Soon a person walked out and stepped forward in the expectation of everyone, this is a kendo genius in the middle of the Yiling Sect, his face is still a little immature, he is about seventeen years old, with eyebrows and sword eyes, and he looks handsome. is not like Forget Chen's appearance is more feminine, giving people a sissy appearance, but a more masculine handsomeness.

His eyes were very sharp, like a sword, which made people sting, and the whole person stood there quietly like a sharp sword, and the edge was exposed!

"I heard that you have mastered the sword intent, my name is Yang Hui, please advise!" After speaking, the young man named Yang Hui directly pulled out his long sword and pointed it at Forget Chen.

"If you don't dare to give advice, let's learn from it!" Forget Chen replied lightly, and as a return gift, Forget Chen also took out his Ice Spirit Sword.

"The name of the sword is Xinghui, the quasi-king weapon, beware!" Yang Hui didn't say much, but he also pointed out the quality of the long sword in his hand, because he saw that the long sword in Wangchen's hand was just a high-grade spiritual treasure, and there was a quality gap with the sword in his hand.

"The name of the sword is Bingluo, the top grade spirit treasure, sent by a friend!" Forget Chen replied lightly, and in the bottom of his heart, he couldn't help but think of the girl named Yan Xiaobei, the girl who pitted him very miserably.

Yang Hui nodded, and took the lead in attacking, the long sword shook slightly, and there were bursts of sword sounds, and the already sharp aura was even sharper at this time, which is the quality that every swordsman has, the edge is sharp.

Forget Chen squinted slightly, and looked at the young man in front of him, this young man's sword is very sharp, and the artistic conception of Jin has surpassed Dacheng, and it is about to be consummated. Although not every swordsman must comprehend the artistic conception of gold, what suits him is the best. But it is true that the artistic conception of gold is very suitable for swordsmen, sharp and indestructible!

Forget the dust quietly looked at Yang Hui, who was approaching quickly, without the slightest hint of a move. But when Yang Hui's sword was already close at hand, Forget Chen moved, and with a twist of his wrist, a sword flower formed in an instant, flowing as smoothly as flowing water.

Yang Hui frowned slightly when he saw it, and immediately retreated quickly, giving up the attack, the swordsman's divine sense was very keen, and they were able to react in an instant if they were slightly in danger. And the duel between the swordsmen is even more thrilling, because the battle between them is extremely dangerous, and the victory or defeat is often decided in an instant.

The reason why Yang Hui retreated was because he felt danger, mortal danger.

But Forget the dust did not stop because of this, but seized the opportunity and attacked with the trend.

A sword came horizontally, Yang Hui had lost the opportunity, and he didn't force it, so he raised his sword and blocked it vertically. But soon the sword momentum of Forgotten Dust changed, and the trajectory of the sword became vague, like up and down, like left and right.

"Yang Hui has fallen into disadvantage!" soon someone frowned.

"Well, the opportunity has been lost, if he can't take the lead again, so that the rhythm will be completely controlled by that person, and he will never have a chance to turn the tables around!"

Of course, Yang Hui knew that it would not work like this, but the sword of Forgotten Dust was endless, as uninterrupted as water, pervasive, and the swords and swords were all directly approaching his weakness, so that he had to turn back and defend again and again. This made him a little anxious, swordsmen themselves have few flaws, it should be said that they are good at minimizing their own flaws.

He thought that he had done a good job, but the eyes of the person in front of him were too sharp, and the sword was going towards the flaw, what a high level of insight it must be! Yang Hui thought that he could not do it.

"If you continue like this, you will definitely lose! No, you must change, you must change! If you continue like this, you will completely fall into the rhythm of your opponent, and it will be even more impossible to turn over at that time!"

"Golden Sun Breaks the Sky!"

Suddenly, a dazzling golden light bloomed on Yang Hui's long sword, and the terrifying golden sword light swept everywhere, and Forget Chen's feet stepped on small broken steps without retreating but advancing.

"Oh no, Yang Hui is going to lose!" someone immediately shouted.

"What's going on?" There are not only this one person who are puzzled, but there are many more, because in their opinion, this sword is amazingly powerful, and the only way to avoid its edge for the time being is the best choice. Although they saw that Forgotten Dust was still advancing, they only thought that this was just Forgotten Dust's recklessness, and they didn't think that Forgotten Dust could break this sword.

But the results immediately surprised them.

I saw that Forget Chen suddenly took out his sword, and a sword was directly inserted into Yang Hui's sword momentum.

Yang Hui suddenly felt that the long sword in his hand seemed to be out of control, and this move Jin Yang Breaking through the Sky instantly became extremely jerky, even more ugly than the appearance of a child just learning to write, and had completely lost its original charm. It's like a delicate instrument that suddenly gets stuck by something, causing the entire instrument to stop working instantly.

At this moment, Yang Hui really felt an incomparably heavy pressure, and at this moment, Forget Chen instantly became extremely tall in his eyes, and he was like a puppet in front of him, and even faintly showed a look of despair.

Such a high mountain is in front of him, and he actually claims to be big and wants to challenge, isn't this looking for a draw?

Can't win, can't win! Invincible, he's too strong!

For a while, Yang Hui's face was like ashes, and he had no intention of fighting.

"Oops! Yang Hui is finished!" Someone immediately discovered Yang Hui's state.

"What's going on?" Of course, some people don't understand, isn't it just a defeat?

"His sword heart is going to break!" a young man who is also a swordsman answered his question, "If the sword heart is broken, then this swordsman is finished!"

"It's not that serious, isn't it?

"You're not a swordsman, you don't understand!" the swordsman said coldly and arrogantly, and after speaking, he no longer entangled with him, but frowned. Even when he stood on the sidelines, he could still feel the pressure, the invisible pressure that overwhelmed people and made people feel desperate. If you stand in the stadium by yourself, the result will be the same!

There is no hope, there is only despair! This is the abyss of despair, where there is no emptiness at the top and no bottom at the bottom. At this moment, Yang Hui had completely given up resistance, and there was only despair in his eyes, and even the long sword in his hand was unstable.

This scene fell in the eyes of everyone, naturally deep sympathy for Yang Hui, and at the same time revealed resentment towards Forget Chen, this guy is really too deceitful! Yang Hui is over, at this moment, even the teachers of the academy who are standing in the dark watching from a distance are all pale.

It's not that they don't stop it, but when they find out, Yang Hui is already deeply involved. It is useless to stop it anymore, even if his sword heart is not broken, but because of this competition, his heart is deeply demonized, and it is difficult to go further in his life!

"This kid has really gone too far!" said the teacher of the Academy, who was watching secretly, angrily.

This is really a slap in the face in public! And it is also "snapped" and crisp! How can this not make them ashamed and angry as teachers?

"A swordsman can be defeated, but he can't lose his edge! Without a blade, he is no longer a swordsman!"

Yang Hui's empty and desperate eyes regained a glimmer of brilliance at this moment, and a trace of clear aura flashed in his mind, faintly as if he had grasped something, although he didn't understand what was going on, but Yang Hui was indeed awake at this moment. At the same time, the aura on his body also changed, and at this moment, he seemed to understand something.

"He broke through!"

"This is sword intent!"

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