What's the matter, Lin Cong, don't you still admit defeat?" Fang Rong walked slowly towards Lin Cong with an expressionless face.

If Lin Cong admits defeat, he will really feel very depressed, because he can't kill Lin Cong openly.

However, Fang Rong is very confident, this Lin Cong will never admit defeat.

When they were young, they often cooperated with the Zhang family to ridicule Lin Cong for being a waste, but that guy never admitted defeat and did not admit that he was a waste, even if Lin Cong was beaten down by his own group, he always tried to stand up by himself until he lost consciousness.

How can such a person easily admit defeat?

Looking at Lin Cong who was embarrassed on the field, the most anxious was Lin Cong's father Lin Zhiyuan.

"Cong'er, admit defeat quickly! Don't be reckless!" Lin Zhiyuan shouted, he wanted to rush to the stage and save his son, but he couldn't do so, because he felt the gaze of the scholarly young man, as well as the spiritual pressure and malice released from him.

Lin Zhiyuan could feel that the strength of the other party was bound to be above him, and once he made a move, he would inevitably be obstructed, and if the scholar man directly forcibly killed Lin Cong under this pretext of disrupting the rules, he would definitely not be able to stop him.

So after weighing the three, in order to save the life of his most beloved son, Lin Zhiyuan shouted again: "I admit defeat instead of Lin Cong, our Lin family admits defeat and voluntarily withdraws from this big competition!"

Just when Lin Zhiyuan's words fell, I saw that Lin Cong's originally bent waist slowly straightened, and his wheezing voice slowly calmed down, and he now felt that the air around him was solidified.

Just now, he felt that a force that did not belong to him instantly merged into his body, and the warm current spread from his dantian, which was a sense of strength and fulfillment that he had never had.

And this sense of strength and fulfillment made him feel that the whole world had slowed down, his breathing had slowed down, his heartbeat had slowed down, and Fang Rong, who was preparing to strike a fatal blow at him, raised the giant sword above his head, and then smashed it hard............

It's as if time has stood still.

The aura in his body surged, and an extremely majestic aura gushed out from the dantian, and he had never felt the feeling that his body was filled with such a powerful aura.

Suddenly, Lin Cong opened his closed eyes, and the aura on his body burst out like a flood that broke the embankment, and the long sword in his right hand and his left hand crossed and raised it above his head.

Bite~~

Another sound of metal striking reached everyone's ears.

Then a manic aura hovered out from Lin Cong's body, directly impacting Fang Rong's body, and he pushed Fang Rong's long sword away with both hands.

Rumble~~

With Lin Cong as the center, the earth began to shatter in the direction of the cone in front of him.

Everything came too suddenly, almost all of them didn't react, they didn't expect that Lin Cong, who was almost seriously injured and completely lost his combat effectiveness, actually recovered all his state almost all at once, and his body burst out with an unprecedented powerful aura.

The most important thing is that the current Lin Cong, with his own strength, actually knocked Fang Rong back a hundred meters away at once, and then raised his twin swords and slashed at Fang Rong at a speed that Fang Rong couldn't capture at all.

"I have two swords, one sword to cut the body, one sword to cut the soul......"

This is the first sentence of Lin Cong's swordsmanship Cloud Breaking Sword, originally, Lin Cong didn't know much about this sentence, but he just followed the swordsmanship and practiced it, and didn't think too much about it.

But now, he understood, and after just getting that wisp of power that didn't belong to him, he finally understood the meaning of this sentence.

"Kill the soul?" Lin Cong asked himself, "I've already seen his soul!"

Now in Lin Cong's eyes, Fang Rong in front of him was like a wooden stake covered in air skin, and he felt that his sword could easily penetrate the body shaped like air and directly slash at his soul.

"Cloud Breaking Sword Third Style, Soul Breaking~"

Brush~

Two sword flashes flashed, and Lin Cong's double sword cross slashed across Fang Rong's neck like scissors.

There were no scars, no blood, and Lin Cong's attack seemed to be cut into the air.

Fang Rong's screams were remembered in everyone's ears.

"No...... No...... I don't want ...... Dead ......"

Then Fang Rong's body fell straight down, a white soul was separated from his body and floated in the air, and then everyone saw that a crack appeared in the neck of this soul and kept expanding.

Fang Rong's soul struggled hard in the air, but it was only a breath of time before his soul flew away.

Everyone in the stands was stunned, everything was too fast, they couldn't see what was going on at all, how could this Fang Rong fall like this without warning, it was too weird.

And what was the mist-like white shadow that floated out of Fang Rong's body just now? Was it the soul? Could it be that Fang Rong's soul of the Giant Sword had been killed?

Everyone can only understand what happened in an instant according to their own thoughts!

"Hey...... What just happened?"

"Don't ask me, I'...... I didn't see it clearly!"

"I saw it, that Fang Rong is already gone!"

“......”

At this moment, whether it was the Lin family, the Fang family, and the Zhang family, all of them were stunned.

Anyone with a little bit of cultivation can feel that this Lin Cong is indeed exhausted, and his spiritual power has been exhausted, but for some reason, the strength on this Lin Cong's body exploded instantly, and with such a sudden burst of speed and strange swordsmanship, he instantly killed Fang Rong!

The head of the Fang family who was sitting below was furious in his heart, his fingers were slightly forced, and the cup in his hand instantly turned into powder.

However, it was true that the anger in his heart did not erupt, this worst plan was not something he hadn't thought of, he didn't expect it to happen.

Lin Cong withdrew his double swords, ignoring the eyes of everyone around him, Lin Cong stared at Zhang Shijie who was sitting in the field!

"Zhang Shijie, do you dare to fight with me?"

Lin Cong's tone was calm, indeed with full killing intent, which made Zhang Shijie, who was sitting below, unable to help but break into a cold sweat.

How dare he go up to fight?

He himself didn't accept Fang Rong's opponent, and now that Fang Rong has directly become Lin Cong's sword, is he still an opponent?

But before Zhang Shijie could reply, a man dressed as a scholar next to him stood up and walked to the huge ring with a smile.

"Hahaha, Brother Lin, you are really a heroic boy, and you deserve to be one of the three swords of Chiyang City. The scholar joked: "I admit that your strength is very strong, Shijie is not your opponent, so let me be your opponent!"

Glancing at the young man in front of him, Lin Cong didn't dare to despise it at all, and asked directly: "Who are you, and what qualifications are you to participate in my Chiyang City Competition?"

"I'm the top academy, Yang Yu, this Zhang family is a subsidiary family of my top academy, I am naturally qualified to help them!