Li Shanhe's grinning face slowed down, and the sword in his hand was cut into nothing, and it hit the ground firmly.
"Hmm? Where are the people??"
Li Shanhe opened his eyes wide. Lin Lang, who was right in front of him, seemed to have teleported, out of his attack range, and instead raised his sword to attack him.
"It's me next!!"
Lin Lang's sword was as quiet as a swimming dragon, but moved as fast as a thundering giant. Especially the speed that suddenly increased and then slowed down, making it impossible for Li Shanhe to see his path clearly.
Ding ding ding ding!!
In Li Shanhe's eyes, Lin Lang's attack was obviously so large, but his speed was extremely fast. His speed seemed to have suddenly increased by several levels. He didn't even take a few of his swords before he was struck on the shoulder by his sword!
"What kind of swordsmanship is this!!"
Li Shanhe was horrified. Under Lin Lang's terrifying offensive, he had begun to retreat steadily.
The disciples in the audience were also dumbfounded.
What is going on??? Brother Li Shanhe, who clearly had the upper hand, suddenly slowed down!
The sword draw has become slower, the movement has become slower, and even the speech seems to have slowed down! All the disciples began to wonder if there was something wrong with their eyes and ears.
On the other hand, Lin Lang, who was on the other side, did not use any wonderful sword skills. He just slashed at Li Shanhe randomly. But Li Shanhe looked very slow and couldn't even handle such messy sword skills.
All the disciples had an idea in their minds at the same time. Facing Senior Brother Li Shanhe like this, I can do whatever I want!
"Senior Brother Li Shanhe, what's going on???"
"Maybe... I used too many tricks in the past and consumed too much spiritual energy. So now I'm a little out of my depth."
"I think so too!"
Listening to the discussion of the disciples, Chifeng didn't think so. Because one second Li Shanhe seemed to be at ease, not like he was lacking in spiritual energy at all, and the next second he collapsed instantly, Lin Lang must have used something unknown.
means!
Looking at Li Shanhe's movements, Lin Lang was secretly surprised. Li Shanhe was still the first to be able to catch his own sword despite being slowed down.
But that’s it!
Lin Lang suddenly used a series of flaming sword moves. The Silver Moon Sword slashed and slashed in his hands, moving very fast. The flames of the sword also matched different moves, evolving into different forms, as if they had been continuously
Beating flame elf.
"Flame moves!!"
Lin Lang held the sword with both hands. The flames on the Silver Moon Sword reached an unprecedented high, and then he slashed hard at Li Shanhe.
Li Shanhe had no time to block it with both hands, so he could only hold the sword with one hand.
Unsurprisingly, the Red Dragon Sword was chopped to the ground, and Li Shanhe lost his only support against Lin Lang.
"Wait, wait a minute! Junior Brother Lin!!"
Li Shanhe started to panic. When he wanted to reach out to pick up the Red Dragon Sword Style on the ground, Lin Lang had already gently picked it up off the stage, and his movements were still so fast...
"Go down with your sword."
"Flame Boom!"
Lin Lang said indifferently, and with a gentle sweep of the long sword in his hand, a heat wave mixed with a huge energy leader hit Li Shanhe's body hard.
Li Shanhe protected his chest with his arms, but the purpose of Lin Lang's move was not to injure Li Shanhe, but to push him off the stage!
"Uhhhhhhh!!"
Li Shanhe's veins popped out, and he desperately tried to stand firm, but in the violent heat wave, he was like a rootless leaf, and he could only watch helplessly as he was pushed off the stage.
Li Shanhe finally fell to the audience with a plop. He looked at his hands in disbelief, and his whole body couldn't stop trembling.
"The one who fell off the stage...was Senior Brother Li Shanhe???"
"It's really him!! Li Shanhe actually lost!!"
"What is he doing! My friend and I bet two spiritual stones on him! Now I will lose all my money!"
No one present expected that Li Shanhe would be defeated so neatly and without any warning.
Looking at the whole match, it felt like Li Shanhe was deliberately letting things go... so all the disciples had a feeling that I could do it if I wanted to.
"This boy...actually won."
Chifeng struggled to raise his voice. He didn't think that Li Shanhe would really be stupid enough to let Lin Lang off the hook. After all, the grudge between the two was there, and the stakes were so high.
"How could...how could it be possible!! What kind of magic did you use!!! How could I lose to you!!"
Li Shanhe roared hysterically, while Lin Lang came to the stage in a hurry and looked down at Li Shanhe: "Senior brother, can't you afford to lose?"
"I!"
Li Shanhe stood up, pointed at Lin Lang and said: "Evil Kung Fu!! It must be some evil Kung Fu!!"
"Brothers!! You have also seen it! I can suppress him in close combat! But this kid, this kid doesn't know what kind of evil technique he used! His speed suddenly became extremely fast! He must have been under the influence of something.
Banned drugs!! Yes!! It must be like this!!”
Li Shanhe turned the blame to everyone and wanted to demand justice.
But all the disciples shook their heads.
In their eyes, Lin Lang's speed has become faster, but it's clearly your own speed that has slowed down, okay?!
"Master Li Shanhe!! Master Lin Lang and you are fellow disciples! I don't want to hear from you again about evil magic and forbidden drugs!" Deacon Qin suddenly stood up, with a slightly angry look on his face.
Looking at Deacon Qin's expression, Li Shanhe seemed to have remembered something and quickly closed his mouth. His lips moved, trying to say something, but in the end he did not speak.
"I declare that Lin Lang wins this battle!"
Deacon Qin looked around at the crowd and declared Lin Lang's victory in an unquestionable tone.
"Yeah!!! Senior brother Lin Lang won! I knew he could do it!!" Mu Zhiyuan's anxious heart was relieved, and her face flushed with excitement.
"Hahaha, let me tell you, how could the man that Junior Sister falls in love with be wrong? Isn't that right, Senior Brother Chifeng?"
Ma Ling'er said, proudly turning her gaze to Chifeng aside.
Chifeng could only spread his hands helplessly: "It's true that I underestimated him. The closed disciple... really can't be guessed based on common sense. Lin Lang defeated Li Shanhe just after he started. His future is limitless."
Chifeng sincerely praised. The addition of a genius like Lin Lang will probably cause major changes in the structure of the Suzaku Sect.
"I...lost."
Li Shanhe spat out a few words weakly, his eyes filled with darkness. Then he took the Red Dragon Sword from the ground and handed it to Lin Lang: "This sword is yours."
Lin Lang took the sword and looked at the sword body carefully. The Red Dragon Sword was different from the Silver Moon Sword in that it was a treasure made of fire-attributed ores. It was perfect for using the Flame Sword Technique.