Lin Yi left the ring with great loss and unwillingness.

In the face of Ye Weiyang, who defeated him with an understatement, he no longer had the courage to make a move.

He knew very well in his heart that the moment he stepped out of the ring, the glory of the top ten in the Tianjiao competition had completely closed the door to him.

Luck, it's really bad.

He thought with great regret.

Lin Zhennan and the others in the stands also looked gloomy as water.

Their lineage, once attached to the Zhan Tianhou Mansion, has been developed in the Fengyu Province, after the Zhan Tianhou was convicted of confiscating his home, they gave up their principles for the first time and wagged their tails and begged for mercy, and were finally saved by some big names in the empire, and now they desperately want to seize the opportunity to replace the glory of the former Zhan Tianhou.

Lin Yi is a genius cultivated by this lineage.

I wanted to at least enter the top 10 in this Tianjiao competition.

This is the first step in the glory of this vein.

But before this step was finished, he fell under Ye Weiyang's sword.

Lin Zhennan was angry and hateful.

But after all, Ye Weiyang is the priest of the Sword Lord Monarch Temple, and he is not the object of his challenge, so he can only swallow his anger.

The cheers and cheers around were so harsh in the ears of the Lin family.

In the ring.

Ye Weiyang was like an elf in the world of the gods, elegant and beautiful, smiling and saluting to the citizens in the surrounding audience.

So the cheers were even louder.

Lin Beichen in the locker room was very dissatisfied when he saw this scene.

"It doesn't make sense, Ye Weiyang is also very fast, it's only three or four seconds longer than me, why doesn't everyone scold her? ”

Lin Beichen hated the authentic way.

After a short period of Xuanwen formation, the next match between the two sides has also been displayed on the Xuanjing screens everywhere.

"Tut-tut, Han's luck is really ......"

Seeing the matchup, Lin Beichen was speechless.

Because Han Buful's opponent turned out to be Ling Chen, the proud daughter of Ling Futian.

This......

It's cool.

In the stands, in the seating area of the Third Academy, Liu Qihai and others led the team to teach and practice, and it was also dark in front of them.

Although Han Bu can come this far, it has far exceeded expectations, but who doesn't want a miracle to be born?

But in the early hours of the morning, how can there be miracles?

When he walked out of the corridor in the early morning, the audience resounded with cheers like a tsunami, second only to Lin Beichen's appearance and exit before.

Many citizens had only heard that Ling Ling was the first beautiful girl in Yunmeng City, but not many of them had seen Ling Chen, and when they saw it at this time, they couldn't help but be stunned.

The beauty of the early morning is definitely something that cannot be fully displayed in the pictures of various formations.

Only when you see her with your own eyes will you understand how beautiful a young girl can be.

It is a noble, cold, as if it does not eat the beauty of the fireworks of the world.

is completely different from the elf-like cheerfulness of Ye Weiyang and the beauty with a healing smile, the beauty of the early morning, with a kind of aggressiveness and crushing to the extreme, makes people want to surrender and die for her in front of her.

When she stood quietly in the ring, she was like a flawless ice and snow flower blooming in the turbid world, swaying lightly in the wind.

Unconsciously, such an otherworldly and peerless beauty made the originally extremely noisy arena decisive hall suddenly quiet.

Everyone held their breath.

As if he was afraid that any noise he made would disturb the pure girl like a goddess of the divine realm in the ring.

Even though Lin Beichen never wanted anything to happen to the early hours of the morning, at this moment, looking at the cold-faced girl standing in the middle of the ring, he still had a feeling of 'heartbeat'.

Han Buful, who was standing opposite the early morning, felt that he had become a complete foil.

No, not even a foil.

It's like a nice-to-have ornament.

"Ling, please. ”

Han lived up to his restraint and raised his hand to perform a standard swordsman salute.

Ling Chen nodded slightly and did not speak.

It's her habit.

Except for Lin Beichen, she rarely cares about other people.

Han Buyi didn't care, pulled out the long sword with his backhand, ran the Xuan Qi, and made a [Mountain Moving Sword Technique] starting style, and after a slight pause, he signaled one of them and made a direct move!

What he awakened was the earth-based Xuan Qi.

Powerful and majestic, he is the best at defense.

[Mountain Moving Sword Technique] is a set of sword techniques selected and taught by the Third Academy for Han Buyi after awakening the Xuan Qi, which is most suitable for the cultivation of martial artists with the attribute of the earth-based Xuan Qi.

A sword stabbed out.

The sound of the landslide appeared.

This set of swordsmanship, although it is only a two-star swordsmanship, but it is quite wonderful, it is a set of swordsmanship based on defense and then offense, each sword is only seven points of force, once it suffers a counterattack, the offensive power will also instantly turn into defensive power, the stronger the attack, the stronger the defensive power, until the limit of the defense is broken.

In the early morning, the long sword was unsheathed and attacked.

Ding Ding Ding!

The sword shadow slammed, bursting out of dazzling sparks.

Han Buyi only felt that the impact force surging back from the long sword had been continuously increasing since the first impact.

This feeling is like a continuous stack of waves that finally converge into a huge wave of tens of meters, and there is an illusion of submerging him in an instant.

He tried his best to perform the [Mountain Moving Sword Technique], not taking a step back, gritting his teeth and holding on.

Ding Ding Ding!

The sword light rolled.

The ordinary citizens in the audience only saw two groups of sword light constantly colliding, and they could barely catch the figures of the two people.

Such a wonderful picture lasted for about 20 breaths.

Han Buyi only felt that half of his body was about to be shattered by the distance from the sword, his arm was already sore, and he was about to lose his grip on the long sword, and the defensive limit of the [Mountain-moving Sword Technique] was about to be broken.

He was about to pull back and throw his sword to admit defeat.

But at this moment, the pressure suddenly disappeared.

"If you can't break your defensive swordsmanship, you win. ”

In the early morning, the long sword was unsheathed, crisp and neat, without dragging mud and water, and turned around and walked towards the ring.

"Ling, you ......"

Han was stunned.

But in the blink of an eye, Ling Chen's figure had disappeared into the corridor when he came.

Everyone was stunned.

It wasn't until the referee of this game announced that the result of the battle was Han Buying's victory, and many people woke up like a dream!

"What's going on?"

"Throw in the towel?"

"This ...... Looks like the guy surnamed Han is about to lose, right?"

"Is there a shady scene?"

"Nonsense, Ling Fu Tianjiao is in the early morning, who dares to blackmail her?"

In the audience, there was an uproar and discussions.

In the locker room, many talented students who had finished the battle and were waiting for the battle were also stunned.

Especially Lin Yi, he was so angry that he was about to spurt blood.

is also one of the forty places, why is Han Buying's luck so good, he took the initiative to give him the place in the early morning, but he just met the merciless Ye Weiyang?

"What happened to Ling Chen's body?"

In the exclusive locker room, Lin Beichen also fell into deep confusion.

It seems that she has suddenly lost interest in the Tianjiao competition.

It's completely different from the attitude she showed in the qualifiers.

In another locker room, Ye Weiyang pursed her lips, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

You can, but I can't.

I represent the Temple.

It's not that the temple can't lose, but it can't lose that way.

"This time, it looks like I'm going to lose to her. ”

Ye Weiyang's beautiful eyes narrowed, as if she was smiling.

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