Zhang Ruochen stared at Lin Nishan and said calmly: "The top four are also very important to me. Let's do this! I can fight you without a sword!"
"Really?"
Lin Ningshan was overjoyed and said, "Since my cousin is so humble, thank you very much Ningshan!"
In her opinion, Zhang Ruochen must be reluctant to defeat her, so he offered to fight her with bare hands.
How did she know that what Zhang Ruochen was thinking was that to defeat her, there was no need to use a sword at all.
The sword used by Lin Nishan is a second-grade true weapon, the Xinghui Sword.
When the sword was unsheathed, it immediately emitted a star-like brilliance, and specks of light flowed on the surface of the sword body.
Lin Nianshan's eyes became sharp, and she mobilized the true energy in her body and continuously injected it into the sword body, stimulating a force inscription and a light inscription burned into the sword at the same time.
"Wow!"
Lin Nishan took three steps forward in a row, each step was three meters away. She took the initiative to draw her sword and stabbed Zhang Ruochen's chest. A blue sword flower bloomed in the void.
In just a moment, the cold sword tip pierced Zhang Ruochen's body.
Previously, the Ninth Princess was defeated by Lin Nianshan's sword technique. It can be seen that this sword technique is definitely not simple.
Zhang Ruochen kicked the ground with his feet and immediately moved sideways to the right.
"Whoosh!"
Lin Cianshan also changed her moves. With a shake of her arm, the Xinghui Sword rotated in the void, and then stabbed Zhang Ruochen's neck with her backhand.
The Xinghui Sword seemed to have become a part of her body, completely under her control, and the swordsmanship she performed was very exquisite.
"Flowing clouds and flowing water!"
Lin Nishan displayed a mid-level human-level swordsmanship, stabbing nine swords in a row, one sword after another without interruption.
The sword technique is beautiful and the sword light is dense.
"Wind and lingering clouds!"
"The rain will stop and the clouds will stay!"
…
Lin Nishan performed thirteen sword moves in a row, each sword thrust into the void, but could not even touch the corner of Zhang Ruochen's clothes.
You know, her sword intention has reached the state of "the sword follows the heart". How could she be unable to win for a long time against a warrior whose cultivation is weaker than hers?
"The clouds clear and the fog clears!"
Lin Nianshan performed the last move of this set of swordsmanship. The sword moves opened and closed with astonishing power, forcing Zhang Ruochen to keep retreating and pushing Zhang Ruochen to the edge of the school field.
Seeing it, Zhang Ruochen was about to retreat outside the school grounds.
"about there!"
Zhang Ruochen's eyes emitted two rays of light, he suddenly stopped, stared at the overwhelming sword light, and formed a sword with his index and middle fingers.
Just point it out!
"Wow!"
The finger sword broke all the sword energy in the void and hit Lin Nianshan's chest.
"Bang!"
The true energy spread out from the fingertips and hit Lin Nianshan's body, sending her flying and falling to the ground three meters away.
Zhang Ruochen stared at Lin Nianshan who fell on the ground indifferently and said, "You are defeated!"
Lin Nianshan covered her chest, gritted her teeth, stared at Zhang Ruochen, grabbed the Xinghui Sword on the ground again, with a chill of humiliation in her eyes, and said: "I am not defeated! Zhang Ruochen, we
Keep fighting!"
Zhang Ruochen shook his head gently, not wanting to continue arguing with a defeated general, he turned and walked outside the school grounds.
"Tianxin points the way!"
Lin Nianshan's eyes were cold and she felt resentful in her heart. She poured all the energy in her body into the Xinghui Sword and used the low-grade Tianxin Sword Technique.
The Xinghui Sword immediately shot up a meter-high sword light, exuding a huge sword energy.
She waved her arm and slashed towards Zhang Ruochen with a sword energy more than seven meters long.
Just when Lin Nianshan displayed this sword technique, the expressions of all the warriors outside the school changed.
You must know that at this moment, the Ninth Prince was walking towards the outside of the school grounds, but Lin Nianshan drew her sword from behind, and it was also a powerful spiritual-level swordsmanship.
Once the sword is struck on the Ninth Prince's body, the Ninth Prince will definitely die.
"Ningshan, stop!" Lin Fengxian's expression also changed slightly, and he immediately roared.
If the Ninth Prince dies under Lin Nianshan's sword, the Lin family will suffer!
However, no one expected that Lin Nianshan would continue to take action after her defeat.
It's too late to rescue.
Just when everyone thought that Zhang Ruochen would definitely die under Lin Nershan's sword, Zhang Ruochen's body rose into the sky and escaped Lin Nershan's slashing sword energy.
"The flying dragon is in the sky!"
Zhang Ruochen soared more than seven meters in the air, twisted his body, let out a roar of resistance, and smacked down Lin Nianshan's shoulder with his palm.
"Bang!"
Lin Nianshan was shaken all over, spitting out a mouthful of blood, her legs went weak, and she fell to the ground.
Zhang Ruochen glanced coldly at Lin Nianshan, who was lying in a pool of blood, and shook his head, becoming even more disappointed with his cousin.
Lin Fengxian immediately rushed into the school grounds, glanced at Zhang Ruochen, and then at the cold-faced Prince Yunwu in the distance, and said with some reluctance: "Thank you, Ninth Prince, for not killing me."
After saying this, Lin Fengxian immediately helped Lin Nianshan up.
He pressed his palms against Lin Nieshan's vest, and the rich Qi flowed continuously from his palms into Lin Nieshan's body, helping her recover from her injuries.
Just now, Zhang Ruochen had indeed shown mercy.
If Zhang Ruochen's slap just now was not on Lin Nershan's shoulder, but on Lin Nershan's head, Lin Nershan would definitely die.
Lin Cianshan woke up, opened her eyes, and glanced at Zhang Ruochen, with a strong resentment in her eyes, and said in her heart: "Zhang Ruochen, the shame you have imposed on me today, I will definitely double it in the future.
It’s still on you.”
At this moment, Zhang Ruochen had turned around and left, walking out of the school grounds.
After Lin Fengxian helped Lin Nianshan down, the competition continued.
The next three games are: Situ Linjiang vs. Lin Tianwu.
The fifth prince versus the sixth prince.
Xue Kai versus Luo Cheng.
Lin Tianwu is another young master of the Lin family. At the age of nineteen, he has reached the highest level of martial arts cultivation in the Huangji Realm.
However, Situ Linjiang was at the extreme level of Huang Ji Realm. With just one palm, he knocked Lin Tianwu away and fell outside the school grounds.
The battle between the fifth prince and the sixth prince ended with the sixth prince abstaining.
The battle between Xue Kai and Luo Cheng was still very exciting.
Although Luo Cheng is only at the highest level of the Huangji Realm, his martial arts skills are very powerful and he can even compete with Xue Kai.
Of course, in the end, Luo Cheng was defeated by Xue Kai because of the gap in cultivation.
At this point, the top four in this year's year-end assessment were born: Zhang Ruochen, Fifth Prince, Xue Kai, and Situ Linjiang.
Lin Ningshan, Luo Cheng, Lin Tianwu, and Sixth Prince will compete for fifth place.
The next battle will become even more cruel. The fifth prince, Xue Kai, and Situ Linjiang are all at the extreme level of the Huangji Realm. Only Zhang Ruochen is at the small extreme level of the Huangji Realm.
"Ninth brother, I really didn't expect that you could enter the top four. Fifth brother really underestimated you before. Of course, you can only stop at fourth. After all, the gap between the small extreme position and the big extreme position is definitely greater than you imagined.
The middle one is bigger." The fifth prince smiled.
Zhang Ruochen ignored the fifth prince at all, just closed his eyes and quickly recovered the consumed energy.
"The next battle will be between the Ninth Prince Zhang Ruochen and the National Preceptor's Palace Xue Kai."
Zhang Ruochen and Xue Kai walked into the school grounds at the same time.
Xue Kai looked at Zhang Ruochen and said with a smile: "Ninth Prince, your best weapon is the sword?"
"That's right!" Zhang Ruochen said.
"Okay! Let's have a sword show then!" Xue Kai stretched out his arm, and outside the school grounds, a young warrior from the National Preceptor's Office put a long sword into Xue Kai's hand.
Xue Kai carefully observed Zhang Ruochen's previous two martial arts competitions. He felt that Zhang Ruochen was good at using swords just as a cover. What Zhang Ruochen was really good at must be palm skills.
After all, Zhang Ruochen's palm skills shown in the previous two competitions were indeed very powerful, and he didn't look like a sword master at all.
The palm technique focuses on strong strength.
Swordsmanship focuses on dexterous changes.
The two are difficult to combine.
That's why Xue Kai proposed to have a sword duel with Zhang Ruochen.
He believed that Zhang Ruochen's attainments in swordsmanship were definitely far inferior to his.
"Ninth brother, take the sword!" The ninth princess threw her sword, the Blue Water Sword, towards Zhang Ruochen.
Zhang Ruochen took the Bishui Sword, held the hilt in his hand, and immediately felt a faint cold air coming from the sword.
"A battle sword of the third-grade true weapon level. The sword is engraved with three ice-type inscriptions and three force-type inscriptions." Zhang Ruochen judged its grade just by holding the sword in his hand.