Mu Xinyue smiled slightly and said, "Then please ask Classmate Lin for advice." ”

Lin Beichen nodded and said, "Okay." ”

Raise your hand and draw your sword.

The body is like electricity.

It's still [Basic Swordsmanship Close Quarters Triple Draw].

Sword, soon.

People, it's crazy.

But Mu Xinyue still took out her sword unhurriedly, one move at a time, as if she was stabbing into the air, but in the next moment, it collided with Lin Beichen's long sword incredibly.

Ding Ding Ding!

It's three coarse Martian sputters again.

The sword style was blocked again.

Mu Xinyue said lightly: "Hehe, classmate Lin, give up, it's useless, you try a thousand times and ten thousand times, and the result is the same, the three-sword style can't go beyond the scope of basic swordsmanship, and the cracked version has long been circulated......"

"Really?"

Lin Beichen sneered.

Woohoo!

As soon as the three-sword style ended, the long sword in his hand suddenly burst into three sword shadows.

The shadow was like lightning, and it struck away.

The killing move [Beidou Pro] appeared in the world at this moment.

As one of the invigilators, Ding Sanshi's eyes almost burst out of his sockets.

One sword and three shadows?

This is the third realm's 'Beidou Lin' level of [Beidou Lin], only a picture.

In just one night, this little beast actually cultivated this killing move to such an extent?

The effect of practicing the sword in the dream is simply outrageous.

Say it's too late, then it's too fast.

Bite!

A soft chirp sounded.

Mu Xinyue's wrist was numb, and the long sword in his hand was shaken away.

Poof!

Two light chirps.

The bright red blood flowers burst out on Mu Xinyue's left and right shoulders.

The tip of Lin Beichen's sword had already touched Mu Xinyue's throat.

An inch further, this 'civilian princess' with countless supporters will die.

An uncontrollable exclamation rang out under the ring.

Everyone was scared.

This......

That's it?

Mu Xinyue was directly stunned.

She didn't react at all, what was happening.

"Cracked version?"

Lin Beichen sneered: "Why don't you crack it?"

Mu Xinyue gradually came back to her senses.

Her face turned pale in an instant.

"What you did just now was not the [Basic Sword Technique Close Body Triple Chain]. What kind of swordsmanship is your last sword?" she asked.

Lin Beichen said: "Fourth Company." ”

"Basic swordsmanship close-quarters three companies, and a fourth company?"

Mu Xinyue subconsciously looked at Guan Feidu under the ring.

At this time, the shocked look on Guan Feidu's face slowly unfolded.

How can there be a close-quarters fourth company in basic swordsmanship?

Isn't it a triple?

What's going on?

Also shocked was Wu Xiaofang.

He never dreamed that Mu Xinyue, who was well prepared and had a chance to win, would lose like this without even having a chance to fight with a real killer weapon.

And he lost so completely, so quickly.

"Poof!"

Wu Xiaofang's blood rolled with anger, trembling with anger, and directly spurted out a mouthful of blood, his eyes were dark, and he almost passed out.

Why is this happening?

He's not reconciled.

Once Lin Beichen won the first place in the big competition, according to the agreement, he did not have to pay back the money or be a slave.

It means that if he wants revenge, he will never have the slightest chance.

"The battle is over, Lin Beichen is ......"

The invigilator was about to announce the results of the competition loudly.

"Wait. ”

Lin Beichen suddenly interrupted unexpectedly.

He looked at Mu Xinyue and said with a sneer: "Mu Lucha, I know, there must be one hundred and eleven people in your heart who are not convinced, thinking that it was me who took you by surprise and used new means to catch you off guard, so you were defeated?"

Mu Xinyue didn't speak.

But the stubborn look in her eyes said it all.

Lin Beichen drew his sword and retreated, and said: "Hehe, come on, don't say I won't give you a chance, heal, pick up your sword, let's do it again, I want you to know what real despair is." ”

Mu Xinyue was stunned.

The invigilator was also stunned, and turned his head to look at Chu Zhen, the head of the grade.

Chu Zhen hesitated slightly and nodded slightly.

The invigilator no longer speaks.

In Mu Xinyue's eyes, there was a flame burning: "Okay, you will regret it." ”

Lin Beichen did not speak.

Mu Xinyue restrained the bleeding on both shoulders of herself, and then walked over and picked up the long sword that was shocked away.

Lin Beichen's two swords just now directly grazed and pierced her shoulder, cutting and slashing, not penetrating wounds.

After a little treatment, it no longer affects the performance.

"This time, I don't perform the fourth blow, it's still the [Basic Swordsmanship Close Quarters Triple Draw], you can try it, your so-called cracked version, can you still crack the swordsmanship. ”

Lin Beichen said, the sword of virtue in his hand was like a cold star.

It is the Three Swords pose.

In Mu Xinyue's eyes, the fire was fierce: "This is what you said." ”

She did just that.

The long sword in his hand stabbed out strangely.

It is the trick to crack the Three Swords style.

And yet this time—

Bite!

A crisp metallic symphony sounded.

The sword light in Lin Beichen's hand suddenly accelerated again, like a streamer, almost to the extreme, like mercury pouring into the ground, the moment the long swords struck each other, they directly broke through the block, and they were inserted into her blocking sword gap indiscriminately.

Didn't block it?

How can it be!

Mu Xinyue was shocked.

Bang!

The spine of the sword twitched at her waist.

A numbness in the abdomen.

Mu Xinyue flew out more than ten meters like a cloud, and half-knelt on the ground.

A touch of red slowly overflowed at the corners of his mouth like mutton fat and white jade.

"How's that? Can you crack it?"

Lin Beichen put away his sword and stood.

Mu Xinyue's hair band broke, and her black hair poured down her temples like a waterfall, half-covering her face.

She looked up in a voice that bordered on growling, "How did you do that?"

Lin Beichen said lightly: "I can't figure it out, is it? Hehe, the cracked version you rely on is just some mediocre people who think they are smart, and they can only block those students who have not completely eaten the Three Swords Style, how can these fools understand that the real Three Swords Style, like flowing water without a long line, is ever-changing, and moves at will, how can those rigid and sluggish moves be blocked?"

Under the ring.

Guan Feidu's face was full of anger.

He could hear that Lin Beichen's words were for him.

It's a direct slap in the face.

This scum......

What a guts.

Guan Feidu made a note to Lin Beichen in his heart.

In the ring.

"I know, you're still not convinced. ”

Lin Beichen said: "People like you are too good at making excuses for yourself, do you think that you have worked hard to cultivate, and you are ready to use it to make a splash in the one-star sword technique [Star Picking Sword Technique], and you haven't used it yet, as long as you are given a chance, you will definitely defeat me, right?"

Mu Xinyue said coldly: "Yes, do you dare to let me use the [Star Picking Sword Technique] to fight fairly?"

"Hehe, a fair fight? Ridiculous, isn't the battle just now fair?"

Lin Beichen looked mocking and ridiculed, and said, "But, come on, I'll give you another chance to convince you." ”

As he spoke, he hooked his hands.

"Ah......h

Mu Xinyue roared angrily, wiped the blood from the corners of her mouth, and her body rushed like an arrow off the string.

The long sword in his hand buzzed and vibrate, conjuring up a series of misty sword lights.

It was as if the stars in the sky were twinkling.

A true star-entry sword skill.

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