Chapter 31 The Hidden Contest

"Nothing." Ember Huan prevaricated, his eyes were looking ahead, always paying attention to the movements of the martial arts arena.

At this moment, the sound of the collision of cold weapons on the field made the scalp tingle, and Rong Yin saw that he couldn't touch Yan Jingxuan under several attacks, so he took the sword back, but he didn't expect Yan Jingxuan's next wave of offensive to come so quickly!

I saw Yan Jingxuan's figure flashing, and after taking a few steps back, he made a 'reversal and attack', which made him think that Yan Jingxuan was going to retreat, but in fact, he stabbed at his shoulder, and a sharp cold light flashed in front of his eyes, if he hadn't dodged in time, I am afraid that he would have become a ghost under the sword.

"Awesome!" Ziyi applauded in the audience.

Rong Yin was forced to retreat in embarrassment, and after standing firmly, he found that the clothes on his shoulders had been torn, and he vaguely felt a tingling pain, and when he reached out and touched it, his fingertips were stained with some blood.

He wiped the blood on his clothes casually, and looked at Yan Jingxuan nonchalantly, "Senior Brother Yan is really ruthless, did he want my life?" ”

Yan Jingxuan smiled slightly and said: "The sword has no eyes, it is too fast for a while, Senior Brother Rong should be careful." ”

If it weren't for the last time when he used the Heavenly Thunder Spell on the test field, the Sect Master of the Fengqi Sect actually ordered that the spell should not be allowed in the sect, and at this moment, all the brothers and sisters of the sect were here, and eighty percent of them came to see him as a joke.

Thinking of this, Rong Yin's eyes flashed fiercely, the sword technique in his hand suddenly changed, and the love sword swung out like a flexible snake.

This is not the sword technique of the Fengqi Sect!

Yan Jingxuan was surprised in his heart, and hurriedly dodged the stabbing sword, but the sword was erratic, and he didn't know where to avoid it for a while.

It's just that the gap between the stunned and wanted to dodge was grabbed by Rong Yin, he raised his sword and stabbed at the position that Yan Jingxuan didn't notice, a sword slid through, cutting his clothes, Yan Jingxuan retreated again and again, and was forced to stop at the edge of the martial arts arena.

Yan Jingxuan looked at his hand in surprise, if he hadn't protected it with his hand, he would have been blind at the moment, Rong Yin's move just now forced him to protect his body, and he attacked his eyes with his backhand, which was really vicious.

Master is really right, Rong Yin is difficult to train, and ruthless, only he is sorry for people, no one can be sorry for him, ordinary competition actually uses such a killing move, it is estimated that it is to avenge the previous trap.

Yan Jingxuan concealed the thought in his heart and said: "Senior Brother Rong, it's just an ordinary competition, and this is a member of the Fengqi Sect, how can you use his family's martial arts, let alone that kind of exercise." ”

The words were not too clear, Rong Yin should have understood it, although he had just injured him, he did not go towards the vital point, Rong Yin's sword was not dodged by him properly, he was already a blind man.

Rong Yin smiled coldly, "Senior Brother Yan, the sword has no eyes, but you have to be careful." ”

Yan Jingxuan's face suddenly sank, and she said in a cold voice: "Senior Brother Rong, I don't want to go too far with you when I see that you are a newcomer, you actually kicked your nose in the face, okay, I want to see how capable you are!" ”

After that, Yan Jingxuan's body changed and flew into the air, and the long sword in his hand turned into countless circles around his body, making it impossible to tell which of them was real.

Although Rong Yin had never seen this battle, he was not afraid at all and faced it head-on.

The two figures made the sound of swords colliding when they were intertwined, one used the unique peerless phantom sword of the Fengqi Sect, and the other used the exercises of the sect that could not be seen, but it was extremely flexible.

Ziyi looked at Yan Jingxuan from below, and the sword in Rong Yin's hand took a little weird light when it slashed, and for a while it was impossible to tell whose skills were more skillful.

She was even more anxious and sweaty, "Senior Brother Yan, come on, I don't want you to beat him hard, just win him!" ”

Rong Yin on the field heard Ziyi's words clearly, and then looked at Yan Jingxuan who was fighting with him with a vicious look in his eyes, and his moves changed instantly, throwing out several rune papers from his sleeve.

Ziyi's face changed suddenly, and he suddenly grabbed Ember Huan's hand, "Hurry up, that bad thing must be trying to use the Heavenly Thunder Spell to blow us up again!" ”

"Don't panic yet, it doesn't seem to be a heavenly thunder curse." Ember Huan grabbed Ziyi, and carefully looked at the rune paper falling from the sky, the rune paper is ever-changing, and there are all kinds of changes, but it is definitely not a heavenly thunder spell.

Ziyi was flustered, he was startled by the Heavenly Thunder Curse last time, and he couldn't sleep well for several days.

Ember Huan frowned and said, "His exercises are very messy, as if he has learned the exercises of several major sects, but he has not learned them carefully enough. ”

They were talking here, but Yan Jingxuan on the competition platform was fleeing left and running away from the rune paper.

Although the four major sects can practice rune paper, most of them are used to catch demons, and they are rarely used in competitions, and ordinary disciples can't learn the spells summoned by Rong Yin at all.

"Rong Yin, the sect master has ordered that you are not allowed to use rune paper in the Fengqi Sect, you are ignoring the sect master's orders!" Yan Jingxuan hid in a corner of the competition arena in a panic, and shouted at him in embarrassment.

Ziyi in the audience looked even more anxious, "Oh, why didn't Senior Brother Yan beat him, didn't he also learn rune paper from the master for a few years?" ”

"Ziyi, what you think is too simple." Ember Huan explained in a deep voice: "Rong Yin is just a beginner disciple, he can find an excuse to prevaricate, but Senior Brother Yan is different. ”

Ziyi was puzzled, "Different?" What's the difference? ”

"Senior Brother Yan has been in the sect since he was a child, he has nowhere to go except the sect, if Rong Yin is expelled from the sect because of the use of talisman paper in the sect, he can also go to the next sect to learn the arts."

Ziyi suddenly realized, no wonder Senior Brother Yan knew how to rune paper but always refused to do it.

Thinking of this, Ziyi took a few steps forward and shouted at the martial arts platform: "Senior Brother Yan, come down, Rong Yin can't beat Laipi and it's not once or twice, you don't need to spend time with him on stage." ”

These words were very harsh in Rong Yin's ears, and he took back all the rune papers and jumped off the competition platform, "You have a lot of words, every time I see you, I am babbling." ”

Seeing him approaching, Ziyi looked at him with disdain, "Did I say something wrong?" Last time in the competition field, too, you couldn't beat others, and how many innocent people were harmed by summoning the Heavenly Thunder Curse, this time it was just a competition with the senior brother, and you ignored the rules of the sect master and used the rune paper without permission, and it was not a trick. ”

"Martial arts competitions have always been about what to compare, I'm good at rune paper, what's wrong with using it during the competition?" Rong Yin's face was full of reason, and his eyes looked Ziyi up and down, "It's you, why are you so nervous, Senior Brother Yan, should you ......?"

"You, you!" Ziyi blushed suddenly.

Rong Yin pursed his lips and shrugged his shoulders and said, "Tsk, I haven't said anything yet, you admit it yourself first." ”

Realizing that he was being teased, Ziyi raised his hand and gave Rong Yin a slap, hitting him in the face to the side, and a trace of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.