He wanted to force Li Hao to show some real skills, but the result was that the swordsmanship was beyond his imagination. Li Hao did show the heaven and earth veins that he had not shown in the previous battles, but it was just a slight movement and gathering some strength, and it was not a trump card at all.

When the young man admitted defeat, Li Hao handed over his hand and turned around to step down.

When he returned to his position, he saw that the pen tip was hanging with ink on the inkstone and was about to fall. He quickly picked it up, turned it around in the inkstone, adjusted the pen tip, and then started painting again.

Such an action was done in one go, leaving many people who had been following Li Hao speechless for a while.

Compared to fighting, the other party seems to be more interested in his painting.

"It ended with another sword strike. Who can force him to strike a second sword?"

"It's too strong. I guess only red light can suppress him."

"I didn't expect that these evildoers could emerge among us lay people. Master said that cultivation depends on the individual. If your qualifications are mediocre, you may not have a great future if you join the Holy Land. I believe this now!"

"Looking at him, it seems like he hasn't warmed up yet, which is a bit exaggerated."

There was a lot of discussion in the audience.

When Lin Qingying saw Li Hao's focused look, she immediately thought of the small courtyard where he was carving and painting every day. A smile couldn't help but appear on his beautiful and cold cheeks, like flowers blooming on the snow-capped mountains, which felt amazing.

She knew that Li Hao was not pretending to be relaxed, but really liked these things.

Others couldn't understand, but she had seen enough and already knew Li Hao's temperament.

"His behavior really looks like an old friend of mine."

Not far away, Bian Ruxue said softly.

They were both saints from the Sword Ancestor Holy Land. They came to watch the battle and stood relatively close to each other.

Lin Qingying was a little surprised, looked at her and said, "What?"

Long-lasting thoughts appeared in Bian Ruxue's eyes, and she whispered: "When I was a child, there was a genius who liked painting and playing chess all day long, but was not interested in martial arts. However, his martial arts aptitude was extremely terrifying, not even inferior to that of the Holy Land.

The Holy Son in it, it’s a pity that he is too playful.”

Lin Qingying was slightly startled. She knew that Bian Ruxue came from the human world. Is there such a monster in the human world?

"This is not considered a joke."

Lin Qingying said: "He just does what he likes to do. Isn't what we pursue in practice is to follow our heart and be free and at ease? He is now able to be at ease."

Speaking of this, she looked at Li Hao with envy in her eyes.

Bian Ruxue looked at her and said, "Isn't what you're pursuing becoming a saint in the art of swordsmanship?"

"Yes and no." Lin Qingying looked at the painting figure and said with concentration: "If you have someone to accompany you, you don't have to practice swordsmanship. After all, what we want to become a saint is to be free and easy."

There was a hint of disappointment in Bian Ruxue's eyes, she looked back and said indifferently: "I'm different from you, I want to see the highest scenery, even if I die, I won't regret it!"

Lin Qingying glanced at her and felt the other person's indifference, as if she didn't care about her words. She didn't take it seriously either, smiled calmly and said:

"Perhaps the most beautiful scenery is at the foot of the mountain. You can only see far if you stand high, but the real beauty is not at the top of the mountain."

"How would you know if you haven't seen him? If you don't have his guidance, it's hard to achieve great success in your swordsmanship without his guidance."

Bian Ruxue said, no longer willing to talk anymore.

Lin Qingying showed a smile on her lips and said: "But I am so kind that I can get his guidance. This is my luck. Master has said that luck is also a part of strength. Tianjiao has the destiny of heaven, which shows that my luck is

good."

Bian Ruxue frowned. She had also heard her master Sword Master say this, and there was no way she could refute it.

"You said the same was true for your old friend in the human world. Then what happened to him? Could he be Qingfeng?"

Lin Qingying turned her eyes and asked with interest.

It was hard for her to imagine that there was another person like Qingfeng in the world.

Bian Ruxue's thoughts wandered, but she quickly took it back, shaking her head and saying: "I was brought here by Master, and I no longer understand the affairs of the world. He cannot be Qingfeng. Their auras are completely different. This change cannot be hidden."

.”

When Lin Qingying heard this, she stopped thinking about it, glanced at Li Hao, and whispered:

"Don't you envy him?"

Envy? Bian Ruxue looked at her in astonishment. When he saw the tenderness in her eyes, she suddenly seemed to understand something. Her eyes became colder and colder, and she said:

"Your sword skills can't go far."

After saying that, there was no further intention to communicate.

Lin Qingying understood her thoughts, smiled calmly, did not get angry, and ignored her. She knew that they had different temperaments and were not the same people.

With the fierce battle on the battlefield, except for Li Hao and Chi Guang, everyone else also showed good strength. The top ten battle gradually came to an end. Many people were looking forward to the confrontation between Li Hao and Chi Guang.

It didn't happen in advance, it wasn't until both of them advanced to the finals that they finally met.

"I thought I could watch the show in advance, but I didn't expect that they didn't meet until the final battle."

"This seems to be a fateful showdown!"

"Whether one is stronger with magical powers or swordsmanship? The battle between magical powers and swordsmanship has been controversial since ancient times. After this battle, there should be a result."

The eyes of many people in the audience became eager, as the decisive battle finally came.

Li Hao had finished drawing the portraits of the nine geniuses. Now that it was the finals, he also put away his drawing board and pen and ink.

This behavior caught the eyes of many people, and they all felt that Li Hao was getting serious.

Chi Guang was the first to stand on the fighting stage. When he saw Li Hao put away his drawing board, a smile appeared on his lips. Previously, Li Hao seemed to be thinking about his paintings when he was dueling with others, but when he met him, he started to take it seriously.

However, how much he can force himself to do depends on his ability... His red eyes flashed, and he glanced at the audience, pausing for a moment on a few figures with bald heads in cassocks, and then looked away.

At this time, Li Hao also stepped onto the battlefield.

Having drawn them all before, Li Hao has also seen that this red light is basically at the level of fault, except for himself, among the top ten.

The other people's painting experience is only about 22,000 at most, but Chi Guang's is 35,000. This gap is too big.

You know, the difference between Half Saint and Red Light is only over 10,000 experience points.

And the difference of 10,000 painting experience is reflected in the battle, which is crushing!

It can also be seen from this that the sword master provides 370,000 experience for the first time, how big the gap is with the half-saint!

"As I expected, this decisive battle is between us."

When the magic circle condensed, Chi Guang didn't rush to take action and said calmly.

Li Hao nodded, "I agree."

Seeing that Li Hao was not interested in talking more, Chi Guang raised his eyebrows slightly. He originally felt a bit of sympathy for a monster like Li Hao, but the other party didn't seem to have such a sense of intimacy.

Although he previously looked down on Li Hao for spending his thoughts elsewhere, after this round of competition, he felt that except for a few guys in the Holy Land, only Li Hao could barely keep up with him.

His real opponents are destined to be in the many other worlds that represent the Canglan Realm.

"I saw that you haven't used a sword before. Don't you plan to use a sword this time?"

Chi Guang stared at Li Hao and said.

Li Hao listened to his reminder, nodded, and took out the dark fame from the space of heaven and earth.

This sword is completely black and matte, and seems to be able to swallow up everything.

Chi Guang smiled indifferently, and immediately the flames appeared all over his body, saying: "Let's see if your sword can cut off my fire!"

As he spoke, he suddenly took action, revealing his extreme state. The heaven and earth veins gathered strength, pushing the momentum of his body to its peak, and then waved his hand to display his fire magical power.

"Coming!"

In the audience, many of the geniuses who had been defeated by Chi Guang before had their eyes fixed.

That fire magic power is extremely terrifying, it will definitely hit you, you cannot avoid it, you can only endure it.

I don’t know if Li Hao’s swordsmanship will still be affected under the burning of that fire magical power.

At the same time, the moment Chi Guang took action, Li Hao suddenly felt a surge of anger in his heart. The anger burned like a flame. His emotions were ignited, and even the blood in his body felt boiling and violent.

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But soon, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and a sword intent suddenly arose in his heart.

cut!

Only my way of swordsmanship can cut off the fire in your heart!

The hot anger subsided in an instant, and Li Hao's heart returned to the same calmness as when he took the stage.

He raised his hand and waved his sword.

On the black merit list, the bright sun, moon and sword light suddenly appeared, like the dazzling divine sun, shining brightly and brightly, illuminating the entire battlefield.

With a swing of the sword, the divine sun seemed to explode, turning into a billowing heat wave and suppressing it towards the red light!

"My swordsmanship..."

Holy Son Haoyue was startled, and then his pupils shrank, showing horror in his eyes.

My sword intention was actually displayed by the opponent, and it was not the sword intention, but the way of the sword!
To be continued...