and sparked a few sparks, and Xu Yichen jumped backwards with the momentum, soaring into the air in a backward posture.

The next moment, Zhong Yuan's figure appeared behind Xu Yichen like a ghost, but just as he was about to concoct the long needle in his hand into Xu Yichen's body, another Xu Yichen's figure appeared behind Zhong Yuan at the same time, and the sword body swept out, and before Zhong Yuan could throw the long needle in his hand, he was thrown away.

Before Zhong Yuan could react, he felt that his waist was hit by a huge force, accompanied by a sharp pain, and then the whole person flew out.

Zhong Yuan's body fell heavily from the air to the ground, and that wasn't the end, as the impact forced him to continue slashing backwards, leaving a long scratch in the ring.

The people watching the game in the audience all looked at each other, some couldn't believe their eyes, especially those contestants who had been defeated by Zhong Yuan and Xu Yichen, the former had personally experienced the horror of Zhong Yuan's flying needle, and he didn't expect to be resolved by Xu Yichen so easily, and he was pressed and beaten by Xu Yichen from beginning to end.

And the latter were a little discouraged in addition to being surprised, they didn't expect that Xu Yichen didn't do his best at all in the competition with them, even so, they still lost without suspense.

Zhong Yuan skated for a long distance before he stopped his form, and at this time he was already on the edge of the ring, and if he took a step slower, Zhong Yuan would be disqualified from the competition.

In fact, logically speaking, Zhong Yuan has already lost, if it was the real life and death game, Xu Yichen's sweep was not to use the sword body to whip his body but to use the blade, Zhong Yuan would have been cut in half by now.

A trace of blood oozed from the corner of Zhong Yuan's mouth, and he knelt on one knee, enduring the sharp pain in his waist, staring at Xu Yichen with his eyes, as if he didn't intend to give up.

Xu Yichen smiled faintly and said:

"The body is good, but you have already lost, so you still take the initiative to admit ......"

Before the words fell, Xu Yichen only felt that there was a figure behind him that was approaching rapidly, he quickly turned his head, and was surprised to find that the rapidly approaching figure was actually Liu Xiaoxiao who was competing in the Gengzi ring, at this time the corners of her mouth were oozing blood, her brows were furrowed, and her lips were white, as if she was extremely weak.

And Liu Xiaoxiao, who was approaching quickly, was impartial and flew in the direction of Xu Yichen.