Chapter 31 Inner Sect Competition Part 2

"The name of the sword is Red Phoenix. It is three feet and six inches long and weighs six pounds and eight taels. It has broken hair and was made by the master craftsman in the palace from meteorite iron!"

As soon as Huang Lin said these words, the top of the mountain fell silent.

Ning Qingyu's hand stroking his beard paused, his eyes wandering and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Haha, what a wonderful thing to say, Old Bear, I will do the same thing when I travel around the world! It's so exciting!"

The little fat man secretly covered his face behind his master. This master was so out of character.

"This junior brother is much better looking than Uncle Feng a few years ago!"

The female disciples of the Sword Sect have stars in their eyes again.

There are also some disciples who wish they could take their own lives.

Seeing that everyone's attention had been attracted, Huang Lin continued loudly:

"This sword has never been shown to anyone since it was forged and returned to its sheath. I wonder which senior brother will come forward to reveal the red phoenix?"

Although he didn't mention him by name, Huang Lin's eyes always stayed on the Qi Zong disciples.

You’re the one I’ve found!

After a moment of silence, there was a sound from the audience.

"Humph, Mr. Chen is here to meet Junior Brother Huang."

It was the airbender brother who was about to come up but then stopped.

I'm so angry! I just stopped that step and let Jian Zong steal the show!

"Qi Zong, Chen Bujing!"

"Jian Zong, Huang Bulin!"

This Airbender Senior Brother Chen looks to be about the same age as Yu Buyong just now.

This was also the case in the inner sect competitions in previous years. Those who came up initially were younger, and then gradually grew older.

This is an unwritten rule.

Therefore, Huang Lin easily sent Chen Bujing off stage within ten moves.

After another round, everyone saw that he had no intention of coming down to rest, and they immediately understood.

This year’s meat show comes a bit early!

One after another.

Huang Lin's moves are all simple and shallow, and the range of his moves is also small.

All were dealt with using the simplest basic sword style with the sword in sheath.

It saves a lot of effort compared to Feng Qingyang.

Slowly, someone from the Jianzong side in the audience was the first to discover the pattern!

If the person on stage has a gentle look on his face, he can last about thirty moves and still be more dignified.

If you have a cold face, you can only hold on to twenty moves at most.

If someone's tone is unpleasant or sarcastic, there can be no more than ten moves, and he will also be slapped by the scabbard.

"Tsk~ Can you still play like this?"

"Ah? What do you mean?"

"Our Junior Brother Huang is a bit too strong. Anyone on stage now can't take more than ten moves in his hands."

"Aren't there a few who have done twenty or thirty moves?"

"You did it on purpose, you can't even tell? Come on, come on, I'll tell you."

All the disciples of Jianzong discussed it one after another, and those who didn't understand could be told by someone who understood.

As the other side of the arena went up and down, the discussion among the disciples became louder and louder.

The airbenders finally discovered a pattern.

"This Huang Bulin has gone too far!"

"This is asking us to surrender to him!"

"You can kill people with just a nod of the head. I'll go up and fight him after a while!"

The atmosphere between the disciples of the two sects can be described as naturally different.

Among the airbender crowd, there was a young boy with a sad look on his face after listening to the explanation of the senior brother next to him. He had only been up the mountain for three years. This time he listened to his master and planned to go up to experience the difference between him and his senior brothers.

After watching the previous two games, I was a little afraid and planned to wait, but unexpectedly, a big devil came out this time.

He looked longingly at the corner of the stand, where his master was sitting. Unfortunately, the old man was talking to the master next to him and could not make eye contact.

He closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and stamped his feet.

Fight it! Isn’t it just embarrassing!

After a senior brother left the stage in a miserable state, he bit his lip and walked towards the ring as if he was going to the execution ground.

"Junior Brother Huang, this one is gnashing his teeth."

The sound coming from Jian Zong was a bit loud.

It’s over, I was misunderstood!

The young man's face turned red.

"Senior Brother, my name is Qi. I am the Qi Sect Li Buyou."

"Yes, Qi Zong Li Buyou has met his senior brother."

Huang Lin: "."

"Jian Zong, Huang Bulin, has met Junior Brother Li."

After a pause, Huang Lin asked warmly:

"How old is Junior Brother Li?"

Except for a few acquaintances, this was the first time he met someone who called him senior brother. He was still a young young lady, and he felt a bit like a junior.

"Ah? Back to senior brother, junior brother is 13 this year."

Li Buyou was a little surprised. This senior brother Huang was not as scary as those senior brothers said.

The original nervousness calmed down.

"Cough~"

The uncle in the corner of the ring coughed when he saw that Huang Lin was still waiting to speak.

We started chatting while we were still on the stage.

Huang Lin turned his head and nodded to show his understanding, then said to Li Buyou:

"Junior Brother Li, please!"

"Please give me some advice, Senior Brother Huang!"

Li Buyou respectfully made a sword-holding salute, which he learned when he was in the outer sect.

"Green pines welcome guests"

Seeing that his posture was standard, Huang Lin nodded casually as a sign of courtesy.

"Xiao Shi rides the dragon"

“Refreshing breeze”

"Endless Falling Trees"

Li Buyou used a Huashan sword technique, but Huang Lin parried at will and did not fight back.

After he played it for the second time, he started to give instructions.

"You have used up all your strength with this move. You should use seven points of your strength and leave it to change."

"This move is pretty good, but if the enemy is stronger than you, it would be better to switch to 'Call of Bells and Drums'. The subsequent changes will make it easier for you to block the opponent's attack."

"Sword moves should not be too rigid. They must be able to change at any time, so that you can be unexpected when you change your moves."

After a good fight, Huang Lin turned him into a coaching match, and his opponent was an airbender.

However, the Sword Sect disciples below were not angry. No matter how hard they tried to deal with the Qi Sect's grandson, they would never take it out on a child.

Over at the elders' table, several airbender elders who originally criticized Huang Lin frowned, shook their heads and sighed, making people confused.

"Bu Lin, this kid is really good. Twenty years from now, he will be the top of our Sword Sect!"

"Looking at what he did just now, I thought he was being petty. I didn't expect this kid to be very kind-hearted, but I'm afraid the faces of those old guys don't look good right now."

"Tsk, tsk, the disciples of the Qi Sect are being taught by our Sword Sect. I feel happy just thinking about it. I will have to drink two more cups in a while."
To be continued...