Summer is strong.
The elm trees on both sides of the main street in Yecheng became more and more lush, and the chirping could be heard everywhere; the girls on the street became more and more cool, the tube tops and long skirts were covered with green gauze, and the slender arms that were as white as lotus root were looming. The food stalls in the city are selling cold rice dumplings with honey and cold noodles with sesame sauce. The boss is standing on the side and greets customers warmly.
The small courtyard on the edge of Autumn Lake, because of the shade, and the water waves and lake wind, is particularly cool in such summer.
The Cangya Mountain disciples still went out very early today.
But maybe it was because there was a particularly eye-catching competition today, or maybe it was just that it was getting brighter earlier. When they were walking down the street, there were already many eyes, looking at them both openly and secretly.
Yin Bi frowned slightly. He could use his divine sense to isolate him from prying eyes, but he couldn't stop other people's eyes from falling on him.
From going down the mountain to now, he has felt the trouble of this non-mainstream hair color, and if he can, he still hopes to change it back.
A battle with a realm gap is approaching, but he is thinking about it because he is in a good mood and is not worried.
Yin Biyue is not the first.
But a lot of people know he's down today. From the crowd under the arena, to the casinos in Yecheng, and even the four continents thousands of miles away, all of them have paid great attention to this fight.
Even the stand on the east side has begun to rearrange the seating order, because two new elders of the half-step Mahayana have arrived, one is from the Qinglu Sword Sect, and the other is enshrined by Ye Cheng.
They didn't show up a few days ago, but they appeared at such a time, as if they came here specially to watch the white-haired boy strike a sword.
This is naturally not because of Yin Biyue's high cultivation realm, but because behind him there is the majestic figure of the Sword Saint Gaoshan.
The longer you live in a high position, the more you like to think about things complicated. Xi Huafeng has never participated in the flower folding party, but this year, he is here. What does Juggernaut want to do
The strong seniors sitting in the stands, drinking Junshan Yunwu tea under the shade of the lush trees, laughing about the scenes in the clouds and mist, looked at the group of young calf-like young people under the stage, and finally waited for the young man to come on stage. .
Yin Biyue and He Lai came to the stage to greet him.
The last match of the other three arenas had just ended, and the deacon disciples were busy announcing the results, clearing the venue, and carrying people down.
The two of them came up early, no one called to start, they could only stand opposite each other.
Since there are so many people watching, there is always something to say.
He Lai looked indifferent and said lightly, "You are very good."
I heard that the other party has been in Cangya for three years, and he has reached the state of contemplation, so he naturally said a good sentence.
Then he changed his words, "Unfortunately, bad luck, so here we are."
The implication is that the first round of draws is against him, and of course it is impossible to go on.
There was an uproar downstairs.
But I can't hear the laughter, because He is confident to the point of pride, he really has capital. In terms of realm alone, he was one step higher than Yin Biyue.
Everyone in the audience was discussing because they wanted to see how the disciples of the Sword Saint would respond.
Luo Mingchuan frowned slightly, and his junior and junior brothers had a simple personality. How could he deal with such a scene
Duan Chongxuan's face is not good-looking, and now he can't wait for himself to be standing on the stage, and directly scold the other party!
Yin Biyue did not speak.
He turned around and walked towards the big elm tree beside the ring, and in the midst of all the attention, he reached out and broke a section of the elm branch.
With a flick of his wrist, all the green leaves fell.
He turned around with the dead branches.
He Lai understood what he meant, and his face changed suddenly.
But he quickly calmed down and said indifferently,
"If you don't take a sword now, you won't have the chance to take a sword in the future."
Uproar again!
"What does he want to do? Use dead branches as swords to cross the border?!"
"Juggernaut disciples... are they all so arrogant?!"
Yin Biyue still didn't speak.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the strong men sitting on the stage, and he felt two unstoppable divine senses falling on him. If it weren't for his strong soul, so his perception was keen, he wouldn't even feel it at all. The consciousness of the Mahayana realm.
His true essence cannot be injected into the sword.
Maybe Theravada can't see the clue of his sword method. But he couldn't take risks in front of the Mahayana realm.
Having no choice, he broke the branch and fought.
Even if all the ideas about this battle in the past few days have been scrapped.
His calmness is arrogant in the eyes of everyone, and insulting in the eyes of He Lai.
He Lai looked slightly cold.
At this moment, the deacon disciple of the Qinglu Sword Sect came here and said loudly, "How come Yin Biyue from Cangya Mountain has come to Baopu Zong?"
The two sides have seen the ceremony for a long time, so the fight begins directly.
As soon as he finished speaking, the long sword around He Lai's waist was unsheathed.
At the same moment, a sword light appeared more than ten feet away!
Divided into eight, the air quickly broke open, and the piercing sword whistling resounded through the wilderness!
The cyan halo of the gossip runes shrouded the entire arena.
Yin Biyue's escape routes in all eight directions were blocked, and no matter which direction he slashed towards, the other seven swords would arrive in an instant.
Jian Yun gossip, there is a universe inside.
He Lai, who came out of the sword, looked as calm as water.
He had waited too long for this moment, he had practiced this trick too well.
So that the time from drawing the sword to making a move is almost non-existent.
His first shot is the strongest move!
The angle of the sword and the control of the real essence are all accurate to the smallest detail!
This shows that he is still calm despite being angry, and it also shows that he does not want to give Yin Biyue any chance.
Everyone in the audience obviously didn't expect the rhythm of the battle to be so fast. When they suddenly saw such a shocking sword, they forgot their words.
Sword Saint disciple, how will you deal with this long-awaited sword
Yin Biyue did not use his sword.
He was holding dead branches, his figure was faint, and he disappeared directly in place.
The next moment, he appeared in the ring west. Then it was clear that he took two steps north, and the figure went straight back!
In such a swift sword light, his expression did not change, as if he was walking in the courtyard.
Everyone came back to their senses from the last sword, and they were amazed that this was the real Baopu gossip.
The gossip sword I saw a few days ago had only its shape. Compared with this sword, it looked like a fake.
They ignored Yin Biyue's slightly bizarre movement, and they all sighed that under the brilliance of this sword, the disciples of the Sword Saint did not dare to stand up to him.
But someone won't ignore it.
The half-step Mahayana Ye Cheng enshrined in the stands, narrowed his eyes, and suddenly laughed again, the fine wrinkles at the end of his eyes stretched out.
He sighed with a nostalgic look, "It's been a long time since I stepped on the mountains and rivers..."
Stepping on mountains and rivers is Mr. Zhang's movement technique when he walks in the middle of the land.
Everyone knows that Mr. Space is unparalleled. Many people have forgotten that before he mastered the mysteries of space, he used 'treading mountains and rivers'.
This kind of movement technique is not a secret that is not passed down, but few people have learned it. Because it requires powerful computing power, each step needs to be counted beyond a thousand steps, and it is also accompanied by severe consumption of consciousness.
Therefore, until the detailed explanation of footwork in the library of the academy was covered with ashes, no one would learn it again.
But Yin Biyue used it today. Used in battle to calculate the position of the opponent's falling sword.
In front of the Qinglu Sword Sect, in the distance left by the people spontaneously, Song Tang in the ink robe praised, "The reputation is well-deserved."
If you face this sword by yourself, of course, you can suppress the opponent with sword moves and realms, but you can't avoid it perfectly like this.
Zhong Shan, who was beside him, did not change his expression and raised his eyebrows slightly.
Everyone saw He Lai's sword piercing through Changhong, while Yin Biyue was forced to retreat quickly. Naturally thought that this 'well-deserved reputation' is a gossip sword in praise of Pu Zong.
When the sword power was exhausted, Yin Bi Yue took eight steps.
Only then did everyone notice that there were eight shallow nicks on the ring, and stone chips rustled down.
There is a protective formation on the stage, if such a sword mark falls on the body, it can even cut the meridians.
But Yin Biyue avoided it altogether, so it was equally astonishing.
He never thought that this sword would be avoided.
But he is the leader of the younger generation of Baopu Zong, one of the 'Baopu Seven Sons', and naturally he cannot only use one sword.
As for Yin Biyue, it was impossible to avoid every sword.
So without waiting for Yin Biyue to stand firm, why would he swing his sword and cut again!
This sword is not fast, and even the trajectory of the sword can be clearly seen.
There is no flying sword light, and no gossip rune.
He Lai held the sword in his hand, tapped his toes, and stabbed forward with the sword!
He is like a white crane fluttering in the air, his body leaps high out of thin air, extremely light!
"Good one 'Shang Qingyun'!"
The person who praised was an elder Baopu Zong, and the direct disciples standing behind him all agreed.
With the strength of the good wind, send me to the blue sky.
'Shang Qingyun' is Baopuzong's light-handed method. How could he be able to display such a perfect combination of swordsmanship in such a fierce battle? Not only Baopuzong is proud, but even the disciples of the Qinglu Sword Sect. Also admire.
Just then, something even more shocking happened.
The sword in He Lai's hand, reflecting the dazzling and bright summer sun, seems to be on fire!
The disciple who was closest to the station felt a heat wave, which rushed towards him through the protective formation.
The branches and leaves of the elm tree beside the ring were rolled over by the heat wave, and even smoked.
Wherever the sword passes, the true essence is majestic, and the four fields are on fire!
The tip of the sword pointed at a white-haired boy holding a dead branch.
The elders who already had Theravada Realm in the stands felt sorry for Yin Biyue, "The talent is good, the movement is fast, but unfortunately the gap between the realms is really like a gap in the sky.
Almost everyone thinks so.
When He Lai cut that sword, Yin Biyue had already lost.
Because this is not just a sword, the whole arena is already in the sword power of Helai!
What kind of movement technique is required to completely avoid this sword
Only step down.
Luo Mingchuan's expression remained unchanged, but his palms were soaked with cold sweat.
Unexpectedly, Yin Biyue didn't move, he raised the dead branch in his hand.
He has verified the conjecture in his heart, and naturally he wants to use the sword.
Baopu Qizi didn't want to make up the number of people. The seven of them, plus a strong man, were a gossip sword formation.
The Qian Gua of the main formation may be an elder or the head of the sect. Dry is the sky, the stronger the Qian Gua, the greater the power of the sword formation.
And how come is 'Li Gua'.
Because in the eight sword marks just now, Gan Sanlian, Kun Liu broken, shaken up the yu, Gen covered the bowl, Li Zhongxu, Kan Zhong full, Dui Shang lack, Xun Xia broken. Ligua is the clearest.
away from fire.
His strongest sword is Li Huo.
How to break away from fire
Since it is cold water.
The sword that Yin Biyue was most familiar with was the Cold Water Sword.
He just lifted the dead stick, and the heat wave stopped.
A pure and incomparable chill spilled out from the branches.
The disciples in the audience were surprised to find that there was a coolness in the wind!
Elder Baopu Zong frowned fiercely, the Cangya Mountain disciples were full of surprises, and Zhong Shan's pupils shrank in the direction of the Qinglu Sword Sect.
That Ye Cheng worshipped, always smiling.
Many people thought that when the battle came to an end, the battle had just begun.
It was only because Yin Biyue raised her wrists and made a move.
He Lai's complexion remained unchanged, the sword momentum has been pushed to the extreme! A cluster of fire appeared at the tip of the sword!
He had a premonition of Yin Biyue's change, so he wouldn't give his opponent one more second.
But it didn't take a second for Yin Biyue's sword to take hold.
The strongest cold water sword, the fastest stepping on mountains and rivers!
It's chilly!
On the stone platform in midsummer, a thin layer of frost has condensed!
But how can that be enough? !
His sword is on the ridge opposite to the Li Gua.
Everyone saw that the dead branches were clearly piercing the flames on the opponent's sword, and they were about to hit the sword!
In the end, it was strangely falling on He Lai!
"Hey!..."
Precise!
Straight into He Lai's right shoulder!
The barrier-breaking realm's body-protecting essence was penetrated by a dead branch like this.
He Lai maintained the posture of drawing out the sword, but the flame on the sword suddenly went out. As the brilliance in his eyes dimmed.
He bent down slowly, trying to keep himself from showing pain, and finally coughed up blood.
The hot blood fell on the frost, and two hollows were burned in an instant.
He looked at Frost and Blood, and until now, he still didn't know why he lost.
Before it was clear, the opponent only had the chance to flee in embarrassment under his own sword.
How could there be a loophole in his Lihuo Gua
Could it be that the other party understands the Bagua Sword better than himself
This is impossible.
The disciples in the audience were silent.
It's because of shock. This battle has twists and turns, completely breaking their previous cognition.
They can't imagine how strong the sword will be to pierce the barrier-breaking real essence.
The seniors in the stands were silent because of respect.
The rhythm of this battle was in Yin Biyue's hands from the very beginning. However, he was willing to be suppressed by the opponent's sword at first until he found a way to break the sword.
In the younger generation, it is a matter of respect to have such a descendant who is proficient in kendo.
Yin Biyue pulled out the dead branches, which were dripping with blood.
He Lai staggered to his knees and fell to the ground.
Then, the boy with white hair and cold eyes asked,
"Why come here?"
After questioning, he threw down dead branches and stepped down.
Why bother
This is the first sentence Yin Biyue has said since he came to power.
There are only four characters, but it is a name and a surname, and it hits the nail on the head. It's like responding to the other party's 'bad luck' when he first stood here.
He didn't say it before, not because he had nothing to say. but felt it was not necessary.
I'm here to defeat you, not to chat, let alone we're not acquainted.
So there is no need to tell you, and there is no need to tell everyone.
I'll fight and break the sword to win, that's all.