923: C923 I Can't Beat You I Can't Beat You

C923 I Can't Beat You I Can't Beat You

Shangguan Yan smiled as she walked over to Duanmu Lei, holding her sword. "Oh?" Seven sword strikes? "Is that so?"

"Don't come near me!"

Duanmu Lei panicked. He didn't know what to do.

Shangguan Yan's sword energy had vanished into thin air. Before Duanmu Lei could see where the sword was, Shangguan Yan's sword had already been pressed against his neck.

"You lost!"

Shangguan Yan Wan smiled.

Everyone below the stage was stunned. Was this the difference between a god and a mortal? This was a realm that no one would ever be able to reach in their entire lives. If they couldn't even match up to a high-class seven strikes like Duanmu Lei, they shouldn't even think about doing anything else.

"It's gone, it's gone."

The audience was disappointed. They had already tacitly agreed in their hearts that Shangguan Yan Wan was today's victorious player.

The second match was between Ye Ling and Xiao Yi.

In terms of Xiao Yi being a person, he had a very proud attitude towards others, but to Ye Ling, he simply couldn't be too good.

The moment he got on the stage, Xiao Yi took the initiative to show his goodwill to Ye Ling.

"Ye Ling!" "You're awesome. I saw you just now. You're too awesome. You have to let me have it. Thank you, Ye Ling."

Xiao Yi was tall and tall, swaying in front of Ye Ling. Ye Ling didn't want to bother with him. This kind of person was the kind of person he despised the most.

"Forgive me for being unable to complete it. This competition is a competition where everyone will try their best, but it is also possible that I will lose to you. You don't have to show me any mercy, I want to see just how strong I am."

Xiao Yi awkwardly smiled and didn't say anything more.

Then, Xiao Yi pulled out his broadsword from his back. That broadsword was a type of broadsword commonly used in his family, because the attack power of this kind of thing was great, and within this range of weight, it was also a weight that his family could accept.

With a clear whistle, the match began.

Below the stage, an uproar broke out, "Ye Ling will win for sure!"

Everyone echoed his sentiments. This Xiao Yi was truly an explosive character. Basically, no one liked him.

Ye Ling pulled out the sword in his hand.

The Xuan Yuan Sword's temperament was different from the other swords. Once it was drawn, the surrounding wind blew, and everyone's gazes were focused on Ye Ling's sword.

"Master, what instructions do you have for me?"

The sword spirit within the Xuan-Yuan Sword had somewhat awakened.

"It's fine, you can continue for a while. Please show some mercy, I'm afraid of scaring that big guy."

Ye Ling said this with disdain.

"I know, my master!"

Xiao Yi took off his saber and rushed towards Ye Ling. His entire body was filled with all kinds of flaws. Ye Ling gave him a chance to play a bit more.

Ye Ling didn't take the initiative to attack, instead, he continued to dodge.

"Ye Ling, what are you hiding for? Are you afraid of me? Do you want me to restrain myself? "

Ye Ling chuckled. Whether intentionally or not, he raised the sword in his hand and the sword immediately emitted a golden light. Everyone was blinded by the light.

In the next second, the knife in Xiao Yi's hand fell. The clothes covering the upper half of Xiao Yi's body were sliced into countless pieces, still falling from the sky.

A wave of enthusiastic applause rang out from below the stage. Everyone in the judges' seats was so shocked that their mouths gaped wide open. They had never seen such a fast sword speed before.

"One hundred points!" I'll give you 100 points for this! "

One of the judges stood up with a look of admiration.

The rest of the evaluators were praising him as well. Only Bao Zi had an ugly expression as he stared at Xuanyuan sword in a daze.

"Good!" I respect your opinion! "

The leopard was woken up by one of the judges.

Then, it was the third round and Ye Wen was once again fighting the weekend.

He saw Ye Wen holding a soft sword in his hand and smelling the Azure Dragon's sword.

"You've let me win!"

As soon as the two of them stepped onto the stage, they would be extremely respectful and hungry.

Duanmu Lei watched the weekend with interest as the corner of his mouth hooked up into a smile. "This woman is really charming!"

"Are you okay?"

Yaoji looked at Ye Ling and asked with concern.

Ye Ling didn't bother to greet Yaoji anymore and was immediately pounced on by Xu Ruoxin, "Brother Ye Ling? You were so handsome! That Xiao Yi simply did not dare to retaliate! "Hahahahahaha!"

"An Lun, continue watching the match."

Ye Ling touched Xu Ruoxin's hair.

The weekend's sword skills were still okay, completely taking advantage of the flexible sword. But there was one thing. Ye Wen had just gotten used to the weekend's sword skills. After a few rounds of battles, he had already lost.

"I've lost."

Weekend laid on the ground, closed his eyes and waited for Ye Ling's sword.

"Your swordsmanship is too soft. If you were to encounter a sword technique that is more tenacious, I'm sure you wouldn't be able to withstand it!" As Ye Wen spoke, he helped the weekend to its end.

Now, it was the time for Baozi to confront Ye Ling.

From the very beginning, Baozi had been apprehensive. After seeing Ye Ling's swordsmanship, he could not find any flaws, so he could only praise Ye Ling incessantly.

Ye Ling's Xuanhuan Sword hummed in his hand as his interest was piqued.

Leopard looked at the Xuan-Yuan Sword in Ye Ling's hand and was very interested. This Xuan-Yuan Sword was rarely seen in a hundred years, and it seemed to have been passed down since ancient times.

"What is the name of your sword? Can you tell me? " the leopard asked.

"The Xuan-Yuan Sword, capable of swallowing mountains and rivers, and able to shake the four directions." Ye Ling said coldly.

The leopard's sword was not bad either. It was the nine feet long Frost Iron, which was the most powerful weapon in time. This kind of material was hard to find. One would only be able to find such a piece of metal after experiencing an extremely cold environment.

"Black Ice Iron?"

Ye Ling immediately recognized it.1

"Yes."

Ye Ling made the first move. He waved the Xuan-Yuan Sword and a huge sword aura appeared in the air. The leopard dodged and directly cut the pillar behind Ye Ling into four pieces.

"Now, let's get serious. This guy is very strong."

Ye Ling gripped the Xuan-Yuan Sword tightly.

"Swing sideways in midair!"

Ye Ling's Xuan-Yuan Sword directly turned into a formless form, drawing an arc in the air as it flew towards the leopard.

The two swords clashed, triggering a fierce wind. One was cold, one was hot, one was ice, and one was fire. They were incompatible and clashing with each other.

Ye Ling stared at the leopard without blinking, "You lost."

Before the leopard could react, a cold blade appeared behind him, Ye Ling was staring coldly at the leopard.

"You are a good person, but your body has too many flaws. You have to hone it."

Bao Zi gritted his teeth and smiled, "Brother Ye Ling, I was wrong. Let's stop here."

Ye Ling retracted his Xuan-Yuan Sword, "I've woken up. I've won three times."

The panther was furious, but there was nothing it could do.

Ye Ling laughed coldly, "You've let me win, leopard!"

The Thunderclap Class's applause rang out from below the stage. This way, all of Bao Zi's hopes would be dispelled.

"Ye Ling, well done."

Shangguan Yan said with a smile.

After that, the competition was suspended. Tomorrow, the final match would be a spiritual energy competition. Any kind of weapon would be fine as long as they could win.

"Let's have dinner tonight."

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