The word "Gen" has a high platform.

Du Bishu jumped gently and landed on the platform.

He bowed to the sect elder who was the referee first, turned around and faced his first opponent.

Chaoyang Peak, Lin Nan!

After five years of separation, the young disciples on the other side were still as fierce as before.

A pair of clear and bright eyes, sword-like eyebrows flew into the few strands of black hair on the temples, and the thick earth fairy sword on the shoulders was simple and unpretentious.

The two of them stood on the high platform and their appearance was judged immediately.

Some of the Chaoyang Peak disciples who came from the high platform of "Li" immediately cheered loudly and applauded constantly. In this situation, it was obvious that they wanted to exude the depression of the failure just now.

The Dazhu Peak was very weak. He Dazhi hurried in a corner of the audience, and could not see other brothers. In front of him, Tian Buyi's short and fat body sat on a wooden chair with his eyelids half closed.

There were three people in Dazhu Peak who participated in this group.

Due to the lack of people, they could only come to watch the battle in three groups, and even Tian Buyi was separated from Su Ru.

Listening to the shocking shouts from the opposite side, He Dazhi symbolically raised his right arm, waved it weakly for a few times, and then turned back to watching. Combined with his curling expression, he was obviously still complaining about someone's "unscrupulous" in the morning.

On the high platform.

Lin Nan looked at him with interest for a while, especially after his opponent, as if he was looking for his magic weapon.

However, the appearance of the lower-grade Red Flame Sword is mediocre.

"Junior Brother Du, I haven't seen you for five years. I didn't expect you to advance and find your own natal magic weapon. It's a joyful congratulation." Lin Nan bowed politely, and he had an opening remark.

"Senior Brother Lin, please give me some advice."

After saying that, Du Bishu grabbed the hilt of the sword with his backhand and turned his head to look at the elder of the sect responsible for arbitration.

The elder of the sect, whose surname is Bai, his name is Xiyan, is an insidious elder on Longshou Peak. He has a white face and no beard, and his black hair is shawl. If there are no wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, he will definitely think he is an ordinary Qingyun disciple.

Bai Xiyan tweaked his eyelids and simply confirmed that both of them were ready, so he flashed and retreated to the edge of the platform.

"If you have no objection to the rules, then start!"

Hearing the elder's order, Lin Nan humbly turned his right wrist and made a gesture of inviting each other, but his left hand steadily made a gesture.

clang!

The Thick Earth Fairy Sword emerged from the sheath, and a soft yellow light enveloped the sword body, hovered above the master's head, ready to go.

"Junior Brother Du, please make a move!"

Such a sword fairy style immediately attracted a burst of cheers.

Du Bishu would not be polite to the other party? The Chi Yan Sword was also out of the sheath. The blazing red light surged like a tide, slashing straight with an unyielding momentum.

The sword reached the middle of the way, the surging sword light turned into aura, like a sharp axe that opened the world, vowing to cut off Lin Nan and his thick earth sword together.

The moves are upright and not mixed in any way.

Swords have sword moves, and swords have sword techniques.

A discerning person can see that Du Bishu uses the most common sword technique in secular martial arts.

Maybe it's just a test...

Lin Nan felt a little surprised, but the Thick Earth Sword hovering in the air was still blocked horizontally under his control, and directly attacked the dazzling sword aura.

The materials of the two swords were quite surprising. Once the blades frequently slashed each other, the one who was eventually damaged must be the lower-grade Red Flame Sword.

At the moment when the two fairy swords were about to touch, Du Bishu suddenly raised his finger and swept it. The red sword aura suddenly disappeared, and the sword body flashed down like a flexible bird.

The target was suddenly replaced by the opponent's feet.

Take advantage of his surprise and attack him inadvertently.

Lin Nan was not panicked about this, as if he had expected this to be the case. He clenched his open hands into fists and turned around quickly with the toes of his left foot as the axis.

The thick earth immortal sword hanging down several silk ribbons and rotated together with Lin Nan's movements.

The rotation of the fairy sword has not stopped, and the speed is getting faster and faster.

The intermittent silk ribbon disappeared in an instant, and the only one that appeared in front of me was a light cocoon similar to a yellow gyro.

Swish!

Squeak!

The red flame sword picked down and collided with the light cocoon, and immediately a burst of inverted teeth sounded, as if two sharp iron tools were constantly rubbing.

At the same time, the rotating light cocoon produced a sticky suction force out of thin air, firmly locking the Red Flame Sword and preventing it from breaking free.

The magic power attached to the Red Flame Sword was also continuously withdrawn.

The objects that are drawn are not only the Red Flame Sword, but also the master who manipulates it.

Offstage.

"Look, Senior Brother Lin used the 'thick earth cocoon' as soon as he came up. If this continues, that guy from Dazhu Peak will definitely be squeezed out of his magic power."

"Haha, right, our Chaoyang Peak is about to win a game back."

"That's right, at most it's only one stick of incense!"

“…”

A group of Chaoyang Peak disciples were ecstatic and did not hide their high-profile talk at all, especially when they saw Du Bishu's body swaying slightly on the stage.

On the other hand, He Dazhi, who was already copying his hands to watch the fun, looked grumpy.

He thought that Lao Liu was a little embarrassed. After all, someone has been a little happy recently, but if he really wanted to lose so simply, he was really anxious for him.

"Silly Lao Liu, let go!"

"Master, is there any way..."

He Dazhi hurriedly looked at his master, hoping that he could come up with an idea, even if he could find a reason to yell and remind him.

But I know-

Tian Buyi sat upright on the wooden chair, looking calmly at the "stalemate" on the platform. There was a smile of relief on his serious round face, as if he had encountered something happy.

On weekdays, He Dazhi's mind is the most flexible. He was just concerned and was confused. Now, seeing his master's expression, he immediately moved his heart and turned to look at the high platform.

On the high platform, Du Bishu "gritted his teeth" and input mana to the stalemate Chiyan Sword, his feet slowly moved backwards, as if he wanted to rely on brute force to withdraw the immortal sword.

At the same time, his idle left hand made a series of finger tricks, and a loud roar burst out from his mouth.

"Lei—Li—Jiu—Tian!"

A series of blue lightning suddenly emerged from the spine of the Red Flame Sword, rushing towards the part that was stuck to the light cocoon.

The intention is simple, but it is clearly to use the powerful destructive power of lightning to destroy the involvement between the two.

Lin Nan, who was in the cocoon of light, couldn't help but laugh when he saw this scene.

If it were a magic weapon, and the magic sword in the sect's true technique of thunder control, it would be easy to tear apart the stickiness. But just "The Nine Heavens of Thunder" and an ordinary fairy sword are really far behind.

Junior Brother Du is still too young, and his cultivation has not been broken for a long time...

Um?

Before he could finish his feelings, the trampled platform suddenly shook significantly, and then the wooden board broke with a "click" and a sharp rock emerged.

Rock Resistance Technique?

wrong!

This is not the Rock-Rewarding Technique. I seemed to have vaguely heard the word "Shanlai" just now...

I was surprised, but I didn't have time to think about it.

Lin Nan quickly rushed into the air, and his palms slapped the rotating thick earth sword several times, and the light cocoon also rose up with him.

It was only five feet away from the ground, and a shadow suddenly appeared above the sky above his head, and it smashed down like a cover.

It was a huge rock!

Once hit, the powerful impact force will definitely push him back to the ground, and there will be a sharp stone waiting for him.

Faced with such a situation, Lin Nan could only remove the "thick earth cocoon", reach out and grab the fairy sword above his head, and retreat quickly.

Bang!

The rocks in the air hit the platform heavily, colliding with the sharp rocks emerging from under the wooden boards, instantly scattering gravel and wood chips.

The disciples watching the game in the audience all made movements, either jumping and dodging, or sacrificing magic weapons to block them.

After barely avoiding the rock raid, Lin Nan was about to regain his strength and fight again, but there was a hot fairy sword on his neck.

The red light blooms, and the head can be cut off at any time.

"Senior Brother Lin, you are defeated!"

At the same time, Du Bishu's faint words came from behind him.
Chapter completed!