"You are a copy. ”

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Leng Han's evaluation of Wang Ye was ruthless, and even said that it sounded a little harsh, but this sentence shocked Wang Ye's heart.

"I've been cultivating for so long, I've been observing, working hard, and struggling, am I just a pitiful copy?"

Cold sweat slipped down Wang Ye's face, and when he raised his head, he looked cold, as if he had changed someone, and he couldn't say a word.

"The person I admire the most is the sect master of our Snow Sword Sect. Leng Han raised his head and glanced at Tang Ying on the high platform, whose eyes met him and gave him a thumbs up without hesitation.

"But I know that worship is worship, and I can't become him after all. ”

Seeing that his self-confidence was completely destroyed by his own failure, Wang Ye said coldly and calmly: "Everyone has their own way, and the reason why you will lose is only because I have successfully taken the first step, but you have already lost yourself and lived behind others." ”

"What kind of big truth, you can win, it's just that you took shit luck at the last moment and comprehended the method of volleying the sword!"

Wang Ye gritted his teeth and said unwillingly: "If this is not the case, you will not be my opponent!"

"You still don't get it. ”

Leng Han shook his head with some regret, turned around and said: "I want to win you today, it is for the sake of the Snow Sword Sect that trusts me behind me! And for me personally, it doesn't matter if I win or lose, even if I lose, I will not question my own path, and one day in the future, I will win this copy of you after all!"

"I just didn't expect that. This day is today. ”

Strong self-confidence was overflowing on his cold face, looking at the disciples in the audience who were desperately applauding for him, he originally thought that he would get carried away, but now, he was very calm.

"Senior Brother Leng Han is so handsome!"

"Swordworth, has he been hiding all along?!"

"Oh my God, Senior Brother Leng Han is worthy of being a genius in swordsmanship, this volley sword, but even a master at the level of the master may not be able to master the method!"

"Han'er, you're finally ripe. ”

At this moment. Leng Ming, an arrogant, iron-faced and ruthless man. I couldn't help but feel the urge to burst into tears.

Looking forward to his son Jackie Chan, how can he not be happy when he sees his son finally breaking out a path of his own?

"Cai Wei, Wang Sledgehammer. I'll do my best to help you get through. But you must come back soon, please......"

Stopped the blood on his arm. Leng Han looked at Wang Ye, who walked out of the ring in a dejected manner, and then said loudly: "Next!"

"Congratulations to Brother Tang, this cold once comprehended the sword method. The strength has suddenly increased greatly, and it is really surprising to hear that the comprehensive quality of the disciples of the Snow Sword Sect will reach a higher level!"

The shadow on the high platform smiled, but the expression on his face was not panicked at all, although the cold breakthrough was a little unexpected, but the background of their shadow stream was equally profound.

A cold cold was not enough to shake his confidence in his beloved son and the disciples in the sect.

"Leng Han, don't you want to go down and rest first?"

Elder Muhe, the adjudicator on the stage, looked at the wound on Leng Han's arm and suggested in a low voice.

"No need. ”

Grinning, Leng Han was no longer the young man who didn't know the height of the sky at the beginning, he knew that although the injuries on his body would more or less affect some of his performance, even if he comprehended the method of the sword, it was difficult to defeat the shadow wave of the shadow stream.

So what he wants to do is not to win again, but to delay as much time as possible.

When Wang Dazhui and them come back, everything will turn around.

"Wang Ye, I personally felt the cold Listening to the Snow Seven Style, do you have any information?"

Looking at Wang Ye, who was standing beside him and lost his mind, Ying Lang asked lightly.

"No, no. ”

Wang Ye was stunned, and then said for a moment: "It feels like it's just one word-fast! so fast that people don't have time to react, so fast that people are suffocating." ”

"That's ......"

After saying that, Shadow Wave's body suddenly disappeared in place.

"Is Senior Brother going to take action himself?!"

Looking at the shadow wave, the disciples on the shadow stream side were also surprised, it stands to reason that the absolute combat power of the shadow wave should be retained to deal with guys like Tang Caiwei or Wang Dazhui!

"Leng Han, listen to the cold parents of the Snow Sword Sect's Law Enforcement Hall Master, eighteen years old, proficient in swordsmanship, good at moves-Listen to the Snow Seven Style!" looked at the cold in front of him coldly, if the cold of the cold was lonely and unruly, then the coldness of the shadow wave was that awe-inspiring killing aura.

"But now, it looks like you have a lot to add. ”

Standing with his hands in his hands, Shadow Wave's expression was neither happy nor sad.

Proficient in the Shadow Stream Assassination Technique, he has long been able to easily achieve no joy or sorrow when facing the enemy.

"To be honest, I really didn't expect you to come up so early. ”

Leng Han took a step back, and the true qi in his body was running, recovering the consumption of the previous game with all his might.

"I didn't expect you to be quite breathless!"

"What about Wang Dazhui and Tang Caiwei?"

Looking at Leng Han, who was secretly trying to recover his true qi, Shadow Lang glanced at the side of the Snow Sword Sect and found that the two people he cared about the most had not yet appeared.

"I'll talk about it if you win first!"

As soon as Leng Han's wrist flicked, the fine iron saber let out a very suitable sound.

"To be honest, I really haven't fought anyone who knows the way of the sword!"

Ying Lang was also interested, brushed his bangs in front of his forehead and said, "As for what, why would I come up so early...... There are two reasons, first, I don't bother to let you continue to delay time for Wang Dazhui and Tang Caiwei, and second, Wang Ye has always regarded himself as my shadow after all, if you beat him, can I still sit idly by?!"

As soon as the words fell, the cold pupils shrank fiercely, and then there was a sharp roar in his mouth, and the long sword flew up, forming a mysterious light and shadow in front of him.

"Leng Han was able to comprehend the sword technique under the Jedi, and his talent was really high. ”

Hu Mei'er's eyes were full of brilliance, and she said to Luo Yufei on the side: "Senior sister, do you think he can have the strength to fight with Shadow Wave now?"

"I don't know what to do. ”

Luo Yufei shook his head, and said lightly: "I don't know how magical the Dao Imperial Sword Dao is, and the shadow wave is ...... He's also a man who can't be fathomed!"

"Listen to the snow first style, snowflake chop!!"

Drawing his sword and raising his eyebrows, blindly passive defense is not a cold style at all, so after blocking the first wave of shadow waves, he also took a step forward without showing weakness, pinched the sword fingers in his hand, and the long sword suspended at his side rose into the sky and shot towards the shadow wave!

A sword soared out, and in the next moment, it seemed to be another doppelganger, directly enveloping the body of the shadow wave!

"Whoosh!!"

The sharp sound of breaking the sky sounded one after another, and after a while, the cold sword was old, and the flying sword was withdrawn, and although the shadow wave was not as embarrassed as Wang Ye before, there was also an obvious wound on the cuff.

"Hehe, so fast!"

With a chuckle, a cloud of brilliance erupted in Shadow Wave's eyes, and he said, "Go on!"

"Listen to the snow seven styles, the third form - snow crushing style!"

Leng Han didn't flinch, and it was also Edgeworth who caught up.

"Ding, ding, ding!"

After a crisp sound of gold and iron intersecting, Shadow Wave and the cold sword suddenly separated, and Shadow Wave also had an additional slender wound on his left leg.

"Alas, it seems that if you don't use real effort, it still won't work!"

After saying that, he grinned, and then suddenly untied two bandages from his ankles, and then two bracers from his wrists.

"Uh, you're ......"

Leng Han frowned, he couldn't understand what Ying Lang meant, could this be to reduce the weight?

"Leng Han, you have to be careful!!"

Suddenly, at this moment, a coquettish cry from the audience shook Leng Han's spirit, this familiar voice was not their eldest lady - Tang Caiwei?

"Hey, hey, don't be distracted, your current opponent is me!"

When Ying Lang saw Tang Caiwei appear, the look of interest on his face became even stronger, and then he waved his hand towards Leng Han, and then threw aside the things he had just taken off in his hand.

But this seemingly random throw made the cold face on the stage change greatly the next moment.

These seemingly ordinary and inconspicuous things turned out to be the fine stone countertop that smashed the main battle platform!!

Shadow Wave didn't use his internal strength to smash it just now, could it be that these pieces of clothing have caused such destructive power just by their own weight?

"Was he fighting me with this weight just now?"

There was a storm in his heart, he swallowed coldly and spit, looking at the shadow waves in front of him that were "crackling" because of the movement of muscles and bones, he secretly said in his heart: "This guy is really terrible!"

"Hehe, since Tang Caiwei is here, it's better to solve you quickly. ”

There was a hint of coldness at the corner of Ying Lang's mouth, and he reached out to brush the bangs in front of his forehead, and said in a low voice: "I haven't removed these things for a long time, I really should thank you!"

Looking at Leng Han's vigilant look, he said indifferently: "I will let you lose convincingly, as a reward for you!!"

As soon as the words fell, Leng Han only heard a very slight sound of breaking the wind, but he didn't see anything, and the shadow wave in front of him still didn't move, as if those words just now were just playing with him.

But Tang Caiwei's voice came anxiously again.

"Leng Han be careful, it's not the shadow wave in the same place, but the afterimage he left behind!!"

His pupils shrank violently, and Leng Han could hardly believe his ears.

Afterimage?!(To be continued......)

PS: There are some urgent things at home today, so I can only change it first, I'm sorry, please forgive me.