Yuwen Piaoran did not answer Liu Ruoqin's words, but looked at the two people on the ring. However, at this time, the indifference finally disappeared from his eyes, and there was an expectation of a showdown.
The long sword as black as ink was lifted gently, and Luo Baijue roared to preemptively strike.
Lin Huanran held a long sword like a green pine, but faced Luo Baijue's fierce attack calmly.
Jumping high, like black lightning slashing down, Lin Huanran raised his sword to block. The two people's weapons collided with each other, and the true energy exploded in the air.
The stone slab beneath his feet instantly shattered, with spider-like cracks extending everywhere.
Luo Baijue's body fell quickly, and he kicked Lin Huanran's face with both feet. He held the long knife tightly in his right hand and swung it smoothly. Lin Huanran's expression did not change. He turned sideways to avoid Luo Baijue's feet, then lowered his head and dodged.
The sword swung over the head and brought up a gust of wind, causing black hair to fly like a waterfall. Lin Huanran's Youquan sword flashed coldly and stabbed straight out.
Ding. Luo Baijue stood with his sword horizontally, and the sword stabbed the blade with no effect. But the sword force turned, and the Youquan sword aimed at Luo Baijue's throat like a ghost.
His face changed slightly, and Luo Baijue swung his sword to block. He had just relieved the sharp sword, but felt his left arm was getting cold. He didn't dare to hesitate and quickly stepped back, and swung his sword again to defend his left arm.
Lin Huanran didn't feel like fighting at all at this moment, but rather like a wonderful ink painting. The sword was as flexible as the arm, and as Potian said, there is no other way to use swordsmanship but to be just right.
As long as the mind and eyes are consistent, the sword can be pointed without deviation.
Ding ding ding, although the battle seemed fierce, Luo Baijue kept on defending. He retreated again and again, and Lin Huanran pressed forward step by step without any hurry or slowness. The fountain in his hand was like a spiritual snake that made people unable to guard against it.
Phew! There was a sound of the robe breaking on Luo Baijue's body, and he would have been injured by the sword just by a hair's breadth. Thumbt retreated seven or eight steps in a row, barely getting out of Lin Huanran's attack range, but Luo Baijue was already panting.
On the other hand, Lin Huanran, who was wearing white clothes and winning the snow, Yuyu Qionglou, seemed to have no intention of pursuing him, but just stood proudly.
"What a weird swordsmanship." Yuwen Piaoran looked solemn in the distance. The other students on the top 100 list had serious faces. They could naturally see something fishy. Within a short time of starting the battle, Luo Baijue was already beaten by Lin Huanran.
Too overwhelmed to fight back.
Qin Zhe, who was offering wine, also had a hint of surprise in his eyes. The nobles who had initially dismissed the sword were dumbfounded and could not imagine the scene in front of them.
Heng Wentian had completely lost his temper now, with a wry smile on his face. Recalling the battle that night, Lin Huanran probably didn't even show half of his strength.
"Lin Jing." Mengyao whispered these two words softly, as if calling her lover and whispering seductively. Binglanyu's hands were clasped tightly together, and she didn't know how violent the fluctuations were in her heart.
There is another person among the students who has conflicting eyes, and that is Tang Feng, the instigator of all this. He initially held a grudge against Lin Jing and provoked Luo Baijue to take action, but now it seems that Luo Baijue is no match at all.
For a moment, Tang Feng's heart was filled with powerlessness.
"Black Wings!" The next moment, the long sword in Luo Baijue's hand slashed through the air, and a black light suddenly descended. Looking carefully, the black light seemed to be a huge long knife.
"Breaking the Sky!" Lin Huanran remained indifferent, and the Youquan Sword suddenly pointed upwards and the fierce sword energy exploded in the air.
Boom. The black light and the sword energy disappeared at the same time, turning into a wave of air flying everywhere, raising dust, and the barriers on all sides moved like water waves. But the next moment, the stone slabs under the two people's feet were all broken, and they were floating in the air.
It turned into gravel as big as a grain of rice and fell to the ground, like a heavy rain pouring down. It was so loud that the surrounding students screamed in surprise.
On the ring, Lin Huanran narrowed his eyes slightly, and he clearly felt that the temperature in the air seemed to have become unusual. It seemed that Luo Baijue was finally going to use his full strength.
"The power of fire." Lin Huanran knew it without looking.
The next moment, a hazy red light appeared on Luo Baijue's body. Although it was not as obvious as a flame, the surrounding air still showed twists and turns.
"Luo Baijue's strength has indeed improved a lot." Yuwen Piaoran looked at Luo Baijue on the stage and said pertinently.
"So who does Brother Yuwen think will win this game?" Liu Ruoqin asked softly.
Yu Wen Piao Ran put his eyes on Lin Huan Ran, "The answer is already obvious." Regarding Yu Wen Piao Ran's ambiguous answer, Liu Ruoqin just pursed her lips and smiled without saying much.
"If you don't have the five qi, then you will lose today's game." The red light on Luo Baijue's body became more and more obvious, and even his pupils seemed to have a trace of vermilion.
Lin Huanran smiled casually, "That's not necessarily true."
Boom! A burst of vermilion flames suddenly rose above the black long sword, "Black Wing Sky Fire Slash!" It seems to be the same move, but with the help of the power of fire, the power has been increased by at least three times.
With a flash of his body, Lin Huanran retreated violently, and the huge black-red sword energy slashed on the ring, making an earth-shattering sound. The surrounding barrier rippled, and the whole ring turned into two pieces under this sword.
Half.
Flames like ocean waves were flying everywhere. Lin Huanran kept waving the Youquan Sword in his hand to isolate the flames in front of him, but he still felt the scorching heat.
"The power of fire is indeed the most aggressive force among the five qi." Potian said.
The scorching heat doubled, and a black-red light rushed towards my face. I subconsciously raised my sword to block it.
Bang! Huge power came along the Youquan Sword. After a while, I felt a hot feeling on the hilt of the sword, and it was difficult to hold the sword tightly.
"Seven magical powers, but not five qi. It seems that Lin Jing has reached her limit." Liu Ruoqin raised her eyebrows.
His feet returned to the ground and sank deeply into the stone slab. Because of Luo Bai's sharp knife, Lin Huanran's back hit the barrier, and his body was churning and burning. It was obvious that the power of fire had invaded his body.
The right hand holding the Youquan Sword was also trembling slightly. In the distance, Luo Baijue looked like a god of war in the flames. "The seven illusory powers can't resist my power of fire. It's over."
Taking a deep breath, the burning in his body disappeared in a moment, and his eyes returned to clarity. Luo Baijue did not notice such details, and the long sword burning with flames struck again.
"It's over." Many students felt that Lin Jing was at the end of his strength and could not resist Luo Baijue's power of fire.
Still facing him with his sword, Luo Baijue smiled coldly. This time he used all his strength, and the flames on the sword seemed to become more intense. He didn't want to delay it any longer. It was this sword that killed Lin Jing.
There was still a deafening clash of gold and iron, but this time Lin Huanran's expression remained unchanged, his sharp eyes seemed to be flashing with sword energy, "Broken!" The violent sword energy spread along the Youquan Sword, and along the Luo River.
The black knife in Bai Jue's hand invaded his body.
The scorching flame suddenly became flickering as if it had encountered a nemesis, and seemed to be extinguished at any time.
"What's going on?" Everyone was shocked. Lin Huanran didn't show any form of the five qi. Even the mutated form didn't seem like this. What kind of secret method did he master?
"Is this?" Luo Baijue knew it best. He felt that there seemed to be countless sword energy moving in his body, and his whole body felt like needles. The power of fire in his body was unable to effectively resist.
"So what if there are mountains of swords and seas of fire? Break it all with one sword. So what if the heaven and earth block it? Destroy it with one sword." Seeing the fierceness in Lin Huanran's eyes, Luo Baijue's face became paler.
Puff puff! It was as if something exploded inside his body. Luo Baijue couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood. At the same time, his body was also knocked back.
Liu Ruoqin's pretty face was surprised. She didn't realize at all that Lin Huanran was using the power of the five qi.
Yuwen Piaoran's face was solemn, "Maybe he didn't use the five qi, but a kind of power that he created uniquely."
"What? Original?" Thousands of geniuses all follow the rules. Only a generation of masters will find new ways.
Everyone knows this truth, but those who can succeed are very rare. Even though the road ahead is full of thorns, Lin Huanran in front of him has already made some small achievements. With his own original skills, he will use the power of fire to defeat Luo Huanran.
Bai Jue suppressed him firmly.
"Maybe." Yuwen Piaoran was not sure. After all, this was shocking.
"What are you talking about?" After Luo Baijue coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, the pain in his body still did not subside. Even if he moved his fingers, he would feel heartbroken.
"Sword Qi."
"Sword Qi?" Luo Baijue's pupils shrank, and then he gritted his teeth and stood up. Looking at his crumbling body, he seemed to be about to faint at any time.
Although the sound was not loud, the whole audience could hear it clearly.
Sword Qi? What does it belong to? Everyone knows nothing. In this world where swords have almost disappeared, Lin Huanran rises like the sun rising from the flock of chickens. It really brings a great impact to this world.
"I didn't expect you to be so powerful." Luo Baijue finally stood firm, letting blood drip from his mouth, but there was no sign of falling down.
Suddenly, Luo Baijue grinned, his two rows of teeth were covered with shocking bright red, "I used this move to deal with Yuwen Piaoran. I didn't expect it to be used against you today, but whatever, let him
Let’s take a look at the moves that can defeat him in advance.”
Boom! The flames rose like a golden crow. At this moment, Luo Baijue's fighting spirit was rekindled.
In the distance, Yuwen Piaoran looked closely at the ring. Everyone knew that the battle was about to enter the final stage. Everyone was staring and holding their breath. They wanted to see who could stand on the ring and become the winner.
"Asura Peerless!" He pointed his sword, and the flames boiled and gathered to form a huge fireball. The next moment, the fireball got bigger and bigger, reaching more than ten meters. The intense heat wave could not be completely blocked even by the barrier. The nearest students all started to rush.
Start to back away.
Qin Zhe, the wine sacrificer, also stood up at this time, his eyes flashing, as if he was ready to control the stability of the barrier at any time. If the barrier is broken in such a crowded situation, there is no telling how many casualties it will cause.