It took quite a while before everyone in the audience came to their senses and suddenly burst into deafening shouts.
There is no doubt that this battle is extremely exciting.
From the very beginning of the battle, Lin Ze and Wang Xian's spiritual arts were endless, and their methods were frequent. Everyone was dazzled and exclaimed again and again. Until the end, when the two used their ten thousand blades to fight, their hearts became even tighter.
Seeing the battle come to an end, everyone was amazed and admired for a moment.
Wang Xian was a popular figure in the academy. He had been promoted to the third level spiritual master half a year ago and was very powerful. However, he was still defeated by Lin Ze, a dark horse. This result can be said to be unexpected.
When the college competition just started, who would have thought that Lin Ze would go all the way and defeat Wang Xian to reach the semi-finals?
Before the start of the competition, anyone who dared to say this would definitely be laughed at and confused. However, after each round of competition, everyone is now filled with wonder and awe.
After the referee declared Lin Ze the winner, he couldn't help but glance at him and muttered in his heart.
Others didn't know it clearly, but as the one who resisted, he clearly felt that the power of Lin Ze's last blow had reached the fourth level. If he hadn't been a fifth-level spiritualist, he wouldn't have been able to block it in time without a hitch.
Protect Wang Xian without any harm.
"What a monster-like talent!" He sighed secretly.
Lin Ze didn't know what the referee was thinking. He glanced at Wang Xian, who was still in a daze, turned around and walked off the ring.
Before he returned to his seat, he saw Chen Mu Zhen not far away waving to him with joy, seemingly even happier than he was the winner.
The Group A competition came to an end, and the other three groups also successively decided the winners. As expected, Cheng Yue, Qu Jianwen and Cui Jianping qualified one after another, and together with Lin Ze advanced to the semi-finals.
After six rounds of competition, it was already approaching dusk, and the semi-finals could only be held tomorrow. Lin Ze did not wait much longer, and immediately turned around and left with Chen Muzhen, walking away under the watchful eyes of everyone.
"Lin Ze."
Halfway through, Chen Muchen's excitement calmed down a little, and he blurted out and asked, "I've been wanting to ask you since just now, what is the knife on your waist for?"
Swords were usually worn by ordinary soldiers and not by spiritualists, so she was curious as to why Lin Ze carried a sword from beginning to end during the game.
Lin Ze thought for a moment and smiled: "This is my amulet."
"Amulet?" Chen Muchen was slightly surprised. It was unprecedented to use a knife as an amulet. However, Lin Ze was a genius. Maybe the genius' ideas were different from those of ordinary people.
Chen Muchen didn't dwell on the matter anymore, quickly ignored it and talked excitedly about the game just now.
Just as the two were about to walk out of the door, a voice suddenly came from behind them.
"Your Highness, please stay!"
Lin Ze paused in his steps and turned around to see, but it was Cheng Yue who was chasing after him.
He quickly came to Lin Ze's side, leaned down and said, "Your Highness, is it convenient for us to talk?"
As he spoke, Cheng Yue glanced at Chen Muchen beside him.
The girl understood immediately and waved to Lin Ze: "Then I'll leave first. See you tomorrow."
"See you tomorrow."
After watching Chen Muchen walk away, Lin Ze turned back to look at Cheng Yue and said calmly: "What's the matter?"
Cheng Yue smiled slightly and said: "First of all, congratulations to His Highness on his promotion."
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Lin Ze waving his hand.
"There's no need for polite words. If you have anything to say, just say it directly."
Cheng Yue didn't care about being interrupted. He pondered for a few breaths and asked in a concentrated voice: "His Highness's performance today is really shocking. His strength in spiritual arts is obvious to all. But I am very confused. His Highness really entered the spiritual world."
Is it a spiritual technique that you only learned after entering Shu Zhenyang Academy?"
In less than four months, he had mastered at least five advanced spiritual arts, and also created multiple compound spiritual arts of his own. This kind of thing was simply shocking, and it was hard for him to believe it.
"Shouldn't you know best whether I have practiced spiritual arts before?" Lin Ze glanced at Cheng Yue lightly.
He didn't believe that His Highness, the cheap brother of his status, had not sent anyone to monitor his every move. Since Cheng Yue was obviously on His Highness's side, it would not be difficult for him to inquire about this kind of information.
I think the same is true for the eldest princess.
Hearing this, Cheng Yue's expression couldn't help but froze. Indeed, His Highness had been secretly paying attention to Lin Ze's actions. Before the latter entered the Spiritual Arts Zhenyang Academy, he had never formally practiced spiritual arts. He could only exercise his spiritual power from time to time.
It's just that he doesn't believe from the bottom of his heart that Lin Ze really only took less than four months to practice to this point. This is undoubtedly a heavy blow to him who has always regarded himself as a genius.
After being stunned for a few seconds, Cheng Yue came back to his senses, quickly put away his distracting thoughts, calmed down and continued to ask: "Then why does Your Highness want to participate in the college competition? Is it for the position of commander of the city guard?"
"That's right." Lin Ze admitted frankly.
"Why?" Cheng Yue narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a deep voice, "His Highness has always been carefree and happy, why do you suddenly want to join the army? The city guard has a heavy workload and often has to fight with the Horn Clan. Maybe he will
If something unexpected happens, it's very dangerous. How can it be more leisurely than traveling around the mountains and rivers?"
These words seemed to be exhortations, but they were actually warnings. Lin Ze couldn't hear it. He shook his head and said: "Stop your tricks. I only joined the army to kill the Horned Clan. I have no interest in it and don't want to get involved."
In the fight between you, you can take these words directly to the one behind you."
Cheng Yue obviously didn't expect Lin Ze to be so straightforward. He was startled when he heard this, and then he realized what he was saying. Before he could say anything, Lin Ze had already turned around and left.
Looking at his leaving figure, Cheng Yue frowned tightly and his eyes flickered.
The next morning, Lin Ze arrived at the square on time. As soon as he stepped inside, he received a lot of attention, doubts, scrutiny, shock, awe, etc. as expected.
After yesterday's game, the news that Lin Ze defeated Wang Xian and advanced to the semi-finals quickly spread throughout the academy, and everyone who knew about it was shocked.
His Second Highness, who has always been addicted to pleasure, actually has such a demonic talent?
Promoted to a third-level spiritualist in just four months?
Isn’t this kind of speed of strength improvement too terrifying?
In just one day, Lin Ze's reputation in the academy has risen to a higher level. Along the way from Menfang, he has received many looks of awe from the heart, instead of the superficial respect before.
In the face of many stares, Lin Ze's expression remained calm and composed, and he came to sit down next to Chen Muchen.
Chen Muchen had been there for a while. As soon as Lin Ze sat down, she leaned over and whispered: "Lin Ze, the competition arrangements have been announced. Your opponent is Cheng Yue."
Lin Ze raised his eyebrows slightly, but didn't react much.
Cheng Yue's strength ranks first among the four third-level students participating in the competition. If nothing else happens, he will definitely reach the end. Lin Ze will eventually face him, but now he is just one step ahead of schedule.
His face was calm, but Chen Muzhen could not hide his worry. After all, the opponent was Cheng Yue. The reason why the traditionalists dominated the reformists in the academy was largely due to Cheng Yue's strong strength.
As time went by, there were more and more people in the square. After the three deans, a group of nobles, and the royal court affairs officers took their seats, the game finally started.
The first round players were Cui Jianping and Qu Jianwen.
The battle was fought fairly and ended quickly. After Cui Jianping clearly gained the upper hand, Qu Jianwen decisively admitted defeat.
It was not surprising to everyone. They both belonged to the reformist faction and had a good friendship. There was really no need to fight to the death to let future opponents take advantage.
Next up were Lin Ze and Cheng Yue.
Seeing the two men slowly boarding the ring, all the students in the audience perked up and looked up with anticipation and excitement.
One of the two is the most powerful contender for the position of chief, and the other is a dark horse who emerged from nowhere. Both of them are very powerful. They will definitely be interesting to watch when they fight.
After standing still on the ring, Lin Ze looked up and found that Cheng Yue was also looking over. His eyes were deep and seemed to contain some special meaning.
"Are you ready?"
The referee not far away asked a routine question. Seeing the two men nodding at the same time, he immediately said loudly:
"The game begins!"
To everyone's surprise, unlike the previous match where both sides raced against each other to perform spiritual arts at the beginning of the match, after the referee's words fell, Lin Ze and Cheng Yue stood calmly on the spot. They first looked at each other, and then slowly started to release.
Spirituality.
Large ripples suddenly appeared in the void on both sides of the arena.
The two of them unexpectedly started with Ten Thousand Blades Spiritual Technique.
Lin Ze stood there calmly, his face dyed a golden red under the light of the fire. Twelve weapons burning with golden red flames beside him quickly pierced out from the ripples in the air, the sharp blade points facing each other.
That’s right, Cheng Yue.
On the other side, a large number of weapons also poured out from both sides of Cheng Yue, a rough count of at least forty.
The arena was instantly filled with the evil aura of cold weapons.
In the next moment, the two waved their hands at the same time, and the weapons on their sides shot out in unison, attacking each other like arrows from a string.
Countless weapons collided and clashed in mid-air.
A crisp sound like the clash of gold and iron suddenly exploded and could not be heard without stopping. Everyone in the audience felt a flash of light in front of their eyes. The cold metallic luster and the blazing golden-red light were intertwined with each other, and they were annihilated and disappeared.
In terms of quantity alone, Cheng Yue's Ten Thousand Blades undoubtedly crushed Lin Ze, but in terms of quality, they were far inferior. Often three or four weapons would be bombarded one after another before they could be destroyed together with one flaming weapon.
When the light dissipated, everyone looked closely and found that all the weapons had disappeared without a trace. The center of the arena was in a mess, and the ground was covered with dense sword slash marks.
At the same time, a powerful spiritual energy filled the air, even breaking out of the ring and spreading to the audience.
The source of the breath suddenly came from Cheng Yue.
Everyone was stunned for a moment, and the next moment someone exclaimed: