Facing Qing Jianzi's fierce sword skills, Fang Lin smiled slightly and became serious.
The next moment, Fang Lin used his true power. His whole body was like a ferocious beast, full of momentum.
Qing Jianzi finally changed his color, and he finally knew that Fang Lin had never been serious.
"Well done!" However, Qing Jianzi was extremely excited. What he wanted was for Fang Lin to fight him with all his strength, without any reservations.
"Senior Brother Qing Jianzi, you have to be careful." Fang Lin warned, and then his speed increased so much that it was almost difficult for people in the audience to catch Fang Lin's figure.
In the blink of an eye, Fang Lin rushed to Qing Jianzi, and punched under Qing Jianzi's horrified gaze.
This punch was extremely simple and nothing fancy, but it gave Qing Jianzi a sense of suffocation with nowhere to escape.
This punch embodies the ultimate power!
Qing Jianzi also reacted very quickly in an instant, retreated quickly, and at the same time slashed at Fang Lin with his sword.
This sword was also extremely tricky. It was a sword Qing Jianzi swung to restrain Fang Lin.
But Fang Lin didn't even look at it, and directly grabbed Qing Jianzi's sword-holding wrist.
"What?" Qing Jianzi was shocked. He was already drawing his sword very fast, but Fang Lin still caught his wrist accurately. What a terrifying insight was this
The trouble was still coming later. Fang Lin grabbed his wrist. Qing Jianzi knew that he was in trouble. He wanted to pull out his wrist, but found that Fang Lin's palm was like an iron vise, unable to move at all, and he could not break free at all.
Qing Jianzi gritted his teeth, and the long sword in his hand suddenly erupted with a sword light, trying to force Fang Lin back.
Unexpectedly, Fang Lin kicked out, and before the sword light could explode with power, the long sword was kicked away by Fang Lin.
Fang Lin's action was very simple, but extremely effective. The long sword flew out of Qing Jianzi's hand and fell aside.
Qing Jianzi saw that one of his hands was restrained by Fang Lin and could not move. The other hand turned into a sword and slashed directly on Fang Lin's shoulder.
But Fang Lin didn't seem to feel anything, and punched Qing Jianzi hard on the chest.
At this moment, Qing Jianzi couldn't stand it anymore, and immediately spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and fell back again and again.
Many Wuzong disciples in the audience exclaimed in surprise, looking quite ugly. As for the Danzong disciples, they were all in high spirits, as if the person fighting Qing Jianzi on the stage was not Fang Lin, but themselves.
Qing Jianzi was injured, but Fang Lin didn't press too hard and stood there without taking action immediately.
Qing Jianzi took a deep breath, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his expression returned to calm.
"Sure enough, you are already so strong." Qing Jianzi smiled, but his mentality was very peaceful.
Fang Lin smiled and said, "Senior Brother Qing Jianzi's sword moves also made me suffer a lot."
Qing Jianzi patted the Jiugong bag, took out a purple long sword, and said: "You are indeed very powerful, but I also have a way to restrain you."
After saying that, Qing Jianzi started to move, the purple sword in his hand glowing with dark light.
"No trace!"
Qing Jianzi made a light click in his mouth, and Fang Lin felt his eyes flash as the purple sword was already close to him.
Fang Lin's expression suddenly changed, and he immediately dodged, but it was still a little late. The long sword was swept across his chest, leaving a blood mark.
"What a powerful sword move!" Fang Lin admired in his heart. This sword was really like a traceless move. It was difficult to find the slightest trace, and it was impossible to guard against it.
Qing Jianzi succeeded in one move, but paused briefly to give Fang Lin a chance to breathe.
"Come on!" Fang Lin was full of fighting spirit, his eyes fixed on Qing Jianzi's every move, especially the purple sword in his hand, which made Fang Lin wary.
But the feeling just now appeared again. The purple sword struck with no trace at all, as if it disappeared in the middle and suddenly appeared in front of Fang Lin.
This kind of sword move that was difficult to guard against gave Fang Lin a headache and he didn't know how to deal with it.
No matter how quickly Fang Lin reacted, it was difficult to completely avoid such a sword that was already in front of him.
Another blood mark was left on Fang Lin's body, and Fang Lin looked quite embarrassed for a moment.
"Fang Lin, you can't break my traceless move right now, so give up." Qing Jianzi stopped and said to Fang Lin with a half-smile.
Fang Lin snorted: "Who said I can't break it? As long as I keep observing, I will definitely be able to think of a way to deal with it."
Qing Jianzi laughed loudly: "If I really have murderous intentions, I'm afraid you won't have time to find a way to defeat my trick."
Fang Lin didn't speak, but suddenly he seemed to think of something, and his heart suddenly became enlightened.
"Come again! This time I will show you!" Fang Lin roared.
Hearing this, Qing Jianzi once again used the unpredictable sword move. At the moment when the sword move was about to disappear, Fang Lin closed his eyes.
"What?" Seeing Fang Lin close his eyes, not only Qing Jianzi but also everyone in the arena was shocked.
What is this going to do? Giving up on yourself? You can't see it with your eyes open, but it's even harder to avoid it with your eyes closed.
As everyone knows, after Fang Lin closed his eyes, he noticed the incoming move of the traceless sword move, and his body made a judgment in advance and easily avoided it.
This scene made the originally lively audience fall into silence. Everyone stared wide-eyed in disbelief.
Qing Jianzi was also stunned. Fang Lin actually defeated his move, and it was in such a short period of time.
How can this be
"How did you do it?" Qing Jianzi asked angrily. He had practiced this move for a long time before he was so good at it. It was considered one of his trump cards, but he didn't expect Fang Lin to take it so easily. Crack, this makes Qing Jianzi a little hard to accept.
Fang Lin opened his eyes and said with a smile: "It's very simple. I can't see with my eyes open. Can't I just close my eyes?"
These words made Qing Jianzi and everyone quite speechless. If it was really as simple as you said, wouldn't Qing Jianzi's move be useless
In fact, the situation is as Fang Lin said, with your eyes open you will never be able to detect the incoming force of the traceless sword move. You can only judge it with your eyes closed and your body.
Although human eyes can see things, they may also deceive themselves because of what they see.
Although Fang Lin didn't know how Qing Jianzi performed this move, Fang Lin thought that it was impossible for the sword move to disappear for no reason. He must have used something to deceive his eyes and achieve the purpose of disappearing. .
Therefore, Fang Lin closed his eyes and used his body's feelings to judge the force and direction of the sword move.
This is an extremely risky but extremely effective way to deal with it. Your eyes can be deceived, but your body's feelings will not deceive you.
"Do you still want to fight? Your move doesn't work anymore." Fang Lin said to Qing Jianzi with a smile.