"Don't, Fourth Sister, I know it's wrong, can't I?" This Lan Zhiyuan is not afraid of the sky and the earth, here, he is the fourth sister who is most afraid of her.

And in the Lan family, only his fourth sister Lan Lingyue dared to teach him a lesson in front of everyone, their father and mother also loved this fourth sister very much, and they would not say a word about her teaching him, so in the Lan family, Lan Zhiyuan was the most afraid of Lan Lingyue.

"It's good to know, don't bite your tongue here, watch the game. Lan Lingyue said impatiently.

"Fourth sister, I want to ask you something, do you still think that Yu Feiyang can win this game?" Lan Zhiyuan asked in a little frightened whisper.

Unexpectedly, Lan Lingyue's performance surprised him greatly.

"Hey!"

Lan Lingyue sighed, and a little worry appeared in her eyes: "I thought that after Yu Feiyang integrated the sword intent and improved by a few points, he would already be able to win this game." ”

"Now it seems that it is not necessarily. This Lin Ting is indeed a very thoughtful person, and he actually analyzed Yu Feiyang's footwork and swordsmanship route. ”

"I can actually see which direction he is used to shooting or kicking first before he makes every move, and it seems that the victory and defeat between these two people are still half. ”

Fourth sister, you look up to that kid too much, you said it, his moves have been thoroughly analyzed by Senior Brother Lin Ting, and his cultivation is still lower than Senior Brother Lin Ting, where are the chances of him winning?"

After listening to Lan Lingyue's analysis, Lan Zhiyuan didn't believe that Yu Feiyang could win this game.

"Hmph! Just look down. ”

Lan Lingyue snorted coldly, noncommittal, she had no confidence that Yu Feiyang would win this game at this time.

Fang Caiyu was in danger of being in danger several times, and was almost stabbed by Lin Ting's sword light. It was all because of his dangerous and super-level performance that he was not injured.

Under the pressure of Lin Ting's already accurate sword momentum, it was not as flexible and swift as it was at the beginning, relying on Tianlong Water Step.

Every time Yu Feiyang took a step, it seemed that Lin Ting could always feel that he was the first to take the foot, and he didn't want to directly hit it in the direction of the side where he took the step.

Yu Feiyang hasn't made a move yet, and people have estimated the line of his move, why don't you let Yu Feiyang be passive everywhere and be in danger.

Fortunately, he has more than a year of experience outside, which always allows him to play beyond the norm and avoid danger when he encounters the most critical time.

This battle is still a battle of speed, a war of change, and a battle of prediction in advance.

"Dang!"

A striking sound suddenly sounded, and Yu Feiyang's sword light that was close at hand bounced away, and he felt that the hand holding the sword hurt slightly, as if it had been cut by the sword light.

Sure enough, at this time, I realized that there was a trace of blood on the back of my hand holding the sword.

The thirty-ninth combination, Lin Ting's magic sword, finally caught the fighter, and a sword slashed the back of Yu Feiyang's hand.

In fact, as early as earlier, when the two met for more than ten years, Yu Feiyang had already realized that the situation was wrong.

Lin Ting seems to have divine help, every time he takes out the sword, he can always find out the direction he is used to using the sword, and the direction of the footwork.

At this time, it can be vaguely seen that every sword of Lin Ting can always be the first to catch the opportunity.

And Yu Feiyang's body shape and footwork are like a kind of dance, with fluttering clothes, elegant and elegant, and beautiful.

There is a mysterious and peculiar dragon artistic conception in it, which makes his steps more light and unpredictable, and it is also like a dragon phantom, fluctuating, if it were not for this, Yu Feiyang would have been defeated.

But this Lin Ting is still unrelenting, and the first opportunity is taken one after another, leaving Yu Feiyang at a loss.

"Hey, it looks like the black horse is coming to an end. ”

"I thought he could surprise me again? I didn't expect him to be so bad, he barely even had a chance to take the initiative. ”

"Yes, he seems to be restrained by Senior Brother Lin, every time he makes the first move, he always lets Senior Brother Lin see through, it seems that in this game, Senior Brother Lin is sure to win in the end. ”

"Newcomers are always newcomers, and it's good to be able to reach the top 16. ”

"It's a pity that this Tianlong Water Step is difficult to show its past wonder today. ”

"I don't think it will take many moves, this dark horse will definitely be defeated. ”

“......”

For a while, everyone's discussion suddenly rose, and almost everyone present was one-sided, speculating that Yu Feiyang's game was a game that was bound to lose.

Of course, Yu Feiyang also heard these discussions, and couldn't help but take a deep breath, knowing that at this time, he could only fight hard again, or he could find a fighter.

Yu Feiyang himself is also very clear, if this continues, Lin Ting only needs to make ten or twenty more moves, and he will inevitably be defeated.

"No matter what, it's a loss anyway, it's better to give it a go, and lose to be a little more bloody!"

"Whew!"

The Heavenly Dragon Sword slashed across the palm of his left hand, only to see a stream of essence blood instantly disappear into the Heavenly Dragon Sword.

"Ahh

Yu Feiyang shouted wildly at the sky, and his excitement at this time became even more excited with the excitement of the Heavenly Dragon Sword.

"Brush!"

The earth spirit belt around his waist flashed instantly.

I saw that the spiritual qi in his body instantly burst out, flowing into the meridians of his body.

Then, when it was completely out of control and out of the grasp of Yu Feiyang, the heat behind him also arrived in time. Help him control this part, the part of his cultivation beyond his control.

The inner spiritual qi up and down the body was like a fairy qi entangled, and suddenly it continued to swirl around Yu Feiyang. The inner spiritual qi of the whole person also swelled suddenly.

Yu Feiyang also took advantage of the situation to change his sword technique, ignoring Lin Ting's unpredictable sword momentum.

Didn't Lin Ting judge the line of his sword first every time, he simply waited for Lin Ting's move, and then chose the sword move, so as to respond to all changes.

Before each move, he was as fast as a dragon, and he suddenly attacked, changing the situation of being passively beaten.

"Whew!"

When Lin Ting's sword slashed at Yu Feiyang's body again, a dragon-like sword shadow appeared in time.

"Dang!"

After the violent impact of the blow, suddenly another spark flashed in the ring.

And Yu Feiyang also gradually understood Lin Ting's routine attack on him after several such defenses.

When the two collided again, at the moment when Lin Ting's sword shadow was bounced away, Yu Feiyang's figure swept towards Lin Ting.

Yu Feiyang knew that the moment when Lin Ting's sword was bounced off was the moment when he didn't have time to draw the sword, Yu Feiyang relied on his footwork like a dragon shadow ghost.

"Woohoo~~~!"

With a few rapid sweeps, he suddenly entered three feet in front of Lin Ting.