While Di Yuncheng was talking to Ouyang Chun, Lin Zhong and Teng Changgong had already taken action.

Teng Changgong held the sword in one hand, with his index and middle fingers together, and slowly stroked the sword's blade. His eyes flashed with light. His originally stooped body straightened up, and his legs moved alternately, gradually approaching Lin Zhong.

Lin Zhong stood on the spot, his hands hanging by his sides, his body as still as a mountain.

Not long after, Teng Changgong came within three meters of Lin Zhong. With a shake of his arm, his stainless steel sword exploded into a sword flower and stabbed straight towards Lin Zhong's neck!

"laugh!"

Accompanied by an inaudible sound breaking through the air, the bright electric light flashed away and came to Lin Zhong in an instant.

Fast! Indescribably fast!

As fast as thunder and lightning, as fast as fire!

Lin Chong's heart suddenly felt alarmed, and a biting chill hit his face. Even before the sword touched his body, the sharp energy contained in it made his throat sting, as if he had been pricked by a needle.

Even though Lin Zhong had an indestructible body of steel and iron, there was no guarantee that he would be able to survive Teng Changgong's attack intact. However, he was prepared. Immediately, his body swayed, the Bagua dragon shape unfolded, and his tall body turned into an afterimage. In an instant,

Get out of Teng Changgong's attack range.

Teng Changgong was unyielding, chasing after Lin Zhong, waving his arms continuously, and the sword light suddenly appeared, like mercury pouring down the ground, sweeping towards Lin Zhong!

"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!"

In the blink of an eye, Teng Changgong had already struck out with seven or eight swords, chopping, slashing, stabbing, wiping, and picking. Each sword strike was extremely fast, and every move could inflict harm to Lin Zong!

Lin Zhong's face was as dark as water, the sword light reflected in his pupils, his body kept retreating, the tip of the sword brushed against his body, looking dangerous.

However, no matter how dangerous the situation was, Lin Zhong was always able to escape Teng Changgong's attacks with narrow slenderness.

He was like a boat in the stormy sea. It seemed that it would capsize if he was not careful. Under Teng Changgong's fierce attack, he could only dodge and had no power to fight back.

All the discussion disappeared, and the atmosphere became extremely heavy.

"Sure enough, if there is not much difference in the realm between the two, the person using the weapon will take advantage. If this continues, Master Lin may lose." Di Yuncheng felt dark in his heart.

There are many people who have the same idea as Di Yuncheng. Many people even hope that Lin Zhong loses. After all, Lin Zhong's performance today is so shocking. If word spreads, it will definitely shock the Yanhuang martial arts world.

Compared with Lin Zhong, any genius or true disciple of any sect is a scumbag!

"Master, you must win!"

Chen Qing, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, was extremely nervous, covering his chest with both hands, and his heart almost jumped out of his throat.

"Master Teng's swordsmanship has indeed reached a state of perfection. Even if I were to take the field, it would be extremely difficult to win without the use of weapons."

Qi Baichuan put his hands behind his back and followed Lin Zhong with his eyes: "The warrior's breath is long, so there is no need to worry about exhaustion. You can't win if you just dodge. What are you going to do?"

Xue Zheng stood behind Qi Baichuan, his face changing, sometimes gnashing his teeth, sometimes looking ferocious, sometimes muttering to himself, and his inner drama was extremely rich.

The young man who was traveling with Xue Zheng also had a solemn expression at this time. His original relaxed look had long since disappeared. Looking at Lin Zhong's ghostly figure, he was shocked beyond words: "Such a powerful person did not board the board.

Ranking of Geniuses? With the strength he has shown, he is not far behind even the top ten perverts, so why is he so unknown?"

"If Master Teng cannot defeat this young man named Lin with all his strength, then there is no need for me to play because my strength is on par with Master Teng. Even if I play, I will be humiliating myself."

Shang Beichen's mind was racing, his fists were clenched unconsciously, and veins sprouted on the backs of his hands: "Fighting Master Teng's Master Yuan Gong's sword skills with bare hands, regardless of his character, this courage alone is better than mine.

For such a person to be hiding in Gyeongju, there must be dragons and snakes lurking in the rivers and lakes."

"Father, can Uncle Teng win?" the girl standing next to him asked in a low voice.

"Judging from the current situation, it is true that Master Teng has the upper hand, but I always feel that something is wrong. The young man named Lin Zhong behaved too calmly." Shang Beichen did not look back, "Lin'er, watch carefully.

, I have a hunch that that person will definitely become a world-famous figure in the future."

While everyone had different thoughts, the battle between Lin Zhong and Teng Changgong entered a fierce stage.

Teng Changgong attacked dozens of moves in one breath, but Lin Zhong dodged them all. He gradually became anxious, his eyes were filled with light, and suddenly he let out an eardrum-piercing scream, like the cry of an ape in the mountains. He no longer held back at all, and the sword was rolling.

Expand!

"Chi! Chi! Chi! Chi!"

There was a loud sound of breaking through the air, and the speed of the sword suddenly increased by several percent. The sword flowers exploded one after another, like a violent storm, covering Lin Zhong's whole body, forming an airtight silver light curtain.

The pressure on Lin Zhong's body increased suddenly. He couldn't dodge, and several wounds were made on his chest and arms by the sword energy. Although no muscles or bones were injured, blood still flowed out.

Faced with such a dangerous situation, Lin Zhong still had a heart as strong as steel and an intention as solid as rock, patiently waiting for the opportunity to counterattack.

Teng Changgong's attacks became faster and faster, and in the end even he couldn't control it. After Lin Zhong avoided his White Ape Presenting Fruit move, he let out a scream again, jumped into the air, and brought out a brilliant wave of sword.

The silver light struck Lin Zhong on the head!

One of the killing moves of the Yuan Gong Sword, the ape climbing a branch!

"Whoa!"

The power of the sword is like a tide! The light of the sword is like practice!

"The opportunity has come!"

Lin Chong's eyes flashed with light, even brighter than the sword light in Teng Changgong's hand. His chest bulged high, his lips slightly opened, and he suddenly uttered a short and powerful syllable!

"scold!"

An inch-wide white rainbow spit out from Lin Zhong's mouth!

Condensate Qi and merge strength, exhale Qi and turn it into a sword!

"when!"

The next moment, the air sword that Lin Zhong spit out accurately hit the long sword struck by Teng Changgong, making a sound like steel clashing, and the lingering sound lingered for a long time!

"What?!"

Teng Changgong felt a huge force coming from his hand. His wrist was sore and numb, and his mouth was in severe pain. He could hardly hold the sword, and his color changed in shock.

The long sword made of hundred-refined stainless steel was deflected by Lin Zhong's air sword. The downward slashing force was momentarily slow and deviated from its original trajectory.

Lin Zhong did not miss this long-awaited opportunity, and instantly caught Teng Changgong's flaw. He raised his right hand, his five fingers bent like hooks, and the entire palm turned dark blue under the infusion of inner energy, and he pointed upwards as fast as lightning.

Grab it and grab Teng Changgong's sword-holding wrist!

"Let go!"
Chapter completed!