Jing Shiyu looked at Lin Xing and said, "Lin Xing, do you really want to continue participating in martial arts performances?"
"If you continue to win, the popularity of public opinion will continue to rise, and more and more people will want you to reveal the secret of your becoming stronger."
"Then Xingxiao and the others will be more and more justified in taking action against you."
Lin Xing looked at Jing Shiyu and asked, "What do you think?"
Jing Shiyu thought for a while and said: "If you follow my idea, then leave the White Eagle Kingdom and return to the Xia Kingdom immediately. As long as you are in the Xia Kingdom, the nine sects will not dare to attack you easily. This is the safest way.
Method."
"You can continue to practice peacefully in Xia Kingdom and accumulate strength for when the time comes."
Lin Xing shook his head and said with a righteous face: "You want me to shrink back when facing the evil forces of the mirror world?"
"If we withdraw now, then the Xia delegation will be completely passive at the conference between the two worlds, right?"
"The nine sects will only get more and more advanced and have greater power in this world."
He recalled his confrontation with Xingxiao at Daguangming Mountain, and said slowly: "In fact, no matter what I do, my opponent will never let me go."
"There is no use in giving in. Take five steps back today and ten steps tomorrow, just for a moment of safety, but in the blink of an eye the threat from Xingxiao and the nine sects will come again."
"The more we give in, the situation will only get worse."
"When we meet on a narrow road, the brave wins. The more we face such evil forces, the more we cannot retreat and the more we have to face them bravely."
Looking at Lin Xing, who was upright and full of fighting spirit, Jing Shiyu only felt that he showed a special temperament every time like this.
Jing Shiyu has seen many strong men with extremely high strength, but among so many strong men, except for Lin Xing, he has never seen anyone with such a temperament.
At the same time, Jing Shiyu didn't care too much about the interests of the Xia Kingdom that Lin Xing mentioned. Compared with those things, she cared more about Lin Xing's safety.
At this moment, Bai Yiyi on the side said: "Look, look, the last game is about to begin. Whoever wins this game will have to face Lin Xing in the final."
Lin Xing and Jing Shiyu also turned their heads at this moment and looked at the live broadcast screen.
At this moment, Lin Xing's cell phone vibrated, and he opened it and found that it was a message from a stranger.
…
On the martial arts battlefield, the last game of the semi-finals is about to begin.
The two parties fighting were Yunchong from the Taihe Sect and Sword Girl from the Taiqing Sect.
However, as more and more people focused on Lin Xing in the last game, the number of spectators in this last semi-final game was much smaller.
But Sword Girl obviously didn't care about this. She was looking at Yun Chong excitedly at the moment, obviously full of expectations for the next battle.
Yunchong is a middle-aged Taoist priest with a goatee and a purple robe. He gives people a sense of immortality as soon as he appears.
I saw him touching his goatee and saying with a pleasant look on his face: "Girl, let's finish the order then?"
Sword Girl smiled and said: "Your Taihe Sect and Shilin Temple have always been considered the Taishan Beidou among the nine sects, and are the two strongest sects."
She slowly drew out the long sword in her hand and said word by word: "I have long wanted to try how it feels to kill you."
Taoist Yunchong sighed helplessly: "It seems that I have to use some real skills today..."
Before Taoist Yun Chong finished speaking, he saw a swift sword light slashing directly towards his face.
As soon as he opened his mouth to spit out, a stream of white air suddenly collided with the sword light.
This air flow is milky white in color and can gather and disperse erratically, yet it possesses incomparable toughness and strength. Even with the sharpness of Sword Lady's sword, it is unable to cut through this air flow.
"This is the Taihe Sect's Wuji Qi?"
Amidst the mad laughter of the Sword Girl, the continuous sword light swept back and forth around Taoist Yun Chong, constantly tearing the atmosphere and making sharp and loud noises.
However, Taoist Yun Chong shouted violently, and streams of milky white air surged out from all over his body, turning into extremely violent shock waves that bounced away everything around him.
Feeling the vast power pushing her sword light outwards, Sword Girl was not surprised but happy, and said with excitement on her face: "Hahaha, the Taihe Sect is worthy of Taishan Beidou, you really did not disappoint me!"
"Being able to compete with a master like you makes my journey to become stronger even more exciting."
"Some people have always told me that your Taihe sect's boxing skills are the most powerful in the world. Why don't you show them to me quickly?"
Taoist Master Yunchong Feng Qingyun said calmly: "Then please taste it carefully."
After saying that, he saw Yun Chong let out a low shout, and his whole body suddenly swelled.
Then he punched out, and saw wisps of white air flowing out with his punch, turning into a shock wave and blasting towards Sword Princess.
The sword light and zhenqi collided violently, causing a burst of explosions.
Centered on the collision point between the two sides, a shock wave suddenly exploded, sending up smoke and dust all around.
After this punch, Yun Chong had already punched out again, and his muscles and bones were shaking. Not only was the Wuji Qi in his body becoming more active and powerful, but the power of the air wave struck by the punch also surged by several points.
…
On the commentary stage, Hui Ling looked at Yun Chong's amazing punches and said, "This is the Taihe Sect's unique skill, Dao Zhenxing Fist, right?"
Dukong nodded and said: "Dao Zhenxing Fist, this is the secret martial art of the Taihe Sect. It needs to be supplemented by the Taihe Sect's Wuji Zhenqi to practice it."
"It is said that this unique skill has a total of seven, seven and forty-nine punches. After each punch is punched, the true energy in the body can be strengthened. Each punch is stronger than the last, but each punch is also more demanding on the body than the previous punch."
"It is said that after punching the forty-ninth punch, you can immediately fly up and leave your mortal body."
"Yun Chong will definitely not be able to hit the forty-ninth punch, but if he is allowed to punch like this, Sword Girl will definitely be defeated."
"She should find a way to intercept Yunchong's punches now."
…
Twelve rays of sword light roared back and forth.
As the strong wind surged, the sword light collided violently with Yun Chong's true energy again and again.
After fighting hard with each move, Jian Ji felt her arms were numb, her breathing was twitching and disordered, and the sword light also showed faint signs of instability.
"It's so happy! It's so happy!"
"Yun Chong! You deserve to die by my sword!"
I saw Sword Lady shouting loudly, and an extremely strong sword intent had already surged out of her body.
The next moment, as she slashed through the air with her sword, a dazzling sword light burst out from Yun Chong's chest. It was the Tiangang Disha Sword of Taiqing Sect.
Under this inevitable sword blow, Taoist Yun Chong was not defeated although his body was severely beaten.
His luck was shaken, and the Wuji Qi in his body had shattered the sword light.
Yun Chong smiled slightly and said to the Taoist: "Girl, with your current swordsmanship skills, you still can't break my Qi, the old Taoist."
I saw him continuing to use the Dao Zhenxing Fist, and this was already his seventh punch.
As the fist unfolded, the billowing air waves were like the waves of the angry sea, pressing towards the Sword Princess.
There was a loud bang, and the swordswoman spit out a mouthful of blood, but her face became even more furious, and she roared: "Take my sword again!"
I saw her body spinning, her sword light like a dazzling halo surrounding her, she had already bumped into Taoist Yunchong again, and forced the opponent's eighth punch.
boom!
Another punch tore through the sword light. Taoist Yun Chong's figure became taller and taller, and the infinite energy in his body seemed to be boiling. It burst out from his body continuously, forming waves of auspicious clouds around him.
Looking at the scarred Sword Girl, Yun Chong said kindly: "Sword Girl, if you don't dodge like this anymore and just fight me head-on, I will beat you to death."
Sword Girl wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, but the sword intention in her body became more and more powerful and high-spirited.
She looked at Yun Chong and said: "Dodge, retreat, or sneak attack, these are the fighting methods of the weak. The moment you use this method, you admit your weakness."
She laughed wildly and said: "A real strong person should use the most domineering power and the most violent moves to kill his opponent to pieces in one breath, or be beaten to pieces by his opponent."
As she spoke, the blood from her arm slowly flowed onto the sword.
The long sword in Sword Girl's hand seemed to feel the fierce fighting spirit in its master's heart at this moment, and it vibrated spontaneously, emitting a crisp sword cry.
Dao Zhenxing Fist, the ninth fist.
boom!
The surging air waves once again blasted Sword Girl away. Her feet drew two long traces on the ground, and her shoes were turned into tatters.
Sword Girl simply stepped hard with her feet, shattering the shoes on her feet, revealing a pair of white soles.
At this moment, Yun Chong's beard and hair were in full bloom, and his purple Taoist robe was making a roaring sound under the impact of the true energy. His body was more like a Yangtze River, which kept roaring as the true energy circulated.
He looked at Sword Girl and sighed: "Whoever can take my tenth punch, you are the first person I meet after coming down the mountain."
"And the sword in your hand is still intact. It has been worshiped for at least two hundred years. I'm afraid you are not an unknown person, right?"
The Sword Girl shook the sword in her hand and said casually: "It seemed that there was a name before, but I have forgotten it."
"This is just my sword now. As long as it's by my side, it's the strongest sword in the world. It doesn't need a name..."
While the two sides were talking, fighting and walking, the surging air waves continued to blast away large tracts of sand and rocks, and individual plants and trees were torn apart by the scattered sword intent.
At this moment, the sun was setting in the west, and the sunlight turned the entire battlefield into a hazy color, highlighting even more the desolation left behind after the two men fought.
When Yun Chong was about to throw his thirteenth punch, his face was already bright red, and his internal organs felt as if they were being cooked, emitting steam, and his whole body was getting closer and closer to the limit.
"Happy!" Sword Lady laughed, piercing the desolation and loneliness of the scene, but when she looked at the sword in her hand, her face was filled with regret.
I saw that the tip of the long sword had been broken off in the collision just now, and the blade was directly broken off.
"This sword has been with me for more than 20 years. I never expected that it would be broken today."
"Old man, you can no longer accompany me on my journey to becoming a strong man."
The sword girl's eyes were full of regret and sadness when she looked at the sword, but when her palm touched the sword, a cold and gloomy feeling penetrated her heart.
"It turns out that I have such deep feelings for my sword in my heart?" A flash of understanding flashed in her heart: "But how can this cold sword have the same strong heart as me? How can I pursue it?
Can you follow my path to becoming a strong person?"
"How can I be considered a real strong man when I rely on such a weapon to fight against the enemy?"
At this moment, the Tiangang Disha Sword's mantras came to Sword Girl's mind: "The heart and sword become one, and then you can abandon the sword and get the sword, then you can forget both the sword and the person..."
The madness on Sword Girl's face grew stronger, "A truly strong man should not need weapons, because no weapons can keep up with my growth..."
"I walk the path of the strong alone."
At this moment, Sword Girl suddenly raised her sword high, and then the sword intent in her hands surged, and she violently swung it down.
With a loud bang, the long sword that had been with her for more than twenty years was broken by her.
At this moment, her sword intent surged, tearing everything within a hundred meters into pieces.
Twelve dazzling sword lights spread out from behind her, and then disappeared back into her body.