"You two choose your weapons first," the referee said from the side.
In the finals, you can use weapons specially prepared by the organizer. Although these weapons are made of steel, they are unopened and cannot cut the body, but it will still hurt if you cut them.
Tang Lin walked to the weapons rack next to him, glanced at it, and selected a long gun.
The young man chose a sword. Knives have always been closely related to human beings. Whether it is the scissors used to cut navel cords after birth, kitchen knives, hatchets, or razors, they have all been familiar to humans for a long time. Most warriors know how to use them.
Choosing weapons such as swords is easy to acquire and can easily be practiced to a small level.
"The game begins." The referee announced loudly.
Tang Lin held a jet-black spear and stood on the martial arts platform like a nail, waiting for the attack.
The young man recalled the words of the museum owner and knew that he was no match for Tang Lin. His purpose was to consume his physical strength. He let out a low drink and displayed his best set of complicated sword techniques. Although this sword technique was not
It is not applicable, but it is extremely gorgeous. When deployed, it is like thousands of swords being struck out, which is dazzling.
To resist such a sword would definitely consume a lot of energy.
The young man waved his sword and rushed towards Tang Lin.
"Hmph!" Tang Lin had a cold look on his face, and he suddenly tightened his grip on the spear in his hand. His palm slid to the handle of the gun, and he slashed hard at the gorgeous sword curtain from top to bottom.
Bang!
The light of the sword disappeared, the young man's body was shaken and flew backwards, and the tiger's mouth burst open.
The referee glanced at the young man and announced: "Tang Lin wins the first round!"
The entire audience was stunned.
Although everyone had some idea of Tang Lin's strength, they didn't expect to pick off a high-level martial arts student with just one shot. You must know that this young man can represent the Tianlong Martial Arts School in the battle, and he is definitely not an ordinary high-level martial arts student.
"A loser!" The middle-aged man in black who was sitting next to the city lord cursed in his heart. Although he didn't expect this young man to win, he didn't expect that he didn't even have the strength to pester Tang Lin. He was knocked down with just one shot and completely humiliated.
Lost face.
At this time, the second game started immediately.
After waiting for a long time, at one end of the martial arts platform, a figure dressed in white like snow walked up the steps step by step. The commotion in the whole place suddenly became quiet, and everyone's eyes fell on this young man in white.
Xie Jianfeng!
These three words are like thunder and have long been known throughout Longxiang City.
The referee glanced at Xie Jianfeng and said: "Choose your weapon."
Xie Jianfeng nodded slightly, walked to the weapon rack next to him, and pulled out a green-edged sword. The sword's narrow blade was like satin. In his palm, it seemed as if it was not a sword but a graceful paintbrush.
Tang Lin's eyes flashed, he grabbed the spear with his palm and threw it towards the weapon rack. The handle of the gun was firmly inserted into the weapon rack.
The referee looked at Tang Lin and said in surprise: "You want to change weapons?"
"No." Tang Lin raised his palm and said, "This is my weapon."
"You want to fight with bare hands?" the referee asked in surprise.
You must know that weapons are equivalent to extensions of the body and are extremely important. If two people of similar strength, one has a weapon and the other does not, there will be almost no suspense about the outcome.
Seeing Tang Lin's behavior, everyone in the audience was a little stunned, and then some people whispered, feeling that Tang Lin was too conceited.
Tang Lin stood quietly on the martial arts platform, ignoring all the suspicious looks.
Only a few people know that the hardest thing in the world is not steel, but human bones!
Xie Jianfeng clenched the long sword in his hand, walked to one side of the martial arts platform, looked at Tang Lin indifferently, and said: "I will not show mercy for this, and I will let you know the price of despising me!"
Tang Lin snorted coldly and did not respond.
The eyes of the two people touched each other in the air, as if a burst of fierce sparks were created.
Peak showdown, tit for tat!
"The game begins!" the referee announced loudly.
Whoosh!
Xie Jianfeng's body flashed, using ghostly footwork. In just three or two steps, he actually crossed a distance of four to five feet and appeared in front of Tang Lin, with the Qingfeng sword in his hand raised diagonally.
Tang Lin leaned up to avoid the sharp and fast sword, and thrust his palm towards Xie Jianfeng's wrist.
Xie Jianfeng reacted very quickly. He turned around and appeared behind Tang Lin. The long sword in his hand thrust straight out, and the sword light carried a cold aura.
Tang Lin didn't look back and kicked him backwards.
Bang!
The tip of the sword pierced his spine, causing sharp pain like a needle. Tang Lin's foot also accurately kicked Xie Jianfeng's lower abdomen, and both of them took a few steps back.
Xie Jianfeng frowned, leaving a gray footprint on his snow-white clothes. He clenched the spear with his fingers and roared, sweeping in like a hurricane.
"Bury the snow!"
The sword light in Xie Jianfeng's hand was like a waterfall of snow, glowing with countless cold shadows of the sword light, directly pressing down on Tang Lin's face, with a strong oppressive aura.
Feeling the whistling sound of a windmill, Tang Lin was secretly frightened, and quickly retreated backwards. Because Xie Jianfeng was slow to perform his sword skills, his body speed was greatly affected, so he did not catch up with Tang Lin, making this "Buried Snow"
The sword technique did not cover Tang Lin's body.
"If my swordsmanship reaches the realm of unity between man and nature, it will be integrated with my footwork. Within a radius of ten feet, as long as my mind moves, the sword will be indestructible." Xie Jianfeng's cold eyes flashed with a strange light.
, "I hope this battle can give me some insights."
Whoosh!
He flashed his body and quickly approached Tang Lin. The sword light in his hand was re-displayed and enveloped Tang Lin's body.
Countless sword lights were like a big windmill. As long as it was touched even a little bit, even if the sword was unopened and the blade was blunt, it would peel Tang Lin's body to pieces.
Tang Lin looked solemn. He had never seen such a powerful swordsmanship before. He was dodging while observing Xie Jianfeng's actions.
During his experience in the misty swamp, he learned the two most important things, the first is to be calm, and the second is to observe!
No matter in any dangerous situation, you must learn to be calm and carefully observe your opponent's flaws and loopholes.
Observe and cope at the same time.
Everyone in the audience was shocked. They did not expect Xie Jianfeng to be so powerful, especially his elegant and sharp swordsmanship, which could never be learned without repeated training.
"Looking at this, I'm afraid Xie Jianfeng is going to win."
"It's hard to say anything until the game is over."
"Look, Xie Jianfeng is about to use his killer move."
Under the gaze of everyone present, Xie Jianfeng took a deep breath and slowly raised his palm. The energy in his body quickly wrapped around the sword like a flame, causing the blade to glow with sharp white sword energy.
"Not good!" The face of the Tianlong Martial Arts Hall owner changed.
Tang Tian, who was sitting on the other side, frowned with a confused look on his face, and then his eyes suddenly widened.
"It's the 'Pure Yang Sword'!" Tang Tian said in shock.
"Chun Yang sword?" Tang Long looked at his father in surprise.
Tang Tian seemed not to have heard what he said, his eyes were still on the stage, staring at the gesture in Xie Jianfeng's hand, his expression gloomy as water, and he said word by word: "It's absolutely true, it's the three major moves in the "Chun Yang Martial Arts"
One of the Chunyang swords!"
"Chun Yang Martial Arts?" Tang Long was shocked.
"How come people from Tianlong Martial Arts School have Chunyang Martial Arts Code? Our Chunyang Martial Arts Code was lost. Could it be that it was..." Tang Long looked at his father.
Tang Tian nodded slowly, a haze covering his face.
…
At this time, Tang Lin on the stage seemed to feel something. Looking at the sharp long sword, his body quickly retreated, his eyes flashed, his legs were firmly planted on the wooden board, the veins on his fists bulged, and the dragon pattern on his right hand
The force flows, and an extremely powerful force fills the fist.
puff!
The brilliant sword light flashed past like a shooting star.
This extremely beautiful sword, this most unrivaled sword in the world, is like a brilliant light, so beautiful that it makes people's hearts wander.
Everyone was amazed by the style of this sword.
The sword light pointed directly at Tang Lin's chest.
When he was about to hit, Tang Lin's body suddenly moved a few inches, causing the sword light to stab his left arm and shoulder. At this time, his fist had already been punched out.
Bang!
Hit Xie Jianfeng's chest.
All the flowing time seems to have stopped for an instant.
In the silence of the entire audience, Xie Jianfeng's sword fell from his hand with a crisp sound. His body fell high on the stage like a bird with broken wings. Four or five ribs in his chest were broken, and blood gushed out from his mouth.
Everyone held their breath.
With just one punch, Xie Jianfeng was beaten until he vomited blood!
Tang Lin pointed his finger and quickly sealed the acupuncture point on his shoulder to stop the bleeding from the wound stabbed by the sword light. Although the purple-maned animal skin blocked it, the sword light was too penetrating and still scratched his skin some.
The wound is just a minor trauma.
Tang Lin stepped over the long sword and walked toward Xie Jianfeng with long strides. Like a ferocious giant, he grabbed Xie Jianfeng's clothes with one hand, hit Xie Jianfeng's stomach hard with his knee, and hit him in the stomach.
turn.
Bang bang bang!
After three consecutive punches, all the strength in Xie Jianfeng's body was scattered, and he was carried limply by Tang Lin, without any strength to fight back.
Bang!
Tang Lin flicked his palm and threw his body out of the martial arts platform.
The whole place was silent except for the sound of breathing.
At the VIP seat, Hongxue lightly covered her red lips and looked at Tang Lin in disbelief. She had never expected that his fighting style would be so brutal and bold. He took the sharp sword with his body and severely wounded Xie Jianfeng in a flash.
Victory was achieved.
There seemed to be no sound in the lively square.
In the silence, the referee loudly announced the result: "Tang Lin, wins!"
The faces of the people in the Tianlong Martial Arts School were ashen. Looking at Xie Jianfeng who fell on the ground, their hearts were filled with sadness. A generation of geniuses were actually in such a miserable state at this moment.
Whoosh!
At this moment, Tang Tian's body suddenly flew out and stood beside Xie Jianfeng. His eyes were sharp and he said, "Who taught you your Pure Yang Sword?"
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