Xiao Lin stood on the competition platform, holding a long sword in his hand, quietly waiting for his opponent to play, he originally thought he was late, but he didn't expect his opponent to be later than him.

However, Xiao Lin didn't bother to care about this kind of trivial matter, his mind has been thinking about the next schedule now, if he can win this competition today, then he has completed the goal set for him by the Tianxiang Throne at the beginning, and entered the finals of the martial arts competition, that is, to break into the ranks of the top eight.

"If you keep going, you should play Situ Yun in the regional finals. Xiao Lin lowered his head and thought, he originally thought that if he completed the goal, then he would not have to work hard to survive, and losing the game was not a big deal, as long as he did not delay his participation in the talent training camp.

However, after Linglong and Situ Yun fought, Xiao Lin changed his mind, and he decided that he would have to fight with Situ Yun no matter what, not only for himself, but also for Linglong.

"You must not lose this competition today!" Xiao Lin's eyes suddenly sharpened, "Even if it is the next game, you can't lose!"

"This kid's eyes have changed?" Su He, who was standing on the side, looked at Xiao Lin a little strangely, "Stimulated?" Although he felt Ziyue's energy fluctuations before, he didn't know that it was his apprentice who was competing with Ziyue.

It didn't take long for Xiao Lin's opponent to finally come to the stage, a young man with a flushed face, still burping while coming on stage, and a strong smell of alcohol wafted over from afar.

Xiao Lin looked dumbfounded: "That's okay, I thought there was something wrong with this kid, it turned out that he was drinking?"

Su He also looked at this child with a smile and a smile, this is good, Xiao Lin has met a companion, this pair of opponents are all wine putty, one went to drink as soon as the competition ended, and the other was simply drunk before the competition, what a pair of living treasures.

"I remember his name is Xiao Yuelai?" Xiao Lin tilted his head and looked at his opponent, as if he was the first in a certain group to break in, and the fact that a small country player can break into the third round proves that the opponent's means are not weak, and he can't be careless.

This tournament came out one after another, before he was almost pulled off by a player from a small country, after that competition, Xiao Lin no longer had any contempt in his heart.

After all, he didn't have anything to be proud of, he had already started his cultivation very late, you must know that those players from the big imperial families had already begun to cultivate systematically at the age of four or five, and they were exposed to the most top-notch exercises and enjoyed the most abundant resources.

Before Xiao Lin met Su He, he had not received this level of training, at most, Old Man Yun gave a few random instructions, which did not help him improve his own strength at all, and his strength progress period only began after entering the Black Court.

It has always been rumored that the cultivation of those with ability cannot lose at the starting line, and Xiao Lin is more than just losing

At the starting line, everyone has already turned two corners, and he has just started.

"When you're ready, you're ready to go. Su He motioned for Xiao Lin to start the competition.

As soon as Su He's words fell, a violent momentum suddenly erupted from Xiao Lin's body, his body was blurred for a while, and he immediately swept towards Xiao Yue, the long sword in his hand slashed out in the air, and the Dao sword light flickered.

Xiao Yue originally looked drunk, but when he saw Xiao Lin doing it, his eyes suddenly changed, and he couldn't see half of his drunkenness at all, and a strong momentum also erupted on his body, mixed with a smell of wine, and rushed towards Xiao Lin head-on.

A fierce fist wind poured out from Xiao Yue's hand and blasted towards Xiao Lin's sword light.

"Bang"

The sword light and the fist wind collided in the air, and suddenly both of them shattered into a piece of mist, spreading towards the surroundings, Xiao Lin's figure flashed and approached Xiao Yue again, the long sword in his hand lit up with a layer of strange fluctuations, the Nian breathing method turned rapidly, and a sword light that was imperceptible to the naked eye slashed out towards Xiao Yue.

"Heart Sword Technique: Yang!"

Xiao Lin snorted in his mouth, and without saying a word, he used his heart swordsmanship, after all, he had only been in contact with kendo for a short time, and in the third round of the knockout round, he could no longer achieve obvious results by using ordinary sword moves.

Before, Su He also asked him not to use his swordsmanship easily, but at this point, if he wanted to win the competition, he didn't care whether this set of swordsmanship would be noticed by others.

"Alas. Su He also sighed lightly in his heart, and a trace of worry flashed in his heart, once or twice may be fine, but if Xiao Lin uses the Heart Sword Technique every time he fights in the future, sooner or later he will be noticed by someone with a heart, and it is estimated that it will be a lot of trouble at that time.

"Kendo is in a hurry. Su He sighed lightly in his heart, it would take a lot of time for Xiao Lin to really get started on the way to the sword, which was the kung fu of the water mill.

"Drunk life and death!" Xiao Yue also let out a low shout in his mouth, and a strong fist wind suddenly surged up on his body, and countless fist shadows rose into the sky, blasting towards Xiao Lin's sword light.

Immediately after that, a series of violent explosions sounded, like artillery fire, one after another in the field, and it took a long time to stop.

Xiao Lin and Xiao Yue stood at both ends of the competition platform, staring at each other, both a little stunned in their hearts, they didn't expect that their tricks to press the bottom of the box had no effect.

"It's really evil. Xiao Lin muttered vigorously in his heart, "Why are they so powerful? The third round is so troublesome, if I get to the next game, won't I have to lose every minute?"

Xiao Yue also looked at Xiao Lin with a very solemn face, he had also observed Xiao Lin's battle before, and felt that this kid would also be able to make a little swordsmanship, and the black flame looked a little weird, but there was nothing else to do, if he encountered it in the game, he should not encounter too much hindrance, but after a few rounds, he failed to gain any upper hand, and the two fought on an equal footing.

"Drunk life and death?" Su He was attracted by Xiao Yue's boxing technique, "This kid's boxing technique is drunk life and death?"

"Hey, I heard you right

, is that drunk life and death?" A spectator in the stands also looked at Xiao Yue on the competition platform with a look of surprise, and said in disbelief.

"What is that?" another viewer asked, confused.

"You are uneducated, you don't know such a famous boxing technique?"

"Tell me about it, then. ”

"It is said that this set of punches was created by an alcoholic. The audience member whispered, and everyone around them pricked up their ears and listened carefully.

"That drunkard used to wander the streets every day, making a living by begging for food and picking up rags, and when he had a little money, he used it to exchange for drinks, and he lived freely every day. ”

"And then?"

Then one day, he met a few thugs, who seemed to be horses from local gangs. The viewer continued, "When I see someone picking up rags, I want to go up and bully them and have some fun." ”

"That drunkard is actually a master?"

"You were right, the drunk crackled and punched, and those little gangsters were instantly knocked down, crying and running away. ”

"Really?"

"It's not over, those boys couldn't swallow this breath, so they went to the gang and invited the masters to come back to the field, but a few cried, and in the end no one dared to trouble him anymore, and they also offered him as an ancestor, and they couldn't finish the wine they sent every day. ”

"Why is it so evil? Could it be that any beggar on the street can be a master?"

The drunkard later left, and threw a book of exercises to the gang, saying that it was the money for drinking these days, and that gang relied on this set of exercises to become one of the top gangs of the year. ”

"Wait, I'm wondering which gang it is. One viewer said, "It can't be the drunken Arhat of one of the three major gangs back then." ”

"That's right, but then the gang disappeared all at once, and I don't know what happened. ”

Just as the audience was enthusiastically discussing the rumors of the past, Xiao Lin and Xiao Yue were fighting again, and the two of them directly started a hand-to-hand white-knuckle battle, Xiao Yue wore a pair of fist gloves on his hand, and Xiao Lin's long sword collided continuously, with a clanging collision sound, and sparks splashed around.

"A spot in the finals is mine. Xiao Yue said coldly while fighting with Xiao Lin.

Before Xiao Lin could open his mouth to refute, he was smoked by Xiao Yue's wine and his stomach turned upside down, and he frowned: "Your bad breath is so serious, don't talk, I don't want to deal with you." ”

Xiao Yue's face sank, Xiao Lin actually dared to make fun of him, which made his chest suddenly ignite a burst of anger, and said in a gloomy voice: "Do you know my identity, how dare you talk to me like this?"

"Don't want to know. The long sword in Xiao Lin's hand kept slashing out, but his mouth said disdainfully, "Speaking on stage with your ability, it doesn't matter how big your background is." ”

"Okay, I'll show you what I'm capable of. Xiao Yue snorted coldly, and the fist intent on his body suddenly skyrocketed, and a strong wind swept around.

Xiao Lin hurriedly stepped back, avoiding this wave of strong momentum, and looked at Xiao Yue with a suspicious look in his eyes, and sighed in his heart

muttered: "The momentum suddenly rose, beyond the previous limit, this kid shouldn't also master the secret method." ”

Su He's expression was also quite solemn, and he said in his heart: "I thought that this kid had just mastered drunk life and death, but I didn't expect that he had even learned the supporting secret method, so it's a little troublesome." ”

Xiao Yue suddenly took out a wine jug from his arms, poured the whole pot down, burped loudly, and suddenly the smell of wine overflowed.

"Is this okay?" Xiao Lin turned his head to look at Su He, "Can you still drink during the competition?"

"As long as it's not a cheating drug, nothing else is prohibited. Suhe said lightly.

"Hey, hey. Xiao Yue looked at Xiao Lin coldly, as if the victory of this competition had been held in his hand, and he said softly, "Drunk life and death, a glass of wine!"

When the words fell, Xiao Yue's momentum suddenly rose a lot, instantly overpowering Xiao Lin, he looked at Xiao Lin coldly, and a smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"It's over. ”

(End of chapter)