Lin Xingyu re-tied the mask to his arm, put his right hand into the glove, and clenched his fist, which was flexible and comfortable, and did not affect his movements at all, which cost a lot of money.

"This glove is good, how much does it cost?" Lin Xingyu stared at the glove.

"What kind of money are you talking about? Chen Jingtong said arrogantly.

"When?"

"After you lose. ”

Chen Jingtong rushed forward again, and Lin Xingyu rushed forward together, and at the same time raised his right arm and threw a punch with all his strength.

"Bang!" there was a muffled sound, and the two fists collided.

The two gave up their moves and collided with their fists, Lin Xingyu was heavily armored and had a bit of an advantage, and when the two fists collided, he took three steps back, and Chen Jingtong took five steps back, but he was not convinced.

Rush again!

"Bang!"

Rush again!

"Bang!"

Rush again!

"Bang!"

Several collisions in a row.

"Very good! You're a good opponent. Chen Jingtong took off the gloves with some deformation on the metal surface and threw them aside, his fists covered with scarlet blood.

"You're not a good opponent, I've never had such trouble before. Lin Xingyu also took off his gloves and threw them on the ground, and the blood on his hands looked obviously less than Chen Jingtong.

Chen Jingtong rushed forward again, Lin Xingyu did not dodge or dodge, the two fought together, fists and feet, dazzling to look at.

The audience was dazzled, and couldn't help but cheer for Lin Xingyu, it turned out that this unserious guy was so powerful, and he had been hiding it all the time, this is called low-key, usually not in tune, and it is not bad to be serious.

Chen Jingtong has good kung fu with fists and feet, moves quickly, and combines rigidity and softness, while Lin Xingyu completely relies on the high physical strength of the "Shenwu Balu", plus he has practiced the Qianyuan Sword, and his reaction is relatively fast, so he can fight with Chen Jingtong.

Chen Jingtong and Lin Xingyu have become a fixed four moves, the same as at the beginning, I don't know if it is a habit developed all year round, the left hand hook, the right hand followed by the hook fist, the left fist is half closed, the side kick of the left leg will follow, the right fist is half closed, and the hook leg of the right leg keeps up, and the cycle continues, Lin Xingyu is familiar with parrying.

Chen Jingtong kicked out with a right hook, and hit Lin Xingyu's cheek with a left-hand hook, taking advantage of Lin Xingyu's block, his right hand hook did not come out, and he touched his waist, and a soft sword was pulled out of his waist and swept towards Lin Xingyu's throat.

Lin Xingyu habitually raised his left hand to block Chen Jingtong's swing fist, his arm and the bundled mask package just blocked the view, seeing that the swing fist had not fallen for a long time, he felt a little uneasy, and then heard the sound of "sizzle!", quickly shrank his head back, only to see a soft sword around his arm and mask, slashing in front of his neck, with a bloodshot.

Lin Xingyu quickly jumped back, widened the distance, and after ensuring safety, he reached out and touched his neck, a little rustling pain, and his fingers were stained with some blood, which seemed to have just scratched the skin, and he was very scared in his heart, and his forehead was instantly covered with beads of sweat.

The sword just now, if he hadn't shrunk his head, it would definitely not be as simple as just cutting through the skin, if there was no distance blocked by the mask on the arm, the result would not be good, nine deaths and one life, that glimmer of life is completely to see whether Chen Jingtong will show mercy to his subordinates, depending on the degree of danger just now, it is estimated that it will not.

Lin Xingyu stared at Chen Jingtong with a gloomy face, slowly adjusting his breathing.

Chen Jingtong pursed his lips and shook his head with pity.

Lin Xingyu took down the saber on his back and slowly pulled it out, the water-blue long sword made a gurgling sound when it was unsheathed, crisp and pleasant, and it was like a clear spring flowing and sparkling under the sun.

"It seems that you can wield a sword!" Chen Jingtong said.

"That's right. ”

Lin Xingyu turned the long sword in his hand and inserted it into the scabbard.

Chen Jingtong didn't know why Lin Xingyu put away his long sword, but he didn't want to miss the opportunity, so he attacked Lin Xingyu with his sword, and the soft sword shook like a snake.

Lin Xingyu was not in a hurry or panic, when the distance was shortened, the first style of "Qianyuan Sword" flew down and slashed, drew the sword, chopped the sword, and collected the sword, all in one go.

The water blue long sword collided with the soft sword, Chen Jingtong felt that Lin Xingyu's sword was fast and powerful, and under the collision, the soft sword did not suffer, because the sword body was soft, it was compressed backwards to an arc, and it popped forward again.

Lin Xingyu's movements were handsome, but he did not cut off or even retreat Chen Jingtong's soft sword, the soft sword attack was imminent, and Lin Xingyu had to raise the scabbard with his left hand to block the next blow.

The soft sword hit Lin Xingyu's saber, bent an arc, and slashed directly towards Lin Xingyu's cheek, Lin Xingyu's head dodged backwards, the soft sword just crossed in front of his eyes, the sword wind blew through his eyes, a little stinging, if Chen Jingtong's Xuan Qi was higher, or his swordsmanship attainment was higher, Lin Xingyu's eyes would be useless.

Dodging this dangerous sword, Lin Xingyu turned around and launched an offensive, took a step forward, drew his sword, slashed his sword, took half a step back, retracted his sword, his footsteps and swordsmanship echoed each other, and while dodging the attack of the soft sword, he found an opportunity to use the flying slash.

After the two of them made a few moves, they retreated again.

Lin Xingyu added several more sword marks to his armor, a strand of hair was shaved off, and a sword was hit at the junction of the arm armor, and the blood flowed down and fell to the ground.

Chen Jingtong was not much better, the clothes on his body were torn in many places, and he was hit by a sword on his shoulder, chest, abdomen, and neck, but the wounds were not deep and had little impact.

Chen Jingtong lowered his head, stretched out his fingers, gently touched the wound on his chest, and whispered, "Almost." ”

Lin Xingyu tries to cut the longest distance every time he takes out his sword, just to prevent the soft sword from being entangled, thinking that his swordsmanship is fast to make a sword and close the sword quickly, but there is only this move, under the close combat, Chen Jingtong continues to change his moves, Lin Xingyu is difficult to parry, and it is inevitable to suffer losses, so try to keep a distance.

But at this moment, Chen Jingtong said that it was almost, and Lin Xingyu was also a little strange, although that sword hurt him, it didn't penetrate the flesh, let alone hurt the bones, and it wouldn't affect the combat power at all, how could it be said that it was almost there? Could it be because Chen Jingtong wanted to rush forward and fight with some deep sword move, but he was lucky enough to be blocked back by a sword?

Chen Jingtong's sword moves changed, shook out one sword flower after another, and rushed forward again.

Lin Xingyu still waited until the other party ran to the most advantageous distance for him before making a move, his feet retreated step by step, and the long sword was swung out one by one, aiming at Chen Jingtong's vital points, neck, chest, abdomen, wrists and other places.

Chen Jingtong is not easy to deal with, the soft sword is like a poisonous snake to try again and again, always trying to wrap around Lin Xingyu's long sword or arm, occasionally get close to the opportunity, the soft sword will appear like a poisonous snake from various weird angles, or from the back around the stab to the throat, or from the arm around the stab to the eye, Lin Xingyu is very difficult and dangerous to hide.

After the two swords collided vigorously again, the two quickly retreated, each examining their wounds.

The armor on Lin Xingyu's body was covered with sword wounds, a huge opening had been opened on the right side, a sword wound was also suffered on the right abdomen, the arm guards that blocked the most soft swords on his arm had been shattered, and the armor in other places was also full of sword marks. If it weren't for the armor and body protection, Lin Xingyu would have been covered with scars and defeated.

Chen Jingtong had six more wounds on his body, one more wound on his chest, two wounds, one deep and one shallow, the deep wound was to cut through Lin Xingyu's armor and hurt his right abdomen.

The two of them were scarred, and the two long swords were intact, still cold, and there was not even a little collapse.

Chen Jingtong touched the deep wound on his chest with his fingers again, his fingers were stained with blood, put it in his mouth, tasted it carefully, shook his head, and said in a low voice, "It's still a little close." ”

"What is he doing?" Lin Xingyu was curious, but he didn't want to give the other party time and opportunity to think, so he took the initiative to rush forward, and Chen Jingtong accepted it unhurriedly.

Although Lin Xingyu took the initiative to fight, he didn't take a few moves, the scene quickly turned, and he was pressed by Chen Jingtong again, retreating step by step, Lin Xingyu took out his sword, blocked while retreating, and in less than thirty moves, Chen Jingtong gave up the good situation of suppressing Lin Xingyu, and quickly retreated to open the distance.

Lin Xingyu was able to catch his breath, the armor on his body was unfolded again, the arm guards and leg guards were almost broken, panting heavily, and pieces of white mist came out of his mouth, drifted upward, and merged with the surrounding air.

"I have to say, your swordsmanship is very good, and it is rare to practice to this extent. Chen Jingtong held the soft sword in his hand, flicked his two fingers up and down the sword, and said softly, "However, this is the end of it, go to the loser group and get half a cup of glass spring that belongs to you." ”

After speaking, Chen Jingtong's momentum slowly changed, and the pale white Xuan Qi, which was originally sporadically invisible, became darker and darker, until it turned into light blue, wrapping his whole person in it, and the light blue Xuan Qi was attached to the soft sword and swayed with it.

"Martial Master Realm?!" After Lin Xingyu saw Chen Jingtong's changes, he quickly turned his head and said loudly to the referee, "Referee! He cheated! He broke through to the Martial Master Realm!"

"Pay attention to the wording, the breakthrough is not cheating. The referee said angrily.

"Isn't that a breakthrough, so you can't continue to compete? You can only get half a glass of glass spring!" Lin Xingyu said again.

"It was the previous knockout round, and now it is in the top four, if you win, you will get a glass of Liuliquan, and if you lose, you will get half a cup, if you are not satisfied, you can break through. The referee continued to reply angrily.

"If I could break through, I wouldn't have broken it long ago, so why hold it here. Lin Xingyu no longer paid attention to the referee, stared at Chen Jingtong cautiously, and muttered.

Chen Jingtong suddenly launched an offensive, and the soft sword with a light blue aura danced like a spiritual snake, and it arrived in front of Lin Xingyu in an instant.

The soft sword did not directly stab at Lin Xingyu's face, but directly hit Lin Xingyu's armor as it did just now.

"Ding, ding, ding!ding!ding!" the crisp sound of five metal collisions.

"Bang. ”

"Bang. ”

"Bang. ”

"Bang. ”

The armor on Lin Xingyu's body had all been shattered, and they fell to the ground one by one, and the bluestone slab shattered, making a few muffled sounds.

'It's a lot faster. ’

The strength is also much greater. ’

'Xuan Qi is attached to the sword, and its power has increased a lot. ’

As soon as they fought, Lin Xingyu felt the difference between Chen Jingtong and entering the martial artist realm from the martial arts realm.

"Whew..." Lin Xingyu took a deep breath, and exhaled again, the armor fell, the weight on his body disappeared in an instant, and his breathing became a lot smoother.