Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman

Chapter 39: Zhan Mu Xinyue (2)

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Mu Xinyue smiled slightly and said, "Then please ask Mr. Lin for advice."

Lin Beichen nodded and said, "Okay."

He raised his hand and drew his sword.

The body is like electricity.

It’s still [Basic Swordsmanship Close Three Combinations].

Sword, very quickly.

Man, very crazy.

But Mu Xinyue still drew out his sword unhurriedly, each move seemed to be stabbing into the air, but in the next moment, it collided with Lin Beichen's sword in an incredible way.

Ding ding ding!

Another three rough sparks sputtered.

The sword style was blocked again.

Mu Xinyue said calmly: "Haha, classmate Lin, give up. It's useless. You can try again a thousand times or ten thousand times, but the result will be the same. The three-sword style cannot transcend the scope of basic swordsmanship. A cracked version has been available for a long time." Rumors…”

"Yeah?"

Lin Beichen sneered.

Whoosh!

As soon as the Three Swordsmanship ended, the long sword in his hand suddenly erupted into three sword shadows.

The shadows struck like lightning and flew away.

The ultimate move [Beidou Lin] appeared at this moment.

As one of the invigilators, Ding Sanshi's eyes nearly burst out of his sockets.

One sword and three shadows

This is a picture that can only be seen with [Beidou Lin] at the third level of 'entering the hall'.

In just one night, this little beast actually practiced this killing move to this extent

The effect of practicing swordplay in the dream is simply ridiculously good.

It's too late, it's fast.

Ding!

A soft chirping sounded.

Mu Xinyue's wrist went numb, and the long sword in his hand was knocked away.

Poof!

Two whistles.

Bright red blood flowers burst out on Mu Xinyue's left and right shoulders.

Lin Beichen's sword tip was already pressed against Mu Xinyue's throat.

One inch closer, this 'common princess' with countless fans will die.

A burst of uncontrollable exclamations sounded under the ring.

Everyone was frightened.

this…

Is it over

Mu Xinyue was stunned.

She didn't even realize what happened.

"Cracked version?"

Lin Beichen sneered: "Why don't you crack it?"

Mu Xinyue gradually came back to her senses.

Her face turned pale instantly.

"What you just performed was not [Basic Swordsmanship Three Combinations]. What swordsmanship was your last sword?" she asked.

Lin Beichen said: "The fourth company."

"Basic swordsmanship, close range three companies, and a fourth company?"

Mu Xinyue subconsciously looked at Guan Feidu under the ring.

At this time, the look of shock on Guan Feidu's face slowly relaxed.

Why is there a fourth company of melee fighters with basic swordsmanship

Isn't it the third company

How is this going

Also shocked was Wu Xiaofang.

He never dreamed that Mu Xinyue, who was well prepared and sure of victory, would lose like this without even having a chance to use his real trump card.

And he lost so completely and so quickly.

"puff!"

Wu Xiaofang's blood boiled with anger, and he was shaking with anger. He spat out a mouthful of blood, his vision went dark, and he almost fainted.

Why is this happening

He is not willing to give in.

Once Lin Beichen won the first place in the competition, according to the agreement, he would neither have to pay back the money nor become a slave.

It means that if he wants to take revenge, he will never have the slightest chance.

"The battle is over, Lin Beichen won..."

The invigilator was about to announce the results of the test loudly.

"Wait a minute."

Lin Beichen suddenly interrupted everyone unexpectedly.

He looked at Mu Xinyue and said with a sneer: "Mu Green Tea, I know that you must be a thousand dissatisfied in your heart. Do you think it was me who caught you off guard by using new methods that I didn't expect, and that's why you lost?"

Mu Xinyue said nothing.

But the fierce and stubborn look in her eyes said it all.

Lin Beichen drew his sword and backed away, saying: "Haha, come on, don't say I won't give you a chance, heal your wounds, pick up your sword, and if we do it again, I will let you know what true despair is."

Mu Xinyue was startled.

The invigilator was also startled and turned to look at Chu Hen, the grade director.

Chu Hen hesitated for a moment and nodded slightly.

The invigilator stopped talking.

There was fire burning in Mu Xinyue's eyes: "Okay, you will regret it."

Lin Beichen said nothing.

Mu Xinyue stopped the bleeding on her shoulders, then walked over and picked up the long sword that had been knocked away.

Just now, Lin Beichen's two swords directly scraped and pierced her shoulders. The injury was a laceration, not a penetrating injury.

After some treatment, it no longer affected my performance.

"This time, I won't use the fourth strike. It will still be the [Basic Swordsmanship Close Three Combinations]. You can try to see if your so-called cracked version can still crack the swordsmanship."

Lin Beichen said, the sword of virtue in his hand was like the spit of a cold star.

It's the three-sword style.

Mu Xinyue's eyes were filled with fire: "This is what you said."

She followed suit.

The sword in his hand stabbed out strangely.

It is the trick to break the three swords style.

But this time—

Ding!

A crisp metallic chime sounded.

The sword light in Lin Beichen's hand suddenly accelerated again, like a stream of light, reaching its extreme speed, like mercury pouring down the ground. The moment the swords struck each other, they directly broke through the blockade, and unexpectedly inserted into the gap between her blocking swords. middle.

Not blocked

How can it be!

Mu Xinyue was shocked.

boom!

The spine of the sword hit her waist.

Abdominal numbness.

Mu Xinyue flew more than ten meters away like a cloud and mist, half-kneeling on the ground.

A touch of bright red slowly overflowed from the corner of the mouth, which was like mutton-fat white jade.

"How is it? Can it be cracked?"

Lin Beichen put away his sword and stood up.

Mu Xinyue's hairband broke, and her black hair poured down her temples like a waterfall, half covering her face.

She raised her head and said in a voice that was almost like a growl: "How did you do that?"

Lin Beichen said calmly: "You can't figure it out, can you? Haha, the cracked version you rely on is just a deceptive thing concocted by some mediocre people who think they are smart. It can only block those who have not fully understood the Three Swordsmanship. Students, how can these idiots understand that the real Three Swordsmanship, like running water without a long line, ever-changing and moving at will, cannot be blocked by those rigid and sluggish moves?"

Under the ring.

Guan Feidu's face was filled with shock and anger.

He could tell that Lin Beichen's words were meant for him.

This was a direct slap in his face.

This scum…

So brave.

Guan Feidu made a serious note to Lin Beichen in his heart.

In the arena.

"I know, you still don't accept it."

Lin Beichen said: "People like you are too good at making excuses for yourself. Do you think that the one-star sword skill [Star Reaching Sword Technique] that you have worked hard to practice and use to become a blockbuster has not yet been used, as long as you are given a chance?" , you will definitely defeat me, right?"

Mu Xinyue said coldly: "Yes, do you dare to let me use [Star Reaching Sword Technique] to have a fair fight?"

"Haha, a fair fight? Ridiculous. Wasn't the fight just now unfair?"

Lin Beichen said with a look of ridicule and ridicule: "But come on, I will give you another chance to convince you."

As he spoke, he hooked his hand.

"ah… "

Mu Xinyue roared angrily, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and rushed forward like an arrow from a string.

The long sword in his hand buzzed and vibrated, creating a series of misty sword lights.

It seemed like the stars in the sky were twinkling.

True star-level swordsmanship.

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