"This ...... What's the situation?"

On the square, all the spectators who were paying attention to the No. 1 ring were instantly stunned.

No one expected that it was just a face-to-face confrontation, Sima Qing would be forced to retreat by Jiang Yu, and the fierce aura that suddenly erupted from the latter's body, the kind of fighting style that fought with his life, surprised everyone.

"How is that possible?"

"How could that guy be so fierce?"

"This ...... I'm not dazzled, am I?"

Many people exclaimed, in disbelief for a while.

Sima Qing's face sank with a slam, and in the midst of the retreat, he only felt that his face was hot as if he had been slapped hard.

"I'm scared of that bastard?"

"Damn, how can I be afraid?"

A feeling of being humiliated surged from his heart, Sima Qing suddenly became angry, he calmly urged the Yuan Force in his body to try to fight back, but Jiang Yu didn't give him a chance!

Forcing the opponent back with a knife, Jiang Yu's eyes instantly lit up, and his confidence increased greatly.

"The knife technique taught by Brother Meng is really useful!"

He thought to himself, and suddenly a burst of surprise welled up.

The sudden change of tactics allowed him to take the lead, and of course he would not miss a great opportunity at this moment.

Between gritting his teeth, he urged the water trick to the extreme, and when he made a mistake under his feet, the person had already rushed out like a sharp arrow full of bows, chasing after Sima Qing who was retreating like a shadow.

Attack!

The blade on the short knife flickered, sharp and incomparable, and after Meng Nan's guidance, the basic knife technique that had become plausible poured out like a storm.

Kill!

For a time, Jiang Yu's momentum skyrocketed!

Jiang Yu knew that there was a big gap between his cultivation and his opponent, once he let the other party come to his senses, then he would definitely be the unlucky one, so the move he chose, fighting with a knife, did not give Sima Qing a chance to breathe at all.

Brush Brush Brush!

The sword light was vertical and horizontal, enveloping Sima Qing.

Sima Qing was depressed.

Originally, he was also extremely familiar with the basic sword technique, but at this time, this familiarity became the biggest obstacle.

Jiang Yu's basic sword technique seems to have changed a lot compared to the moves that have been circulated, and it is precisely these small changes that make Sima Qing unexpected every time.

Every time Jiang Yu unexpectedly changed his moves, he could almost make Sima Qing scramble.

For a while, Sima Qing was a little tired and overstretched under the cold sword light.

"This ...... I'm not mistaken, right? Jiang Yu actually pressed Sima Qing to fight?"

"I'll go, what's going on?"

In the audience, the onlookers looked at each other, and the change in the battle situation was beyond everyone's expectations!

In the center of the square, a high platform was built, and Ling Jing accompanied the disciples representing the seven major sects to watch the battle on the stage, and at this moment, everyone's eyes couldn't help but be attracted by the strange battle situation in the No. 1 ring.

"What a smart fellow!"

Li Ying, the representative of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion, was in a daze, Jiang Yu's performance actually made him feel a little amazing, "He actually practiced many changes in the basic sword technique, and also used the opponent's familiarity with the original sword technique, supplemented by a fierce and fierce momentum, to seize the opportunity, this kid's actual combat level is good!"

When the purple-clothed man from Zhengangmen heard this, he also bowed slightly, and said: "Yes, a simple set of basic sword techniques has been practiced to this extent, this kid has no potential, but his understanding is good!"

He paused, turned his head to look at Li Ying, and said with a smile, "Brother Li, this kid's sword talent should be good, you can consider it." ”

Li Ying smiled slightly and said: "The comprehension is good, but the potential is too poor, the future achievements are destined not to be very high, and the cultivation is only a heavy heaven in the Divine Spirit Realm, such a strength, I want to pass the second round of assessment...... Difficult!"

The purple-clothed man nodded and said, "Also, in this battle alone, if he doesn't have a stronger killing move, Sima Qing's level, he will be very difficult to pass, his cultivation is a hard injury, the first heaven of the Divine Spirit Realm and the seventh heaven, this gap is too big!"

"Isn't it," Li Ying said with a smile, "Don't look at him now that he has the upper hand, in fact, his opponent has not suffered substantial damage, but he has consumed a lot because of his blind attack." There will always be times when his momentum weakens, and when Sima Qing adapts to it, it will be time to fight back. ”

Jiang Ling, who was standing behind Li Ying, heard the discussion between the two, and his eyes flashed.

He turned his face and looked at Jiang Yu fighting in the No. 1 ring, the corners of his mouth twitched, revealing a touch of disdain.

To tell the truth, Jiang Yu's sudden burst of strength before also frightened him, that waste material had not been seen for a few days, and it seemed to have changed as a person. However, hearing the discussion between the two senior brothers from the Seven Great Sects in front of him, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, put his mind at ease, and thought: "Hmph, waste is waste, and he actually spent his time practicing basic sword techniques, opportunistically, and deserved to lose!"

Jiang Ling has always looked down on Jiang Yu, so naturally he doesn't want to see the latter have a bright future.

Regardless of the thoughts of the spectators outside the ring, in the ring, the battle has been going on.

The more Sima Qing fights, the more aggrieved he becomes, this is already the first move?

He only knew that if he continued like this, he would be about to lose his face!

The opponent is just a guy in the Divine Spirit Realm!

With such a weak cultivation, he actually pressed himself to fight, and if he spread it, would he still have to see people?

"What is the top 20 on the battle list, it turned out to be a parallel import!"

Sima Qing seemed to hear that after hearing this battle, someone was talking about him like this behind his back, and for a while, burning anger rose from the bottom of his heart.

"We can't go on like this, we have to fight back!"

"Bastard, you forced me!"

"Give Young Master Ben a death!"

He shouted silently in his heart, and a cold light burst out of his cold eyes.

At this moment, Jiang Yu's knife suddenly turned and unexpectedly wiped towards his neck.

Sima Qing's eyes froze, and he suddenly shouted angrily:

"Get out!"

Then he raised his hands, and the wood system Yuan Force of the Seven Heavens of the Divine Spirit Realm exploded violently.

Rumble!

The surging Yuan Force surged out, like a churning wave, and rolled directly towards the short knife in Jiang Yu's hand, and between the lightning and flint, two turquoise vines appeared out of thin air.

"Green Vine Strangulation!"

Sima Qing's eyes flickered with murderous intent, and he controlled two vines that rolled like spirit snakes, roaring through the air, and directly strangled towards Jiang Yu's right hand holding the knife.

The terrifying fluctuations are pervasive and the power is amazing. Once hit, Jiang Yu's arm is afraid that it will be scrapped in an instant!

A feeling of extreme danger welled up in my heart.

Jiang Yu was slightly stunned when he found that the opponent's offensive had completely blocked the change route of the short knife.

Just under a pause, the roaring green vine has already been strangled.

Jiang Yu's eyes flashed, and a ruthless color flashed across his face.

But seeing that his arm shook, he instantly retreated half a foot, and narrowly avoided the strangulation attack formed by the green vine, and then the short knife reversed, from top to bottom, dragging a terrifying knife several feet long, and turned towards the two green vines angrily.

"Kill!"

A roar of rage, shaking the audience!