Lin Xiao was naturally not afraid of challenges, and he also knew what the other party was going to do.

I wanted to anger myself and then make him mess up.

It's simply ridiculous.

"Before defeating you, report your name!"

Lin Xiao deliberately shouted loudly in a very high-profile tone.

Since you are insulting me, don't blame me for being ruthless.

"Di Minghui!"

Both of them were having their own ideas.

Di Minghui wanted to defeat Lin Xiao in full view of everyone and let him get out of Qiankun City in shame.

Lin Xiao couldn't stand Di Minghui's aloof expression and wanted to embarrass him.

The two of them faced the wheat heads, and the first competition started in terms of momentum.

With many civilians supporting each other, Di Minghui's momentum was obviously much higher.

In contrast, Lin Xiao was alone and his back was a little desolate.

"Lin Xiao, right?"

Di Minghui walked slowly to the front, only about twenty meters away from both sides, and could launch an attack at any time, and said in a low voice, "I advise you to give up the test and leave Qiankun City, so that you can save some face."

"What a joke, don't you think it's ridiculous?"

Lin Xiao sneered, "Stop talking nonsense, come on if you want to fight. I want to see how powerful the boy, who is known as the number one genius in Qiankun City, is."

"oh?

You know me?"

Lin Xiao sneered, "Those who are watching the fun around you want to talk about what underwear you are wearing, and the deaf people hear it."

Di Minghui smiled and gently pulled out the long sword hanging around his waist.

Knock! A sword roared up in the night.

Lin Xiao's eyes narrowed slightly. The opponent's sword-grabbing hand was extremely stable and had very strong explosive power. Such a person would definitely have a tricky angle and a ruthless move when using the sword.

He looks gentle on the surface, but in fact he is full of murderous aura, which makes Lin Xiao alert.

"Young Master! Defeat him!"

Someone stood on the roof of the wooden building and shouted loudly in the direction of the square.

"Young Master is the most powerful!"

"Come on, young master!"

Almost everyone was cheering for Di Minghui, with a rainbow of momentum! Swipe... Di Minghui shook his wrists, a string of sword flowers were dazzling, and his figure rushed forward with cheers.

The battle starts as soon as it reaches the point.

Knock! Lin Xiao held the magnetic knife in his hand, his body bent slightly, and there was only a sword light coming from his face.

When Lin Xiao turned his head, the magnetic knife knocked the sword away, and followed the trend and smashed his left fist upwards.

Wow! Di Minghui did make a few moves. He turned lightly and avoided Lin Xiao's heavy punch, bent his knees and raised his legs and hit his chest hard.

Bang! Lin Xiao smashed his elbow and blocked his leg strike. His right magnetic knife drew a half circle in the air and quickly slashed at his neck.

When! Di Minghui followed Lin Xiao's elbow-smashing force, bent down and turned over, and the long sword in his hand was pointed at the spine from a strange angle.

Wow! The two of them fought for a few short moves without using particularly great power. They were a competition of skills and reactions.

A situation of equality in autumn.

"It's a couple of tricks."

Di Minghui was a little surprised by Lin Xiao's strength and couldn't help but praise him, "No wonder he has the confidence to participate in the test... However, based on the strength you show now, there is no hope of passing the third level!"

Lin Xiao frowned, "Don't worry about it!"

"Haha..." Di Minghui didn't care either, and shook his sword and continued to attack.

This time, both of them accelerated their speed and strength and showed their true strength.

Dangdang! The sword sounds and sword dances, and the crisscrossing figures make people unable to see the movements of the two, and only the harsh sound of weapons colliding are heard.

Those great masters who drank tea had a slightly solemn expression.

"This Lin Xiao can actually block the young master's quick sword?"

"Young Master's Thirteen Feiyun Swords are faster than the other. Among the warriors of the same level, no one can take his thirteenth sword. I don't know if this Lin Xiao is good!"

"Haha... You look down on Lin Xiao too highly.

The young master's Thirteen Flying Cloud Swords, the tenth sword is hard to beat. If it is the power of the Thirteenth sword, it may be close to the Grand Master."

"That's right!"

"But over the years, the young master has never used the Thirteenth Sword."

"No need!"

"Look, there seems to be some changes on the field!"

Everyone looked at the square with a smile.

The battle between the two has reached a white-hot state, and the speed of moves is getting faster and faster.

The onlookers even held their breath even more, fearing that some exciting content would be missed.

In the end, the sound of the weapons colliding was connected, just like two iron objects rubbing against each other.

I thought I could take Lin Xiao with ease, but I never expected that Lin Xiao would not only not be at a disadvantage, but even had a relaxed smile on his face.

"snort!"

Di Minghui's face gradually became calm, and his moves suddenly changed, from a big opening and closing, becoming cautious.

"Lin Xiao! I underestimated you."

Knock! Di Minghui followed the sword, as if he had transformed into one with the sword light and suddenly collided towards Lin Xiao.

The Thirteen Swords of Feiyun! When it spreads, the user is like a erratic cloud. Not only will the moves change at any time, but even the shadow will cooperate with the sword moves to confuse the enemy.

Wow! Lin Xiao obviously felt that the speed of the opponent's sword was changing, which was sometimes fast and sometimes slow, which made people feel uncomfortable.

This kind of sword technique is similar to the stabbing technique in the army. Each move does not fade. The principle of taking the shortest line between two points is a straight line, so that the sword technique can reach an extreme speed.

Swipe... A group of great masters watching the fun counted the tricks of making swords for Di Minghui.

"One sword, two swords, three swords..." "Seven swords, eight swords..." "Lin Xiao, this kid, has blocked so many swords, and he still has the strength to fight back!"

Lin Xiao on the field not only did not retreat, but instead became more and more brave. He faced the opponent with every move, and the magnetic knife turned into a black shadow to siege Di Minghui.

"The eleventh sword is here..." Several great masters stood up.

The Thirteen Swords of Feiyun, each move has dozens of subtle changes, from the starting position to the end position, making people unable to defend themselves.

"The twelfth sword!"

Someone exclaimed.

Dangdang! The more you reached the end, the sound of the two weapons colliding became lighter and lighter, almost as soon as they touched, it turned into the next move.

"So fast!"

Lin Xiao was a little scared.

Di Minghui's sword is too fast. If this sword technique is used, he may not even be able to sweep the bullets in, and the ordinary golden warrior would have been defeated long ago.

Lin Xiao was so relaxed because of the sudden outbreak a few days ago, which stimulated the blood poison power and made great progress in his physical fitness.

"It's not over yet!"

What was even more surprising was that Di Minghui had already used the twelve swords, but Lin Xiao showed no sign of defeat except for a little difficulty.

How is that possible!?

The Thirteen Swords of Feiyun are extremely superb sword moves, and they have already had the help of inner breath. The power of the last move is close to that of the Grandmaster.

A discerning person has already seen the state on the field and is very clear that Mr. Di Minghui's Feiyun Thirteen Swords only has the last move left.

"Can you fight with the young master for so long..." The big bear swallowed, "It's not unfair to lose to him!"
Chapter completed!