There was a loud clatter of weapons.

Yan Qing reluctantly returned to the sword grid to block Qi Lian's slash, couldn't help but stumble back a few steps, and couldn't help but say, "Brother Qi, your strength is so great!" ”

But then he rushed up again, as if without any setback: "It's just that you can't beat me with great strength!" ”

"He doesn't seem to recognize the gap between us."

Qi Lian's mind flickered, and he decided to increase the pressure on the young man opposite, he further let go of his strength and speed, and the long knife in his hand danced, turning defense into offense!

In the eyes of others, Qi Lian's knife seemed to be doubled in an instant!

Du Xishan looked at Qi Lian's movements with a shocked expression, grabbed Zhang Zizi next to him and asked, "Is this ...... Where did you get the wickedness? ”

Zhang Zizai's current mood is just two words - transparent!

In the past half month, he was shocked by Qi Lian's exaggerated progress speed, and now it has all become a show-off mentality.

This demon, I found it, awesome!

In the field, Yan Qing struggled to support under Qi Lian's sudden attack intensity, and his previous chic and elegant figure and footwork had all disappeared now, so he could only fight and retreat, barely blocking Qi Lian's slash as if he was slashing from all directions.

"He's so tenacious."

Qi Lin couldn't attack for a long time, although he was not irritable, but he couldn't help but sigh a little, the young man on the opposite side was inferior to him in terms of speed and strength, obviously he was already like a flat boat in the storm, and he was about to capsize in the next moment, but he could hold it steadily, and even gradually accumulate the strength to fight back,

Qi Lin could even see Yan Qing's brighter and brighter eyes under the mask.

On the other hand, Yan Qing entered a special state in Qi Lone's seemingly endless continuous slashes, his spirit was highly concentrated, and Qi Lone's sword path attacking him seemed to turn into a ray of light, and every time he approached him, he was firmly guarded. His block became more and more stable, and his footsteps began to have a discipline, and the posture that was about to collapse gradually recovered.

"Flow?" Outside the court, seeing Yanqing's state, it was Zhang Zizi's turn to be surprised this time.

"That's right." Du Xishan touched his chin, looked at the gradually stable situation in the field, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth: "Yanqing is a real genius, he has already shown this trait when he first came into contact with military attack - under the oppression of strong enemies, he can grow and become stronger quickly, and he can often play a counterattack scene where the weak defeat the strong." ”

Zhang Zizai looked at the two of them in silence, and felt uncertain for the first time.

The state of flow is essentially a state of concentration to the limit, some people may have the impression that when they are writing papers, playing basketball, or even playing games, they are engrossed to a certain extent, combined with a certain amount of pressure, they will enter a wonderful state, in this state, people's attention is highly concentrated, the degree of control of the body is greatly improved, and exaggerated will even feel that even time has slowed down.

And in the soldier hit, the players who have such a talent and can enter the flow state in actual combat are all amazing talents, and wonderful events that defeat the strong with the weak often appear in these players.

Qi Lin keenly discovered such a situation, and in the high-speed battle, he looked at Yan Qing, whose eyes were getting sharper and sharper, as if he saw himself who had officially defeated Sakura Ronin for the first time.

The next moment, Yan Qing, who continued to block Qi Lone's attack and gradually completed the adjustment of his posture, let out a light shout, held the sword in both hands, and swept away Qi Lone's slash with a strong blow.

Then he rushed forward, and the sword that blocked Qi Lone's attack instantly adjusted to a stabbing posture, and in an instant, he sent the tip of the sword to Qi Lone's throat!

This is his long-planned counterattack, intended to win with one blow!

Du Xishan and Zhang Zizai outside the court clenched their fists at the same time, and the next moment they were suddenly stunned!

But seeing Qi Lin facing this almost unavoidable swift stabbing attack, the footsteps that he had not taken much suddenly stepped out!

Take a left step, swing the knife and tilt it right, gently slashing the tip of the sword that is almost touching the throat.

Immediately after cutting his right foot, the long knife turned the blade and swung it out along the trajectory of his body, instantly slashing at Yanqing's breastplate.

Stepping, disarming, slashing, all in near-synchronisation!

Syllable!

Qi Lin and Yan Qing staggered by, and the sound of a weapon hitting the protective gear sounded.

Except for the two seventh-dan level coaches, the audience didn't even react to what was happening.

Yanqing was stunned for a moment, and lowered her weapon in frustration.

"I lost."

The audience was in an uproar!

Gradually, the sparse chatter rang out, then turned into a buzzing discussion.

Zang Feng's new genius lost to another young man who had just joined Zangfeng.

Du Xishan grabbed Zhang Zizai: "What kind of demon are you looking for?" I found a lot of opponents of the same level for Yanqing, and this Qi Lin was the first to take down Yanqing in the state of flow. ”

Zhang Zizai's old face smiled into a chrysanthemum.

Yanqing seemed to quickly adjust the mentality of failure, turned around and took off his mask, revealing a sweaty face, and asked curiously: "Brother Qi, that move just now is very similar to the "Face Return" technique on the Sakura Kendo side, you are so proficient in using it." ”

Qi Lin smiled slightly, can he not be skilled, he was at least disemboweled by Sakura Ronin with this trick more than ten times.

They are all learned by fate.

He patted Yanqing on the shoulder: "Yanqing, don't be discouraged, you are indeed a genius, I fought against Li Mad of Huben yesterday, he is not as good as you." ”

Yanqing opened Qi Lian's hand and rolled her eyes: "Brother Qi, don't be this kind of old generation, I'm not a person who can't afford to lose, I don't need you to comfort me, I'm still young, you pay attention, maybe one day I will surpass you!" ”

Qi Lin smiled, and took the opportunity to touch Yanqing's dog head again: "You, you still have to eat and practice more, grow taller and grow more meat, otherwise there is no hope of winning against me." Look at your little arms and legs, I can't help you if I cut you casually. ”

Yan Qing's face turned red when he heard this, but he couldn't refute it, he knew in his heart what an exaggerated power Qi Lian's attack contained.

Under the admonition of Zhang Zizai and Du Xishan, the two seven-stage special coaches, the onlookers at the scene did not spread the situation of the competition between Qi Lin and Yanqing, of course, in view of the rookie game is about to start, and now the news of the seeded players of various clubs outside is flying all over the sky, even if someone really goes out and says that there is a super newcomer in the Tibetan Feng Club again, and the legendary Yanqing is also defeated, not many people will believe it.

But within the Zangfeng Club, the news of a super newcomer who can beat Yanqing has long since spread.

On this side, the parties were not affected by the grapevine that gradually spread, and Qi Lian, who had finished the competition, was now forcibly dragged to the canteen by the two coaches together with Yanqing.