"I didn't expect it at all! The result turned out to be like this!"
"The Ninth Palace... actually defeated the Fourth Palace twice in a row?"
Everyone was whispering in disbelief...
Tan Taiyuan, who had been calm all along, had a flash of emotion in his dark, cold, indifferent eyes that seemed to be devoid of human emotions. He turned his head to look at Lou Qianxue: "You taught him? What sword technique?"
When Tan Taiyuan asked the question, Lou Qianxue's words to the Second Hall Elder that "cannot be said" instantly became "sayable".
She used the rare energy that had just recovered in her body to condense her voice into a line to explain to Tan Taiyuan: "This is the sword of illusion!"
"Sword of Illusion?"
"That's right, the Sword of Illusion. It hides the real sword and lets everyone see an illusion sword. This sword technique only has one move, but it is very difficult to practice. I saw Lin Tingfeng master the Sword Sweeping in All Directions so quickly, so I taught him to try. I didn't expect it to work!"
The sword of illusion makes people see only an illusion of a sword. The trajectory and direction of the real sword are completely different from the illusion of a sword...
The opponent only cared about defending against the imaginary sword, but ignored the real sword...
Therefore, you can catch people off guard!
Everyone saw that the sword shooting straight at Feng Wuque was an imaginary sword!
The real sword came from Feng Wuque's side, so Feng Wuque's body was pierced from the side...
Tan Taiyuan was extremely smart. As soon as Lou Qianxue said it, he understood everything and nodded: "Not bad."
Everyone still couldn't figure out that sword, and there was a roar all around! ~
"No!"
Feng Wuque roared loudly!
His face was livid, his expression was ferocious, his eyes were cold, and they were extremely red...
"I don't accept it!"
It was as if the battle had not even begun yet, and he had clearly used nothing but the Three Kill Swords...
I lost like this.
It’s so frustrating!
Moreover, he didn't even know how he lost!
Lin Tingfeng's expression was also very complicated. He looked at this person who he could only look up to in the past, and suddenly felt that all the past he had cared about was a joke...
It's just a waste of energy to care about such people...
What he should care about is a broader stage and a more wonderful life in the future...
His eyes suddenly became firm: "Are you dissatisfied?"
With a cold laugh, he put away his sword and swept in all directions, striding towards Feng Wuque: "Then..."
whoosh!
A silver sword swept through the void again!
Sword of Illusion!
Feng Wuque, who had been hit by a sword once, focused his attention and stared at the long sword as if he was facing a great enemy...
However…
Phew!
The real sword cut a bloody mark on his body from the front...
"ah-"
Feng Wuque cried out in pain and retreated repeatedly...
Lin Tingfeng continued to move forward, with the same indifference and arrogance as Feng Wuque before on his face: "Then, I will beat you until you surrender!"
Phew!
Phew!
The false swords hid the eyes and ears of the people, while the real swords cut Feng Wuque again and again...
Feng Wuque's confidence was hit hard, and he felt even more aggrieved. His expression gradually became ferocious, and his sanity was in danger in his red eyes...
"..." Everyone exclaimed in surprise, as confused as Feng Wuque.
"Why is it that every time he draws his sword, the direction is different from the original direction of the sword?"
"What kind of swordsmanship is this?"
"Amazing!"
"Before, I thought he barely defeated Feng Wuque... Now I realize that it is so easy for Lin Tingfeng to defeat Feng Wuque!"
“It’s incredible!”
"Why is Lin Tingfeng so powerful? This Ninth Palace seems a little different from what I thought..."
(End of this chapter)