The atmosphere of the Sword God Academy today is obviously different from before. There were many disciples gathered on the martial arts competition platform, and many who had just heard the news couldn't wait to rush to the na, as if something had happened.
Most of the surroundings of the competition are dressed in the costumes of the Sword God Academy, but the group of people opposite them do not seem to be disciples of the Sword God Academy. They are all wearing purple clothes, half men and women. From a distance, they are a beautiful scenery.
Chu Zhen, the head of the Wushuang Palace, stood in front of him, his face was a little unfair. In front of him, a young swordsman in purple was fighting with a disciple of the Shengji Palace. Just now, a disciple of the Wushuang Palace had already been defeated.
"I didn't expect that even Senior Brother Duan was defeated. He has reached the late stage of the Sword Saint."
"The senior brothers from each hall are not here, and the people from the Tianchao Hall are no longer there. The dragon in the Purple-Yi Villa is really good at picking!" Someone said angrily. The defeat of the Sword God Academy was not feeling well.
Chu Zhen's face looked ugly again. This kind of exchange match would happen at the Sword God Academy every once in a while. Before, with the strength of the disciples of the Sword God Academy, no one of them lost, but at this moment, the masters of each hall were performing missions outside and could not come back at all.
Of course Chu Zhen understood this, but there was no way at this time. He held back his anger and calmly stared at a middle-aged man in front of him. At this time, the latter was looking at him with a smile, looking very happy.
"Lord Chu, I'm so embarrassed. It seems that our Ziyi Villa is better than this exchange meeting." The middle-aged man said, wearing a purple robe with a darker color. He is an elder of Ziyi Villa, named Lu Yi, and the leader of this exchange meeting.
Upon hearing this, Chu Zhen's face darkened. He glanced around him a little, and suddenly found that some old disciples were not here. The remaining people had the strongest ones who had lost. If they went up, they would have to humiliate themselves.
The young sword master on the competition stage did not leave, took back the spirit sword, and stood there arrogantly. It was indeed a great thing to defeat the children of the Sword God Academy. Although there was a lot of water, the result was obvious.
At this time, Lin Xi had just walked out of the first floor of the Lei Tower, looking at the old man in front of him and Xiaoying who had woken up at some point. At this time, both sides were staring at each other, staring at each other for a long time without moving.
The little shadow grinned, and the old man turned his head. The two of them refused to give in to each other, as if they were fighting.
"Xiaoying." Lin Xi shook her head helplessly and greeted her. When Xiaoying heard the sound, she bared her teeth and jumped onto Lin Xi's shoulders after baring her teeth.
Old man returned to his normal expression, turned his head, glanced at Lin Xi, and said as if nothing had happened: "Ah... that, you have finished practicing, then leave..."
Lin Xi smiled bitterly, no longer cared about this old naughty boy, left Leita, leaving behind the old man with a depressed look on his face.
Once it came out, Lin Xi discovered the difference in the atmosphere around him. At this moment, many people were still rushing towards the martial arts competition platform, walking in a hurry.
He was puzzled for a moment, looked towards the competition platform, and saw only a group of people, but he didn't know what was going on.
"Maybe it's a trial among disciples..." Lin Xi thought of this and walked forward, ready to return to his peak.
Next to the competition stage, Chu Zhen glanced at the young man on the stage, narrowed his eyes slightly, and his fists clenched, and he could imagine his mood at this moment.
"Elder Lu, you really know how to pick the time." Chu Zhen turned his gaze to the man in purple in front of him and snorted coldly.
Lu Yi waved his hand after hearing this and said with a smile: "What did Lord Chu say? We have already decided on this day, but there is no intention of taking advantage of the loopholes in your Sword God Academy."
Chu Zhen naturally sneered at this statement. It seemed that the other party had collected a lot of information from their Sword God Academy.
"It's the senior brother of the Heavenly Punishment Palace!"
Chu Zhen originally wanted to admit defeat, but of course he could not avoid the dean's nagging. At this moment, someone from the Sword God Academy shouted, and everyone's eyes turned around in unison, staring at the boy in black who was walking slowly.
Lin Xi, who was distracted, felt his whole body tightening, and suddenly he felt hundreds of gazes surrounding him, feeling like he was rays on his back.
He stopped and turned his head in surprise. He found that hundreds of people around the competition were staring at him, and his intuition told him that something bad seemed to happen.
When Chu Zhen saw this, he looked happy, and hope surged in his heart, and said loudly: "Brother Lin, come here!"
Seeing that it was the Lord of Wushuang Palace called him, Lin Xi, although he was puzzled, walked over obediently. The crowd consciously made way for him to walk to Chu Zhen smoothly.
"Lord Chu...is something wrong?" Lin Xi first glanced at the young man in purple on the stage, and then asked strangely.
"Hehe." A smile appeared on Chu Zhen's face again. It was very evil. It was really a village of light.
Lin Xi was a little embarrassed by the other party's eyes. She took a step back vigilantly and asked again: "Are you okay?"
Chu Zhen's smile became even stronger. He pointed to the young man in purple on the stage and said, "Boy Lin, go up and beat him down."
The people on the stage are not even the late stage of the Sword Saint, and Chu Zhen doesn't even think Lin Xi will be defeated at all. It seems that he has great confidence in the people in the Tianzhu Palace.
Seeing the other party's doubts, Chu Zhen leaned forward and whispered a brief introduction to the whole story. After Lin Xi heard this, he suddenly realized that it was a game.
Lin Xi did not resist. As a disciple of the Sword God Academy, of course he had the obligation to fight for his honor, and there was no doubt that this was true.
After understanding what happened, Lin Xi smiled, then jumped onto the competition stage, not taking the opponent's strength to defeat the late stage of the Sword Saint at all.
The young man in purple looked at the young man in front of him. He had heard the other party's shout just now. The three words "Tian Punishment Hall" are not just a title, but almost representing invincibility at the same level and are very terrifying.
Although the other party was just a teenager, he did not look down on him at all and bowed: "Wei Yuan from Xia Ziyi Villa, dare to be your name."
Lin Xi smiled slightly with her hands behind her back and said, "Tian Punishment Palace, Lin Xi."
Lu Yi's smile slowed down from the audience, staring at the boy in black in front of him. He was very familiar with the clothes.
"Let's learn it!"
Before everyone could think, Wei Yuan shouted softly, and Jian Yuan rushed out, and he jumped forward with his footsteps. Facing an enemy that was enough to make him afraid, he had to attack first.
The majestic sword Yuan condensed in Wei Yuan's right fist, and rushed towards him with a fierce wind. The aura around him made everyone's faces change. The peak of the sword saint?
It turns out that this guy didn't use all his strength before. He is really a genius with such talent and strength.
Faced with this full-strength attack, Lin Xi's face remained unchanged, and his eyes were only moved. As the fist wind gradually approached, he stepped back and thunder spiraled out, condensed on his right hand, and then he went up to the fist without retreating.
"Bang!"
The fist wind intersected, and the blast sounded, and a ripple of energy spread around, and it was aggressive. Chu Zhen, not far away, frowned, and waved his right hand, and the soft sword element swept out, shaking the aftermath of the battle, forming a huge light film that enveloped the competition platform to avoid hurting others.
In the center of the explosion, several rays of thunders were swaying towards the other party's arms. A breath of destruction came to the face, causing Wei Yuan's face to change, he retracted his right fist, retreated quickly, stood in the distance, and the sword Yuan surged out, dissolving the participating Lei Yuan.
With one punch, Wei Yuan was forced back, and the disciples of the Sword God Academy shouted ok, with an excited expression. The senior brother of the Tianchao Palace made an extraordinary move.
Chu Zhen smiled indifferently and stared at Lin Xi for a while. He could sense the opponent's mid-stage sword saint's strength. He didn't expect that he could compete with the peak of the sword saint. It was really not easy.
On the other side, Wei Yuan shook his arm and drove away the last trace of numbness. The opponent's sword Yuan was very strong and accidentally caught in the middle of the story.
He clenched his fists, and a light golden light flashed around his body. An unconcealed attacking momentum hit his face, and even the air became fierce.
Lin Xi raised his eyebrows and looked surprised. No wonder the other party could defeat the sword masters. The martial arts he practiced were gold and had high aggression. If ordinary sword masters resisted it, it would be difficult to get any benefits.
Wei Yuan's fists were almost golden and extremely dazzling, like two dazzling suns, which was intimidating. He stepped on his feet and rushed over again. At this moment, Lin Xi could clearly feel the sharp fluctuations coming from the air. Such power was very strong.
Lin Xi let out a light breath, and Lei Yuan swept out without reservation. From a distance, his whole body was completely surrounded by thunders, and hissing sounds kept ringing, like a thunder god.
The two of them started the most primitive duel, and they refuted their attacks by their bodies alone. One by one, and then burst out from the competition platform, making everyone open their mouths wide. These two people were a little too strong.
Only two balls of blue and gold were seen on the stage, intertwined with each other, and no one used the spirit sword. This was a duel with bare hands, fighting for the hardness of the body and the strength of the sword.