Faced with Lin Fei's silent provocation, Zhang Wanshan held it down without getting angry.
He is a master of Gangqi and must pay attention to his quality.
In the outer door, the two of them were as powerful as water and fire, and had been promoted long ago. There were countless people staring at them in secret. Naturally, Zhang Wanshan would not easily reveal anything in front of others, so as not to have a bad impression.
"Lin Fei, Lin Fei, you are still too naive. At the beginning of the top 100 disciple ranking competition, you met Jia Kun from the eighth level of martial arts in the first round. How do you fight with me and compete with me? I'm afraid you can't even deal with Jia Kun. It's a pity that you can't deal with you personally, but sooner or later there will be a chance to deal with you. Don't fall into my hands at that time."
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Lin Fei took the lead and walked onto the ring.
When he stepped onto the ring, Deacon Zhang, as the referee, showed a little expression on his expressionless face, as if Lin Fei was cheering up. If Lin Fei had not had good eyesight, Deacon Zhang's reaction would have almost missed.
Little did he know that during the past few days, Lin Fei's performance has been highly praised by Deacon Zhang, especially after understanding the experience.
Although Lin Fei practiced the wasteful mind method "Nine Turns of Mysterious Kung Fu", who said he could not break through in the future? There are all kinds of wonders in the world, and it is difficult to guarantee that the elixirs and even skills that can be promoted will appear on that day. It is not surprising that he will break through and become a mysterious person.
Lin Fei was wearing a blue shirt and a pretty face. He stood on the ring. Just this stop, he was like a knife. Before he could even use the knife, his sharp aura came to his face, making people dare not look down upon it.
"This is Lin Fei's real strength, right?"
When Lin Fei transformed into a murderous sword that had not yet been sheathed, many disciples couldn't help but lit up. As if they saw a peerless beauty coming towards them, they couldn't help but start looking forward to this battle.
Among them, high-level disciples, especially elite disciples, couldn't help but show an unexpected expression. With such a fierce aura, how many people need to be killed to cultivate it. How did Lin Fei practice it? No one answered the questions in his head.
Jia Kun held a knife in his hands and walked up from the ring. After standing still, he, who was originally an ordinary person, raised his eyes suddenly, and he was like a lion awakening with sharp eyes. He looked up and down at Lin Fei, as if he wanted to see through Lin Fei and leave the other party with nowhere to escape.
Pressure, momentum pressure!
Jia Kun regards Lin Fei as an opponent, especially the opponent's amazing sword skills. He uses one first-class mysterious skill and almost sweeps away opponents of the same level. Jia Kun dares not underestimate this ability alone.
Therefore, as soon as Jia Kun came up, he immediately launched his pressure, the pressure of the eighth level of martial arts.
In order to fight first, make the opponent timid first, sow a seed first, and even without taking action, the light pressure will win.
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Lin Fei practiced hard life and death in the Heishui Mountains for three months.
I don’t know how much the power of the monster has experienced, so how could it be affected by Jia Kun’s pressure? But I also understand that people are preparing momentum, taking it out in one step without making a sound, and bowing.
"Junior brother Lin Fei, please give me advice!"
A step and a few words broke Jia Kun's pressure and was slightly surprised. It was nothing strange. If Lin Fei could not break his pressure and was not worthy of becoming his opponent, he was only qualified now.
"I heard that my junior brother is great in swordsmanship, and I am just trying to see it well!" Jia Kun said openly.
Lin Fei said: "As Senior Brother wished!"
When dealing with disciples of the seventh level of martial arts, Lin Fei can use a palm knife to solve the problem. Brothers of the eighth level of martial arts have the protection of the body and then use a palm knife. Lin Fei is not so arrogant.
So, Lin Fei untied the burden on his body.
This was prepared early in the morning. To deal with the masters of the eighth level of martial arts, you must use the black evil sword in your hands.
People outside were even more excited because from the beginning to the present, Lin Fei had not moved his weapon yet. When he saw the black scabbard, he could not see anything when he saw it.
"Good knife!"
Jia Kun was close to him, and with his knowledge, he felt an unprecedented aura from the scabbard.
It was a dangerous aura, covered with countless blood.
"Senior brother is too awarded!" Lin Fei said.
Jia Kun did not take the initiative. The master of Gangqi was cultivated by Gangqi. He took a small step with his left foot, grabbed the scabbard with his left hand, and approached the hilt with his right hand, making a lazy look.
Only those who experience it personally will understand that Jia Kun enters the defensive and waits for Lin Fei to take the initiative.
"Senior Brother Jia, Junior Brother has taken action, you have to pay attention."
If it were someone else, Lin Fei would definitely not be polite. As soon as Jia Kun came to the stage, he would have a warrior style from beginning to end. With just one more sentence, he would naturally have a certain favorable impression.
While speaking, Lin Fei leaned forward like a leopard. The difference between the two was only a few feet long. He soared into the air. The black evil sword had not yet been sheathed. He grabbed the hilt of the knife with both hands and cut it down. At this moment, the air seemed to be divided into two.
Without a knife attack, it immediately caused a huge reaction. No one expected that Lin Fei would lose his composure so much.
"Crazy, crazy, Lin Fei must be crazy."
The sword master is full of strength, just like a sword master, all of them are on the sword. The power displayed by the sword and sword combined with the sword technique is not as simple as one plus one.
Therefore, for experts, weapons are part of their strength, especially with magical weapons, which can often enhance their combat capabilities.
If having weapons can be considered tens of the combat power, then if it is not sheathed, its power is less than 30%. Even if it is a magic weapon, the knife is not sheathed, what is the use? It can be imagined that Lin Fei cannot sheathed, but instead attacks with a scabbard. This is such a manifestation of being arrogant.
If Lin Fei is used to deal with the disciples of the Seventh Martial Arts, everyone will not have any questions, because his previous performance was enough to deal with it without a knife. Now Jia Kun, who is a master of Gangqi, would be too unfair to take it seriously.
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"Lin Fei's courage is really extraordinary. Senior Brother Jia Kun is a master of Gangqi. He doesn't even shoot his sword. He really thinks he is a master of Gangqi!"
"I know, maybe Lin Fei is arrogant and arrogant in the past few days. I dare to guarantee that Lin Fei can't stop him when he fights against Senior Brother Jia Kun!"
"It goes without saying that why the master of Gangqi is powerful is because the mysterious energy can be transformed into Gangqi, and the combat power will be increased exponentially. Just Gangqi protects the body, which cannot be defeated by ordinary people!"
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Both the middle-level disciples and the higher-level disciples began to discuss.
Can Lin Fei's attack work? Most of them think it is unreliable. As a master of Gangqi, Senior Brother Jia Kun probably cannot break through the defense.
The person who wanted to vomit blood the most was at the scene. After Jia Kun came to the stage, his energy and spirit were shocked to see Lin Fei's sword technique. As a result, he was well prepared and he didn't take it in his heart. It seemed somewhat unnatural.
However, in the next breath, Jia Kun's face changed slightly, and the skin on his face turned into a sagging trend.