"How dare a small casual cultivator do whatever he wants to do?"
"Little girls, if you can, take off your clothes and beat me!"
In the stands, crazy spectators waved their betting tickets and shouted, including some strange demands.
However, no matter how lively they shouted, the two people on the competition stage pretended not to hear them.
They seemed to be in another world, a world completely isolated from other people.
But this does not mean that Ma Ziwei's concentration is very good. On the contrary, it is because Lynch's mental power is strong enough to affect her.
She could only hear Lynch's voice now.
"Ma Ziwei."
Just listening to Lin Qidao, the voice seemed to reach across the sky and ring deep in his ears.
Ma Ziwei couldn't help being shocked!
The sound is transmitted into the secret.
To be able to do this, not only must the control of Qi be subtle enough, but also the mental strength must be sufficient.
After all, they are thirty feet apart.
Then he saw the other person approaching step by step, his breath calm, and he didn't look like a hurt person at all.
Ma Ziwei was wary and shouted: "You are not an ordinary casual cultivator. Who sent you to provoke us at Feixue Villa? You lost the battle with Wang Zhongqiang before. You pretended to be deliberately. You are sent by the Sky Fire Sect!"
"Sure enough, you are smart, but not comprehensive enough. You can let go of your imagination and guess again what bad things you have done and who you have tricked. I am here for him."
Lin Qi said as he slowly approached.
Ma Ziwei's mind was slightly shaken, and thoughts flashed in her mind.
What bad things have you done, who have you cheated on? There are so many of them, how can you remember them all?
Moreover, those people were so stupid and ridiculous that they helped me count the money after being sold by me.
Even if there are a few who come back to their senses, they have become useless. If they had not been kind enough to spare their lives, they would have died long ago. They should be grateful to themselves.
Who is it? Not only is he not grateful to me for sparing his life, but he actually dares to find this casual cultivator to take revenge.
What a courage!
"I, Ma Ziwei, do things with a clear conscience. No matter who sent you, or what conspiracies you have, in the real battlefield, victory is determined by strength, look at the sword!"
Ma Ziwei yelled, holding the white frost sword lent to her by Zhao Feibai, she slashed through the sky and stabbed.
Lin Qi laughed: "What a clear conscience. I think you are a dead pig and are not afraid of boiling water. Let grandpa dig out your heart and interrogate it to see if you have a clear conscience."
"Bloody words!"
Ma Ziwei's sword energy is like frost, shooting out white lines one after another, and the tip of the sword is like dense raindrops, always piercing the gaps between the white lines' sword energy, making it difficult for people to guard against it.
If he were an ordinary person, even if he wasn't cut in half by Bai Lian's sword energy, he would still be stabbed into a sieve by the sword's tip.
Countless people in the stands cheered and shouted: "Good swordsmanship, stab him to death!"
"I want to see blood, blood is coming out!"
"We win, the big sect is worthy of being a big sect, kill that useless casual cultivator!"
The noisy and crazy sounds echoed endlessly. In comparison, the stands over the training room were much quieter.
The disciples of Feixue Villa breathed a sigh of relief.
Junior Sister Ma used the Feixue Sword Technique and held the White Frost Sword, taking the absolute initiative.
Feixue Sword Technique has a powerful characteristic, that is, once it is used, as long as it does not stop, the surrounding air will become colder and colder. This layer of coldness is superimposed, which not only makes Feixue Sword Technique more powerful, but also makes Feixue Sword Technique more powerful.
The magical power operates more smoothly.
In other words, as long as the enemy cannot stop Feixue's sword technique from being used, then as time goes by, Ma Ziwei will become stronger and stronger, and the power of the sword technique and the power of the skill will rise linearly.
In contrast, Lynch's pressure will increase until he freezes to death or is killed.
This is the power of Feixue Sword Technique!
As the mortal enemy of Feixue Villa, the Sky Fire Sect has a profound study of Feixue swordsmanship, but even so, they can't think of a clever way to break it, so they can only use the Sky Fire Art to resist.
The two sects, one with fire and the other with ice, seemed to be born to be mortal enemies.
"This horse Ziwei is so strong, and that sword is also a good sword. Loose cultivators are in danger!"
On the Tianhuo Sect side, Wang Zhongqiang and others all had solemn expressions.
If they were put on the battlefield and faced with Ma Ziwei's continuous swordsmanship and the cold pressure of the hoarfrost sword, they probably wouldn't be able to hold on for long.
A glimpse reveals the whole story. It can be seen that Zhao Feibai and others are definitely very strong, and they are no match for them at all.
The reason why I wasn't beaten to death in the inn is thanks to the strict rules of Beiyue City.
Everyone couldn't help but secretly said that they were lucky, and they felt fear when they looked at Ma Ziwei again. After watching the battle this time, they would never dare to have the slightest conflict with Zhao Feibai and others again.
"Look!"
Wang Zhongqiang suddenly exclaimed.
Unlike everyone else, he knew Lin Qi's true identity, so he stared at the battlefield. He was a fellow junior and a genius at the Alchemy Pavilion. If he died here, it would definitely be a big loss.
Just when he was worried about Lin Qi, he saw Lin Qi flash and disappear like a ghost.
wrong.
What kind of place is the martial arts arena? It can't allow people to sneak away and disappear.
This is because Lynch is too fast to be caught by the naked eye, so he seems to disappear.
And when his figure appeared in front of everyone again, they saw him standing suddenly in front of Ma Ziwei.
"Junior sister, be careful!"
Zhao Feibai exclaimed, but the distance was too far and Ma Ziwei couldn't hear it.
In the stands at a close distance, everyone no longer howled wildly to cheer, but held their breath, so shocked by this scene that they could not speak.
Ma Ziwei was even more shocked, her whole breath was stagnant. Seeing this face so close, she felt inexplicably familiar - no - it should be said that it was very familiar.
After all, we lived together in the Auxiliary Disciple House and had been together day and night for a whole year. How could we not know the person in front of us?
Not to mention that this man took great care of me, like a big brother, so kind, so kind, and yet so stupid.
But wasn't he infected by cold poison, his Dantian was broken, and he couldn't survive more than a year?
How could he meet here and become his opponent, standing in front of him alive?
"Impossible! You are definitely not Lynch, don't try to lie to me!"
Ma Ziwei's pupils shrank suddenly, she screamed, and she was about to return her sword and kill Lin Qi.
But at this moment, her scream suddenly turned into a scream, and at the same time she heard a clang, and the white frost sword fell to the ground.
Anyone with good eyesight would be able to see that at this moment, Ma Ziwei's hands had been twisted into twists by Lynch, and they were so limp that her hands were disabled in an instant.
The huge gap in strength between the two is evident.
Now even fools know that Lin Qi hid his clumsiness in his previous battle with Wang Zhongqiang and lost on purpose.
Fortunately, Wang Zhongqiang didn't kill him. Otherwise, it would have been Wang Zhongqiang and not Ma Ziwei who died on a good start today.
"It's so dark. This rogue cultivator is planning to kill people and gamble for money. Damn it, I'm going to lose again!"
Everyone in the stands yelled.
Some people prayed secretly, hoping that Ma Ziwei could make a comeback.
After all, those casual cultivators can suddenly strike out with a thunderous strike. Ma Ziwei's legs are so long, maybe she has better leg skills. This is her trump card.
Unfortunately, in the face of real strength, prayer or guessing is useless.
Because Lynch's attack is not over yet.
Lin Qi was seen to be very fast and kicked out with two feet, destroying Ma Ziwei's legs.
No matter how long her legs were, they were half-length at this moment, and she fell to her knees directly on the ground.
In the blink of an eye, Ma Ziwei, who was just as powerful as a rainbow and with sword skills like rain, suddenly lost all her strength and knelt on the ground wailing.
"Ma Ziwei, Ma Ziwei, do you know how long I have been waiting for this day?"
Lin Qi looked at Ma Ziwei, who was wailing on the ground, with stern eyes and a cold voice.