Chapter 230: The Gap
In the last battle of the semifinals, the battle between Situ Yun and Wang Yang finally started, and fierce cheers broke out in the field.
Xiao Lin pursed his lips and muttered to himself in his heart: "Situ Yun, this kid is quite popular, this cheer is much louder than mine." ”
It's normal to think about it, Situ Yun is also one of the seeded players in this martial arts competition, and he is the biggest hope of the Tianxiang Empire to win the championship, coupled with a good orientation and the background from a big family, the number of people who support it is increasing every day, and even the audience in some other countries has begun to support Situ Yun.
In contrast, Wang Yang, who was standing opposite Situ Yun, did not get so many cheers, although everyone was harmonious on the surface, but the people from the empire always looked down on those small countries in their hearts, and felt that they were all countrymen who had never seen the world.
Therefore, he did not receive more cheers except from the audience from the same country as Wang Yang.
But these things are not important to Wang Yang at all, and the only thing he needs to do now is to win this competition.
"When you're ready, you're ready to go. Su He motioned to Situ Yun and the two to start competing.
"Please advise. Situ Yun bowed slightly towards Wang Yang, and said with a smile on his face, Wang Yang just nodded expressionlessly, they are opponents in the martial arts arena, at this time he doesn't want to talk to his opponent, he just wants to have a wonderful duel.
Immediately, Wang Yang's body rose like a mountain of sword momentum, he held the heavy sword in his hand, and the debut sword qi flew around him, surrounding him.
"The foothill sword, relying on the sword to fight the enemy. Situ Yun thought softly in his heart, "Breaking his sword momentum will lead to victory." He always has a smile on his face, he is different from Xiao Lin, Xiao Lin never cares who his opponent is, so he is often forced into danger by his opponent's unique moves when he plays, and it is very difficult to win every time.
But Situ Yun is different, although he is a disciple of the Situ family, he has not been able to enjoy the best resources, but it is precisely because he is in the low-end living environment of a big family that he has developed a meticulous character, and he will make sufficient preparations before every action, and he will spend a lot of time collecting information about the opponent and studying the characteristics of the opponent, so as to find the fastest way to win.
Before this competition, Situ Yun had been locked in the door, and the table was full of Wang Yang's various information, which he used the power of the Situ family to search for, he had already studied Wang Yang thoroughly, and even the manuscript of "Foothill Sword" that was circulating in the market He found it and pondered it carefully, trying to find the shortcomings of this set of swordsmanship, so that he could accurately hit the opponent's weaknesses.
"Foothills, mountains and rivers!" Wang Yang snorted lightly in his mouth, and the sword momentum on his body rose to the sky, like a towering mountain falling from the sky, and fell heavily in the martial arts arena, the giant sword in his hand waved, and his figure stepped out step by step, and swept towards Situ Yun in a blink of an eye.
"After this period of competition, he has improved in terms of speed. Situ Yun was not the slightest surprised by Wang Yang's speed improvement, all this information was in his hands
Grip.
Situ Yun spread a pair of snow-white wings behind him, his body was blurred for a while, and he suddenly rose into the sky, suspended in midair, and easily dodged Wang Yang's powerful sword.
"This kid is getting faster. Xiao Lin sat on the sidelines and looked at the opponents in this group stage, muttering softly in his heart, it seems that he is not the only one who has become stronger during this period of time, and every player has been rapidly improving his strength after the baptism of this competition.
Actual combat is always the fastest way to improve for those who are able, every battle pushes themselves to a desperate situation, and every duel challenges their limits, so that their bodies and abilities can be quickly improved, so as to face more powerful opponents.
This is also a characteristic of human beings, compared to some other races, whether it is the three major calamities or fierce beasts, human beings can quickly improve their strength in battle, which is determined by the characteristics of human beings.
After all, the lifespan of human beings is not advantageous compared with other races, and it is even quite short, even if it is at the peak of ability, such as a master of the level of the throne, it is already the top of the sky to be able to live to be one hundred and fifteen or even two hundred years old.
In the face of the thousands of years of lifespan of ghosts, realm corpses or inhumans, it is too short, so God has given humans the fastest cultivation speed, other races may need to cultivate for hundreds or even thousands of years to touch the general realm, but humans only need thirty or twenty years to be enough, which also makes the number of human powerhouses increase rapidly, and finally make them the rulers of the entire continent.
"But. Xiao Lin looked up at Situ Yun floating in mid-air, "In the face of this kind of opponent with flying ability, Wang Yang is still not easy to fight." At the same time, he also has a bit of a headache, when he faces Situ Yun in the division finals, how should he solve the opponent's tricky flying ability, this is really too cheating.
"In my estimation, your chances of winning are slim. Situ Yun was suspended in mid-air, looked at Wang Yang, and said softly.
"How do you know if you haven't fought?" Wang Yang said lightly, the heavy sword in his hand swung and slashed towards Situ Yun, and the fierce sword light surged out, cutting through the sky and slashing in the air.
Situ Yun's figure flickered, and in the blink of an eye, he swept away a short distance, and came to another position, easily dodging Wang Yang's sword, his palms were folded in front of his chest, and the snow-white wings behind him quickly flapped, and the sharp feather sword fell in the air, turning into a rain of swords and slashing towards Wang Yang, with a fierce momentum, sweeping in the air.
"Foothills, Mountains and Rivers!" Wang Yang roared again, and the heavy sword in his hand waved, and an astonishing sword light volleyed out of the sky, bombarding the white sword rain in the sky.
A violent sound of "boom" came out, and suddenly a large area of sword rain was twisted into powder by the sword light, and fell from the sky one after another, and the energy storm in the sky raged in the field.
"En?" Wang Yang suddenly found that Situ Yun's figure had disappeared from the sky, and he hurriedly looked up but failed to find any trace of Situ Yun.
"Skylark!"
Situ Yun's voice suddenly sounded in mid-air, and then a huge long sword condensed from a white feather sword volleyed into the air
fell, the speed was extremely fast, and it slashed towards Wang Yang.
"Foothills, mountains!"
Wang Yang gritted his teeth, and the heavy sword in his hand swung quickly, and actually drew an afterimage in the air, as if there were several more heavy swords in his book, and countless sword lights rose to the sky, accompanied by the momentum of this foothill, colliding with Situ Yun's white long sword.
The sound of fierce bombardment suddenly resounded throughout the arena, and the white feathered sword and fierce sword qi splashed in all directions, crackling and falling on the protective formation of the audience, setting off ripples.
The competition platform flew with smoke and dust, obscuring everyone's sight, and Situ Yun's figure disappeared from the sky again, turning into a blurred light and shadow and rushing into the smoke.
The sound of limb collision suddenly sounded in the smoke and dust, and the connection continued to come out, one after another, and everyone could only see two vague figures shuttling back and forth in the smoke and dust, and each time they exchanged hands, they could wave gray-white waves in the smoke and dust, and there were raging energy fluctuations spraying around.
"I can't really see anything. Xiao Lin's eyes widened and he wanted to see the situation in the middle of the game, but everything was in vain, he could only rely on perception to feel the changes in the momentum of the two sides, and what made his heart a little heavy was that Wang Yang's momentum was constantly declining, and he gradually fell to the downside.
However, Situ Yun's momentum has always been maintained at a high point, without any fluctuations, as if there is no loss at all, and the momentum of the whole person has always been strong, and there is even a tendency to slowly rise up.
"When" a crisp metal crash sounded, and a pitch-black heavy sword spun out of the smoke and dust, and landed heavily on the sidelines.
Immediately, Wang Yang's figure also retreated from the smoke and dust, and fell in front of everyone's eyes, his body was covered with countless scars, and the blood had already soaked his clothes, he knelt on one knee, lowered his head and was gasping for breath, it seemed that he had suffered a lot of damage.
"So miserable?" Xiao Lin was shocked when he saw Wang Yang's appearance, he had fought with Wang Yang, and he knew his strength very well, but he didn't expect that in the face of Situ Yun, he was completely suppressed and failed to take advantage of it.
Subsequently, Situ Yun's figure also walked out of the smoke and dust, and to everyone's consternation, there was no damage on his body, even his clothes were not damaged, the whole person was calm, and he didn't take a breath of air, I don't know if people thought he had just played.
"How can there be no injuries at all?" Xiao Lin was also shocked, it was still very difficult for Situ Yun and Linglong to fight before, how could it be so easy to meet Wang Yang, "Could it be that he hid his strength before?"
Xiao Lin could only think of this explanation, in the face of Linglong, who had cast the second layer of the Moon Breath Technique, Situ Yun still retained his strength, and did not use all his means, and in the duel just now, he used the smoke and dust in the sky to hide his means of winning, and he didn't want the remaining opponents to see through all his strength.
"It's not easy. Xiao Lin frowned and looked at Situ Yun, who was light and breezy, and his heart was a little heavy.
"This descendant of your family is not weak. Zhao Xingnan looked at Situ Yun and said with a chuckle, "He."
There should be a high probability that you can also enter the genius training camp. ”
"Hmph. Situ Lei snorted, "A disciple with a foreign surname can't make much waves." ”
"Not necessarily. Zhao Xingnan's eyes showed a hint of meaning, "You have to be careful, this young man is not simple, he hides a lot, if you don't work hard, I'm afraid you will be overtaken by him." ”
"Catch up?" Situ Lei laughed, as if he had heard some joke, and couldn't help laughing, "Want to catch up with me?" wait until he steps into the seventh level first, now he and I can solve it with one hand." ”
"Level seven?", Zhao Xingnan was silent and did not speak, thinking in his heart, his fingers lightly tapped on the railing in front of him, and a thoughtful look appeared on his face.
"I lost. Wang Yang stood up and looked at Situ Yun and said lightly, he can accept this result, after all, he has exerted his full strength, but he is still easily won by the opponent, which can only say that the gap between them is too big, and it is not a level opponent at all.
Xiao Lin got up and left from the players' seat, today's competition is all over, and the day after tomorrow is the regional finals, he has to use this free time to prepare well, otherwise I am afraid he will lose very badly.
Situ Yun stood on the stage and watched Xiao Lin's figure gradually move away, his eyes burst with a fine light, and finally said softly.
"You're next. ”
(End of chapter)