Today's weather is a little dull, and the thick dark clouds in the sky seem to be rolling in the thick ink dripping into the clear water.

Depressed and cramped, making people feel breathless.

Shushan Daping.

The first arena of Xuan Group.

There are many people surrounding the ring. Compared with the first round of no one is concerned, the second round of competition has been considered to be a huge focus. Some academies that were eliminated in the first round will bring students to watch the second round.

Such watching of the competition also has a lot of learning effect on students.

What's more, this first battle between the Xuan Group was two academy teams that advanced with a complete victory in the first round.

Luojiang Academy and Donglu Academy, among which Donglu Academy is qualified to challenge the old academies of Chang'an Academy. Therefore, many students are quite looking forward to this battle and think this battle should be very exciting!

Under the ring.

Teacher Wen frowned in white clothes and carried a sword box on his back. When he saw Lin Yun standing on the ring, he frowned slightly.

Jiang Linglong, wearing a veil, also had his eyes narrowed: "This student from Donglu Academy..."

Before Jiang Linglong finished speaking, Master Wen turned his head and looked over: "Did you feel it too? This Lin Yun...the smell of blood on his body is very strong."

Jiang Linglong nodded solemnly.

Fang Lang, who was standing aside, smiled when he heard the conversation between the two.

"Have you ever killed someone?"

Teacher Wen glanced at Fang Lang: "Is it strange to have killed someone? Practice... is not a matter of romance."

Teaching Wen just said that Fang Lang took a deep breath.

Fang Lang looked up at the ring and looked at Liu Bubai standing opposite Lin Yun with a slightly solemn expression. So... Liu Bubai is likely to lose?

Very miserable...

I met such an opponent in my debut.

Fang Lang couldn't help but observe a moment of silence for Liu Bubai.

A boy who wants to take him to win is not very lucky.

...

On the ring.

Liu Bubai was wearing strong clothes, holding a luxurious long sword in his hand, with a pretty face, raising his head, and confident.

"Luojiang Academy, Liu Bubai, Nine-Stage Sword Master."

Opposite Liu Bubai, Lin Yun from Donglu Academy grinned: "The skin is tender and tender, and the sound should be very good when the sword is cut later."

Liu Bubai raised his head, squinted his eyes, his whole body tense, and smelled a sense of crisis.

"Donglu Academy, Lin Yun."

Lin Yun dragged the rusty iron sword, stretched out his tongue and licked his lips. He did not report his cultivation, and his face seemed a little slight and smiled.

Liu Bubai ignored it, raised the gorgeous long sword in his hand, and made a sword-making starter.

In fact, during the three-day special training sessions during Wen’s teaching, Liu Bubai’s swordsmanship has also improved a lot, and he is very confident.

However, Lin Yun inexplicably gave him a sense of depression.

In the sky, black clouds roll.

It seemed as if an angry thunder roared in it.

A low wind whistled, blowing the sand and stones all over the ground rolling, making rustling sounds.

The battle on the ring exploded instantly.

The sword in Liu Bubai's hand was drawn out and a sonic boom was emitted. Neither of them used their cultivation. However, relying solely on swordsmanship is actually extremely dangerous. If you are not careful, it will involve life safety.

Liu Bubai's attack was like a storm, while Lin Yun just lifted the rusty iron sword and easily blocked it.

“Too slow, too weak.”

"Is this the level of Luojiang Academy?"

“It’s really disappointing!”

Lin Yun held the thick rusty iron sword with one hand, half-hidden on his cheek, staring at Liu Bubai who kept making swords, and laughed coldly.

Liu Bubai's face was cold, and his face became more and more serious as he beat him, and his face became more and more ugly.

Because Liu Bubai could feel that Lin Yun had a very rich practical experience and could block his attack with the least strength and cost. As one went up and down, Liu Bubai's physical strength was consumed very quickly, but Lin Yun was still at ease.

Lin Yun also kept bursting out rid of ridiculous words, constantly stimulating Liu Bubai.

Liu Bubai forced himself to calm down, but the swordsmanship in his hand still did not become disordered.

After all, the swordsmanship genius of Luojiang Academy is not a false reputation.

Lin Yun also noticed this and curled his lips boredly.

The next moment, the original defensive posture changed, like a tiger, with the bloody smell on his body gushing, and Liu Bubai's movements were also stunned.

Lin Yun took this opportunity to instantly approach Liu Bubai's body.

The extremely heavy rusty iron sword in his hand suddenly threw out.

It hit Liu Bubai hard.

Liu Bubai changed, and he raised the sword in his hand to block the sword.

when!

With a crisp sound, Liu Bubai only felt that the tiger's mouth holding the sword was numb, and he took several steps back.

Lin Yun's sword was a heavy sword. After such a smash, Liu Bubai almost couldn't stand it. However, if it were the same as Liu Bubai, who had been the same as before, might have suffered a loss. However, after three days of special training, Liu Bubai also improved a lot and immediately turned to attack and defend.

The sword was swung, and it was airtight.

"Yo, do you still know how to defend?"

Lin Yun grinned and smiled loudly, like a jackal who was in control, watching his prey step by step into the trap he arranged.

Lin Yun held the rusty iron sword in his back hand and stabbed it out with one sword.

Liu Bubai opened his sword.

However, the next moment, the willow will not change white.

But Lin Yun suddenly threw the sword out, and the metal sword hilt drew across the arc and hit him hard on his head.

The skin is full of flesh and blood!

The blood-stained sword hilt bounced back into Lin Yun's hand.

The blood slashed across the arc and stained Lin Yun's face, as if it stimulated Lin Yun's excitement.

The thick clouds were roaring, extremely depressing.

Liu Bubai was a little confused by the hilt of Lin Yun's heavy sword. He shook his head and blood splattered on the ring.

"You won't give in, do you?"

Lin Yun held the heavy sword and showed an exaggerated expression.

Liu Bubai raised his head, held the sword in his hand, and admitted defeat?

He could not admit defeat, this was his first battle!

Before the game, he also said that he would lead Fang Lang to win, but he was defeated in the first game... What's his face?

Could it be that Liu Bubai became the one who was taken to lie down?

How could he choose to win safely?!

That's not his style!

"continue."

Liu Bubai wiped away the blood, held the sword tenaciously, and said coldly.

Lin Yun grinned and swooped out instantly, full of pressure.

The rusty iron sword that was dragged was also thrown out fiercely.

Liu Bubai's eyes reflected Lin Yun's movements. The next moment, he took one side of his body and stabbed the sword in his hand at the ground.

The sword body bent into a huge curve.

This is Liu Bubai's sword technique.

A clear sword roar.

The sword light flashed, and Lin Yun felt the crisis, and the iron sword raised. However, the sword light shone on his iron sword, and it turned into a curve, sweeping across Lin Yun's chest.

A bloody flower exploded in Lin Yun's chest instantly.

Lin Yun stared at his bleeding chest, and a few strange and crazy smiles gradually appeared in his eyes.
To be continued...