Chapter 129: Invisible and Unintentional

Zhang Sanyi smiled, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

He wanted to laugh because he had finally used the sword.

Invisible unintentionally, he just did it invisible.

It's just that this sword seems to have drained all his strength in an instant, and the Qi, dantianzhong, dried up all of a sudden, and the little golden man is frantically absorbing the Qi around him, fortunately, he is an empty attribute, no matter what the attribute, he can absorb it.

Ying Ying looked at Zhang Sanyi with an incredible face, at that moment just now, he felt a great danger, but fortunately, he let the terracotta warriors block the front.

Of course, even if he didn't react, Zhang Sanyi's sword wouldn't have appeared on him.

In the ring, Ying Ying didn't dare to move, and Zhang Sanyi was just struggling to support, the sword just now, although it was enough to pretend to be forced, the consequences were too serious, even if Ying won it, he could kick him out of the ring with one kick.

"I lost—"

With a bright grin towards Yingying, Zhang Sanyi tightened his scabbard, turned around and walked down.

"Boy, are you alright?"

Lin Jue's expression was serious, and next to him were Fu Chun and Fan Tianming, vice principal of Xiwu.

"It's okay, it's just out of strength"

Zhang Sanyi smiled bitterly.

Huai Sheng supported Zhang Sanyi and slowly disappeared into the crowd.

Ying Ying was still stunned in the ring, at a loss.

Did he win?

He didn't think so.

From the beginning, Zhang Sanyi never thought about separating the winner from him, right?

Could it be that I am too eager to win?

Or does Brother Zhang look down on me so much?

Shaking his head vigorously, Ying Ying walked out of the ring in a daze.

He believes that Zhang Sanyi is not that kind of person.

However, he is not happy!

......

Because Zhang Sanyi could not accept the challenge for the time being, the students who chose to challenge Zhang Sanyi had to be arranged for the next day.

It's just that Ying Ying couldn't hold his breath, and the students who challenged Ying Ying in the afternoon, which one was not ravaged by the Terracotta Warriors, the six-stage Ying Win, the four Terracotta Warriors, was really strong and a little perverted.

There were many people who were ready to challenge Yingying and gave up the opportunity, ready to recharge their energy and pick up soft persimmons the next day.

After all, everyone is a clear-eyed person, Zhang Sanyi lost, and the loss was inexplicable.

Even if he had that sword, he couldn't use it on his students, could he?

So, everyone has nothing to fear.

......

In the evening, although he coped with more than a dozen challengers in one afternoon, for Yingying, a group of the most fifth-stage ones, what can he do?

Zhang Sanyi was lying on the bed, sleepy-eyed.

"Brother Zhang, why are you admitting defeat?"

This is the fifth time that Yingying has asked this question in the evening.

Zhang Sanyi didn't know how to answer.

"Really, what I said is true, it's really out of strength, otherwise I can lie down?"

Winwin still doesn't believe it.

Of course he didn't believe that Zhang Sanyi would lose to himself!

"That'...... When you're ready, promise me a good fight?"

"Okay, let's talk about it"

Zhang Sanyi just wanted to hurry up and get a good night's sleep.

He was really tired.

Although the divine consciousness is a good thing, the better the thing, the more expensive it is, and the consumption of the body is really large.

Coupled with that outbreak, Zhang Sanyi was directly overdrawn.

The whole afternoon, lying down all afternoon without recovery.

Ying Ying finally left, Zhang Sanyi breathed a sigh of relief and slowly closed his eyes.

Then, he saw an aqua blue figure.

Needless to say, he knew it was Shuiqing.

Regarding Shui Qing's reluctance to face him, Zhang Sanyi was also very helpless.

"Keep practicing"

Shui Qing's voice was cold.

"Uh...... Don't you, do you?"

Zhang Sanyi's face was bitter all of a sudden.

"Smack-"

He saw an ice-blue snake coming towards him.

It turned out that Shui Qing's whips were all drawn on his divine sense, which is why he couldn't find the scars.

The tingling, heart-rending pain, and the bone-chilling made Zhang San sober up all of a sudden, without any tiredness.

Shui Qing's whip, Zhang Sanyi just wanted to say, ruthless enough.

Sit cross-legged on the bed with the scabbard flat on your knees.

Zhang Sanyi closed his eyes and wrapped the Xuanbing scabbard with his divine sense.

wanted to lift the scabbard, but the scabbard seemed to be heavier than a thousand catties, and there was a slight chill on the Xuanbing scabbard, and after a long time of contact, it seemed to freeze his divine sense, and he had to withdraw his divine consciousness early, but, in the next second, it was a whip that was even more terrifying than the chill of the Xuanbing scabbard.

"Cluck-"

Zhang Sanyi's teeth trembled, he didn't dare to withdraw his divine sense from the Xuanbing scabbard.

Shuiqing's whip is not only cold, but also painful to death.

The choice of smart people must be wrapped in a scabbard, and Zhang Sanyi thinks that he is not stupid.

Enduring the torment of the cold and the continuous consumption of his divine sense, Zhang Sanyi felt that his divine sense was getting weaker and weaker, weaker and weaker, and he had begun to gradually lose his grip on the Xuanbing scabbard, and began to retreat uncontrollably.

At the same time, a pain that was a little more intense than Shui Qing's whip filled his entire brain.

"Uh...... Ah......h

Zhang Sanyi finally couldn't stand it anymore and shouted out, shouting heartbreakingly, like a beast.

"Smack-"

A whip, straight over.

"Shut up"

"Grass"

Zhang Sanyi scolded directly.

He was in such pain, and the water added fuel to the fire and whipped him.

"Smack-"

Another whip.

Zhang Sanyi didn't dare to shout or scold.

He's too hard.

But, what should I do?

The nails that had been cut tightly to the fingers still pierced into the palms of the hands, and the bright blood oozed out, dripping on the white sheets, blooming flowers.

"Uh-"

can't shout, Zhang San is so muffled.

I really can't help it!

Instead of adapting to the chill of the Xuanbing scabbard, as Zhang Sanyi imagined, he began to faint for a while.

However, Shuiqing's whip is pumping more and more frequently.

The more he smoked, the more he shouted, and as soon as he shouted, the whip drew again.

The whole room was filled with pig-killing roars.

The sky was slightly bright, Zhang Sanyi finally fainted, Shui Qing's whip did not arrive as scheduled, but two pills flew into Zhang Sanyi's mouth, through his throat, and melted in his chest.

A Yangyuan Dan, a Qingxin Dan.

The pill is in the abdomen, Zhang Sanyi feels a lot better, although the Qingxin Pill is more used to calm the mind and assist meditation, but for the current Zhang Sanyi, it is better than nothing.

His consciousness had shrunk and was about to disappear.

Otherwise, Shui Qing can let him rest?

It's just that Zhang Sanyi was abused all night, and he started to sleep early in the morning, crying him, but Lin Jue was also bitter.

Early in the morning, twenty or thirty students who challenged Zhang Sanyi were already waiting in the competition field, but Zhang Sanyi was not seen for a long time, which made Lin Jue not in a hurry.

Vaguely, there is already a discussion of Zhang Sanyi who is afraid of fighting and deliberately closes up, what kind of retreat and cultivation is he talking about?

Just kidding, they awakened people need retreat?

The principle that the Awakened has remained unchanged for thousands of years, the more diligent and the more you practice, the more skilled you can be, and this is the cultivation method of the Awakened.

"Lao Lin, this ......"

Fan Changming smiled, a little gloating.

"Wait!"

......

It wasn't until noon that Zhang Sanyi was broken in by the unbearable President Lin and slipped out of bed.

When he saw Zhang Sanyi lying on the bed, snoring, and sleeping comfortably, Lin Jue was angry, and he couldn't wait to slap Zhang Sanyi directly.

Make so many people wait all morning, and you sleep here?

Looking around in confusion, looking at the fierce Lin Jue, as well as Yingying who pursed his mouth behind him, Zhang Sanyi was irritable.

He wants to sleep!

After sleeping all morning, Zhang Sanyi still felt dizzy, which was the sequelae of impaired consciousness, but the body felt quite comfortable.

"Right now, right now—"

Zhang Sanyi smiled, sent the principal of Lin University, who was a teacher, out, washed his cold face, and sobered up a little.

Walked towards the playing field.

"Coming, coming......"

There was a commotion in the crowd.

"Cut, I thought he was cowardly?"

"I heard that Seibu came to a six-stage one."

"Really?"

"Our Lin Chu, the most powerful Lin Chu in Lanwu, is only at the peak of the fifth stage."

......

There are all kinds of discussions, and many students are not so optimistic about Zhang Sanyi.

Holding the scabbard in his right hand and holding his shoulder, Zhang Sanyi stood in the ring, yawning, he was still sleepy.

But, there is no way, who made him agree to Lin Jue?

His biggest advantage can also be said to be a disadvantage, that is, he keeps his promises, and he has to do everything he can to do well when he promises others.

The race was soon underway.

The front was full of students in the third and fourth sections, and Zhang Sanyi was too lazy to fight hard, he just wanted to finish quickly and go back to sleep.

Basically, three Qi swords flew out, and the battle ended quickly.

......

"Lin Chu, the pinnacle of the fifth stage of the gold system"

What came up was a young man dressed in black with a thin face, and Zhang Sanyi felt a little familiar.

"Lao Lin, your grandson is good."

"It's still almost."

......

"Let's get started"

Zhang Sanyi said lightly.

"Won't you report it?"

"No more"

......

"Cut, so arrogant?"

"It's just, crazy what?"

"Lin Chu, hit him ......"

......

These shouts, Zhang Sanyi just smiled slightly.

Then, he handed the scabbard to his left hand and slowly pulled out Xihe behind him.

Compared with Yingying, he uses the scabbard because they are friends.

He said that you don't need to cut people with a scabbard.

On the rostrum, at the moment when Zhang Sanyi pulled out the red sword, Fan Changming began to be calm.

“S？”

His voice trembled.

"I'm going to be a good one"

......

In the ring, Lin Chu moved.

A golden armor covered Lin Chu's whole body, and in his hand, there was an extra golden stick with a length of three meters.

With an arrow step, Lin Chu rushed towards Zhang Sanyi, and then, jumping up, swinging his stick, the golden stick smashed towards the top of Zhang Sanyi's head.

Lin Chu's stick was raging, but Zhang Sanyi was different.

It's just a sword, just like the usual practice of stabbing, and the tip of the sword is stabbed.

"Boom-"

The tip of the sword came into contact with Lin Chu's golden rod, and the air seemed to explode, Zhang Sanyi's sword tip was slightly lowered, and Lin Chu's golden rod was also difficult to measure.

Under the armor, Lin Chu's cold face finally showed a trace of consternation.

His hard blow was blocked so easily.

Then, he saw that Zhang Sanyi's sword moved.

With a good opportunity, he poked at Zhang Sanyi's chest with the end of the stick, "Bell-", the stick was blocked by the red sword body, the sword body bent an arc, and then the sword body popped out, and a huge force made Lin Chu fly out.

Zhang Sanyi took advantage of the victory to pursue, and while Lin Chu had not stabilized his body, he slashed away with a sword, and in the chaos, Lin Chu had no choice but to put a golden stick in front of him. The red sword slashed at the golden stick, and the golden stick was actually cut into a deep gap.

With a kick, Zhang Sanyi kicked Lin Chu's chest, Qi exploded on Lin Jue's chest, and a deep footprint appeared on the golden armor, and where the footprints were, the gold was dim.

Lin Jue had already reached the edge of the ring.

Zhang Sanyi waved his sword, Lin Chu's golden stick resisted, and there were already gaps everywhere on the golden long stick, and it was precarious, as if it was about to break.

Finally, under Zhang Sanyi's sword split, the golden long stick in Lin Chu's hand was broken into two.

Lin Jue's aura suddenly weakened a lot.

On the rostrum, Lin Jueteng stood up suddenly, frowning.

The golden long stick, a weapon forged by Sun Tzu, is closely related to itself, and now it was cut off by Zhang Sanyi.

Sun Tzu didn't admit defeat, Lin Jue could only be in a hurry, he couldn't stop shouting, the relationship between him and Sun Tzu was not so harmonious.

"Throw in the towel!"

"No"

Then, Lin Chu was kicked down by Zhang Sanyi.