Chapter 72: Sword Shape

After the competition started, the audience suddenly calmed down and turned their eyes to the ring.
Ye Yang felt a sigh of relief at this moment, and just wanted to sit down. I didn't know if it was intentional. His position was already occupied by Wu Youruo.
The only place in the crowd was just beside Wu Youlan, and Ye Yang had no choice but to sit over.
When Ye Yang sat down, she clearly felt that Wu Youlan was tight and looked very nervous.
But Ye Yang didn't pay special attention, his eyes always looked at Biwu Yantai.
Seeing Ye Yang didn't look at herself anymore, Wu Youlan secretly relieved, and then she was slightly disappointed in her heart.
At this point the two men on the ring had already fought in one place, the swords were coming and going, they were full of energy.
Feng Buping turned the stick-lady into a tiger-like wind, and the abbot Xu Nei was full of stick figures, like a rolling ball.
However, the long sword in Ye Yuhan's hands flipped up and down, and did not let it go. In a blink of an eye, the two had passed more than forty moves.
"Brother, see who the two of them have the better face to face," Lan Xiaodie asked.
After listening to this question, everyone nearby looked at Lan Wenjun with anticipation, and wanted to hear how the first master of the martial arts ranking was evaluated.
Lan Wenjun groaned a little, and said positively, "I think Ye Yuhan will win. Although they are only tentative attacks now, they have not exerted their full strength. There is a vague atmosphere on Yu Han who stays overnight. "
"What, no," everyone was taken aback. What is as strong as Lan Wenjun should be afraid?
Meng Fei was even more surprised because Lan Wenjun's evaluation was almost exactly the same as Ye Yang said.
Everyone has spoken for more than a hundred strokes, and Feng Buping screamed "Fire Cloud Stick"
With Feng Buping drinking, an iron rod instantly became red, and the audience near the Yantai felt a heat wave.
"It seems that Feng Buping is going to make a special move. Huoyun Stick is a high-level elementary combat skill, which is very powerful."
"Seal injustice by this trick, defeated a lot of strong opponents, claim to be his trump card."
Facing the oncoming fire stick, Ye Yuhan still looked indifferent, shocked by the sword in his hand, and a cold chill, which instantly filled the air.
The long sword in Ye Yuhan's hands was immediately plated with a layer of hoarfrost, but this layer of hoarfrost contained endless destructive power.
"boom"
The swords and sticks intersect, and their strength is like an explosion, swarming around, the audience nearby is suddenly shocked.
Everyone looked at the Yantai again. Yeyuhan remained motionless, but Feng Buping was shaken a dozen steps away. Fortunately, the Yantai was large enough. If the general Yantai had been shaken to the stage.
Feng Buping was also taken aback. He was so angry that the shock just hit him, and the cudgel could hardly hold it.
"Very good, newcomer you are strong, but I will let you know that the old student is definitely not as simple as you think." As the words changed, the momentum changed, and the momentum became much stronger in an instant.
Ye Yuhan didn't answer, just looked at him coldly.
"Wow, Feng Buping has been pushed into desperation by the freshmen, and he has begun to use the trick."
"It is possible to persuade Feng Buping to make a great move. This newcomer is really awesome. Even if he loses, he will not be shamed."
Suddenly felt that Feng Buping's momentum was much stronger than just now. His cultivation is now infinitely close to the peak of the samurai.
The new trainees were all amazed. Everyone at the Eight Deserted City was very puzzled. Wu Youruo explained it to everyone.
It turned out that in addition to the exercises and combat skills, there is also a secret book called the secret method in this world.
The secret method is very cherished. There is only one copy in the Tibetan Buddhist Treasure Pavilion of Tianwu University, and the price of learning actually reaches 800,000 points, which makes all the students amazed.
On the mainland, there is no limit to the vastness of the expanse. There are always some lucky people who will get some adventures.
This ancestral ancestor passed down a secret recipe, but the secret recipe was incomplete.
When it is used, it can only barely improve the repair of a small order, and after use, it will enter a longer period of weakness, which has great disadvantages.
Feeling the powerful breath in the body, Feng Buping smiled confidently, "Boy, you must be ready. If you can't get in, just give in early to avoid injury."
Ye Yuhan still had a cold face on his face, but his eyes showed a strong sense of war, and the sword in his hand was slowly raised.
With Ye Yuhan's actions, the air seemed to condense, and snowflakes appeared slowly within the square of the circle around him.
"Oh my god, what kind of property is this?"
"This seems to be the legendary variation type of water attribute-ice attribute"
"I never thought it would be so powerful. I felt cold from the outside. The seal on the opposite side was definitely more difficult."
Seeing Ye Yuhan's momentum slowly condensing, as his momentum increased, his pressure became more and more intense.
No, you must interrupt him. At this time, Feng Buping has completely lost his confidence.
Run full of energy, drink a spit fire
As if I didn't see the oncoming Feng Ping, the long sword still lifted up at the previous frequency until it was lifted high, and the cold light flashed on the tip of the sword.
Ye Yang's heart was stunned, he felt Ye Yuhan at this time was like a sharp blade out of a sheath, and would cut off all obstacles in front of him.
Seeing this, Lan Wenjun's pupils instantly shrank to the size of a needle tip, calm as he was, and he couldn't hide his horror.
At the same time, in a quiet room deep in the college, Bai Yunzi and the original examiner, the two of them were facing the wall made of jade, enjoying the fragrant incense.
Only when the two saw Ye Yuhan and the long sword cold flashed in their hands, they put down the tea cup at the same time, their eyes were full of surprise.
When the violent cudgel was about to attack Ye Yuhan, Ye Yuhan's sword reached the highest point with a cold mang and chopped forward.
"Ice Frozen"
"Bang", everyone's ears roared.
People near the ring platform could not hear any sound for a moment, and the ear drums shook.
A wolverine flew out, and fell directly out of the ring. Everyone looked intently and could not help but take a breath.
I saw that the uneven stick had been cut into two, and a long wound on the chest was dripping blood.
The audience was silent all the time, and some people swallowed hard.
"Sword ... meaning" I don't know who it was, spit out the word.
"How is it possible that he realized Jianyi?" The crowd still couldn't believe it.
Sword intention, also known as the sword's artistic conception, is the whole body of the swordsman. The whole heart and soul are focused on the sword, which resonates with the sword and produces endless killing power.
Both weapons are ordinary refined weapons, the hardness is the same, according to the density, the long stick is stronger.
But right now, the long stick has been chopped in two by the long sword, and Ye Yuhan has realized the meaning of the sword.
Inside the secret room, Bai Yunzi smiled and laughed. "Although it is only a prototype of swordsmanship, the potential will be unlimited in the future. If the swordsmanship is small, it will surely shine on the mainland."
At this moment, Feng Buping's face was pale. At the moment, he seemed to see the death beckoning to himself.
Feng Buping bowed to Ye Yuhan on the stage and said "Thank you for your mercy."
Although Feng Buping was defeated, he failed to convince himself, knowing that for the last time, if Ye Yuhan had not recovered some of his strength, he was afraid he would be hurt more.
Ye Yuhan just nodded indifferently, without any mood swings, let alone the joy of victory.
"The winner, Ye Yuhan, received half of Feng Ping's points and obtained the temporary residency of the nine-level residence." The referee's voice came.
In the eyes of everyone's envy and awe, Ye Yuhan left Huandai, but instead of leaving the venue, he went directly to Ye Yang.
"I heard you are next," Ye Yuhan said.
"Good"
"After you solve him, I hope to challenge you" Ye Yuhan's words surprised everyone. He has realized Jianyi. Who else in the same level will accept his challenge?
"Yes, but I have the conditions," Ye Yang thought for a while.
"What conditions?"
"If you lose, you have to be my attendant, how?" Ye Yang stared at Ye Yuhan tightly.
what? Ye Yang actually wants to take Ye Yuhan, who has realized Jianyi, to be a follower? Isn't this kidding?
A warrior who understands the sword's meaning is destined to skyrocket in the future, and he has a top-notch existence in the practice world. He actually wanted to be accepted as a follower. It was a daydream.
"Good" Ye Yuhan agreed without thinking.
Ye Yang froze and laughed. "You promised so? In case of losing, there is no room for remorse."
"I won't lose, and I can't even lose to someone lower than myself," Ye Yuhan said coldly, revealing a strong self-confidence in his tone.
But no one dared to laugh at him, because he did have this ability.
"Well, it is indeed a genius who understands Jianyi. Indeed, only such a strong and confident person can understand Jianyi."
But Ye Yuhan took a look at Lan Wenjun, didn't speak, found an empty seat and sat down. "I'm here to see your next test."
A word from Xian then was spoken to Ye Yang. Lan Caidie was so angry that she ran over to teach this unruly guy.
However, Lan Wenjun was not angry at all. He stopped Lan Xiaodie. "This is his path of practice. The swordsman's path is full of loneliness. He must maintain this mood to enter a higher level."
Everyone suddenly realized that they could not help but admire Lan Wenjun's mind. This is the style of the first master of the college.
There was talking here, and a large number of people came in at the door. This time there were hundreds of people.
The man in charge is a man in his white clothes with a clean white face who is about twenty years old and looks good, but Ye Yang feels that this person is very gloomy, which is the opposite of the sunshine of Lan Wenjun.
The person behind him, Ye Yang, knew it was Mu Bai, and now he has broken through to the martial arts.
Looking back, it is a familiar face, but Ye Yang doesn't know it, but after thinking about it for a while, Ye Yang knows that this person is very similar to Zhao Zihao, so there is no doubt that it is Zhao Zilong.
A group of people came to the stand next door to Ye Yang, and the students in the stand had evaded in an instant, giving up the stand in an instant.
The headed man in white looked at Ye Yang and said, "A kid who has no hair on his face, dares to be the first bird. Are you afraid of death and no place for burial?"
The people in Eight Waste City suddenly changed their faces.