Lin Fan, dressed in green, and Zhao Xing, dressed in purple, stood opposite each other.
There were only three people sitting on the huge viewing platform: Zhao Xingzhen, Zhao Ling, and Zhao Mengli.
"Sister Ling, between the two of them, who do you like more?"
"Then he must be optimistic about his sixth brother Zhao Xing. He has mastered the Heavenly Star Swordsmanship to the point where he has very few opponents at the same level. Even if his cousin Zhao Qi takes action, he can only beat the sixth brother by half a move.
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"Although Junior Brother Lin is quite accomplished in swordsmanship, he is still a little behind compared to Sixth Brother."
"Take the last death duel between the opponent and Cao Ji as an example. If the sixth brother were to take the field, he would be able to kill Cao Ji with the sword within ten moves!"
"Sister Ling, I have the opposite view than you. I am more optimistic about Senior Brother Lin."
"You are more optimistic about Junior Brother Lin? Why? You have only known Junior Brother Lin for a long time and have never seen his skills. How could you make such a judgment?"
"I don't know, but I have a vague feeling. Junior Brother Lin's true strength is just like his alchemy. If he doesn't make a sound, he will be a blockbuster!"
While the two were chatting, Zhao Xingzhen stepped onto the fighting stage and announced the rules to the two: "The rules of sword fighting only allow the use of flying swords. Apart from this, no other talismans or magic weapons can be used. As for the victory,
On the negative side, unless one party voluntarily admits defeat, the opponent must be beaten until he is completely incapacitated to win."
"However, you can use all your strength and don't worry about losing lives. If someone's life is really in danger, I will intervene."
"Is there anything you two don't understand?"
Lin Fan and Zhao Xing shook their heads.
Seeing this, Zhao Xingzhen waved his hand and said: "Since you are ready, the competition begins now!"
The moment he finished speaking, Zhao Xing spread his right hand, and a bullet-sized bead appeared in his palm.
The bead was emitting a brilliant silver light while rapidly growing in size. In a moment, it turned into a three-foot-long flying sword!
"This is Jianwan!" Lin Fan's eyes narrowed.
Jianwan is a flying sword refined with a special technique. The flying sword can be shrunk to the size of a bullet at any time, making it easier to put it into the body.
You know, it takes a little time for a monk to take out a weapon from his storage bag. Although this time is not much, it is extremely critical in a monk's battle.
This is especially true for swordsmen who race against time and are known for their speed.
Two swordsmen are fighting to the death. Whoever can activate the flying sword first will gain the upper hand!
This is one of the great benefits of Jianwan. You can activate the flying sword anytime and anywhere, which is three minutes faster than carrying the flying sword in a sword case!
And Jianwan has another crucial benefit, that is, after putting the flying sword into the body, you can use magic power to warm the flying sword anytime and anywhere.
The result of this situation is that the control of the flying sword by a swordsman with a sword pill is three points higher than that of a swordsman without a sword pill!
"Senior Brother Lin has a good eye. This is Tian Xing Jian Wan, senior brother, be careful." Zhao Xing flicked his arm, and the flying sword turned into Tian Xing Jian Wan flew out suddenly and went straight to Lin Fan, who was a hundred feet away.
And go!
It wasn't until the Tianxing Sword Pill flew more than thirty feet that Lin Fan activated the Flying Sword Misty Rain.
Unless he was deliberately letting off steam, the activation speed of Feijian was far slower than that of his opponent's Jianwan.
"Go!" He waved his hand and pointed, and the flying sword mist and rain immediately turned into a flash of blue light and shot towards the incoming sword pill.
"Cang!" With sparks flying, the two flying swords collided in the air.
The two seemed to be equally matched, but Lin Fan, who was mentally connected to Feijian, felt that the quality of the opponent's sword pills was far superior to his Feijian Yanyu.
If his guess is correct, the opponent's Star Sword Pill is at least a top-quality magic weapon!
"Clang, clang, clang!" As the sword techniques of the two changed, the two flying swords clashed fiercely in the air, and the fight was inextricable for a while.
But if you look closely, you can find that in every confrontation between the two flying swords, the aura on the flying sword's misty rain is also
Falling apart bit by bit.
If this continues, Feijian Yanyu will be chopped to the ground sooner or later by Tian Xingjianwan.
"Senior Brother Lin will not be defeated by Zhao Xing so easily, right?" Zhao Mengli said.
Although she was optimistic about Lin Fan, she had never seen him take action. Seeing that he was at a disadvantage now, she couldn't help but become a little anxious.
"Don't worry, neither of them has used their true strength yet. This battle has just begun." Zhao Qi came to Zhao Mengli's side at some point and said.
"Cousin, why are you here?" Zhao Mengli said.
"Yes, cousin, why did you run out when you weren't at home to recuperate?" Zhao Ling said.
"Although I'm still weak now, I can still get out of bed and move around. Besides, it would be a shame to miss such a wonderful sword fight," Zhao Qi said.
While several people were discussing, Zhao Xing on the fighting stage also discovered this.
Doesn't he believe that the person who was strongly recommended by his cousin Zhao Qi only has this kind of means?
While controlling the sword pill, he said: "Senior Brother Lin, if you have the best flying sword, take it out as soon as possible. Otherwise, if you let me win like this, this fight will be too boring."
Speaking of which, he has only used basic sword techniques so far, and none of the advanced sword techniques have been used!
At that moment, Lin Fan saw a sudden change in the sword technique in his hand.
The Yanyu Sword seems to have turned into an ever-changing cloud, changing sword moves in the air. It seems that the moves are random, but it can resist the opponent's Jianwan's offensive, and use the impact of the Jianwan at the minimum cost.
Solve it cleverly.
In this way, even though the opponent's Jianwan is a top-grade magical weapon, it can no longer pose the slightest threat to the top-grade flying sword Yanyu.
Zhao Xing also listened to Master Qin Pavilion's sermon that day, and instantly recognized that what the other party was using was the third level of Ziwei's swordsmanship: the sword moves like clouds, and you can do whatever you want.
It had only been more than two years since Qin Pavilion Master gave his lecture, and he could not help but admire him for having mastered an upper-level swordsmanship to such a level.
But the opponent he met was Zhao Xing, and his Star Sword Skill was no less powerful than the Ziwei Sword Skill.
What's more important is that he has been practicing Tianxing Swordsmanship for eighteen years and can already use the upper-level sword techniques contained in the swordsmanship!
"Senior Brother Lin, you have to be careful with this move I took!" As he spoke, the sword techniques in his hand changed rapidly.
That star sword pill received the response, and in the blink of an eye, it changed into the sword pill form again.
Lin Fan was wondering what the other party's move was for? He saw that the Xingjian Pill was like a shooting star. Not only was it extremely flexible when it was moving around, but every time it hit his flying sword, it would burst out with a huge force of gravity!
But in just a moment, more than ten dents were made on his flying sword!
If this continues, his flying sword will be useless if he only has a few more breaths at most.