Lin Beichen completed his nine-to-five performance in the exchange competition and is one step closer to 100,000 gold coins.
Afterwards, Jiang Ziliu, the seeded player with the highest odds, also played as steadily as an old dog and defeated Yin Le, the chief genius from Dongmingling's largest city, and won a top five spot.
In this way, the top five were all born.
They are Jiang Ziliu, Lin Beichen, Yu Jiajun, Jiang Nan and Xia Nuo.
This time, Lin Beichen's luck was not so good. In the process of advancing from five to three, he did not get a bye.
The opponent he drew was not Jiang Ziliu either.
But Nosha.
Nuo Xia, the chief prodigy from the largest city in the Dongming Territory, is fifteen years old this year. He is thin and handsome. He is a handsome and handsome young man. He is dressed in white clothes like snow, with a Dongming jade sword hanging from his waist. He has a charming demeanor.
The young master is as good as jade, with red lips and white teeth.
To be able to enter the top five, Nuo Xia relies on her absolute strength.
In the previous battle, he had demonstrated the combat prowess of an eighth-level martial artist.
This handsome and thin young man is absolutely strong and crazy when fighting.
There seems to be endless strength in his slender body.
On the arena.
The battle begins soon.
"Comrade Lin, please give me more advice."
Nuo Xia held the sword in her hand and stared at Lin Beichen with burning eyes, burning with crazy fighting intent.
Obviously, this is a martial arts lunatic.
He has a strong interest in opponents of Lin Beichen's level.
Lin Beichen thought for a while and asked, "Are you sure you can catch my sword?"
That sword naturally refers to the stunning sword that defeated Gao Ping.
Nuo Xia licked her lips and said, "We're 70% sure."
"oh?"
Lin Beichen thought for a while and said: "70% certainty is already higher."
Nuo Xia said enthusiastically: "If it is a real life and death battle, 70% certainty is a very fatal number, but I still hope that Mr. Lin can use that sword with all his strength so that I can truly understand the horror of that moment...
It is definitely an honor for me to be able to experience such superb swordsmanship head-on, and it may allow me to find an opportunity for a breakthrough."
"I don't."
Lin Beichen refused directly.
Nuo Xia was startled.
Lin Beichen said matter-of-factly: "I'm not Lei Feng, why should I help you break through in vain?"
Who is Lei Feng?
A certain eminent senior?
If someone can be mentioned by Lin Beichen, he is definitely not someone who is making counter-claims.
Why haven't you heard of it?
Nuo Xia looked confused.
The spectators around the ring and the spectators on the other side of the Xuanjing screen also looked at each other in confusion.
Lin Beichen stretched out his hand and grasped it in the void, and the silver sword was downloaded into his hand.
"Look at the sword."
He stabbed out with his sword.
In the air, silver light flashed.
A sense of desolation suddenly disappeared.
Everyone still didn't understand what was going on.
Clang!
Lin Beichen had already sheathed his sword.
It still seemed like he felt that the opening method of this sword was wrong and he was preparing to use another sword.
but--
"You have already been defeated."
Lin Beichen said calmly.
The same pretentious lines.
But this time, he didn't tilt his head at a 45-degree angle to look cool.
opposite.
Nuo Xia was stunned and said: "This joke is not good..."
A slight chill came between his eyebrows.
What he was about to say stopped abruptly.
Raise your hand and touch it.
When I looked again, I saw a red dot as big as a grain of rice on my fingertip.
is blood.
Blood.
His own blood.
Blood oozed from a tiny wound between his eyebrows that even he himself had not felt.
Could it be...
Was it Lin Beichen's flash of light sword strike just now that left a shallow sword mark on his eyebrows?
Didn't he discover it at all?
If this sword had advanced even a little more than an inch, or if the sword energy had been exhaled even slightly, I would have probably died with my brains exploding out of my head!
Lin Beichen still showed mercy.
Nuo Xia suddenly turned pale.
"You...this is not that sword."
He stared at Lin Beichen, his eyes no longer as crazy as before. His scorching look was like a candle in the wind that was about to be extinguished at any time. He asked in an unbelievable and unwilling voice: "What did you do just now?"
A sword, what kind of swordsmanship is it?"
Lin Beichen shook his head.
"The same question, still the same answer... One day, you can see my sword clearly, and then you will be qualified to ask the name of this sword."
He calmly continued to use the same lines.
Of course I won't tell you that this sword is called [Sword 2].
"good."
The heat in Nuo Xia's eyes suddenly brightened again.
"Within a year, I will definitely know the name of your sword."
He seemed to be saying to Lin Beichen, as if he was swearing to himself.
"Good luck."
Lin Beichen shrugged, seemed to have remembered something, and suddenly said solemnly: "By the way, if you really want to feel the first sword and look for a breakthrough opportunity, it's not impossible... go back and find it privately.
I'll give you a 20% discount on the experience fee."
Nuo Xia was stunned.
Lin Beichen didn't wait for his answer, waved directly, and said: "Okay, okay, if you have nothing else, please give in and step down quickly, and don't hinder me from advertising."
Nuo Xia was silent for a moment, cupped her hands in front of Lin Beichen, admitted defeat, turned around and jumped off the ring.
There was a sudden thunderous applause around the ring, as if you were waking up from a dream.
"Lin Beichen is awesome!"
Someone shouted loudly.
More people followed and shouted.
"Haha, basic operation, don't make a fuss. Next, as usual, this handsome man will do a round of advertising..."
Lin Beichen immediately got into his role with ease and familiarity.
Unlike the ordinary citizens who laughed and applauded, many martial arts masters who were watching the battle were deeply shocked.
If Lin Beichen used a magical sword to defeat Gao Ping, which only made them feel surprised and thought it was Lin Beichen using a special forbidden move that was the best in the box, then he used an equally magical sword.
Defeating Nuo Xia with one sword turned this surprise into shock, and then the shock turned into horror.
One sword and one chief genius.
And it’s also a different swordsmanship.
Of course, most martial arts masters can only distinguish the difference between the two swords from the position of the 'victim' Gao Ping and Nuo Xia Zhongjian.
Only some strong men who have reached the level of martial arts masters can truly perceive the terrifying power of these two swords except for their different attack positions.
Experts who know Lin Beichen find it incredible.
Because this is not Lin Beichen's fighting style at all.
Although Lin Beichen had crushed many opponents in the past, he had always relied on his tyrannical profound energy and physical strength to use the most brutal method to defeat all kinds of tricks and techniques, just like a giant war machine.
Like a car, it rumbles over and crushes the opponent to pieces. Although it is violent, there is no skill at all.
But now Lin Beichen is completely transformed.
There is truly an air of invincibility with a sword in hand.
His face is as handsome as jade, and his green clothes are as green as bamboo.
The young man holding a silver sword gave people the vague illusion of a swordsman coming to the world.
Even Jiang Ziliu's face showed a hint of surprise and surprise.
He rubbed his temples subconsciously.
It doesn't seem to be the same as what was reported in the intelligence. The fighting style has changed drastically. Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's getting more and more interesting...
Shen Bijun, a girl with long light yellow hair, raised her head and stared blankly at the handsome young man on the ring who was working hard to promote the advertisement.
The girl gradually discovered in disbelief that she didn't know when, she could actually compare her with the young swordsman with a silver sword who was unparalleled in his hand, and the general who burned her dress with fire on the ring and held the fire extinguisher. The three images of his delicate body and the privacy of his body and his red body parts were perfectly blended together to form a completely new impression of Lin Beichen.
Mysterious, yet humorous.
There must be a soft and warm place beneath his laughing and scolding surface that others can't see, right?
He is so handsome.
It was an aggressive, sharp-edged appearance with a hint of evil.
Even senior Jiang Ziliu, who was always known for his handsomeness, was inferior to him.
Moreover, he is also favored by God.
Even the master of the sword, Jun Mian, recognized him.
so……
I probably misunderstood him before.
Do you want to find a chance to apologize to him?
After all, in the ring, in public, calling him a "slut" is a direct insult to his reputation and a life-long attack.
Shen Bijun suddenly felt a little regretful.
She looked down at her treasure bag.
There is also a Lin Beichen robe inside...
You can just use the excuse of returning the clothes to apologize to him, right?
The girl's reserve made her fall into repeated entanglements.
The three directors Chu Hen, Liu Qihai and Pan Weimin also looked incredulous at this time.
"what's going on?"
"Could this Lin Beichen be a fake?"
"What kind of swordsmanship is that?"
Each of the three people spoke one sentence to express the shock in their hearts vividly.
Pan Weimin turned his head and glanced at Chu Hen, saying: "Quick, don't be stunned, pat Lao Liu and use some strength..."
"Why?"
Chu Hen asked, and subconsciously slapped Liu Qihai on the shoulder.
Click.
The sound of cracking bones.
Chu Hen, whose strength increased dramatically, obviously failed to control the power of the Pegasus Meteor Arm again and used too much force.
Pan Weimin looked at Liu Qihai and said, "Old Liu, does it hurt?"
Liu Qihai reluctantly nodded: "It hurts..."
Pan Weimin said: "That's right, we are not dreaming."
Liu Qihai: "..."
Chu Hen: "..."
Your uncle.
The two roared in their hearts.
Among everyone, the one who was most shocked was Ding Sanshi.
He stood in the distance, looking at the ring, his mouth opened as if he saw his senior brother who had been dead for many years come back to life again.
Yaoshou.
This villain actually mastered the second sword in one night?
When he saw Lin Beichen perform Jianyi before, he was shocked and speechless.
But when I think that this evil disciple can practice swordplay in his dream without any obstacles, it seems to have some logic.
But now that he has even used Sword Two, Ding Sanshi really can't calm down anymore.
He fell into deep self-doubt.
So when I was the most energetic in Baiyun City, I claimed to have amazing talent, but it took me several years to barely master the second sword. Why were I so proud?
It’s true that comparing people to each other will lead to death, and comparing goods to goods will lead to throwing away things.
Ding Sanshi felt like he was going to be slapped on the beach by this villain.
It seems that I will have to seize the opportunity and beat more apprentices in the future.
Otherwise, maybe one day, I will suddenly be unable to defeat this villain.
Beat your apprentice as early as possible.
On the VIP viewing platform.
Although the city lord Cui Hao tried hard to manage his expression, his handsome and elegant face still slowly bloomed like a flower in the end, revealing a smile that was as refreshing as a spring breeze.
Next to him, Ying Wuji's expression was completely opposite.
Among the crowd below, the small city lord Cui Minggui was among the crowd, cheering loudly, forgetting all worries such as political struggles.
Tang Tian, the temporary field manager, held his notebook, biting the tip of the pen, and stayed there for a long time before slowly writing on it: One of the paths to success is to be filled with the desire for money?
After thinking for a while, he raised his hand and slapped himself.
Then he crossed out the hello and placed a heavy exclamation mark full of affirmation.
…
After finishing his commercial, Lin Beichen happily jumped off the stage.
One step closer to one hundred thousand gold coins.
I just wonder if Nuoxia will actually come to me to provide paid services?
If I come, how much should I charge?
After all, he is now a grand master. Even if his shooting fee is not as high as that of the Master of Swords, it still costs hundreds or even thousands of gold coins, right?
With this thought in mind, he sat back in his seat in the battle area.
It can be clearly felt that the chief geniuses of the major cities nearby no longer have the previous contempt and provocation in their eyes, but a trace of fear and respect.
In the world of martial arts, the strong are respected.
This is an eternal truth.
Lin Beichen showed his incredible and powerful style, and these talented people bowed to him.
This is not a wallflower.
It's the respect that should be given to the strong.
On the arena.
The other two top five-level supporting players, Yu Jiajun and Jiang Nan, are now thriving.
Although Lin Beichen's instant kill with one sword was stunning and made the spectators realize how powerful it was, the real thrill was the current battle where he met his opponent and encountered a talented person. It was like the tip of a needle against a wheat awn.
The copper pot hit the iron brush, and the fight was so exciting that sparks flew everywhere. The melon-eaters around the ring were delighted, and they all said that the "melon content" of this battle was much higher than before.
…
Lin Beichen closed his eyes and pretended to adjust his breathing.
In fact, he was formulating tactics for a battle with Jiang Ziliu.
Jiang Ziliu has a bye this round, which can save a lot of energy.
What still troubles Lin Beichen is that after last night's attempt, his Spiritual Little Fire and Little Silver Flame still have the property of 'burning one's own clothes 100%'. This is so damn evil. Others
You can have a lot of clothes, so why should you burn your own?
Isn’t this a cat disease?
But when I think about it, it is better to burn my clothes than myself.
The biggest problem now is that Lin Beichen is not sure whether his four sword skills of Sword 1, Sword 2, Sword 3, and Sword 4, which are currently at the "first glimpse of the door" level, can fully activate the profound energy and expose the little silver flame.
Under the premise, can it be possible to defeat Jiang Ziliu, who is a fourth-level martial arts master? After all, he is one of the four great sword slaves, dozens of times stronger than Gao Ping, Nuo Xia and the like.
Also, the [Snowy Eagle] pistol that I spent a lot of money to buy has not been delivered yet?
He opened the [Taobao] app and saw that the system showed that he had arrived at Yunmeng City and was being delivered...
emmmmm……
It should be soon, right?
At this moment, cheers and applause sounded all around.
The final battle of five to three is over.
Yu Jiajun narrowly defeated Jiangnan and became one of the three giants in the exchange competition.
The next round of drawing begins.
As a result, Jiang Ziliu had incredible luck and received another bye and directly entered the finals.
Lin Beichen and Yu Jiajun had to fight hard to get the last spot in the finals.
However, because Yu Jiajun had just finished a fierce battle and was very exhausted, he was given an hour to practice and recuperate.
The game is temporarily suspended.
The melon-eaters rushed to find a place to open the gate and release water.
Vendors everywhere also shouted vigorously.
Lin Beichen still closed his eyes and pretended to be serious.
At this time, a crisp voice that was neither familiar nor unfamiliar sounded in my ears.
"Um...Classmate Lin, thank you for your clothes."
Shen Bijun, a girl with long light yellow hair, mustered up her courage and appeared next to him.
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