Under the gaze of Xiao Zhiyuan and the black-robed old man, Xiao Yao slowly walked up to the stage and opposed Xiao Lin. After looking at each other for a while, the two of them said in unison:

"Please advise!"

When the voice fell, Xiao Yao and Xiao Lin were both stunned, and a strange look flashed from each other's eyes like a meteor.

"Do you have a heart?"

Xiao Lin muttered to himself in his heart, a shallow smile rose at the corner of his mouth, and as soon as his mind moved, a black spirit ring on his finger-like fingers suddenly lit up, and a long sword flashed with orange light.

The jade hand clenched the long sword, and a thin orange wind surrounded the sword body, and the sharp wind blade blew onto the hard stone platform, leaving scratches on it that were not deep or shallow.

"I use a sword, what about you?"

The sword body moved slowly, pointing straight at Xiao Yao on the opposite side, and the sharp blade emitted a cold light under the reflection of the sun.

"I'll just use this!"

Xiao Yao smiled slightly, raised his hands, and shook them casually.

"Whatever you want!"

The faint voice fell, Xiao Lin's beautiful eyes shrank suddenly, and her delicate body turned into a white shadow, rushing towards Xiao Yao.

As his feet galloped, the tip of the sword touched the stone platform, and with the infusion of spiritual energy, majestic energy surged out, and a long spark flashed in the place where it passed, as well as a shocking sword mark.

"Drink!"

When he galloped to a distance of five or six meters from Xiao Yao, Xiao Lin, who was awe-inspiring, glanced at Xiao Yao, who was looking at him calmly, and then snorted lightly, his toes slammed on the ground, and his delicate body was like an arrow from the string, and he arrived in front of Xiao Yao in the blink of an eye.

"Huh!"

As soon as his right arm was raised, the long sword in his hand swept out extremely naturally, and with the help of the momentum of his body's violent charge, a few small and sharp sword winds took the lead in wiping away Xiao Yao's neck.

Although Xiao Yao didn't know swordsmanship, he saw the subtlety of her sword: fast, accurate, and ruthless!

Don't look at it as an understatement, but the moves that are bred by this move are endless, and there is only one core: one hit!

"What a great swordsmanship!"

The pupils of the quiet eyes contracted suddenly, and Xiao Yao found that he didn't see the flaw in this sword at the first time, so he couldn't help but shout:

"Good time!"

The sound of people moving, the orange rolling palm poked out like lightning, and with a few quick swings, the sword wind was scattered.

Immediately, his left foot suddenly took a big step forward to the side, and when his body tilted, his right palm poked out again, like a dragon going out to sea, and "snapped" on the sword.

With the help of the strength of the sword body rebounding, he centered on his left foot, his body rotated, and not only dodged Xiao Lin's fast, accurate, and ruthless sword, but also appeared behind her side.

With calm eyes, he glanced obliquely at the graceful body that had just passed him, Xiao Yao waved his arms and rolled up two fierce winds, one hitting her back and the other hitting her sword-holding wrist.

The howling wind pressed the white clothes on Xiao Lin's body tightly against the skin, and the curve was even more perfect.

"Drink!"

Xiao Yao was already known for his speed and strength, so Xiao Lin didn't feel the slightest surprise that he easily dodged this sword.

Besides, her sword was a false move, so at the moment when Xiao Yao slapped her palm, Xiao Lin snorted softly again, and her slender waist forcibly twisted around without warning.

"Huh!"

The calf exerts force, and the force is transmitted to the waist, and then reaches the right arm, with the help of this force, the speed of the long sword swing is two or three times faster than before, and an orange arc is drawn, and it slashes down fiercely at the strong wind behind him.

"Good!"

Seeing that Xiao Lin perfectly combined the power skills he taught with this backhand sword, Xiao Yao's eyes suddenly lit up, and he couldn't help but praise loudly.

At the same time, he walked freely, and after making an arc with his right palm, he slapped the sword at the gallop again.

"Bang!"

When the palms and swords collided, Xiao Lin felt a strong force rushing out from Xiao Yao's palm, and the long sword in his hand was forced into a very obvious arc by this force.

But this force was fleeting in the blink of an eye, and the sword body that was pressed into an arc also rebounded back at the moment when the force disappeared, and a "buzzing" earthquake tremor suddenly sounded in the air.

With the help of this rebounding force, Xiao Yao rubbed shoulders with Xiao Lin again and appeared behind her, faster than before.

"Whew!"

With strong palms, he slapped Xiao Lin's back again.

"Again?"

The moment the curved sword body bounced back, Xiao Lin realized that Xiao Yao was using the rebound force to increase her speed again, so as to sneak attack her back.

Therefore, at the same time that Xiao Yao attacked her, Xiao Lin didn't think about it, the soles of her feet touched the ground, the aura gushed out, and the whole person jumped into the sky and avoided Xiao Yao's sneak attack.

Jumping up to a certain level, she twisted her waist, and after her body rotated one hundred and eighty degrees in the air, she swooped down with her big head.

"Whirling Scenery Shadow Sword!"

Xiao Lin snorted, the orange above the long sword skyrocketed, and with the rapid dance of his wrist, the air around Xiao Yao suddenly spun.

In the whirlwind, thousands of sword shadows were like stars shattering and the moon breaking, bursting out countless sword rays, carrying awe-inspiring killing intent, gathering towards Xiao Yao, and everywhere he passed, the stone platform was marked with deep sword marks.

"Whirlwind Shadow Sword?"

Seeing this scene, the black-robed old man's body trembled obviously, and he exclaimed in shock: "In just one week, you have cultivated this mid-grade martial art to such a point?"

"I've just mastered a little bit of the skin!"

said it lightly, but Xiao Zhiyuan's eyes showed a look of approval, being able to master a little fur in such a short period of time is enough to show that Xiao Lin is talented.

Of course, he is also the one who teaches well!

"Alas, I think it took me more than two years to master such a little bit of fur! This person is really more angry than a person!"

The black-robed old man said with a little self-deprecation, his face was a little ugly, as if he was annoyed that his talent was not as good as Xiao Lin.

"Well, you're pretty stupid in that regard!"

Seizing the opportunity, Xiao Zhiyuan "laughed" at the black-robed old man a little, and an indescribable pride appeared on his face.

"You also used it for more than a year, and you are not much better than me!"

The old man in the black robe didn't wonder that Xiao Zhiyuan had some achievements, so he was complacent and proud to show off to him. Therefore, while hearing Xiao Zhiyuan belittle him, he also put gold on his face, and suddenly became unhappy, and he said-for-tat "sarcastic":

"You've studied Shadowless Fist for more than a hundred years, but you haven't even mastered the fur, you're stupider than a pig!"

When the two of them "mocked" each other because they saw Xiao Lin performing the martial arts they had just learned, Xiao Yao's pupils raised his head slightly and stared at Xiao Lin above his head.

"What a weird swordsmanship!"

Looking at the orange sword flowers that flashed out of Xiao Lin's wrist overhead, Xiao Yao sighed with emotion, the power of this whirlwind was somewhat beyond his imagination.

However, he knew that the whirlwind was just an appetizer before the meal, and the real killing move was the real sword in Xiao Lin's hand.

Of course, this cold whirlwind that gathers more and more and the center is rapidly shrinking, it is not easy for a martial artist who has cultivated as a martial artist to resist it.

But Xiao Yao didn't dodge, nor did he attack the whirlwind, those eyes that were always quiet, staring at Xiao Lin who swooped in from mid-air without blinking, he decided to use his body to resist this whirlwind.

"Bang"

Soon, the whirlwind and Xiao Yao's body came into close contact with each other, and a strong air explosion suddenly exploded, the stone platform shook a few times, and a large amount of gravel was swept up by the whirlwind, turning into powder in an instant, gray and cloudy, and there was a figure inside, looming.

"Whoosh!"

In the blink of an eye, the looming figure flew upside down from the gray air, and its clothes were twisted into pieces by the sword shadow in the whirlwind, looking extremely embarrassed.

In some places, large areas of bronzed skin were exposed, and several white marks were clearly visible on them, which was shocking.

"Not even blood?"

Xiao Lin in mid-air, her eyebrows raised, Xiao Yao's physical strength was beyond her imagination. But in an instant, she was swooping down, forcibly twisting her waist again, and her delicate body drew a semicircular arc in mid-air, like a white civet cat, and easily fell to the stone platform.

Immediately, the soles of his feet slammed on the ground, and the whole person was like a leopard foraging for food, "poof" to Xiao Yao, and with a wave of the long sword in his hand, he stabbed quickly and violently at Xiao Yao, who was in mid-air and had nowhere to borrow strength.

"It's so fast!"

Looking at the orange long sword that stabbed like a frightened rabbit, Xiao Yao's pupils shrank suddenly, and the afterglow from the corners of his eyes also skimmed around, and a touch of helplessness suddenly swept between his eyebrows.

Being in mid-air, unless you use "shrinking the ground into inches", it is really difficult to dodge Xiao Lin's rapid attack this time.

"In that case, let me show you my strength!"

As this thought fell, Xiao Lin's long sword was already in front of him. In mid-air, Xiao Yao's orange hands were like a dragon tearing through space, appearing at the tip of the sword as fast as lightning.

"Smack!"

The palms snapped together and clamped the tip of the sword in the middle, like an iron pincer, so that the long sword could not advance a single inch.

"Huh?"

Xiao Lin's brows furrowed, her eyes looking horrified. She found that not only could she not move forward, but it was extremely difficult to even draw it and attack again.

"Roar!"

At the moment when she lost her mind, a low beast roar suddenly sounded in her ears. Immediately, this long sword, under the gaze of several people, bent rapidly, forming an incredible arc.

"Click!"

Suddenly, a slight cracking sound came into the ears of Xiao Lin and the others, whose eyes were wide and full of disbelief.

"Smack!"

In the next second, the long sword, which was bent to the extreme due to the squeezing of both palms, broke in response.

"Whew!"

The sound of breaking the sky sounded, and the broken fragments of the long sword flew in all directions, and Xiao Lin also lost support suddenly, and under the action of inertia, his body flew upside down, his delicate body leaned back, and his hands danced wildly, as if he wanted to maintain the balance of his body, and tried his best to avoid the embarrassment of falling to the ground.