Just like that. Soon, the finals came to an end and the rough rankings were almost confirmed.

Because Zhao Feiyan gave up in the first game and had zero points, he ranked tenth. The ninth was Han Yin, who only won the game in which Zhao Feiyan abstained. The eighth was Yan Qingren. Because Zhao Feiyan abstained first, so

Although she also abstained, she won the points.

Then, the seventh place is Ba Dao Nantian, the sixth place is Shadowless Hand Zhou Ji, the fifth place is Emperor Jian Zhuzhen, the fourth place is Sword Demon Tie Chensheng... The rankings of these four people have not changed at all from the previous one.

Yang Feng, on the other hand, was defeated by Dao Wumian and Lin Ze respectively, and his ranking dropped one place, from second to third.

But with the strength of Lin Ze and Dao Wumian right in front of him, it would not be an injustice if he finished third.

In the end, the only ones who have not yet been determined are Lin Ze and Dao Wumian. The first person in the inner court will be born among these two people.

"In the last game, Lin Ze has no sleep against the knife!"

When the judges said these words, thunderous cheers erupted from the audience. For everyone present, the showdown between Lin Ze and Dao Wumian was undoubtedly the most anticipated match. Everyone wanted to watch it.

Let's see, which one is Lin Ze's sword intention that is stronger, or Dao Wumian's drawing of the sword that is stronger.

Will Lin Ze, the black sword, rush to the end, or will Dao Wumian continue to be the overlord?

Not only the ordinary inner courtyard students' eyes widened, but also the other top ten contestants, the judges, and even people like Su Ling Jiangyue paid special attention.

Because if nothing unexpected happens, the winner of these two will have a great chance of ascending to the position of sword tyrant and tied with them.

Not far away, Zhao Feiyan left and returned, but she did not approach the competition square. Instead, she stood far away in a corner where no one was paying attention, looking at the distant arena with confusion.

On the ring, Lin Ze and Dao Wumian were already standing, facing each other. Lin Ze looked calm, with a slight smile on his face, while Dao Wumian stretched and yawned, looking listless.

This was a game that the spectators were looking forward to, but those involved seemed not to pay it any attention.

Seeing this scene, many people felt extremely speechless.

When the judges announced the start of the competition, neither of them took action. Dao Wumian wiped away his lazy expression, and his listless eyes instantly glowed with breathtaking momentum. He looked at Lin Ze and said, "I heard that you are

Wang Yuanji’s fiancé, yes or no?”

Lin Ze did not expect that Dao Wumian would ask such a question. It seemed that the rumors circulating in the academy that Dao Wumian was in love with Wang Yuanji were not groundless.

Lin Ze neither admitted nor denied, but just said: "So what if it is? So what if it's not?"

Dao Wumian smiled calmly, "No, of course there is no problem. The only thing left is this game between you and me. But if it is, I will take a closer look at your strength. If you are too weak, haha

."

Lin Ze suddenly sneered, "In other words, if my strength is too weak, do you have to step in and meddle in my own business?"

"Uh." Dao Wumian scratched his head and said a little embarrassed, "I haven't thought about this. Although I do have some thoughts about Wang Yuanji, she doesn't like me, so there's nothing I can do about it. And since you are her fiancé

, then if I can defeat you, I can regain some face, don’t you think?"

"ha?"

After hearing this, Lin Ze couldn't help but be stunned. At first, he thought Dao Wumian was someone like Ye Mingyu, but now it seemed that it was a little different.

Lin Ze asked, "What if you lose?"

"Haha." Dao Wumian laughed immediately, "If I lose, wouldn't it prove that Wang Yuanji has a unique vision? If I lose to someone who is better than me, what can I complain about?"

"I see." Lin Ze also smiled and pulled out the Peerless Sword from the Qiankun Acupoint, "In this case, I can only make you convinced of your defeat."

"Haha, that's not easy." At the same time, Dao Wuyan's right hand has been pressed on the hilt of the sword, making a gesture of drawing the sword. "If you only have the strength you had before, there is no possibility of defeating me."

With Dao Wumian's sword-drawing skills, unless he can be completely suppressed, there is no point in playing tricks in front of him. Lin Ze thought that he did not have such strength, so he was not greedy for merit, but immediately stepped back a few steps

, with a hundred and twenty percent vigilance in his heart. He stared closely at Dao Wumian's right hand.

Can Lin Ze stop Dao Wumian from drawing his sword?

This is something that not only Lin Ze cares about, but also other people who are paying attention to this game.

Because this first blow almost determines the outcome of half of the entire game!

Dao Wumian held the handle of the sword in his hand and his body was half-bowed. At this moment, his face no longer had the lazy and leisurely look before. Instead, he only had all the qualities that a good swordsman should possess... calmness, composure, forbearance, and carefulness.

!

With Dao Wumian's sword in hand, he became the most dazzling presence in the arena. Everyone's eyes never left his body. Even the voices in the audience were silent.

Then, I don’t know how long it took, Dao Wumian’s eyes changed!

He is no longer a calm and composed swordsman, but a hungry beast, as if he is seeing unsuspecting prey walking past his eyes. Some are only fierce and ruthless.

Whoosh!

Almost at the same moment, Dao Wumian drew his sword.

Without even giving him time to blink, Lin Ze saw an extremely sharp sword light splitting the air, like lightning, coming to him in an instant, as if it was going to devour him.

The speed was unparalleled. This was the fastest attack Lin Ze had ever seen, but he still caught it!

However, Dao Wumian's sword drawing is not just about speed, or in other words, speed is only his most basic part.

More importantly, hidden behind the speed... is a terrifying situation!

The moment he saw the sword light coming, Lin Ze instinctively felt a chill coming from the bottom of his heart. Looking again, the sword light was no longer a sword light, but a meteor that burst through the sky, carrying an unmatched aura.

Momentum...In an instant, the whole world in Lin Ze's eyes changed.

He seemed to be standing in the void, facing an oncoming meteor!

So that’s it, that’s it!

Many people couldn't understand that although Dao Wumian's draw of the sword was fast, it actually did not reach the ultimate speed, but why no one could block it, not even the sword demon Tie Chensheng, or even Fei Yu

A person of Jian Yang Feng's level was still defeated by this draw of the sword. Why?

Before this, Lin Ze also thought about it, but couldn't figure it out.

Until this moment, facing Dao Wumian's drawn sword head-on, he finally understood... How can a person standing in the void and unable to move resist the meteors falling from the sky?

Although this empty scene is just an illusion, and Dao Wumian did not really move people into the void, but just like in the Jianyi room, although the scene is fake, the feeling is real.

Therefore, so many people could not block Dao Wumian's draw of the sword. Even Lin Ze at this moment felt irresistible.

But, it’s just a feeling!

Lin Ze, who had gone beyond the limit, had already broken through the limitations of his own feelings.

At the moment when the meteor-like sword light was about to fall on Lin Ze, Lin Ze's eyes lit up, and a murderous aura that could kill gods and demons was released from him, and his eyes instantly turned into

It was as red as blood, and then, he moved!

The unparalleled sword moved upwards, and the void world was shattered in an instant... Bang!

A sound like the clash of gold and iron sounded, and Dao Wumian's draw of the sword was blocked.

Wow!

Seeing this scene, countless exclamations suddenly erupted from the audience.

"Oh my God, Dao Wumian's draw of the sword was really blocked!"

"That's amazing! Sure enough, I knew that only Lin Ze could stop Dao Wumian from drawing his sword!"

"Lin Zeguo is so strong, it's hard to imagine how he was able to stop him."

There was shock, admiration, and disbelief. No one in the inner courtyard could stop him from drawing the sword. Now that Lin Ze took it, it was natural that it would cause such a sensation.

"However, as a result, the battle situation becomes complicated." Su Ling said in a deep voice from the special viewing seat.

Jiang Yue nodded, "Yes, Dao Wumian's drawing of the sword is just the beginning. His true power is only after he draws the sword."

On the ring, Dao Wumian's face showed unprecedented excitement, and he laughed and said: "Hahaha! Well, you are worthy of being the man favored by the Martial God Wang Yuanji. You are the only one in the inner courtyard who can stop me from drawing my sword."

, it seems that I can no longer be muddleheaded, come on, let you see my real sword-drawing skills!"

As he spoke, Dao Wumian's long sword had been sheathed, but his whole body was sharper than when it was unsheathed. His whole body stood there like a sharp sword thrust into the sky.

The real sword-drawing technique?

Was the previous knife a fake?

Hearing Dao Wumian's words, most people in the audience were shocked.

But Lin Ze was not surprised at all. He had already known that although drawing a sword was proof of Dao Wumian's power, it was not his unique skill, because no one would put his ability to keep things under control on the table and let everyone know about it.

It's just that no one has ever broken Dao Wumian's sword draw, so over time, people mistakenly thought that Dao Wumian could only draw his sword.

"Come on, I will try my best in this battle and won't hide anymore." Lin Ze said in a deep voice.

"What do you mean? Could it be that Lin Ze hasn't used all his strength yet?" There was a burst of discussion in the audience again. Everyone thought that Lin Ze had used all his strength in the battle with Yang Feng, but listening to his words now, could it be that

Is there a more powerful ultimate move that you haven’t used yet?

Not only were the spectators outside the field shocked, but even Dao Wumian showed a somewhat expectant expression.

Lin Ze did not speak, but proved it with actual actions. He was holding the Wushuang sword tightly in his right hand, and touched the sword with his left hand. His right finger passed across the sword surface, and a burst of fire burst out, and a spark of fire fell to the ground.

The arena was on fire.

"Sword Intent?" Dao Wumian suddenly narrowed his eyes.

"That's right." Lin Ze smiled calmly, "For a master like you, testing has no meaning anymore. If I only use one sword intention, I can barely resist your attack, so I can only use the one at the bottom of the box.
To be continued...