Zhang Ruochen held the Gushui sword, climbed the battle platform, and stood opposite Xie Yunfan, the two of them were ten zhang apart.

"Changsheng Academy, Lin Yue. ”

When Xie Yunfan saw that No. 78 was actually Lin Yue, the corners of his mouth suddenly rose slightly, and there was an indescribable joy in his heart.

He had long wanted to teach Lin Yue a lesson, but Lin Yue had been hiding in Zixia Spirit Mountain, so he had never been able to find a suitable opportunity.

Unexpectedly, the sword competition of three hundred and sixty-eight people actually made him meet Lin Yue.

Otherwise, the road is narrow.

Today, Xie Yunfan was going to humiliate Lin Yue in the eyes of everyone, so that he would never be able to raise his head in the Liangyi Sect in the future.

When the time comes, see what other face he has to face the junior sister?

Recalling the picture of Senior Sister Qi being held in Lin Yue's arms, Xie Yunfan's mood was difficult to calm down, and he couldn't wait to crush Lin Yue's bones and scatter ashes.

"Why? I didn't dare to go to the battle stage, could it be that I was afraid?"

Xie Yunfan finally controlled his emotions, let out a long breath, pinched the short sword between his fingers, and played with it gently, looking relaxed and natural, as if he had eaten Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen held one hand behind his back, and pinched the Gushui Sword with the other, and he was really a little grateful to Yunfan.

Just because of a woman, every time Xie Yunfan sees him, he is like seeing an enemy who killed his father and took his wife, either sneering or looking down on people, and always feels that Zhang Ruochen seems to be far inferior to him.

Once or twice, Zhang Ruochen endured it and didn't want to worry about him.

But he is so self-righteous every time, Zhang Ruochen is really a little unaccustomed to it.

Under the battle platform, a sound of ridicule sounded, and it was obvious that those inner disciples and contestants also had the same idea as Xie Yunfan, and they all felt that Lin Yue was a coward.

"Senior Brother Xie, kick that coward off the battlefield, how can Senior Sister Qi be with someone like him. ”

An inner disciple of the Immortal Academy, standing in the crowd, said coldly with a look of disdain: "If you are afraid, admit defeat quickly, don't embarrass our Immortal Academy." ”

Xie Yunfan's mood was even more pleasant, and a smug smile finally appeared on his face, and he said, "Lin Yue, it's already quite good luck that you can meet me." I'm ...... at most Kick your face twice, and if you meet other bad-tempered guys, I'm afraid your life will be in danger. ”

"Is there an end, is there still a fight?"

Zhang Ruochen was a little impatient, no matter how good his patience was, it had been polished by Xie Yunfan.

Seeing that Lin Yue dared to be so arrogant in front of him, Xie Yunfan's good mood suddenly swept away, and he snorted coldly: "Since you want to find death, I will fulfill you." ”

In Xie Yunfan's hand, the one-foot-long short sword spun quickly, and he was about to stab Zhang Ruochen with a sword.

Before the sword could be stabbed out, Xie Yunfan felt a strong wind surging towards him, blowing his body a little unsteadily.

Not good......

Sensing that something was wrong, Xie Yunfan's face changed suddenly, and he immediately supported a thick layer of body protection Shenggang.

Xie Yunfan is the cultivation of the eighth transformation of the fish dragon, and he has opened up all the five holy veins.

Therefore, the holy qi in his body was very majestic, and the condensed body protection saint gang was like a spherical iron wall, indestructible.

Zhang Ruochen appeared in front of Xie Yunfan, slapped a palm forward, and hit the body protection Shenggang, and immediately struck out a circle of ripples, slapping Xie Yunfan away.

There was a loud "boom", and Xie Yunfan flew upside down.

Then, his feet fell to the ground, his body uncontrollable, and he quickly fell backwards until he reached the edge of the battle platform, and he was able to stand on his feet.

Xie Yunfan gasped for breath, he was so shocked that he almost lost his soul, he didn't expect Lin Yue's cultivation to be so terrifying. If he hadn't reacted fast enough, I'm afraid he would have fallen off the battlefield and lost the competition.

Just came back to his senses, Xie Yunfan was not ready to fight, and in his pupils, a sword shadow continued to enlarge from far to near.

"Huh!"

The next moment, a sword was already against Xie Yunfan's neck, and the cold air emanating from the sword made his neck numb.

Zhang Ruochen's body stood straight, looking light and light, still with one hand behind his back, one hand holding the sword, with the scabbard attached, pointing at Xie Yunfan's neck, and said expressionlessly: "Do you admit defeat?"

Before many people could react, Xie Yunfan had already been defeated.

Seeing the results of the battle platform, the audience was silent, everyone's eyes widened, and everyone gasped.

"How can it be so strong?"

Originally, Xu Changsheng sat on the chair steadily, ready to watch Xie Yunfan teach Lin Yue a lesson.

But at this moment, his hands were clenched tightly, and the whole person suddenly stood up, staring at Lin Yue on the battle platform in disbelief.

A mere new Saint Disciple defeated Xie Yunfan?

If it is said that Xie Yunfan deliberately released water, it is absolutely impossible, Xie Yunfan regards Lin Yue as a great enemy of life and death.

The five demi-saints sitting above also saw an amazing scene on the A-shaped battle platform.

Even in their state of mind, they were shocked a lot, and they all looked at each other.

Among them, Zixia Half-Saint's mood fluctuations were the strongest, and the eyes that looked at Lin Yue became both shocked and bitter, but more heartfelt joy.

"It turns out that his strength is so strong. ”

Zixia Half-Saint didn't know what to say, he thought that Lin Yue had an adventure, and his heart was overtly swollen for a while, so he would sign up for the sword competition of the eighth transformation level of the fish dragon.

Unexpectedly, he really had the strength to compete with the Eighth Transformation Cultivator, and the reason why he was so stubborn was completely due to his inner self-confidence.

"This little one...... It was unexpected. ”

Zixia Half-Saint chuckled, a smug look on her face.

A demi-saint with a red mole on his eyebrows next to him laughed: "The afterlife is terrifying, it is really the afterlife is terrifying." Zixia Half-Saint, I didn't expect you to have a time when you looked away, such an excellent disciple, you Immortal Academy don't want it, this seat really wants to admit him to Mokong Academy. ”

Zixia Half-Saint glanced at the Half-Saint coldly, and said, "You move a finger to try it, and see if this seat doesn't turn the Mokong Courtyard upside down." ”

Jinglan Half-Saint also showed joy, nodded, and said: "This son's heart is very extraordinary, not arrogant or impatient, and there is a kind of sharpness that only young people have in his stability, plus he climbed to the top of the second mountain at a young age, if he can continue to persevere, he may become a generation of sword saints in time and become famous all over the world." ”

The Liangyi Sect was able to produce such an outstanding talent, of course, all the demi-saints were quite pleased, and it was expected that Lin Yue would definitely shine at the Kendo Conference and become one of the hottest figures among the disciples of the Holy Transmission in one fell swoop.

On the battle platform.

Xie Yunfan didn't dare to come out, he was quite unconvinced, gritted his teeth and said, "I'm not convinced." I'm not ready, you make a sneak attack, even if you win, what kind of ability is it? If you have the ability, you put away your sword first, and we will fight again. ”

Zhang Ruochen shook his head and withdrew his sword.

Xie Yunfan's face was overjoyed, a killing intent flashed in his eyes, and a sword stabbed out with lightning speed, hitting Zhang Ruochen's heart.

Before Xie Yunfan touched Zhang Ruochen's body, he was kicked in the face by Zhang Ruochen, imprinted a bloody shoe print, and with a bang, he fell off the battlefield, fell into the crowd, and fainted.

In fact, when Zhang Ruochen kicked him in the face, Xie Yunfan had already fainted, but it was not that Xie Yunfan did not fall.

If it was someone else, Zhang Ruochen might give him a chance.

As for Xie Yunfan...... Zhang Ruochen really didn't want to see him again.

Zhang Ruochen walked off the battle platform with his hands behind his back, returned to his position, and sat down.

Suddenly, the inner disciples of the entire Jiazi Battle Platform were completely boiling, shouting the name of "Lin Yue" loudly, and the sound shook most of the Imperial Spirit Mountain.

Originally, those disciples of the Immortal Academy who looked down on Lin Yue now straightened their backs, and they all felt quite honored to be able to become Lin Yue's junior disciples and nephews.

"Senior Brother Lin Yue is unparalleled in talent, and his cultivation is world-famous, and we can only look up. ”

"No wonder Senior Sister Qi would fall in love with Senior Brother Lin Yue, originally Senior Brother Lin Yue was not only handsome and extraordinary, but his own cultivation was also so powerful. As long as it is a woman, she will definitely like such a man. A young female disciple said rather nymphomaniac.

In addition to the silkworm winter, the Immortal Academy has another peerless Tianjiao rising.

Next up is the seventy-nine and eighty battles.

Zhang Ruochen began to carefully observe the battle between the two of them.

Because, Zhang Ruochen's next opponent is the winner of the two of them.

"Taiqing Palace, Zhao Wuyan. ”

A young man standing on the left said in a cold voice.

Opposite him was an old woman with a full head of silver hair, but she looked energetic and said, "Su Nuyuan, Fan Jing." ”

Elder Fan Jing is a Tsing Yi elder of the Su Women's Academy, more than 100 years old, and his strength is of course quite strong, and the first move he casts is the ghost-level mid-grade swordsmanship, the snow-mountain swordsmanship.

"Remnants of snow-capped mountains. ”

The ghost-level mid-grade swordsmanship is naturally infinitely powerful.

As soon as Elder Fan Jing's sword move came out, all of a sudden, hundreds of sword qi appeared on the entire battle platform.

Snowflakes are falling from the sky.

The ground formed a thick layer of ice.

"Huh!"

As she stabbed out with a sword, hundreds of sword qi gathered together and condensed into the form of a mountain, exuding a terrifying and powerful momentum.

Even the inner disciples under the battle platform could feel the chill coming to their faces, as if there was really a snow-capped mountain pressing down.

"Elder Fan Jing's sword realm is really extraordinary, it should be that he has cultivated Jian Yi to the second level realm, plus the power of the ghost-level mid-grade swordsmanship. Among the monks of the eighth transformation of the fish dragon, there are definitely not many people who can block her sword. A disciple of the Holy Tradition said.

Just when everyone, all of them were amazed by Elder Fan Jing's swordsmanship, only Zhang Ruochen was the only one who stared at Zhao Wuyan's body.

In the face of Elder Fan Jing's powerful sword, Zhao Wuyan still seemed quite calm.