Lin Yi is the isolation container carefully selected by Ye Qiyuan.
His century-long meticulous layout was declared successful the moment the child entered and took over Lin Yi's body.
And the next thing he has to do is to replace the children and pick the final fruits of victory!
Ye Qiyuan sneered and said condescendingly with a victor's attitude: "I have carefully prepared the ten famous swords. Since I can control other people at will, why can't I control Lin Yi?"
The child's eyelids twitched and he couldn't help but murmured: "Seven-star Longyuan Sword and Pure Jun Sword..."
Originally, he did not attach much importance to the so-called top ten famous swords of ancient times. After all, at his level, there was actually no essential difference between the top ten famous swords and the other ancient swords in the sword tomb.
For those who stand on the highest peak in the world, there is no visual difference at all between an altitude of 100 meters and an altitude of 500 meters.
But it wasn't until this moment that he finally realized belatedly that the original complete Seven-Star Longyuan had been transformed into an abyss cage by Ye Qiyuan.
The difference is that the dragon lurked in Qixing Longyuan in legend, but now he is imprisoning him, the embodiment of the rules of the sword!
Not only that, the opponent also specially added the Pure Jun Sword as a double insurance.
The child desperately discovered that no matter how hard he tried, he could never break free from the shackles of the Seven Stars Longyuan. Every struggle not only failed to loosen the cage, but only made it more suffocating.
He is finished.
Ye Qiyuan walked over leisurely: "No need to waste any more energy. Since I have chosen to take action, I will not leave you any chance to make a comeback. After all, I have been planning for a hundred years.
If I can still miss this, then I am not worthy of being this sword master."
The child was naturally not willing to surrender, but unfortunately, the result was just as the other party said, no matter what kind of attempts he made, it was completely within the other party's calculations, and there were all kinds of complete preparations waiting for him.
In the end, the result of all attempts is more and more despair.
By the time Ye Qiyuan slowly came closer, he had completely lost the energy to struggle because everything was in vain.
If there were others present, all they would see is that Ye Qiyuan easily hacked the child, the embodiment of the rules of the sword, without even using his full strength. It was as simple as eating and drinking.
But behind this is the careful planning of a generation of sword masters that has lasted for hundreds of years.
Ye Qiyuan chuckled and made a comment to himself: "Those who are good at fighting have no great achievements, they are just like this."
However, just when he reached out and prepared to officially take over the fruits of his victory, Lin Yi suddenly opened his eyes without any warning.
"The angle you use to brag about yourself is quite refreshing, Master Sword Master."
"..."
Ye Qiyuan couldn't help but stagnate, and then his face showed shock: "Impossible! How could you regain consciousness while he is here?"
There is no room for two tigers in one mountain.
The same body can only accommodate one awake consciousness at the same time. It is absolutely impossible for two consciousnesses to control the body at the same time. This is an iron rule of common sense.
As a concrete embodiment of the rules of the sword, children, even if their spiritual intelligence is still in the innocent and ignorant stage, are still at a level far higher than that of any human practitioner.
No matter what, it is absolutely impossible for Lin Yi to regain control of his body before he leaves his body!
To be precise, Lin Yi should not have woken up before that time, he should have been in a deep unconscious state of coma.
But the reality was so paradoxical. Not only did Lin Yi wake up without any warning, but he also felt no pressure at all, as if the child was not even in his body.
Lin Yi looked at him indifferently: "Since you have been calculating for a hundred years, this matter must be no problem. You don't need an insignificant little chess piece like me to help you solve your doubts, right?"
Ye Qiyuan couldn't help but choke.
He has indeed gone through countless deductions, and has indeed anticipated all possibilities in theory, and has made complete preparations and preparations for this.
At least until now, he was undoubtedly successful and everything was under his control.
But the problem is that all his calculations are based on his own cognition. Once unexpected factors exceed his cognition, no matter how foolproof the preparations are, they are destined to be in vain.
Even if he was beaten to death, he would never have imagined that the perfect cage he had built with the Seven-Star Longyuan Sword as a prison and the Pure Jun Sword as a cover, an unsolvable plan that even a child, the embodiment of the sword's rules, could not break through, would actually be reduced in dimension by Lin Yi. Strike!
As powerful as he is, this contemporary swordsman cannot even imagine what kind of power it is that can penetrate his unbreakable cage so quietly!
The situation is starting to get out of control.
Looking at Lin Yi with a calm expression in front of him, Ye Qiyuan couldn't help but get angry: "Do you really think that you, a mere early-stage peak Yellow-level venerable, can ruin my big things? Lin Yi, you think too highly of yourself!"
While speaking, the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand suddenly stabbed out.
"Others have never thought highly of me. If I don't leave some self-respect for myself, how can I still live?"
Lin Yi chuckled back.
Having said that, even from the enemy's standpoint, he had to say sincerely that the Sword Master was indeed a Sword Master. Even this seemingly random sword was as perfect as a textbook.
Impeccable.
At least with his own level of swordsmanship, this sword was completely invincible.
However, a strange scene happened again. Faced with this incomprehensible sword, Lin Yi casually picked it up and easily deflected it like a child playing, and followed the trend with a backhand sword.
The whole scene seemed like child's play, but it was surprisingly efficient.
laugh.
A strand of hair fell, and Ye Qiyuan looked at Lin Yi with even more shock. If he hadn't narrowly avoided it in the end, Lin Yi could have killed him with one sword!
Simply unbelievable!
"Isn't this your swordsmanship?"
Ye Qiyuan was shocked and angry. How could Lin Yi, a layman who could not understand him, compete with him, a serious contemporary swordsman, in the way of swordsmanship?
In fact, judging from this face-to-face, it is not even that they are fighting each other, but that they are trying to suppress him!
Lin Yi shrugged: "If I were to tell you that I just learned something new, wouldn't you find it difficult to accept it?"
"fart!"
Ye Qiyuan used a foul language for the first time, but he could actually vaguely guess the truth behind it.
Based on Lin Yi's own level of swordsmanship, even if he devoted himself to training for a hundred years, he would never be able to deliver the sword that seemed to be arbitrary but actually contained the most simple sword.
That sword must be the work of a child.
Only the rules of the sword itself can deliver such a stunning sword. As the contemporary swordsman who knows the rules of the sword best, he is too familiar with the true meaning of the sword.