Everyone in the stands was immediately interested. The genius who had realized the three powers could count them with one hand here.

I originally thought it was Song Shaofan's personal show, but I didn't expect Lin Qingshan to give everyone a small surprise.

Lin Qingshan did not disappoint the melon-eating crowd watching the battle. After the Fantasy Rain Sword Technique, it was the Ice Soul Sword Technique!

The coldness of coldness spread around him, and even the people in the stands felt a trace of coldness that penetrated into their bones.

"The ice power of small-success level!"

"Four kinds of momentum!"

"I have a premonition that this battle will not be that simple! Song Shaofan can't win easily!"

...

In a hidden small space.

The big guys also raised a little interest.

"Lin Qingshan is indeed a little hidden. What do you think now?"

"The ability to comprehend the four kinds of momentum in the realm of concentration shows that he has great potential. If he is personally, he should be qualified for the next round."

"How many young generation in the Southern Region can understand the four powers? Including the bloodline of the genius, it should not exceed one hand!"

"It is rare to understand the four kinds of momentum in the realm of concentration!"

"No hurry, look at it again, I feel that the show is still coming!"

Although it has not been determined directly, everyone's recognition of Lin Qingshan has increased a little.

"This Song Shaofan is also extremely rare in talent, and he is one of the top generation in the Southern Region!

But his character and leadership skills are not very outstanding, otherwise, he might be able to compete with the eldest prince of the Fire Spirit bloodline!"

A strong man shook his head and said.

"Yes, the real human elite, nature, talent, and force are indispensable, and they are all very important! If he can show his talents in other aspects, there will still be hope for the position of Emperor Lord of the Song Dynasty."

"I hope he can go further in the subsequent trial!"

"Yes, the sword is sharpened by the sharpening, and many emperors who dominate the country have grown up slowly after experiencing many things."

...

On the ring.

Song Shaofan frowned.

Lin Qingshan only showed two small-level momentums in the future, and it was not the main killing force, so it seemed that it would not be much of a threat to him.

But his keen fighting intuition told him that things were not that simple.

Immediately, he decisively gave up defense and turned to attack.

In an instant, all the lightning and sword lights boiled and gathered on the long sword.

"Sky Thunder Slash!"

With one sword, he carried the momentum of thunder and slashed towards Lin Qingshan.

The best bloodline, the thunder momentum plus the sword momentum of the great success level! Logically speaking, Lin Qingshan should not be able to take this sword!

A smile appeared on the corner of Song Shaofan's mouth, and victory was in sight.

Lin Qingshan's face was solemn, and his true energy was rushing among the tendons and networks, and he moved to the extreme.

Song Shaofan was completely wrapped in lightning and turned into lightning, fast and fierce, and his sword was perfect and integrated, with no flaws.

In other words, Lin Qingshan couldn't see the flaws.

Too fast! The thunder is very fast and fierce!

Everyone in the stands could only see a purple shadow.

The huge pressure hit the two of them, and the air became a little heavier.

Facing Song Shaofan's storm, lightning and thunderous attack, Lin Qingshan did not retreat at all.

All four kinds of power were exerted, blessing around him, several meters around him, as if he had become his domain, and the pressure on his body was suddenly broken like a piece of paper.

When the spiritual sense and spiritual consciousness were used to the extreme, Song Shaofan's sword finally slowed down a little in his eyes.

The long swords in Song Shaofan's hand were all reflected into Lin Qingshan's deep pupils.

It's approaching!

Use the knife and block it!

"bite!"

The sound of swords and swords collided, and the sound of metallic collision spread, and then a hissing and harsh metal friction sounded.

Lin Qingshan was like a willow in the wind, swaying with the flow, passing by, and taking the thunder sword.

"What a fast reaction speed!" Song Shaofan's expression became completely serious.

Draw a sword!

Song Shaofan attacked and Lin Qingshan defended.

The harsh clanging sound continued, and Mars splashed away. Because of inertia, they all shrouded Lin Qingshan, mixed with the flashing lightning and purple lightning, splashing around Lin Qingshan, which was very beautiful.

No matter how fierce Song Shaofan's attack was, Lin Qingshan was able to block it.

"What's going on? Why do you feel that Lin Qingshan doesn't have much pressure to defend."

"Is Song Shaofan letting go?"

"Impossible, Song Shaofan has no reason to let the water go, and look at his attack, would it be so fierce? "

"What's going on? Why is Lin Qingshan like a ok?"

"Incredible...Incredible, Lin Qingshan has blocked Song Shaofan's swords, but there is no sign of defeat."

Even Song Shaofan himself felt incredible. This was the first opponent he encountered. He was able to persist in so many moves under his violent attack and showed no signs of defeat. He suddenly became even more excited.

"You are an opponent worthy of my serious treatment. I apologize to you for your previous contempt!" Song Shaofan said with a stern face: "Next, I will not hold back, be careful!"

With a low shout, the thunder around Song Shaofan became more dazzling, and his power was stronger and more violent.

In fact, Lin Qingshan is not as relaxed as he sees on the surface. Song Shaofan's absolute strength is very perverted.

Moreover, it is extremely fast and powerful. The attack intensity that bursts out after the two are combined is very terrifying.

If it was just an ordinary block, he would never be able to hold on for such a long time. The reason why he could withstand it was entirely because he had been avoiding his sharp edge with his extraordinary reaction speed.

"Okay!" Song Shaofan couldn't catch it for a long time, and suddenly paused, took a deep breath, and drew his sword again.

Lin Qingshan's face was solemn.

Every time he used the sword to block it, he would feel a strange force exploded from the tip of Song Shaofan's sword. Although it was not very strong, it made his sword shake slightly and reach his palm through the blade.

"This is the terrifying thing about the thunder force, it is impossible to completely resist it!" Lin Qingshan said intimately.

Song Shaofan continued to draw his sword, and each sword would bless the thunder and sword force.

Every time Lin Qingshan blocks, he feels his arms become numb, but his blocking is not simple either.

"Spring breeze makes rain!"

The Fantasy Rain Sword Technique is a sword technique that is the main defense. The sword technique continues. Every time Lin Qingshan uses the sword technique to block it, there will be more Yuanshui water droplets in the air.

After taking over more than twenty swords of Song Shaofan in a row, Lin Qingshan also felt that his palms were almost completely numb.

"This Song Shaofan's sword technique is so fierce! It's like a monster!"

"How did Lin Qingshan resist?"

"Is Lin Qingshan also a monster?"

Everyone who watched the game was stunned, looking at the swords and swords on the ring, and finally came to a conclusion that Lin Qingshan, like Song Shaofan, was a monster.

Otherwise, if it were an ordinary person, how could he withstand so many swords of Song Shaofan?

"Yes, you are really strong!" Song Shaofan couldn't help but praise.

"Thank you for your praise, next, I will do my best!" Lin Qingshan said seriously.

Upon hearing this, Song Shaofan showed expectation on his face: "Just let the horse come over!"

He naturally also noticed countless Yuan Water Pearls in the air, but he did not interrupt Lin Qingshan.

He also longed to have a hearty battle and prove himself to everyone present!

"Look at it!" Lin Qingshan shouted loudly, and the biting chill spread out from his body.

The water droplets floating in the air suddenly gathered into long blades, and then quickly condensed, and in a blink of an eye it became countless transparent ice crystal blades.

Countless long icy blades hung high in the sky, flashing with the biting coldness and sharpness!

Under the ice blade, Lin Qingshan seemed to be transformed into the master of this space.

The suffocating cold and sharpness fill this, and this is his realm, everything is in control.
To be continued...