Zhang Ruochen, holding the Gushui sword, stepped onto the battlefield and stood opposite Xie Yunfan, the two of them ten feet apart.

"Changsheng Academy, Lin Yue."

When Xie Yunfan saw that No. 78 was Lin Yue, the corner of his mouth suddenly rose slightly, and he felt an indescribable joy in his heart.

He had long wanted to teach Lin Yue a lesson, but Lin Yue had been hiding in Zixia Lingshan, which made him unable to find a suitable opportunity.

Unexpectedly, the 368-person swordsmanship competition actually made him meet Lin Yue.

Otherwise, the enemy's road is narrow.

Today, Xie Yunfan is going to humiliate Lin Yue under the gaze of everyone, so that he will never be able to raise his head in the Liangyi Sect in the future.

At that time, what kind of face does he have to face Junior Sister Qi?

Recalling the scene of Junior Sister Qi being hugged by Lin Yue, Xie Yunfan felt difficult to calm down and wanted to crush Lin Yue's bones and ashes.

"What? I'm afraid of going on the battlefield for a long time, is it because I'm afraid?"

Xie Yunfan finally controlled his emotions, let out a long breath, pinched the sword between his fingers, and played with it gently, looking relaxed and natural, as if he could not eat Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen held one hand behind his back and pinched the Gu Shui Sword with the other, and was really disgusted with Yun Fan.

It’s just because of a woman. Every time Xie Yunfan sees him, he feels like he’s an enemy who kills his father and takes his wife. He is either sarcastic or looks down on others, and always feels that Zhang Ruochen seems to be far inferior to him.

Once or twice, Zhang Ruochen endured it and didn't want to bother with him.

But he was so self-righteous every time, and Zhang Ruochen really didn't like it.

There was a sound of ridicule at the bottom of the battle stage. It was obvious that the inner disciples and contestants also had the same idea as Xie Yunfan, and they all thought Lin Yue was a coward.

"Senior Brother Xie, kick that coward off the battlefield. How can Senior Sister Qi be like someone like him?"

An inner disciple of the Changsheng Academy stood in the crowd and said coldly with a look of contempt, "If you are afraid, give up quickly and don't embarrass us Changsheng Academy."

Xie Yunfan was even more happy, and finally showed a smug smile on his face, saying, "Lin Yue, it is already a good luck to meet me. At most, I would... step on your face twice. If you meet those other guys with bad tempers, your life will probably be difficult to save."

"Is it over or not?"

Zhang Ruochen was a little impatient. No matter how good his patience was, he had been polished by Xie Yunfan.

Seeing Lin Yue dared to be so arrogant in front of him, Xie Yunfan's good mood swept away and snorted coldly: "Since you want to die, I will give you my best."

In Xie Yunfan's hand, a short sword that was about to spin, was about to stab Zhang Ruochen with a sword.

Before the sword could be stabbed out, Xie Yunfan felt a powerful wind rushing towards him, blowing his body a little unstable.

not good……

Realizing that something was wrong, Xie Yunfan's face suddenly changed, and he immediately supported a thick layer of body-protecting holy weapon.

Xie Yunfan is the eighth transformation of fish and dragon cultivation, and has opened up all five holy veins.

Therefore, the holy energy in his body was very powerful, and the holy energy condensed into a protective body was like a spherical iron wall, which was indestructible.

Zhang Ruochen appeared in front of Xie Yunfan, slapped forward, hit the body-protecting holy aura, and immediately blew out a circle of ripples and slapped Xie Yunfan away.

With a loud "boom", Xie Yunfan flew backwards ten feet.

Then, his feet fell to the ground, his body was uncontrolled, and he quickly retreated back to the edge of the battle platform before he could barely take a foothold.

Xie Yunfan gasped and was so shocked that he almost lost his soul. He never expected that Lin Yue's cultivation would be so terrifying. If he hadn't reacted quickly enough, he would have fallen from the battlefield and lost the competition.

Just after coming to his senses, Xie Yunfan was not ready to fight. In his pupils, a sword shadow continued to magnify from far to near.

"Swish!"

The next moment, a sword had already hit Xie Yunfan's neck, and the cold air radiated from the sword made his neck numb.

Zhang Ruochen stood up straight, looking calm and gentle. He was still holding one hand behind his back, holding a sword with the other hand, connecting the sword sheath, pointing to Xie Yunfan's neck, and said expressionlessly: "Do you admit defeat?"

Many people had already lost the battle before they could react.

Seeing the result of the battle stage, the audience was silent, everyone stared at the eyes wide and all took a breath.

"How could it be so strong?"

Originally, Xu Changsheng was sitting steadily on the chair, preparing to see Xie Yunfan teach Lin Yue a lesson.

But at this moment, his hands were tightly clasped together, and he suddenly stood up, staring at Lin Yue on the battle stage in disbelief.

A mere new disciple of the Saint-Chengdu defeated Xie Yunfan?

If Xie Yunfan deliberately lets water go, it would be impossible. Xie Yunfan treats Lin Yue as the enemy of life and death.

The five semi-saints sitting above also saw an amazing scene on the A-shaped battle stage.

Even in their mood, they were shocked and looked at each other.

Among them, Zixia's semi-saint's mood fluctuated the most. The look at Lin Yue became both shocked and bitter, but more sincerely joy.

"So his strength is so powerful."

Zixia's half-saint no longer knew what to say. He thought that Lin Yue had received an adventure, but his heart was too inflated for a while, so he signed up for the eighth level of the fish and dragon transformation.

However, he did not expect that he really had the ability to challenge the eighth-transformer monk of the Yulong. The reason why he was so stubborn was entirely due to his inner confidence.

"This little guy...is really unexpected."

Zixia half-saint chuckled, with a look of pride on her face.

A half-saint next to him with a red mole on his forehead laughed: "The younger generation is terrifying, it is really terrifying. Zixia half-saint, I didn't expect that you would have taken a look at it. You Changsheng Academy don't want such an excellent disciple, but I really want to connect him to the Mokong Academy."

Zixia half-saint glanced at the half-saint coldly and said, "You try to move a finger, see if I don't lift the Mokongyuan upside down."

Jinglan Bansaint also showed joy, nodded, and said, "This boy has a very extraordinary nature, neither arrogant nor impatient, and he has a kind of aura that only young people can have in his steadiness. In addition, he climbed to the top of the second mountain at a young age. If he could continue to persevere, he might become a swordsman and become famous all over the world in time."

The semi-saints are of course very pleased that Liangyi Sect can produce such an outstanding talent. It is expected that Lin Yue will surely shine at the swordsmanship conference and become one of the most popular figures among the Holy Disciples.

On the battlefield.

Xie Yunfan didn't dare to let out a moment of excitement, and was quite dissatisfied. He gritted his teeth and said, "I don't agree. Before I was ready, you just attack. Even if you win, what's the ability? If you have the ability, please put away your sword first and we will fight again."

Zhang Ruochen shook his head and took back the sword.

Xie Yunfan's face was delighted, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes. He stabbed out like lightning and hit Zhang Ruochen's heart.

Before Xie Yunfan could touch Zhang Ruochen's body, Zhang Ruochen kicked him in the face and printed a bloody shoe print. With a bang, he fell off the battle platform and fell into the crowd, and fainted from falling.

In fact, when Zhang Ruochen kicked him in the face, Xie Yunfan fainted, but it was not because Xie Yunfan fell without fail.

If it were someone else, Zhang Ruochen might give him a chance.

As for Xie Yunfan... Zhang Ruochen really doesn't want to see him again.

Zhang Ruochen walked off the battlefield with his hands on his back, returned to his seat, and sat down.

Suddenly, the inner disciples of the entire A-character battle platform were completely boiling, shouting the name of "Lin Yue", and the voice shocked most of the Zhiling Mountain.

Those disciples of the Changsheng Academy who originally looked down on Lin Yue now have straightened their backs and are very honored to be Lin Yue's junior brothers and nephews.

"Senior Brother Lin Yue has an unparalleled talent and a world-class cultivation, so we can only look up to it."

"No wonder Senior Sister Qi fell in love with Senior Brother Lin Yue. Originally, Senior Brother Lin Yue was not only very handsome, but also had such a strong cultivation level. As long as he was a woman, he would definitely like such a man." A young female disciple said, quite ignorant.

In addition to Silkworm Dong, there is another peerless genius in Changsheng Academy.

Next is the fight between the 79th and 80th.

Zhang Ruochen began to observe carefully the battle between the two of them.

Because Zhang Ruochen's next opponent is the winner of the two of them.

"Taiqing Palace, Zhao Wuyan."

A young man standing on the left said in a cold voice.

Opposite him was an old woman with a silver head, but she looked energetic and said, "** Courtyard, Fan Jing."

Elder Fan Jing is an elder in the blue-clothed city in ** Court. He is over 100 years old and is of course quite powerful. The first move he uses is the ghost-level mid-grade sword technique and the snow mountain sword technique.

"After shadow of the snowy mountain."

The middle-grade sword technique at the ghost level is naturally extremely powerful.

As soon as Elder Fan Jing's sword move was released, hundreds of sword energy appeared on the entire battle stage.

Snowflakes fly down in the sky.

The ground formed a thick layer of ice.

"Swish!"

As she stabbed her sword, hundreds of sword energy gathered together and condensed into the form of a mountain, emitting a shocking powerful momentum.

Even the inner disciples below the battlefield could feel the cold air coming to their faces, as if a snow mountain was really pressing down.

"Elder Fan Jing's sword realm is indeed extraordinary. He should have cultivated Jianyi to the second level, and coupled with the power of the ghost-level mid-grade sword technique. Among the eighth-changing cultivators of the fish and dragon, there must be not many people who can block her sword." said a Holy Distribution.

Just when everyone was amazed by Elder Fan Jing's sword skills, only Zhang Ruochen stared at Zhao Wuyan.
Chapter completed!