"Then it will be up to me to announce the rules of the duel, first: both sides can freely use weapons and soul skills but cannot use elixir to cheat, second: when the attacking party is knocked down and does not stand up for ten breaths, it will be judged to lose, third: when one side jumps out of the duel competition circle, it will be judged to lose, fourth: when one side is not right and has a murderous intention, I will take action to terminate the duel..."

After Referee Li Xin briefly explained the rules of the duel, Funeral Night and Lin Hantian were ready to fight at any time.

"Name. ”

"Funeral night. "It's a cold day. ”

"Xiuwei. ”

"The early stage of the Spirit Realm. ", "Late stage of the psychic realm. ”

"The duel begins!"

As the loud voices of Li Xin and the two sides of the duel sounded, the battle between the funeral night and Lin Hantian officially began.

"Storm Spike!"

At the moment when Referee Li Xin announced the start of the duel, Lin Hantian took the lead in attacking, as a frequent visitor to the duel, he clearly knew the principle of striking first, although he didn't think that this low-level soul skill would make the funeral night directly defeated, but with the outbreak of the spike in the strong wind, Lin Hantian knew that he had to fight the momentum first.

"So fast!"

Funeral Night secretly said in his heart, although he knew that Lin Hantian looked like a stumbling man, his internal cultivation was not swollen.

This is also natural, a class like Lin Mansion that surpasses the common people certainly understands the importance of strength, how can Lin Hantian, who has been forced to receive elite training since childhood, be compared to the group of thieves who are not in the flow of Fengyun Village.

"Hmph, it's not bad, so how about this trick!" Seeing that Funeral Night jumped back and dodged for several miles, Lin Hantian didn't want to give Funeral Night a chance to breathe, and the rib knife in his hand locked directly to Funeral Night's throat in the rotation.

"Cross slash. With a quick flash step, Lin Hantian Bufeng calmly locked on to the funeral night, and when he was close to the funeral night, the rib knife was suddenly attached to it with a powerful soul qi, only to see the soul qi scattered through the blue light, and the restless soul power at close range condensed and turned into a cross soul blade and rushed towards the chest of the funeral night.

"Bang!"

I only heard a loud noise, and the soul power was full under the energy riot, and the soul power of the burial night was not to be outdone, and the soul power of the ghost hand turned into a solid one hardly received the cross slash attack of Lin Hantian.

The repulsion erupted under the collision of the soul power of the two sides, and Lin Hantian had already flipped several times in a row at the moment when the cross slash was issued, and retreated back to its original position. And the place where the night of the funeral was attacked was already full of smoke.

As the smoke quietly dissipated, the figure of the funeral night appeared in the sight of Lin Hantian and the audience, only to see the funeral night standing on the field unscathed, and then said to the former, "What, is this the ability? It seems that you are just a boy who can play tricks." ”

With the peace of the funeral night, Mu Xi breathed a long sigh of relief, Lin Hantian's attack just now made her not react too much, when she realized it, the funeral night had already suffered the attack of the cross slash head-on, "It seems that I still underestimate the cold sky on weekdays, and I haven't seen this guy improve so much for a long time." ”

"No, Lin Shao's attack under the combined soul technique of Wind Thrust and Cross Slash was actually defused by him, who is this kid. ”

"Being able to pass the tricks without injury under Lin Shao's combined soul technique, it's the first time I've seen it in my life. ”

"It seems that Lin Shao has met an opponent this time, and this kid in front of him is not simple. ”

...

The battle scene just now quickly made the audience also agitated, and suddenly the audience began to discuss the situation of the battle in a whisper. At the same time, everyone was intently wondering what kind of picture the two sides would look like next.

And Lin Hantian, who was standing in the duel arena on the other side of the funeral night, was also shocked at this time, the Wind Rush and the Cross Slash were his specialties that he had cultivated for many years, and this combined soul technique that he was proud of even allowed him to defeat the soul man in the early stage of the Soul Transformation Realm when he was still in the middle of the Psychic Realm. But he won't panic, he still has several hole cards, he can't lose this battle, not only Mu Xi, but also the people in the audience are present, this duel is lost, how can I still mix in this hall in the cold day, how can I mix in this Biluo City.

"It's just a small test just now, don't be proud of the surname burial, look at the tricks. Following Lin Hantian's words, the soul power under his feet soared to the sky, and the blue soul qi was everywhere, and his rib knife even had a sword sound.

"This kid in Hantian is worthy of being the son of Lin Feng, at a young age, this wind resistance technique has been perfected, and it can be seen that this is still all his strength. The referee Li Xin, who was standing on the side and watching the duel arena, sighed when he saw this, and seemed to be praising Lin Hantian's offensive, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously showed an expectant smile.

And then the funeral night was not as relaxed as the others at the moment, as the protagonist of the duel, he was at close range in the face of Lin Hantian's accumulation, and a slight white sweat appeared on his forehead. The Venerable Elder who was hidden in his spiritual sea told him that the soul technique in front of him was not simple.

With his instinctive reaction, Funeral Night did feel the oppression from the other party's soul power, outlining the eagle eyes in his eyes that seemed to appear slightly, Funeral Night pulled out the dagger in the waist span and retracted the previous state of laxity and playfulness, and looked at Lin Hantian with a solemn expression.

"Wind Soul Technique--Lingfeng Blade. ”

When Lin was cold, the soul power gathered by his rib knife turned into several blue and white light blades, shuttling towards the funeral night like a swift snake beast.

"Bang bang bang!"

The wind blade that gathered its power swung, and the strong wind pressure carried a thick soul power towards the funeral night.

"Water blast with guns!"

Burial Night instantly felt the strength after resisting the two wind blades with a dagger, and he suddenly raised his left arm quickly, raising his soul power to the extreme, and where his left arm was raised behind Burial Night, several halberds transformed by soul energy were fired back at the wind blades released by Lin Hantian.

Suddenly, the soul power storm was raised, and the piercing sound of breaking wind shook in the dueling arena.

The storm dissipated a few seconds later, and the people in the audience looked at each other, only to see that both the funeral night and the cold day were injured in the storm to varying degrees.

At this time, Lin Hantian looked at the funeral night with a smug expression, he clearly saw that the right arm of the burial night had a shallow wind blade scratch, and he only felt a slight skin abrasion when he looked at himself.

However, before he could make a sound of triumph, the brachialis muscle in his left arm suddenly burst in a small area, and blood broke out.

"What, how is this possible!" Lin Hantian was shocked by his right hand holding his injured left arm, he was safe just now, and his left arm felt a strange fluctuation for a moment, and then it exploded instantly.

Taking away his right hand that was covering the wound, Lin Hantian looked at the blood flowing out of his own eyes, he could see that there was still the soul power of the burial night in the blood, and he suddenly exclaimed in his heart, "This guy is a water attribute soul person!"

"No wonder, when I dodged the halberd of his soul power, the soul power on the halberd dripped on my left arm. Lin Hantian said darkly, "It's okay, it's just a small part, and the muscles are not necrosis!"

And the funeral night didn't react much, and after the collision of the water blast and the Ling Feng blade, he only launched an attack in a few seconds of thinking about it.

Picking up the sharp dagger in his hand, the funeral night pounced on Lin Hantian like a cheetah.

"Huh?" Lin Hantian was stunned for a moment when he suddenly took the initiative to attack, and then secretly said in his heart, "It's not good, this guy is no less fast than me, and he is so strong in strength." ”

"Ding!!"

Lin Hantian couldn't care about any more soul skills, so he picked up the rib knife in his hand and attacked and resisted the burial night, and the sound of weapons colliding sounded, and the burial night dagger attacked again and again to knock Lin Hantian back several meters.

Looking at the scene in front of him, the audience had already produced an unbelievable vision, and at this moment, as a referee, Li Xinzhong had also developed a strong interest in the funeral night.