"What does Senior Brother want to do?"

Nie Xiaoyu, who has been following the development of the situation offstage, is worried and guessing. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Around her, whether it was a few students from the Sword Academy who participated in the competition, or the disciples of the other two factions, they all clearly saw that Bai Ye, whose strength was only three grades, pointed a sword at Miss Lin, the host of this martial arts test, on the stage, and named her to challenge her?

Did we hear it wrong, or is the world too crazy?

Miss Lin, Lin Zhimeng, a fifteen-year-old second-grade master, this is a situation that the disciples of all factions know, and the matter is true, they are indeed a rare genius in Ceylon in a hundred years, otherwise the third princess of the dynasty would not have taken her into the door early and cultivated her carefully for several years.

And Bai Ye, even if he had just magically defeated Zhao Ling'er on the martial arts, did he really think that he could challenge Lin Zhimeng?

With the strength of the third grade to challenge the second grade master, how bold does he have?

Lin Zhimeng was hesitating at this time, and Bai Ye suddenly opened his mouth to challenge her, which was exactly what she and Huang Jiuzhen and Zhao Ling'er wanted.

If she agreed to come down to fight at this time, the officers present next to her would only think that Bai Ye was too arrogant, and as the host of the martial arts test, as a member of the Ceylon army, it would be reasonable to teach this boy who doesn't know the height of the sky.

No one wants to be underestimated, not to mention that the person being challenged is still a female general they are familiar with.

So even if Bai Ye will be beaten half to death by Lin Zhimeng on stage, people who know the cause of the incident will think that Bai Ye asked for it, and no one else is to blame.

But in her heart, why was she faintly uneasy after Bai Ye opened his mouth to challenge her?

Huang Jiuzhen could see the expression on her face from the side, but he didn't plan to come forward to talk at this time.

He could do everything he needed to do for Bai Ye's plan, and at this time, it would be too deliberate to go up and encourage Lin Zhimeng to fight, and it would easily become a shoddy trick.

If you want to add fuel to the fire on one thing, the first thing is that your behavior can't be too obvious, after all, Lin Zhimeng is not a fool, he can temporarily subdue the Zhao and Huang families for the third princess, and formulate a series of plans for Haoshan Sword Academy to show his attitude as soon as possible, which shows that Lin Zhimeng is also a person of superb wisdom and cannot be underestimated.

Zhao Ling'er was also quietly waiting for Lin Zhimeng's answer, if Lin Zhimeng ate this incense bait and went to the stage to compete, then as the paper sent by Bai Ye said, maybe the day when the Zhao and Huang families replaced Lin Zhimeng to preside over Ceylon for the third princess would not be too far away.

The three of them had their own hearts there, but Bai Ye had already beckoned to Nie Xiaoyu under the stage, called the junior sister over, and said a few words in her ear, Nie Xiaoyu nodded, borrowed two swords from the other disciples of the Sword Academy, and threw them to Bai Ye from the audience.

"That's enough," Bai Ye raised his hand to take the sword, with a slight smile on his face, he borrowed two swords from the audience, naturally to deal with Lin Zhimeng,

Because the master of the second grade, one of the characteristics is that he can use Gang Qi, and the weapons or armor attached to Gang Qi can reach the treasure level, if he continues to use the standard long sword issued by the Sword Academy, then he must be prepared for the destruction of weapons in battle, and it is also for this reason to prepare two more swords.

"Okay, I promise your challenge," Lin Zhimeng finally made a choice, she walked onto the stage with a sneer, pulled out the saber on her waist and looked at Bai Ye.

"I could have not taken such a challenge, but as a soldier, I will not shy away from the war. ”

She said this, in fact, she had analyzed several battles in Bai Ye's martial arts platform before, such as Bai Ye's first battle against Liu Xuanzhen of Wujimen, it was through the other party's carelessness and accurate grasp of the fighter that she could defeat Liu Xuanzhen with one sword.

And the battle with Zhao Ling'er in front of Bai Ye was the first time that they showed two different swordsmanship in front of their eyes, and when they were at a disadvantage, they reversed the defeat and defeated the proud disciple of Yunshui Palace under the sword.

But Lin Zhimeng knew that she was different from Liu Xuanzhen and Zhao Ling'er, she was a second-grade master, one level higher than Bai Ye, and she also had various ways to deal with Bai Ye's swordsmanship, the most important of which was to rely on the strength of the second grade to cultivate to absolutely suppress Bai Ye.

It can be said that no matter what aspect he looks at, Lin Zhimeng feels that he has a chance of winning more than eighty percent, and the gap between the third and second grades is not something that can be smoothed out by one or two wonderful swordsmanship.

When the onlookers saw that the two were really going to fight, they were all stunned, and they all became excited.

"Miss Lin, teach that guy a good lesson. ”

"Sure enough, I don't know what to do, now Miss Lin is really on stage, scared stupid, right?"

"Really going to fight with Bai Ye, whose strength is only three grades, is that too much?"

Bai Ye's expression was calm, and he didn't hear the words of everyone in the audience, but he put the two borrowed swords behind his back, and slowly picked up the long sword in the station, and calmly shook the sword body.

The sword had not yet been seen, but the next moment it had stabbed straight in front of Lin Zhimeng's body.

In an instant, the sword light that stared at the sky forced people to chill in their hearts and they couldn't speak.

In the silence of the audience, Lin Zhimeng made a move.

Her eyes were cold, and the long knife in her hand spontaneously trembled, and the fierce and cold sword qi suddenly rose to the peak, and the sword light was like snow, like a sword intercepted in the sky.

The strength of the three grades, thinking that if you learn a few wonderful swordsmanship, you can defeat me Lin Zhimeng?

When she was full of ambition after the sword came out in the white night, she blocked the sword with the most magnificent sword.

At such a close distance, the swords inevitably intersected, and in the bursting sound of Jin Ge, the sword in Bai Ye's hand could not withstand the fierce sword qi, and suddenly shattered into several pieces of broken swords.

In the sound of the sword body breaking, the snow-like sword light was still advancing.

"Good knife!" Bai Ye smiled, pulled out the second sword from his back, and the second style of "ten steps to kill one person" was out.

Obviously, the previous style of "Wu Hook Frost Xueming" has not been exhausted, and the "Ten Steps to Kill One Person" has already gathered momentum.

This sword broke Lin Zhimeng's pursuit at the right time, and the unparalleled speed and unrelenting sword momentum broke Lin Zhimeng's rhythm, and she could only snort lightly and took a step back.

Bai Ye looked at Lin Zhimeng, who had just made one sword, knowing that the duel between the two sides had only started now, but in the warm-up just now, his first sword had been destroyed under the opponent's long knife full of anger, and the two chivalrous swordsmanship he had just used was only enough to force Lin Zhimeng to take a step back.

Lin Zhimeng's knife "buzzed" at this moment, and the knife was copied from the wrist to the back, but it was actually holding the knife backwards, and Lin Zhimeng took a step forward, which was a sharpening.

The invisible Gang Qi turned from the knife into Shengxue's sword light, and lightning flashed in front of Bai Ye's eyes, and the cold and cold sword intent on it made Bai Ye shudder, and he subconsciously used the third form of chivalrous swordsmanship.

"Idle over the letter tomb drink, take off the sword and kneel forward. ”

A bright sword surged forward from the sword light, like the sun turning into snow, and no matter how fierce the knife was, it was dissolved one by one.