Several people were stunned at the same time, originally they wanted to report their name and strength to show respect, but Yi Xingtian didn't even give them this opportunity.

Although they asked themselves if their strength was not comparable to Yi Xingtian, but such contempt still made several people angry, and the soldiers could not be killed, this Yi Xingtian was too arrogant.

"Please advise!" said the young man at the head, holding back his anger and drawing his long sword.

Yi Xingtian slowly stretched out his right hand, and the girl on the left behind him stepped forward, untied the long sword on her back, and handed it over respectfully. The other girl took out a white silk silk and carefully wound it around the hilt of her sword.

Then, Yi Xingcai took the long sword, and the two girls bowed back, standing behind her with slightly lowered hands. That respectful appearance has the demeanor of a sixth-order swordsman, and it is no different from the personal ring of all the daughters of big families.

As for Zhan Li and Meng Xun, they stood far behind the two girls, as if they didn't exist.

Seeing Yi Xingtian's style, the audience was in an uproar. A sword master, with the dignity of a sword master, no matter how strong his strength is, he should give his opponent enough respect during the competition, and looking at Yi Xingtian's appearance, he clearly has no respect for his opponent at all, and she seems to feel that her hands are dirty when she fights them.

It's okay not to respect her opponents, she doesn't even have the slightest respect for her own people. Although the sword servant is her maid, she is also a master of the sixth order of the sword master, and the combined attack skills of the two are known as unparalleled in the world, but in front of her, she is completely regarded as a sword girl.

As for Zhan Li and Meng Xun, she didn't even look at the same with her eyes, and completely ignored them.

Arrogance, just too arrogant.

At this moment, everyone had no good impression of Yi Xingtian, and there were even bursts of boos in the audience.

Don't talk about others, even Mu Hanyan frowned. She has always believed that everyone around her is her partner, friend, and even relatives, so from the first time she met Hua Yue Zirong, she has never regarded them as subordinates, and she also knows that if she wants to go further on the path of cultivation, these friends who can trust each other in life and death are indispensable.

Although the current strength of Huayue and others is still a little worse, Mu Hanyan believes that one day, they will become their strongest backing, and even the greatest guarantee of their lives.

For Yi Xingtian's arrogance of ignoring opponents and partners, she naturally couldn't agree with it.

Yi Xingtian obviously didn't take the opinions of outsiders to heart, and he was even more deaf to the bursts of boos, and walked forward with an indifferent face.

Behind her, the sword squire and the Zhan Li Meng Xun did not move at all, still standing respectfully in place.

"Could it be that she actually wants to challenge the other five alone?" everyone was surprised.

You must know that although the other party is weaker than her, the gap is only one or two orders, where does she get her confidence.

"Kill!" The five opposing parties were completely enraged by her contempt, and their long swords slashed out at the same time.

Five sword rays broke through the air, and even the sunlight above his head was silently eclipsed.

Many people in the audience have changed their faces, although they disagree with Yi Xingtian's arrogance, but they are also a rare woman and beauty, but they don't want to see her die like this.

Yi Xingtian still had an indifferent face, and the long sword was slowly unsheathed.

"Hum!" In the dragon's groan, an invisible killing force was overwhelming, enveloping the five people opposite.

The huge martial arts arena turned out to be cold, and everyone's faces changed drastically, although that killing intent mainly enveloped the five disciples of the Sword Yin Academy on the stage, but the wisps of killing intent that escaped still made them feel the fear from the depths of their hearts.

The five disciples on the stage were even more covered in cold sweat, their faces turned pale, and through those panicked eyes, everyone could see the fear in their hearts.

The five sword rays were also condensed in mid-air, and they couldn't advance an inch.

Yi Xingtian held the long sword and walked forward slowly.

With every step she took, the five people opposite her took a step back. They didn't want to retreat, but the hidden power of the opponent's long sword, as well as the terrifying killing intent that they couldn't resist, forced them to retreat.

Several people gritted their teeth, trying to gain a firm foothold, but they couldn't control their bodies at all, let alone the growing fear in their hearts.

Finally, several people retreated to the edge of the test table, and the five of them were all covered in cold sweat, and the corners of their mouths were oozing thin bloodshots, obviously at the last moment of exhaustion.

Yi Xingtian's long sword pressed lightly, and there were a few muffled sounds, and the five people flew out of the test platform heavily, spitting blood in their mouths, and couldn't get up for a long time.

"Vulnerable. Yi Xingtian said lightly, casually threw the long sword behind him, and then walked off the test platform.

Behind her, a young girl steadily caught the long sword, wiped it carefully, and then returned the sword to the sheath, and then left the test table behind her.

In the audience, everyone was dumbfounded, although Yi Xingtian was still so cold and arrogant, but no one dared to let out a little boo, and everyone was deeply shocked by her strength.

Mu Hanyan looked at Yi Xingtian's distant figure, and his expression became solemn.

No wonder Yi Xingtian is so arrogant, she does have arrogant capital. Just one person defeated the five elite disciples of the Royal Sword Ying Academy so easily, and the others didn't even have a chance to make a move except to help her carry her sword and polish her sword.

Mu Hanyan even suspected that she brought those people to the stage just to make up the numbers.

"In the third game, Shangyue Royal Sword Yin Academy, Jing Jianjue, Qin Ba, Liang Qian, Lu Zhenhuan, Pei Qiuyi, against Shangyue Royal Sword Yin Academy......" The referee's voice sounded again, dragging everyone's hearts back to reality.

Mu Hanyan also retracted his gaze and looked at Jing Jianjue and the others who walked up to the stage.

Yi Xingtian is indeed very strong, but Mu Hanyan really won't ignore Jing Jianjue because of him, even his grandmother pays special attention to this guy, she has always regarded him as Mu Hanyan's biggest opponent, how dare Mu Hanyan be careless.

"The competition begins. The referee wasted no time and as soon as both sides were on the pitch, he announced the start.

"Chok!", the young man standing on the absolute side of Jing Jian took the lead in drawing out his long sword, and his body also released a majestic momentum.

"The eighth order of the sword master, it is actually the eighth order of the sword master!" everyone looked at the young man in surprise.

The other four people behind him also drew their long swords one by one, and at the same time released their own momentum. In addition to the two swordsmen of the sixth order, there were actually two swordsmen of the seventh order.

No one thought that the strength of this team of disciples of the Sword Yin Academy would be so strong.