Chapter Seventy-Five: The Left Hand

Chen He looked at Lin Yi in disbelief, Lin Yi broke this water balloon so simply, under his nose.

"How, how is it possible, in an instant, my lore will be cracked!" Chen He said in surprise.

This water polo also has its drawbacks, once it is attacked by a powerful force, it cannot be restored, it can be said to be a disposable appliance, it is good that it has not been destroyed, and it will not have any effect after destruction, so that everything is meaningless.

"This won't be your last move, right?" Lin Yi asked.

"This is my last move. Chen He said dumbfoundedly.

Looking at Chen He's appearance, Lin Yi had no choice but to say, "That's it, it's over." ”

"Lin Yi, are you going to the gladiatorial arena now?" Chen He said.

"Yes, what?" Lin Yi said.

"I'll go with you, there's nothing else to do right now anyway, at least I can watch your fights and learn something." Chen He said.

"Well, no problem, let's go together. Lin Yi said.

On the way to the gladiatorial arena, Lin Yi said again: "Do you know that kind of practice is very wrong, wrapping others with water balloons, but you can't attack, this kind of trick is a bit chicken, do you understand?"

Chen He thought for a moment, and then he said: "Maybe it's just a little chicken now, and you can use some tricks to make this move more perfect in the future." ”

"More perfect?" Lin Yi said with some doubts.

"Yes, but I don't know how to build the coordination skill of this move yet, after all, I'm only a trainee disciple now, and it's never too late to think about it when I have the sword soul. Chen He said.

"Is that so? If you want to make this trick perfect, you can try to do it in the water. Lin Yi said.

"Well, that's a good idea, you figured it out in an instant, so fast, right?" Chen He said.

"It's just theory, it's not practiced yet, there's nothing to say. Lin Yi shook his head and said.

At this moment, they have already walked to the gladiatorial arena, and after receiving the lesson of the last time, Lin Yi will not go to the intermediate arena to fight again, lest he encounter a strong man like that braggart again, but he will be completely abused by them.

He walked to the primary field and handed the token in his hand to the manager, who carefully examined the token and said, "Bai Bo, you have won three times in a row, and you will be rewarded for winning two more times, good luck." ”

"Well, thank you. Lin Yi said.

Seeing the disciples of the Ancient Sect fighting above, Lin Yi walked to the back, and Chen He asked suspiciously, "Why does he call you Baibo?"

Lin Yi pointed to the token in the manager's hand and said softly: "This is the token given to me by someone else, otherwise I am not qualified to compete here." ”

"Oh, that means that although the token belongs to someone else, it can also be used for you, right?" Chen He said.

"Sort of, after all, there aren't too many requirements in this regard, here, the token is only used for competition qualification, so you can use someone else's. Lin Yi said.

"But if you think about it carefully, although junior disciples don't have much ability to go to the intermediate field, or even the advanced field, those intermediate disciples and senior disciples can come to the primary field, right?

is so reasonable, Lin Yi doesn't know what to say, maybe those things are not as simple as Lin Yi thinks.

Indeed, the token can be exchanged to reach the occasion they want to go, and fight with the opponent they want to fight, but the management personnel under the ring are not decorations, one of their tasks is to identify whether the personnel on the stage are fake to fight on the stage, of course, they focus more on observing those masters to run to low-level occasions to make trouble, after all, this is a typical no-nonsense to find trouble, will inevitably be severely punished, and if it is a low-level occasion of people to run to high-level occasions to compete, generally speaking, managers will not care, because there is nothing bad about this, but can make the weak see their own shortcomings, to the stronger than him to keep up, this is the unspoken rule of the gladiatorial arena.

The winner has been divided on the stage, the game is nearing the end, the victor is happy and cheering, the loser is depressed and lonely, this seems to have become the attitude of ordinary people to win and lose, in Lin Yi's heart I feel that there is nothing to win or lose, you win just because you didn't find a stronger opponent than you, you lose just because you don't see a weaker opponent than you, these invisible truths are a few people can understand, but those most people habitually wander in the mood of complacent or inferiority, no matter which point, it will eventually affect their own growth。

"I'm going up, let's go first. Lin Yi said.

"Okay, I'll stay here and watch your game, and let me take a good look at how much stronger you are than between!" Chen He said excitedly.

Lin Yi had been in the gladiatorial arena once before the mission, perhaps because he had not met an opponent, so he was not defeated in the primary arena, but it did not mean that the junior disciples of the entire ancient sect were weaker than him, so Lin Yi came here again with the idea of looking for a similar opponent.

On the stage, the two sides had the etiquette before the fight, and Lin Yi said: "Bai Bo, the second stage of the junior disciple." The other party said: "Zuo Xuan, junior disciple third stage." ”

After the two sides saluted each other, the game officially began.

Lin Yi quickly drew his sword and rushed towards the opponent, stabbing the opponent in the chest with a sword, but the opponent dodged away instantly, drew his sword and slashed Lin Yi's body, Lin Yi quickly bent down the critical ground, and bounced himself to the other side with his free hand to the ground, looking at the opponent with his eyes, he found that the other party was actually holding a sword in his left hand.

"You, are you left-handed?!" Lin Yi said with some surprise.

"That's right, I'm left-handed, why, can't I win because of this?" Zuo Xuan said.

I have to say that Lin Yi is the first time to meet a guy with a sword in his left hand, he is inexperienced in such an opponent, and Zuo Xuan basically faces a person with a sword in his right hand every time he fights, which seems to be a little bad for Lin Yi, who is used to fighting with a sword in his right hand, but it doesn't matter, after all, he is fighting in order to gain more combat experience, so Lin Yi will not be afraid.

"Nothing, just a slight surprise. Lin Yi said.

Then, Lin Yi attacked again, this time from left to right. "Ping-pong!" The crisp voice sounded instantly, and the opponent flicked Lin Yi's sword away after defending it, and then slashed at Lin Yi, Lin Yi turned around at high speed and swung the sword to the opponent's left hand, and the opponent gave up the attack to block Lin Yi's attack.

Seeing Lin Yi's powerful attack, Zuo Xuan couldn't help but smile, and he said to Lin Yi: "It's the first time I've met someone like you who attacks like you. ”