"Qiang"
Along with the sound of the long sword being unsheathed, a cold light reflected in the sunlight. The rising cold light was so poignant and beautiful that many people couldn't help but be attracted to it.
Then, they saw a shocking scene.
The long sword flashing with cold light passed through Xu Ting's raised arm at high speed and struck him hard.
"boom"
With a burst of explosions, Xu Ting, who was charging, was kicked out at a faster speed.
He was in mid-air, and he was even spitting blood.
With one blow, Xu Ting was defeated.
"call"
Sheathing the sword, Lin Yao let out a long breath and stood up straight.
And such a scene also made many girls' eyes shine with admiration.
"So handsome."
"I defeated Xu Ting with one sword, and classmate Lin Yao is so strong."
"You are so strong, it was a sneak attack. If Xu Ting knew the situation, he would never lose so ugly."
"Indeed, and defeating Xu Ting with one sword is shocking, but the art of drawing swords is like this. One sword will live and the other will die. There will be no long fight. If Xu Ting blocks it, Lin Yao will be defeated... This is just a normal operation. That’s all.”
Some people praised him, and naturally some were a little envious when they saw Lin Yao being praised by girls.
In response, Lin Yao's best friend responded directly.
"It's a joke. When you encounter enemies in the wild, will they tell you the names of their moves? It's Ah Yao's fault for not knowing the enemy's information."
"That's right, I met Xu Ting in the wild and he was already dead."
Not to mention the ability to draw a sword, but his handsomeness is unparalleled. One sword can determine victory or defeat, life and death. Such exciting things are what warriors pursue most.
Lin Yao now has a little crush.
Of course, Lin Yao didn't care at all.
After slashing Xu Ting with a sword, he had won the victory and returned to his coach.
"The sword just now was good, but if the sword is exposed, others will not be so careless next time."
"I know."
As he spoke, the battle on the field was still going on. Soon, there were only four people standing on the high platform, Lin Yao, Zhou Yang, Li Peng, and a fellow martial artist with combat skills.
The next battle was to draw lots. The classmate with combat skills turned his attention to Lin Yao, obviously wanting to fight Lin Yao.
There was no way around it. Although sword drawing was a swordsmanship that could determine life or death with one strike, Lin Yao's physical strength was not strong, so that man felt that he could win.
Zhou Yang and Li Peng completely crushed him.
It's a pity that although the draw seems fair, the strong ones will always be left last, and this time is no exception. The final battle, the semi-finals, is between Lin Yao and Zhou Yang, and Li Peng against that young man.
Such a scene also made the people in the audience shake their heads.
"It's a pity that Lin Yao can still survive with his sword-drawing skills. Zhou Yang is too strong."
"Indeed, Zhou Yang fought with a warrior just now. After the warrior burst out his true energy and used combat skills, he couldn't even catch Zhou Yang's punch. We are both warriors, and there is a difference between geniuses and ordinary people."
The first two people to compete were Li Peng. There was no suspense, although the classmate also used his combat skills and was evenly matched with Li Peng.
But after the duel, Li Peng recovered quickly and slapped the classmate away with another Vajra Palm.
At this point, there are only three people on the field, Lin Yao, Zhou Yang, and the victorious Li Peng.
Of course, this does not mean that Lin Yao must be in the top three. If he loses, he will still need to participate in the loser group battle. After the winner is determined, he can be ranked third. The first and second place will be the two finalists. .
"Lin Yao, fight against Zhou Yang."
After the words fell, Lin Yao and Zhou Yang came on stage together.
Facing Zhou Yang head-on, Lin Yao also felt the pressure of previous warriors. Zhou Yang was too tall, and Lin Yao was no longer short. At 1.8 meters, he could be called Zhou Yang, but Zhou Yang was more than two meters taller than Lin Yao. He is a head taller and has a stronger physique. He looks strong and powerful, like a lion.
"The last time a warrior competed with him in martial arts, he was knocked away and was unable to defeat him."
While Lin Yao was staring at Zhou Yang, Zhou Yang was also staring closely at Lin Yao's hand holding the sword.
His strength is indeed strong, and he is taller and more resistant, but he still cannot withstand the warrior's full blow without having time to practice physical kung fu.
However, although he was under pressure as he stared at Lin Yao's right hand, he was very confident in his heart.
"The skill of drawing a sword is not invincible. As long as I am careful and block the first sword, I will win."
With this idea in mind, after the coach called out the start, he did not charge in front of Lin Yao, but pressed forward step by step.
This is to put pressure on Lin Yao, but also to stabilize his body and mind to prepare for Lin Yao's surprise attack.
However, Lin Yao didn't move until he walked to Lin Yao, which made him grin.
"Is it very stable? But no matter how stable it is, it has no effect. The difference in strength cannot be offset by some small tricks."
Along with the words, Zhou Yang punched out like a dragon and hit Lin Yao's body hard. When the fist fell, his eyes were fixed on Lin Yao's right hand holding the sword, guarding against the appearance of the sword drawing technique. .
There was more than one person staring at Lin Yao's right hand. Everyone knew Lin Yao's sword-drawing skills and knew that the only point for his comeback was here, even the one-eyed coach.
Then everyone was in tragedy.
"Qiang!"
When Zhou Yang's fist fell, the sound of the sword being unsheathed also sounded in the field.
However, as soon as the crisp sound came out, Zhou Yang's ferocious right hand that was smashing down took advantage of the situation, and the right hand wrapped in an arm guard moved towards the sword body to block it.
He seems to be rude, but he always keeps his third force, just to be prepared for such moments.
"As long as he blocks the sword-drawing technique, without the ultimate speed of drawing the sword, he is no match for me with one move."
He was confident that he could win as long as he withstood this move. Therefore, his copper-bell-sized eyeballs were fixed on Lin Yao's right hand, and he would never let this move go wrong.
However, as he stared closely at Lin Yao, he soon discovered that what the classmate in front of him pulled out was not a sword, but light. Endless light poured out from the scabbard, like the blazing sun falling into the mortal world. Don't dare to look directly.
"Ah... my eyes!"
It is not only absolute darkness that makes people unable to see clearly. The sudden appearance of light is more irritating to the eyes. Looking directly at the sun at noon will make countless people shed tears. When they suddenly walk from the shadow of darkness to the light, they have to close their eyes. Let your eyes relax for a while and slowly open them.
But at this time, Zhou Yang, who was staring at Lin Yao with wide eyes, had no chance to relax. Facing the infinite light pulled out by Lin Yao from the scabbard, he was as if looking directly at a flash bomb at close range, and was struck by that The sudden light stung his eyes, and his eyelids closed subconsciously. The fist that came to resist and the left fist that was preparing to strike were pulled back in front of the eyes.
All of this was an instinctive reaction after seeing the light. His eyes were suddenly blank and dark for a moment, which made him panic, so he made such an action.
After making such an action, even though his eyes were still stinging and he couldn't see anything clearly, Zhou Yang felt something bad in his heart.
"not good… "
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(End of chapter)