Chapter 3 Downwind Swordsmanship
"Bang bang bang".
At this time, on the martial arts platform, two fifth-grade masters fought extremely fiercely, and the sword collided.
A four or five-meter-long white sword light slashed down, and several tiny cracks were torn apart on the ground on the martial arts platform, and the fiery breath spread.
"Stepwind Sword Technique-Storm"
"Stepwind Sword Technique-Storm"
In the blink of an eye, two white sword lights collided together.
"A loud bang.
"Ba, bha"
A young man in a blue costume flew out of the martial arts platform quickly.
"well"
The people below the martial arts platform shouted loudly.
About ten seconds later.
A young man in a white costume walked onto the martial arts stage under the joking eyes of everyone. The young man was not handsome but looked very ordinary. He was of medium or upper class height among ordinary people, about 1.77 meters, about 78 meters.
"Oh, isn't this a waste from our Ye family?"
Everyone was commenting.
"He actually has the courage to go to the martial arts stage. He is desperate, right?"
"Yes, I heard that his current strength is only a third-grade."
"Haha, with the strength of the third grade, I can slap him to death without pulling my sword and slapping him?"
Another young man laughed.
Several teenagers were commenting.
…………
At this time, even Ye Saixing's other brothers and sisters were a little surprised. Ye Saixing was trembling when he saw them. How dare he walk onto the ring alone now?
......
Ye Saixing ignored what others were thinking.
He stood calmly on the martial arts platform and quietly watched everyone despise him, but Ye Saixing ignored him.
"Screw!"
A young man who was a little shorter than Ye Saixing jumped onto the martial arts platform.
"Seventh brother, should you go down by yourself or let me give you my own gift?
A young man who was about the same age as Ye Saixing laughed at him.
Ye Saixing did not answer Ye Ming's words, but just said: "Draw the sword!"
"Oh, did I say I heard it wrong?"
"This waste actually asked me to draw my sword?"
Ye Ming's face was a little weird. He was wondering if he had heard it wrong, but soon he realized it, but he laughed wildly.
"Ha ha!"
"Ye Saixing, you are actually seeking death by yourself. Then I don't blame me for not breathing a sigh of relief. Don't worry, at most you will just break your arm."
After saying that, Ye Ming began to draw out the sword, and the green sword in his right hand emitted a faint white sword energy.
He swung up Ye Saixing, a white sword energy and quickly attacked Ye Saixing.
But the next moment, Ye Ming's face changed instantly, because he slowly saw that he had already played Ye Saixing, but Ye Saixing had no reaction as if he was hitting cotton, and all his strength was dispersed.
"Do you still refuse to use the sixth style of Shunfeng Sword Technique?"
"Or, you dare not?"
Ye Ming was so angry that his last sentence that Ye Ming almost jumped up.
"Hmph, you're looking for death, then don't blame me."
Although Ye Ming didn't know what was going on just now, why he obviously played Ye Saixing, but he didn't have any harm and didn't react at all.
But he was completely angry and lost his rationality by Ye Saixing's last sentence "Don't you dare?". What else can he dare not do in the Ye family?
"If you really want to say yes, those are also brothers who are a few years older than him, and those old people whom I dare not mess with."
A series of white lights poured out and poured into Ye Ming’s left-center sword. In just one or two seconds, a terrifying huge sword light of seven or eight meters long condensed...
Ye Ming held a sword in both hands and immediately rushed towards Ye Saixing's position.
"The sixth style of Shunfeng Sword Technique - Furious Storm!
"Shunfeng Sword Technique is a family-born sword technique of the Ye family. It is divided into ten styles, which are equivalent to the best skill. The difference between the best skill and each move of the best skill is twice the power, and the best skill has one more move than the best skill.
Chapter completed!