On the sixth and final day of the Youth Martial Arts Competition, the audience in the entire school field was more than twice as large as on the first day, and everyone wanted to see who the final winner was. Moreover, one of the contestants in today's final was a student of Broad College, which attracted many Carroll subjects to watch.

Today's VIP seats are also very lively. A large number of dignitaries and ladies from various countries, such as wives and ladies, arrived in large numbers, and as a result, the empty VIP seats that had been empty a few days ago were overcrowded, and finally they had to increase their seats. And today, the old man Alfana was also very excited, and kept introducing Li Yuxuan, a proud protégé, to the three deans of the other colleges, as if the Broad Academy had won the final victory. And after the last battle, the "bosses" of various academies are also very aware of Li Yuxuan's strength, and they can only sigh secretly that their academies do not have such "geniuses".

As the Great Elder announced the start of the final round, Li Yuxuan and his opponent jumped onto the stone platform almost at the same time.

Today's Li Yuxuan is dressed in a blue shirt, with black hair tied behind him at will, his face is cold and handsome, and the sword in his hand is still the one he tried that day. Li Yuxuan, who was dressed in cold colors, caused the audience to cheer like a mountain as soon as he came on the stage, which was even mixed with the screams of many women. But this qiē was not in Li Yuxuan's attention, he turned his head and his eyes fell on the corner of the VIP seat. There was a pair of autumn eyes watching him.

Suddenly, Li Yuxuan raised the scabbard in his hand, and immediately pulled out the sword in the sheath in his right hand, and the whole person faced the VIP seat, waving the sword in greeting, and the majestic voice that resounded throughout the school field shocked the audience for a while.

"Today's battle is not for fame and fortune, but for my beloved wife, Bai Ruolan!"

After the audience sank for a second, a tidal wave of applause rang out, and everyone was deeply moved by Li Yuxuan's declaration of love in front of them.

And Bai Ruolan, who has always been shy, was unusually at this time, and actually came out of the crowd and stood at the front of the VIP seat, opposite Li Yuxuan on the stone platform. Bai Ruolan, who was dressed in a white dress, also conquered the audience with her beautiful demeanor, applauding one after another, and the atmosphere of the entire school field reached ** at once.

Tang Xu in the audience sighed secretly: Usually this guy doesn't move, but he didn't expect it to be so earth-shattering all of a sudden, it seems that he has to study hard.

Just when everyone was excited by the scene in front of them, Li Yuxuan spat out a sentence that only he could hear.

"I'm sorry!"

When Li Yuxuan turned around, his opponent was already holding a sword in his hand. Dressed in a white shirt, he is quite handsome, but he has a little more cold atmosphere, and he seems to have less masculinity that some men should have. This person's sword first caught Li Yuxuan's attention. It is less than three feet long and only an inch wide, but it is not difficult to see that it is a rather sharp sword.

"The sword name is Feng Wu, two feet and seven inches long!"

As if reminding Li Yuxuan, he slowly confided a sentence.

Phoenix Dance Sword!

Everyone in the audience was exclaiming. The Fengwu Sword is one of the most famous swords in the southern part of the continent, and it is owned by the royal family of the Fengxiang Kingdom. It is said to be the sword of the first monarch of Fengxiang, and its status in Fengxiang is quite respected. I didn't expect it to appear on this player at this moment to participate in the competition. For a while, there was a lot of discussion on and off the stage, and they were all speculating about the identity of this person.

The dignitaries in the VIP seat also turned their puzzled eyes to Feng Xiang Military Affairs Shang Shu Feng Shaojun and Feng Qingming, the dean of Fengxiang Academy, who were sitting in the front row. I saw Feng Shaojun stand up and turn around to greet the magnates of various countries behind him, and said with a smile: "It is the dog Tianyang on the stage." ”

And just when Feng Shaojun was introducing his son, Feng Tianyang on the stage had already taken the lead.

Feng Tianyang's body was quite fast, and he suddenly approached about five feet in front of Li Yuxuan, swinging his sword and slashing his waist, and his feet were not idle, and he wanted to kick. Be prepared to attack with both legs in case the sword misses.

Li Yuxuan smiled slightly, cut down with a horizontal sword, and then turned his body, not only blocking Feng Tianyang's sword move, but also sealing his legs to attack at the same time. And his opponent was obviously not an easy one, so he immediately jumped up and struck in the air. For a while, the sword grew violently, and the original two-foot-seven-inch Feng Wu Sword seemed to have more than doubled, and a sword net was under the hood of Li Yuxuan.

Li Yuxuan immediately unfolded his body, took a step back, and avoided the sword net. After all, people use famous swords, and what they hold in their hands is nothing more than a mortal iron. In the frame just now, Li Yuxuan had clearly felt that his sword blade was missing a grain of rice, and at this moment, the other party was so sword aura, and if he rashly accepted the move, the long sword in his hand would be broken. At that time, if you only use your hands to deal with the opponent's sword, you will definitely fall into a disadvantageous situation.

On the other side, Feng Tianyang was unforgiving, relying on his fast body and Feng Wujian's characteristics of being good at hand-to-hand attacks, he bullied Li Yuxuan's approach, and it was another stormy attack. For a while, the sword aura was full of energy, especially the phoenix dance sword with wind and sky, and it was even more dazzling. Everyone in the audience couldn't tell who was who for a while, only to see two figures, one white and one blue, jumping vertically and horizontally on the stage, and the phoenix dance sword was like a ball of light, constantly crashing into the blue figure, and the sound of the two swords fighting each other was also heard from time to time.

"What a phoenix dance sword, what a dragon and tiger fight!"

The two elders on the referee's bench couldn't help but be attracted by the wonderful duel on the stage.

"Alas, if you can't attack for a long time, you will inevitably be exhausted, and how can you be brave when you are tired!"

The Great Elder on the side seemed to speak with regret.

And as time passes, Feng Tianyang seems to have become a little anxious. Although on the surface, he has the advantage with the sword in his hand, and the opponent is on the defensive from the beginning. But he was always unable to break through the opponent's tight defenses, and every time he saw that he was about to succeed, he was narrowly avoided by the opponent. And the opponent always adopts a dip-and-go style of play, and never allows himself to have a chance to cut off his sword with the sharpness of the Feng Wu Sword.

Every time you make a sword, you have to leave some spare strength, and you don't dare to attack the opponent with all your might, for fear that once you use too much force and the attack fails, it will create opportunities for the other party. After all, the situation between the two of them is like hand-to-hand combat now, once there is a flaw, it means defeat, and there is no chance to react. Another reason why I feel anxious is that after such a long time of competition, I have almost used all the starting moves I should use, but I haven't touched a single hair of my opponent, and the frustration and powerlessness in my heart arise spontaneously.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them passed another thirty or forty moves, and Feng Tianyang made a move that he had used before, and the phoenix dance sword hung diagonally on Li Yuxuan's chest. At this moment, Feng Tianyang felt that his opponent's eyes had changed, and his eyes, which had been as focused and sharp as a falcon, suddenly became lifeless.

"Bell!"

Li Yuxuan's sword broke.

The wind is a little dull.

When he came to his senses, he found that Li Yuxuan had already handed over the sword to his left hand, and the broken sword that was only one foot and six inches was hanging on his neck at the moment. And although Li Yuxuan avoided Feng Tianyang's Feng Wu Sword, the divine soldier was different from Fan Tie after all, and his right hand was still injured by the sword qi that he brought up.

"Short to short, risk to risk!"

The Great Elder first stood up and applauded to congratulate Li Yuxuan, and the entire school was filled with thunderous cheers. And Feng Shaojun and Zhang Qingyang in the VIP seat only shook their heads and smiled bitterly. If it weren't for the Feng Wu Sword, I'm afraid Feng Tianyang would have lost a long time ago. Since it is a battle of strength, the losing side is also convincing.

When Li Yuxuan paced the VIP seat, Bai Ruolan, who was standing in front of the seat, flew to his side. Li Yuxuan stretched out his left hand and took Ruolan into his arms. The audience went crazy for a while. And at this moment, Bai Ruolan, who was huddled in Li Yuxuan's arms, burst into tears, and the psychological defense line that had been maintained in Li Yuxuan's competition just now collapsed suddenly due to the safety of her lover.

Li Yuxuan gently soothed Ruolan in his arms, and the two hugged each other and paced in front of the Great Elder.