Volume 1: The Origin of the Sword Chapter 102: The Battle of the East

"Phew. ”

Lin Beichen directly interrupted: "You self-proclaimed smart waste, you don't deserve to be known by me, look at the sword!"

He shot straight away.

Who knows your name so rarely.

There is an iron law in the world of pretending: two people who are also committed to pretending, only the winner is qualified to say his name.

What he used was still the [Moon Shooting Sword Technique].

The Blue Bird Sword was in his hand, blooming with a continuous cyan cold light.

The essence of [Moon Shooting Sword Technique] is on a single shooting word.

Every sword stabbed out was like a strong bow and a crossbow.

Snort!

The sound of breaking the sky is endless.

In an instant, Lin Beichen stabbed out seven swords with a [Moonlit Night Drawing Bow].

The purple-clothed young man only felt that the cold light in front of him was like stars falling wildly, and in a hurry, he could only swing his sword to resist.

Ding Ding Ding!

A sharp metal clash exploded.

It was only after the third impact that the purple-clothed young man only felt a cold wrist, and then a sharp pain came, and the long sword could no longer be held.

Burst!

The sound of flesh being pierced again.

Red blood shot out.

"Ah......h

The long sword in the purple-clothed young man's hand fell to the ground and let out a miserable scream.

The tendon of his right wrist was also punctured, and blood gushed out from the gap between the left fingers that protected his wrist.

"Oh, it's still vulnerable. ”

Lin Beichen put away his sword: "It's not worth letting me know your name at all, get out." ”

The strength of his Xuan Qi has reached the realm of martial artists.

But because he has not yet awakened the Xuan Qi attribute, it can only be regarded as a 'pseudo-martial artist realm'.

However, because of his terrifying physical strength, if the two are superimposed, the actual battle is only higher than that of a first-level martial artist.

And this purple-clothed young man is stronger than Xiahou Chong, and has reached the tenth level of the martial arts realm, but he is still not Lin Beichen's enemy.

Hearing Lin Beichen's words, he trembled with anger, and almost gritted his teeth.

A well-known loser in the city, opportunistically stood out in the qualifiers, I thought he was a clown who jumped off the beam, but I didn't expect to have such strong strength.

The teenagers in the pavilion were also a little confused at this time.

No matter how dull they were, they had already realized that Lin Beichen's strength was even more terrifying than they imagined.

Xiahou Chong was defeated by a sword, but it is better to say, after all, he has only just entered the tenth level of the warrior realm.

But his brother Xiahou Ang is a real peak of the tenth level of the warrior realm.

But he was still defeated by Lin Beichen in one move.

Could it be that the strength of this scum is already in the samurai realm?

That's not right.

He clearly has not awakened the Xuan Qi attribute, and the Xuan Qi has no external color, so it cannot be the martial artist realm.

For a while, they were a little uncertain about Lin Beichen's judgment of strength, and they were secretly frightened.

"Come on, weren't you arrogant just now?"

Lin Beichen hooked his fingers and said, "Get out and catch the sword." ”

"It's too arrogant. ”

"I can't help it. ”

"Look at the sword. ”

After all, a teenager is a teenager, and his blood is strong, and he can't be excited.

Several figures rushed out of the pavilion, each of them made a move, and the sword light flickered, directly taking Lin Beichen.

"Well done. ”

Lin Beichen laughed, and the identity of [Flying Feather in the Clouds] was displayed.

The figure is like a feather flying in the clouds, fast and slow, left and right, up and down, floating uncertainly, with different rhythms, which is difficult to capture.

At the same time, the Blue Bird Sword in his hand continued to stab out with the move of [Moon Shooting Sword Technique].

Snort!

The tip of the sword pierced the air, making a whistling sound.

With every sword stabbed, a young man flew out upside down with a cry of pain.

In the blink of an eye, five or six teenagers who shot out covered their wrists, abandoned their swords and retreated, blood spilling from their fingers.

"Tut-tut, this is the genius who pretends to be the elite of the younger generation in Yunmeng City, and the weakness makes me urgent. ”

Lin Beichen put away his sword and shook his head.

Could it be that tonight's so-called sword trial appointment, the people who received invitations from other junior kendo geniuses are all these goods?

The genius in Yunmeng City really can't take it.

The teenagers were ashamed and angry, but they were powerless to refute.

Lin Beichen's strength can only be truly experienced when he really faces him.

The erratic body and strange sword style made them unable to even parry, and just now basically five or six people joined forces to besiege them, but in a few glances, they were all defeated.

The gap between the two sides is like a curse.

"Who else?"

Lin Beichen drank.

In the gazebo, the other teenagers who had not yet made a move, their faces were vino, and they extinguished their plans to force their heads.

Cao Potian gently put the white jade wine glass in his hand on the table, and said lightly: "A notorious gentleman can proudly test the night of the sword, is it really ...... Brother Lin, these so-called geniuses you brought today don't seem to be very good. ”

Sitting beside him, the only bright yellow brocade-robed young man who was quite a court of resistance and momentum, smiled slightly, and said: "My little brothers are very arrogant on weekdays, I once warned them that there is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world, but they only obey on the surface, and they don't care in their hearts, and they think that I, the eldest brother, are too cautious." ”

When the bright yellow soaked boy said this, Xiahou Chong, Xiahou Ang and other defeated teenagers looked at each other and looked ashamed.

"It's a good thing that someone today has asked my brothers to rein in their arrogance. ”

The bright yellow brocade-robed young man poured a glass of wine into Cao Potian's white jade wine glass, and then poured a glass into the cup in front of him, and said: "The Daze brew in Yunmeng City has a sweet taste, the entrance is like a fire, and the stamina is endless, which can best stimulate the will of the swordsman, Brother Cao, please wait a while, I will come when I go." ”

So saying, he got up and came out of the gazebo.

"Thank you for educating my brothers. ”

He bowed his hand to Lin Beichen and said, "However, you still have to lose." My name is called Dongfang Zhan, you remember this name, because for the rest of your life, these three words will be the goal you will chase and cannot surpass. ”

He stretched out his hand slowly.

A young man next to him handed over a sword.

A very ordinary sword.

With this kind of sword, it shows Dongfang Zhan's confidence in his own strength.

The sword is unsheathed.

"I'll give you a chance, you strike first. ”

Dongfang Zhan said with a faint smile.

Lin Beichen also laughed.

This forced style is several times stronger than the previous Xiahou Chong and others.

However, in terms of pretending to be forced, among the younger generation, Lin Beichen has never been afraid of anyone.

"Look at the sword. ”

Lin Beichen shot directly.

The blue bird sword stabbed out, and it was still the [Moon Shooting Sword Technique].

The blade of the sword broke through the air, like a siege bolt, containing great power, causing the air on both sides of the blade to roll away in unison, forming a whirlpool of air currents visible to the naked eye.

"Hehe, okay. ”

Dongfang Zhan stood still, and when the tip of the Jade Bird Sword was about to stab on himself, the long sword in his hand shook suddenly, and with a buzz, a silver sword light appeared, stabbing on the blade of the Blue Bird Sword, swinging away Lin Beichen's sword.

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