Chapter 69: The Three-foot Cold Front vs. the Super Great Sword
(Third update today;!) "Have you heard that Ling Feng is going to compete with Wu Yue? Let's go and see." Just when Ling Feng and the others were wondering who Wu Yue was, Imperial College fell into a new round of trouble.
In the midst of the craze, no matter whether they have met Ling Feng before or not, they are all familiar with Ling Feng now. According to legend, he mocked thousands of freshmen in front of them and yelled at them, but no one dared to stand up and refute. This is so awesome.
The character is naturally attractive, so there are countless people everywhere who want to watch Ling Feng compete in the ring.
By the time Ling Feng and the others arrived at the Martial Arts Arena No. 13, the place was already overcrowded. Standing at the entrance passage, Ling Feng glanced around and saw that the stands around him were already filled with freshmen, and they were all densely packed with black heads.
, with all kinds of clothes and expressions, coupled with the noisy sounds around, this scene does not look like the admissions ring of the Imperial College, but a bit like an underground boxing ring. Many of those who came to watch Ling Feng in the ring have already seen Ling Feng.
When people saw him appearing at the entrance, someone immediately shouted his name.
Then everyone, whether they had seen it or not, joined in and the crowd started shouting. It was still noisy at first, but within a few minutes, the martial arts arena was filled with neat voices "Ling Feng~! Ling Feng~! Ling Feng~!"
The neat shouts were like the horns of the battlefield, and the blood of those who listened was boiling. Ma Sanshi stood behind Ling Feng, looking at the scene in front of him, and couldn't help but admire him secretly. For this session alone, Ling Feng's reputation is beyond compare.
Humans can be defeated.
The crowded stands quickly gave way to a space, because there was still some time before the start. Ling Feng led Ling Xue and the others and stood over. The freshmen surrounding them were all people who had a good impression of Ling Feng and were happy.
Some people called his name, some introduced themselves, and the stands were filled with excitement. Especially Ling Xue and the little fox appeared together, which caused the crowd of men around them to keep coming, and all kinds of eyes were mixed.
The focus was fixed on Ling Feng.
To be honest, being in the spotlight was not very comfortable for Ling Feng, but everyone's enthusiasm made Ling Feng stand here with a smile. The whole noisy scene did not end until the bell rang, and the masked man on the ring
After the instructor finished explaining the rules of the arena, he stretched his hands to both sides and said coldly: "Ling Feng, Wu Yue, come on stage~!"
Ling Feng immediately walked down from the stands and followed the passage below to the ring in an orderly manner. There was another shouting and shouting all around. After the crowd was excited for several minutes, Ling Feng's opponent Wu Yue still didn't show up.
, the bell has struck the second time, and the masked instructor couldn't help but look at the rostrum. The other three college instructors on the rostrum also looked at the ring with slightly frowning eyebrows. They have waited until the bell rang twice since the beginning of enrollment in the college.
, this is Wu Yue’s first one.
There was a lot of discussion in the stands. Looking at the entire martial arts arena No. 13, 90% of all the people who came to watch Lingfeng compete in the ring were from Laya, but there were less than a hundred people from Jiangyue who came to support Wu Yue. This
Less than a hundred people from Jiang Yue gathered in a corner of the stand consciously. They were very quiet, looking at the ring with peaceful eyes. They could not even be seen whispering to each other. To say that Ling Feng's ring was extremely popular this time, among them
There is another reason.
In addition to Lingfeng itself being very attractive, the thousand-year feud between the Raya Empire and Jiang Yue Kingdom is another reason for the popularity of this arena. During the history of the powerful Raya Empire, the former Jiang Yue Kingdom has been in a state of aggression and oppression.
In the position of the Yaguo people, for thousands of years, the two sides have fought countless battles, and countless people have died. What created this hatred that can never be erased is the fall of the capital of the Raya Empire.
Before the so-called Imperial Capital was built, the capital of Raya Kingdom was actually attacked by Jiangyue Kingdom, and it was this attack that created Tiandu as it is today.
Although the Laye Empire has developed rapidly in the past thousand years and successfully aspired to become the hegemon, the shame that it has suffered from the past and present cannot be eliminated. In peacetime, the shame accumulated by war is more sensitive, so among the people, as long as it is
If a Laya person and a Jiang Yue person meet together, the Laya person will definitely have a dispute with the Jiang Yue person. Now Ling Feng and Wu Yue fighting in the ring is tantamount to the fight between the Laya people and the Jiang Yue people in the Imperial Academy.
This battle is no longer just a battle between Ling Feng and everyone, but also about national sentiment and national honor.
But Ling Feng, who was standing on the ring at this time, did not have this realization. He was just wondering why Wu Yue didn't show up yet. After the bell rang twice, Ling Feng became anxious. If the third bell rang, Wu Yue would not show up yet.
If Yue doesn't show up yet, then Ling Feng will be promoted automatically. Being able to advance without losing any blood may be what many people dream of, but for Ling Feng, it will make him regretful. He held the hilt of the sword at his waist, Ling Feng's eyes were eager.
He looked towards Jiang Yueren.
"I'm sorry, I'm late." With a soft voice, a puff of black smoke rose from the arena. The smoke cleared, and Wu Yue, dressed in a black fighter uniform, appeared in front of Ling Feng. This was a man tall enough to
The woman who was compared to Ling Feng had eyebrows as long as willow leaves, slender eyes, and a very ordinary appearance. The huge sword as high as a person behind her was very eye-catching. What surprised everyone was the way she appeared.
It was so weird that almost no one could figure out how she suddenly appeared on the ring.
"Wu Yue, fighting in the ring is not a child's play. You have been late once. If you are late again, your qualifications will be cancelled." The masked instructor said coldly, with an extremely unhappy look in his eyes. Wu
Yue nodded and said softly: "The student has remembered."
"Both sides have arrived, the ring competition begins~!" The masked instructor signaled to the two, and after saying this, he jumped out of the ring, and a talisman formation covering the entire ring was gradually released. From the outside, Ling
Feng and Wu Yue seemed to be wrapped in transparent eggshells.
"Little girl Jiang Yueguo Wu Yue." The woman carrying a big sword saluted with one hand and said sonorously. Ling Feng immediately returned the salute and said: "Laya Lingfeng." "I heard that you are also a swordsman?" Wu
Yue looked at Ling Feng, who nodded and held the hilt of the sword with his right hand.
"Three feet long and two fingers wide, this is the first time I have seen such a sword." Just by visual inspection, Wu Yue could tell the length, width and width of Ling Feng's Seven-Star Sword. Ling Feng smiled slightly, agreeing with her eyesight, and turned backhand.
Holding the hilt of the giant sword, Wu Yue had a strange smile on his lips, "The eighty-seventh one, you are the eighty-seventh swordsman I have defeated, and there will be another horizontal stripe on my sword.
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With a "choking" sound, the big sword behind Wu Yue slipped out of the scabbard. This kind of giant sword is inserted into the scabbard horizontally. When it is taken out, the movement is very loud. All the people in Laya in the stands heard Wu Yue's words.
As soon as he said this, many people became dissatisfied, and some even stood up and yelled and cursed loudly at the stage.
Ling Feng didn't care about the excitement of his compatriots, but held the hilt of the sword firmly. Wu Yue was the first sword master he met, and the first sword-holding posture that made him unable to find a flaw.
, the big sword stood at an angle, Wu Yue held the sword with both hands, and the tip of the sword drooped on the ground. Half of her front body was blocked by the big sword. With such a sword-holding posture, Ling Feng's first attack would only bring trouble to herself. The weapon would be short.
Just one minute long, Ling Feng's Seven-Star Sword is only one-third of the length of this giant sword. He is afraid that the sword will be hit directly by the giant sword before it even gets close to it.
Ling Feng rarely gave up the opportunity to take the lead, but this time he had to give up. He concentrated and calmed down. Ling Feng's eyes were fixed on Wu Yue's hands. The two of them faced off for several minutes, until the sounds outside the stands gradually became quiet.
When they came down, Wu Yue suddenly took action.
Holding the big sword in both hands and swinging it to the side, Wu Yue shouted: "Sword of Justice, Judgment~!" As she shouted, the big sword in her hand flew straight into the sky. Wu Yue was unarmed.
He quickly rushed towards Ling Feng, and when he came to Ling Feng, he suddenly struck out two palms. The palms were like swords, and turned into the shadow of two big swords in full view of the public. There were two "dang-dang" sounds,
Ling Feng Hengjian's chest could barely block the two imaginary sword shadows, but at the same time, a cold wind fell from above his head, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound, and the sword thrown away by Wu Yue was accompanied by shining golden light.
It hit Ling Feng.
"Holy weapon~!" Many people in the stands screamed. To judge the grade of a weapon, you only need to see whether it can fill the user's fighting power. The shining golden light emitted by this big sword is exactly
Wu Yue, the representative of Guangming attribute fighting power, hit the ring with a "bang", and the ring made of the top rock was instantly smashed into a big hole. Wu Yue pulled it with one hand and dodged.
The long sword glowing with golden light flew back into her hand, and at this time, Ling Feng had narrowly dodged the sword.
"Judgment, tsk tsk, that's a bit interesting." Ling Feng smacked his lips, still pressing his hand on the hilt of the sword, filling the sword with light attributes and falling from the sky. It did have a bit of a trial flavor, but this move had many effects for Ling Feng.
The shortcomings are, first of all, it is too loud, and secondly, it is not useful. Anyone with a little combat experience will be on guard when Wu Yue throws the sword, not to mention Ling Feng and Wu Yue who are experienced in combat.
Ling Feng was already retreating when he used the two phantoms before, so this seemingly unexpected attack from the sky was seen through by Ling Feng as early as the time he used it.
Ling Feng stood a few meters away holding the hilt of his sword. There was obvious confusion on Wu Yue's face. She had clearly seen Ling Feng draw the sword just now, but now it seemed that he had never drawn the sword. Could it be that he had never drawn the sword before?
The sword is almost at this point.
"Sword of Justice, kill~!" With a cold shout, Wu Yue held the long sword in both hands and rushed towards Ling Feng quickly. Ling Feng moved and turned around, dodged even faster, swung the big sword away,
There was a "bang" sound as it hit the pillars of the arena. The one-meter-thick pillars instantly fell apart. Stones flew everywhere. The stands suddenly gasped. The power of this big sword was really terrifying.
If it was hit once, I'm afraid it would be cut into two pieces in a short time.