Just three cuts.

To Murong Zhuo's surprise, to the surprise of many Tianjiao who were watching the battle, to Ling Qingyun's expectations, and even to the expectations of the teachers of the two academies and Song Xin himself, after only three swords, the young man who had fallen into a disadvantage turned defeat into victory.

It wasn't a very subtle knife technique, it could even be said to be clumsy and full of flaws - just a sweep, a pick, It's just a split, but these simple three moves are as unstoppable as divine help, sweeping like the mighty green river, picking like the rising sun, splitting like Mount Tai pressing the top, a sweep will break all the ways of Murong Zhuo, and then a pick and slash the sword in Murong Zhuo's hand, and when the last slash fell heavily and was finally blocked by the wall of Linghua, Murong Zhuo, who was expressionless, was already in a cold sweat, he knew that he had no chance to parry and dodge in front of this blow, if this was a battle of life and death, he had been split!

Even Song Xin, who wielded the three swords of the gods, was stunned for a while after the battle, and then hugged his opponent with a look of excitement that could not be concealed.

"Take!"

When this sound came out of Song Xin's mouth, Murong Zhuo's body shook, and Tianjiao on Nanming's side couldn't help but puff up his chest, although he didn't applaud loudly, his gaze at Song Xin at this time was extremely hot.

Won, finally won, Nan Ming was arrogant and reined in the precipice, and finally pulled back a game at the most dangerous moment! Xiao Song Xin did not disappoint everyone, he created a miracle!

"You ......" Murong Zhuo opened his mouth, staring at Song Xin with his eyes: "What is this trick called?"

"I don't know. Song Xin smiled bitterly back, and when he saw Murong Zhuo's expression, he hurriedly added: "Really, don't lie to you, I'm excited, these three knives can't help but be cut out, fortunately, I have good luck today......

Hearing this, not only did Murong Zhuo want to vomit blood, but the Tianjiao of the Zhulu Academy also had a look at the monster expression, the power of the previous three moves should have reached the standard of high-level martial arts, even if Tianjiao mastered one of them, it was enough to use it as a hole card, but he was continuously performing, one move was better than the other, and there seemed to be many flaws in the connection but it was unstoppable, this kind of means made the Tianjiao of Zhulu Tianjiao hot for a while, and as a result, you said that you couldn't help but cut it out?

But Song Xin's expression didn't seem to be fake, his eleven-year-old child was questioned by many brothers and sisters, and his eyes were so panicked, he didn't have the heroic posture of the previous confident shot, this is called the defeated Murong Zhuo and Zhulu Tianjiao are both extremely depressed, and finally forced Nanming into a corner, but was turned over by such a child?

"Although the three-plate axe is reckless, it is indeed full of might, is it really easy to come by?" Even the teacher of Zhulu Academy showed a look of surprise, even if he was proficient in martial arts and reached the Linghua Realm, he couldn't do this, and suddenly a gleam flashed through his eyes: "Could it be ......"

He looked at his old rival from Nanming, but he couldn't find the slightest clue on the other party's face, but this made him more determined to his previous conclusion, and he was slightly surprised by the luck of Nanming Academy.

"Brother Song, you have given everyone a long face this time!"

"No, I was quite unconvinced when I lost to this kid, but today I look at the expressions of the group of people who are chasing the deer, it's really happy!"

"Your three knives are really imposing, next time, let me also learn a lesson?"

Song Xin, who returned to the Nanming side, immediately got the treatment of a hero, and everyone who was depressed only felt a bad breath, and they became more and more enthusiastic about Song Xin, which made the little boy unbearable, scratched his head shyly, and the answer to the secret of victory was "luck, luck".

"Luck or not, you won this one. Lin Qiancheng, who was rarely praised, also praised it, and then came out with a double hammer, as the second strongest man on the Nanming side, he looked proudly at the young man who was fighting on the opposite side.

This young man is the one who has always stood closest to Fan Huangwu, but he saw that this person had half a bundle of black hair, red lips and white teeth, but he also had the demeanor of a beautiful young man. At this time, he restrained his smile, and walked towards Lin Qiancheng coldly with a long lance, and it was a bad spirit, stronger than Ji Ming and Murong Zhuo.

"Are all the students of Zhulu Academy this virtue?" Some Nanming students muttered to themselves, the young man who walked out of Guanzhou was really a tricky and strong enemy. But Lin Qiancheng smiled fearlessly, and his eyes were also full of anger, he was not inferior to anyone in terms of ruthlessness!

"Zhulu Academy, Lian Guozhu!" The young man with the bundled hair held the long lance horizontally and spoke solemnly, which also made Tianjiao on the Nanming side see the whole picture of the lance clearly, and couldn't help but be frightened.

The one-foot-long lance body is as black as ink, and the three-foot-long three-sided lance blade is as cold as snow, this is an exaggerated weapon that is three feet long! Such a length of weapon is enough to form an extra-long spear array, but it should not be a weapon used for exploration in the forest at all!

"With such a big weapon, can he use it?" Meng Sanzhi's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief.

"This person must have absolute self-confidence to dare to use such a long soldier at this age and in such an environment!" Zhong Mingsong smiled bitterly after a shock, the spear he used was seven feet long, and it was quite restricted to use it in this forest, and the lance was heavier than a gun, this Lian Guozhu dared to use a long soldier that was nearly three times his height but he didn't know how proficient his martial arts were!

"Nanming Academy, Lin Qiancheng!" Lin Qiancheng reported his name, and couldn't help but take a few more glances at Lian Guozhu's weapon. Good guy, the weight of this lance is not much different from the sledgehammer he used before, and the difficulty of using it is even more different, is he also an individual cultivator and has amazing martial arts?

In any case, this son should not be underestimated! Lin Qiancheng's face was awe-inspiring, and he put the double hammer out of an offensive posture, Lian Guozhu also flattened the long lance, and the three-edged lance flickered in the night.

With a bang, the silver hammer slammed into the spear, and at the cost of an extra deep mark on the hammer surface, he carried out the power of a thousand catties and directly bent the entire lance, which made Lin Qiancheng overjoyed, the three-foot lance seemed intimidating, but the sharpness was far from Ling Qingyun's sword, and he could drive straight into the long lance after smashing the hammer, and easily win!

But as soon as he took a step forward, the black lance that was bent by a hammer turned his head suddenly, and bounced back with a sharp flick of Wudang, and the force of the mountain cracking stone forced Lin Qiancheng to raise the hammer to defend himself, and after a clang, he was shocked back half a step, and his eyes also showed a look of horror.

"Borrowing strength?" he raised his hammer to block the ghost of the spear like a poisonous dragon spitting out a letter, and asked in a deep voice at his opponent.

"Brother Lin is very strong, I can only parry with this!" Lian Guozhu deserved it simply, but the long lance in his hand was unforgiving, dancing wildly towards Lin Qiancheng, Lin Qiancheng swung the hammer and directly hit a few lance flowers, and there were a few more slashes on the hammer, so that Lin Qiancheng was dazzled after a few rounds of confrontation, he knew that he would lose for a long time, and he swung the lance away with a hammer, but he didn't wait for him to take advantage of the situation to bully Lian Guozhu and turn the tide, and the lance carrying Lin Qiancheng's previous strength was thrown back, and Lin Qiancheng took three steps back, the tiger's mouth was numb, and the silver hammer in his hand was buzzing.

"Good lance!" Even Lin Qiancheng let out an exclamation, it seems to be light to use the force to fight, but with a flick of the gun, how difficult is it for the young man with an arm less than two feet long to delicately control Zhang Yuan's strength?

"Brother Lin, do you want to try again?" Lian Guozhu waved the long lance, and the sharp and difficult lance screamed like a ghost cry in the air, as if the wind couldn't bear this profit and cried bitterly, but Lin Qiancheng waved the hammer again and again to block the lance, and regardless of the shallow and deep cracks left on the hammer, he laughed wildly: "Of course you have to try!"

"Bell!" The hammer was like a meteor, and it hit the lance again, making a loud noise that was even more deafening than before, and Lian Guozhu immediately changed color!

"That's all you do?"

"The strength of the mountain collapse, the hammer power is hundred, Brother Lian be careful!" Lin Qiancheng let out a wild roar, and at this moment, his whole body was haunted by the light of the earth, and his entire body swelled in a circle, bursting out with a strange power of body cultivation that really made the students of the same class smell it!

"Brother Lin finally broke out!" Nanming's side was excited and nervous, Lin Qiancheng's mountain-breaking strength was stronger than in the past, and with this momentum, the situation should be determined, and if Lin Qiancheng still couldn't win after using the mountain-breaking strength, Nanming Academy would also collapse!

"Turning power into skill, breaking ingenuity with force? After all, it depends on who is more clever. Ling Qingyun also stared at the silver hammer that seemed to shake the space and the violently twisted lance, and the victory or defeat would be decided in the next moment!

"The stronger the strength, the stronger the shock, Brother Lin is so bold!" saw Lian Guozhu shouting, and it was actually a lance that was almost out of his hand and swept back, also with unprecedented strength directly hitting Lin Qiancheng.

"Break!" Lin Qiancheng just roared, his combat boots stepped down and turned the grass and rocks into powder, and a hammer in his hand was like a meteor catching the moon to meet the snow-colored lance that was like a falling moon, and the lance bounced off again with an earth-shattering sound, and the silver hammer in Lin Qiancheng's hand was cut open by the lance to the deep scar that penetrated the hemisphere.

"Haha!" Lin Qiancheng raised his head as if he was crazy and roared, not retreating, but advancing, smashing the ground, and striking again with the strength of a hundred jun!

Lian Guozhu was shocked, and danced the lance with his life's means, and actually danced it as a black dragon, the sound of the waves was absolutely loud, and he carried a heavy strange force to slap at the strong enemy who had killed the lance, Lin Qiancheng, who was already red-eyed, did not let it go at all, and the silver hammer shook the lance rod to bend it like a hook, and he was also subjected to the force of the shock that pointed directly at the heart, the corners of his mouth were bleeding, and his eyes were even redder.

"Bell!"

"Bell!"

"Bell!"

The sound of gold and iron was like an earthquake and thunder, which shook everyone's hearts and trembled, and Lin Qiancheng, who had exerted the power of the mountain, had already turned into a bloody Shura, and used brute force to shake the anti-shock force until his whole body bleed, but he still did not hesitate to take a step, wielded the war hammer, and in another bell, blood splashed everywhere, and went against the current.

It's like a war ghost stepping on blood and singing, this battle is unstoppable!

"Bell !!" accompanied by another earth-shattering loud sound, Lian Guozhu finally couldn't stand this earth-shattering power anymore, and watched his long lance fly into the sky, cutting off the crown of the tree with his remaining strength, like a rainbow through the moon.

He was defeated, and that meant ......

Nanming Academy won again and turned the tide of the battle!