"The two of them choose their weapons first. The referee said from the side.

In the final finals, you can use the weapons specially prepared by the organizers, although these weapons are all steel, but they are not opened, and they cannot cut the body, but it will still hurt when cut on the body.

Tang Lin walked to the weapon rack next to him, glanced at it, and selected a spear.

The young man chose a war knife, the knife has always been closely related to human beings, whether it is the scissors that cut the navel belt at birth, the kitchen knife of life, the wood knife, or the razor, they have long been familiar to human beings, most of the martial artists, will choose the war knife This kind of weapon, it is easy to start, and it is easy to practice to the realm of Xiaocheng.

"Race, start. The referee announced loudly.

Tang Lin held a jet-black spear and stood on the martial platform like a nail, waiting for the attack.

The young man recalled the hall master's words, knowing that he was not Tang Lin's opponent, and his purpose was to consume his physical strength, he let out a low snort, and showed his most proficient set of cumbersome knife techniques, although this knife technique was not applicable, but it was extremely gorgeous, and it was like a thousand war knives splitting out, which was dazzling.

To resist such a sword, it will definitely take a lot of strength.

The young man's sword brandished and rushed towards Tang Lin.

"Hmph!" Tang Lin's expression was cold, the spear in his hand was tightly grasped, his palm slid to the hilt of the gun, and he slashed from top to bottom against the gorgeous knife curtain.

Boom!

The sword light disappeared, and the young man's body was shocked and flew out, and the tiger's mouth cracked.

The referee glanced at the young man and announced, "In the first game, Tang Lin won!"

The audience was stunned.

Although everyone had some understanding of Tang Lin's strength, they didn't expect that when they could pick a high-level martial artist with just one shot, you must know that if this young man can represent the Tianlong Martial Arts Gym in battle, he is by no means an ordinary high-level martial artist.

"Rice bucket!" The black-clothed middle-aged man sitting next to the city lord scolded in his heart, although he didn't expect this young man to win, but he didn't expect that he didn't even have the strength to entangle Tang Lin, he just knocked him down with one shot, losing face.

At this point, the second game immediately began.

After waiting for a long time, at one end of the martial arts, a figure dressed in white like snow walked step by step along the steps, and the whole audience became quiet in an instant, and everyone's eyes fell on the young man in white.

Xie Jianfeng!

These three words are like thunder, and they have long been well-known in the entire Dragon Elephant City.

The referee glanced at Xie Jianfeng and said, "Choose your weapon." ”

Xie Jianfeng nodded slightly, walked to the weapon rack next to him, and pulled out a Qingfeng sword from it, the narrow sword body was like satin, in the palm of his hand, as if this was not a sword, but a beautiful paintbrush.

Tang Lin's eyes flashed, he grabbed the spear with his palm and threw it towards the weapon rack, and the handle of the gun was firmly inserted into the weapon rack.

The referee looked at Tang Lin and said in surprise: "You want to change weapons?"

"It's not. Tang Lin raised his palm and said, "This is my weapon." ”

"You want to be bare-handed?" the referee said in surprise.

You must know that weapons are equivalent to an extension of the body, which is extremely important, two people with similar strength, one has weapons and the other does not have weapons, so there is almost no suspense about the outcome of the victory.

Seeing Tang Lin's actions, everyone in the audience was a little stunned, and then some people muttered quietly, feeling that Tang Lin was too conceited.

Tang Lin stood quietly on the martial platform, ignoring all the skeptical gazes.

Only a few people know that the hardest thing in the world is not steel, but human bones!

Xie Jianfeng clenched the long sword in his hand, walked to the side of Wutai, looked at Tang Lin indifferently, and said, "I won't show mercy to my subordinates for this, and besides, I will let you know the price of despising me!"

Tang Lin snorted coldly and did not respond.

The eyes of the two met in the air, as if rubbing into a burst of fierce sparks.

Peak showdown,-for-tat!

"Play, begin!" the referee announced loudly.

Sou!

Xie Jianfeng's body flashed, and he stepped on the ghostly footwork, but in just three or two steps, he actually crossed a distance of four or five zhang and appeared in front of Tang Lin, and the Qingfeng Sword in his hand slanted upward.

Tang Lin leaned back, dodging the sharp and fast sword, and his palm buckled towards Xie Jianfeng's wrist.

Xie Jianfeng reacted extremely quickly, and as soon as his body turned, he appeared behind Tang Lin, and the long sword in his hand stabbed straight out, and the sword light carried a cold aura.

Tang Lin didn't look back, and kicked back.

Boom!

The tip of the sword poked into the backbone, and the pain was sharp like a needle. And Tang Lin's foot also kicked accurately on Xie Jianfeng's lower abdomen, and the two of them each took a few steps back.

Xie Jianfeng's brow furrowed, leaving a gray footprint on his snow-white clothes, his fingers clenched the spear, and with a low roar, it swept in like a hurricane.

"Bury the snow!"

The sword light in Xie Jianfeng's hand was like a waterfall and heavy snow, glowing with countless sword light cold shadows, directly pressing down on Tang Lin's face, with a strong aura of oppression.

Feeling the whistling sound of windmill-like rotation, Tang Lin was secretly shocked in his heart, and his body quickly retreated backwards, because Xie Jianfeng was quite affected in the speed of his body technique when he used his sword technique, so he did not catch up with Tang Lin, so that this "burial snow" sword technique did not envelop Tang Lin's body.

"If my swordsmanship reaches the realm of the unity of heaven and man, it will be integrated with footwork, within a radius of ten zhang, as long as the mind is moved, the sword is indestructible. Xie Jianfeng's cold pupils flashed with a strange light, "I hope this battle can give me some insight." ”

Sou!

His body flashed, and he quickly approached Tang Lin, and the sword light in his hand re-exerted it, enveloping Tang Lin's body.

Countless sword lights were like a big windmill, as long as they touched it slightly, even if the sword was not opened and the edge was blunt, it would shave Tang Lin's body to the ground.

Tang Lin's expression was solemn, he had never seen such a powerful sword technique, and at this moment, while dodging, he observed Xie Jianfeng's actions.

During his experience in the Misty Swamp, he learned two most important things, the first is to be calm, and the second is to observe!

No matter what the danger is, you must learn to be calm so that you can carefully observe the flaws and loopholes of your opponent.

Observe and cope.

Everyone in the audience was shocked, they didn't expect Xie Jianfeng to be so powerful, especially this elegant and sharp swordsmanship, which could never be learned without thousands of tempers.

"Looking at it like this, I'm afraid that Xie Jianfeng is going to win. ”

"It's hard to say until the game is over. ”

"Look, then Xie Jianfeng is about to perform a killing move. ”

Under the gaze of everyone in the audience, Xie Jianfeng took a deep breath and slowly raised his palm, and the energy in his body quickly wrapped around the long sword like a flame, making the blade glow with sharp white sword qi.

"Not good!" the face of the owner of the Heavenly Dragon Martial Arts Hall changed.

Tang Tian, who was sitting on the other side, frowned, with a puzzled look on his face, and then, his eyes suddenly widened.

"It's the 'Pure Yang Sword'!" Tang Tian said in shock.

"Pure Yang Sword?" Tang Long looked at his father in surprise.

Tang Tian didn't seem to hear his words, his eyes were still on the stage, staring at the posture in Xie Jianfeng's hand, his expression was gloomy as water, and he said word by word: "It will never be wrong, it is one of the three major moves on the Pure Yang Martial Classic, the Pure Yang One Sword!"

"Pure Yang Martial Arts?" Tang Long was taken aback.

"The people of the Tianlong Martial Arts Pavilion, how can there be a Pure Yang Martial Classic......?

Tang Tian nodded slowly, a haze on his face.

......

At this time, Tang Lin on the stage seemed to feel something, looking at the long sword with a strong sword aura, his body quickly retreated, his eyes flashed, his legs were firmly rooted on the wooden board, the green tendons on his fists bulged, the power of the dragon pattern in his right hand flowed, and a strong force filled the fist.

Burst!

A brilliant sword light like a meteor streaked by.

This beautiful sword, this sword that crowns the world, seems to be a brilliant light, and it is so beautiful that it is intoxicating.

Everyone was amazed by the style of this sword.

The sword light pointed directly at Tang Lin's chest.

When he was about to hit, Tang Lin's body suddenly moved a few inches, causing the sword light to stab on his left arm and shoulder, and at this time, his fist had already smashed out.

Boom!

smashed into Xie Jianfeng's chest.

All the flow of time seems to stand still in an instant.

In the silence of the audience, the long sword in Xie Jianfeng's hand fell, making a crisp sound, his body landed high on the end of the martial platform like a bird with broken wings, four or five ribs were broken in his chest, and blood gushed out of his mouth.

Everyone held their breath.

With just one punch, Xie Jianfeng was beaten to the point of vomiting blood!

Tang Lin pointed a finger and quickly sealed the acupoint on his shoulder, so that the wound stabbed by the sword light stopped bleeding, although there was a purple-maned beast skin block, but this sword light penetrated too strongly, and it still cut some wounds on his skin, but it was only a minor external injury.

Tang Lin stepped on the long sword, strode towards Xie Jianfeng, like a ferocious giant, grabbed Xie Jianfeng's clothes with one hand, and slammed his knee hard, hitting Xie Jianfeng's stomach, knocking him over his stomach.

Bang bang bang!

After hammering three punches in a row, Xie Jianfeng's strength was scattered, and he was softly carried by Tang Lin, without any strength to fight back.

Boom!

Tang Lin shook his palm and threw his body out of the martial platform.

There was silence, only the sound of breathing.

In the VIP seat, Hongxue gently covered her red lips and looked at Tang Lin incredulously, she didn't expect that his style of play would be so savage and bold, and he took the sharp sword with his body, and hit Xie Jianfeng hard in a single hand, and won the victory.

The lively square seems to have lost the slightest sound.

In the silence, the referee loudly announced the result: "Tang Lin, win!"

The faces of the people in the Tianlong Martial Arts Hall were like ashes, looking at Xie Jianfeng who fell to the ground, their hearts were full of sadness, a generation of geniuses, they were so embarrassed at this moment.

Sou!

At this moment, Tang Tian's body swept out violently, standing beside Xie Jianfeng, his eyes were sharp, and he said, "Who taught your Pure Yang Sword?"

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