After the introduction of the first pass and the second full, the four big screens showed the matching players of the two matchups this morning.

[Match 1: Qi Lin (Zang Feng) VS Qin Zijin (None)]

[Scene 2: Bai Bai River (None) VS Wang Yixing (Dragon Field)]

The audience spontaneously applauded and cheered, not knowing what they were cheering for.

It's probably because the expected showdown is getting closer and closer, so I'm getting more and more excited.

At the rest place, Zhang Zizai, who saw the allocation of the event, immediately turned his head and called Qi Lian: "Come, Lao Du and Yanqing together, put on protective gear for Qi Lian!" ”

Qi Shi touched his head and said, "Actually, I can wear ...... by myself."

The three men, two big and one small, ignored Qi Lone's opinion at all, and quickly surrounded him, and put protective gear on him with their hands and feet.

While dressing, Zhang Zizai said on the side: "Sure enough, as we expected, we have arranged for you to fight against Qin Zijin, and the time has come to really test your strength." ”

Then he smiled with relief: "Every time I think that you kid has reached the limit, you can always come up with some new tricks, and now in the face of real super players, can you still be so calm?" ”

Zhang Zizai patted Qi Lian's shoulder: "I'm looking forward to it!" ”

Qi Lin showed a confident smile to Zhang Zizi: "Just Qin Zijin, you will win it!" ”

Du Xishan: "Xiao Qi, come on!" ”

Yanqing also clenched his fists and signaled: "Brother Qi!" Come on! You are the strongest! ”

Qi Lin tidied up the protective gear on his body and was about to set off, but saw Zhang Zizai hesitantly pull his arm and lift a weapon bag from the side.

Qi Lin thought for a moment and looked at Zhang Zizai: "This is it?" ”

Zhang Zizai nodded: "The group has arranged to step up the new knife forged for you, do you want to use it?" I'd suggest it's safe to use it and not use it yet. ”

Qi Lin thought for a while, reached out to open the weapon bag, and took out the two long weapons inside: "Take a look first!" ”

Two long knives, one is a straight-edged non-standard straight knife, the blade contains a handle length of about 1.3 meters, similar to a ring-headed knife, but a relatively wide blade (sword grid) is added in front of the handle, because it is a competition knife, there is no blade, and the tip of the knife is also treated as a non-lethal spatula head.

Qi Lin lifted it up and held the knife and tried it, this straight knife was obviously a little longer and heavier than his previous knife, but the center of gravity was extremely comfortable, and it was easier to use under his current inhuman physical fitness.

The other knife is a small seedling knife, also known as the crossbow knife, which is the long knife of the Guang Dynasty that resembles a seedling when he was in the tower of Luo Wolf.

Both weapons were forged exactly according to Qi Lian's requirements, but Qi Lin preferred the non-standard long knife that Zhang Zizi had added to the cross blade without authorization, and he was overjoyed to mention it in his hand.

With this sword, it will be more convenient for him to use the Ignorant Sword and Meyer Swordsmanship.

That's it!

Seeing that Qi Lin had made a decision, Zhang Zizai nodded lightly and agreed: "Don't worry, each player can report three weapons for the competition, the group has communicated with the event party, and you can choose to use the three weapons." ”

It was fast to nine o'clock in the morning.

Under the leadership of Zhang Zizai, Qi Lin came to the edge of the stage, and then in the cheers and cheers of the audience, he put on his helmet and carried his new weapon onto the stage.

Not long after, his opponent Qin Zijin also came to the stage wearing a helmet.

The two men confronted each other silently.

"If you defeat the White River, I'll tell you a secret." Qin Zijin on the opposite side suddenly said softly.

"Oh? Are you going to throw in the towel? Qi Lin keenly caught the meaning of the other party's words, she was admitting that she was inferior to him.

Qin Zijin shook his head, put on a posture that looked like the fourth position of the swift sword, bowed slightly, and stretched out the hand holding the soft sword, and the sword body pointed at Qi Lin flatly.

"If you are careless, you will be defeated."

With a soft drink, at this moment, this sword pavilion, which is usually tea-filled and tea-scented, finally showed her side as a swordsman, and a momentum similar to the sharp sword intent of the river in the day slowly paved out.

"Good!"

Qi Shi responded, holding the knife in both hands, no longer using the hidden edge posture, but putting on a mid-section posture that he had not used for a long time - a reluctant gait.

Stimulated by Qin Zijin's momentum, Qi Lian's instinct spontaneously regarded the other party as an enemy who was about to fight to the death, and the momentum of his whole body also radiated, becoming cold and abnormal.

The opponents in front of him are finally no longer ordinary miscellaneous fish players, but super geniuses who can really bring a sense of threat to Qi Lian!

An expectant smile appeared on Qi Lian's face behind the mask!

Such a fight in protective gear is really boring!

Come on! A little stronger! Gets me excited!

The two men confronted each other wordlessly, and their momentum entangled with each other.

Until the referee comes up and announces the start of the game.

Qi Lin has never felt like this, from the time he participated in the rookie competition, all the way to the fight, every sign of action against the opponent can be easily seen through by him, their wrist movements, shoulder height, toe orientation, many subconscious movements will be subconsciously received, analyzed and processed by Qi Li, and finally output as the intention of making a move.

But now, Qin Zijin, who was standing opposite him, was not like this, her momentum was like a bright moon on the sea, white and flawless, and her sword heart was clear.

Her posture is very restrained, and the tip of the soft sword stretched out trembles slightly from time to time, like an attack but not an attack, like an undercurrent surging under the sea level, which can set off a big wave at any time.

She's waiting, waiting for me to make a move, waiting for me to show her flaws.

Then let her be wishful and look at her catties!

As soon as Qi Lin thought of this, his body had already automatically rushed forward.

As soon as Qi Ling moved, Qin Zijin also responded immediately, and stepped forward almost in sync.

The two figures sprang out of each other in an instant, and within a second, they were within the range of each other's attacks.

Even in high-speed movement, Qin Zijin's posture is still leaky.

If there is no flaw, then make a flaw!

Qi Lian's weapon was longer, and he naturally didn't plan to engage in ultra-short-distance hand-to-hand combat with the other party, so he immediately made a move.

The simple and swift slash cut through the air, bringing a violent howl, and slashed in front of Qin Zijin in an instant.

Qin Zijin seemed to be not afraid of Qi Lone's innate divine power at all, her wrist quickly pushed forward and trembled, barely blocking Qi Lone's slash with the strong sword body of the soft sword, and the next second it seemed that she was about to lose Qi Lone's power and cause the soft sword to get out of her hand.

But seeing that Qi Lian, who had the original advantage, suddenly pulled back the knife body!

With a crisp sound, the long knife that was urgently defended blocked the tip of Qin Zijin's soft sword!

It turned out that Qin Zijin relied on the intersection of swords as the fulcrum, and the soft sword body was like a silver snake swimming and bending, and in just an instant, it bypassed Qi Lian's sword body and pointed to Qi Lian's chest!

If it weren't for Qi Lian's reaction speed far beyond ordinary people, he would have been taken down by Qin Zijin in this one face.

took two steps back, and Qi Lian's face turned solemn.

Qin Zijin didn't chase either, she stood firmly in place, slowly recovering her posture, her wrist shook a few times, and the soft sword in her hand shook continuously, like a living silver snake.

"As I said, if you don't give it your all, you'll lose." In the state of battle, Qin Zijin changed his usual bright and gentle tone, but he looked a little cold.

How should a sword that can bend be dealt with?