Chapter 61: The sad Xiao Yishan

"I guess it won't be anymore. The competition should let you meet in the finals."
Ye Linjun lay on Yunxue's shoulders and said something unsalted or indifferent.
Wuer stood in the crowd looking for Han Wushuang's figure. At this time, Han Wushuang had also completed the draw. The two eyes collided in the air, and the crowd stepped away unconsciously.
The strong fighting spirit of the two has almost condensed into substance, and everyone present felt the pressure.
This must be a terrifying battle!
Ling Jian was trembling at this time, and it felt the master's fighting intent, it was already brewing sword intent, and Han Wushuang's Wuwu Blade was the same.
Both of them seemed to understand each other's meaning between their eyes.
They can't wait for the final duel, and now they want to have a hearty battle.
"Anyone who breaks out of conflict outside the ring is considered a violation of the rules."
At this time, an old man in a referee uniform stood up and interrupted the two with a strong momentum.
The two snorted and walked away.
The battle started in an orderly manner. Since everyone who played today had seen it yesterday, the few people were also chatting with each other.
"This time against Yunxiaozong Yunxue, Qishan Sword sent Yang Qinghua."
Qishan Sword Sect Yang Qinghua is at the pinnacle of the Three Sages, and his own swordsmanship is much higher than Yunxue, but now Yunxue is a Profound Sage. With the huge realm gap, this gap has been completely wiped out. Up.
"Sister, come on!"
Yunyu is cheering on Yunxue.
"Ok."
Now Yun Xue, who is already a Profound Saint, is naturally full of confidence.
Of all the contestants participating in the Great Battle of Hundred Sects, the tallest is no Profound Sage, and there is not even a Profound Sage peak. In other words, in terms of realm, Yun Xue is already in the ranks of T1.
The battle begins.
Yang Qinghua in front of Yunxue was an immature boy with a green face visible to the naked eye. This was undoubtedly a genius boy, but he was slightly younger than the contestant.
Seeing Yunxue stepping onto the stage, Yang Qinghua's attention was not on her, but instead turned his attention to Wudu under the ring. The sword intent in his eyes surged, as if to prove something.
He wants to prove that he is no worse than indifference!
Although he is still young, he seems to have the qualities that a strong person should have!
"Hey, kid, your opponent is here."
Yun Xue was quite unhappy with Yang Qinghua's ignorance. His move was an ice and snowy move. This was a move with a sword intent. Before the sword move, Yang Qinghua seemed to be in the cold, with biting storms everywhere.
Even so, the lonely young man just stood still and slowly raised his sword.
Qishan swordsmanship, heavy defense, not heavy attack, has always been good at counterattack.
Yun Xue's sword hid in the storm, constantly stabbing the young man in front of him. The young man raised his hand to easily resolve it. There was no extra expression on his face, only determination.
Yun Xue continued to increase his strength, facing an opponent who was not in the realm of the Three Saints, Yun Xue was not embarrassed to use all his strength, but if he did not use all his strength, Yun Xue really couldn't help the enemy in front of him.
Ye Linjun was still watching beside the ring, and did not participate in this battle.
With a sharp eye, he saw the trend of the game at a glance. If Yunxue used all his strength, there would be no chance for this young man in front of him to win unless he could directly understand Jianxin in this battle!
But this is also unlikely. If this young man can comprehend Jianxin at this age, Ye Linjun can only lament his amazing talent.
Unexpectedly, as Yunxue gradually used his strength, although the young man's face remained unchanged, fine beads of sweat began to appear on his face, which was no longer the strength he could bear.
Even if Qishan's swordsmanship is exquisite and the defense is impervious, there are limits, and miracles cannot be created beyond the limits.
When he was exhausted, Yun Xue seized the opportunity to step forward and approach Yang Qinghua, kicking Yang Qinghua on the chest, and Yang Qinghua was kicked out of the field without any surprise.
"The winner of the game, Yunxiao Palace Yunxue!"
"Is a good opponent."
Wuer spoke lightly.
Yang Qinghua's understanding of Kendo was recognized by him, but what he was thinking about now was a fierce battle with Han Wushuang, and there was no other idea in his mind.
The game continued, and soon arrived Wueru to play.
As the referee announced his opponent, Wu Er realized that his opponent in this game was actually Tian Yuan Palace’s disciple, Xiao Yishan!
"Just to sharpen your sword with you."
Wu Er Duan Jian, who was sitting on the seat, got up, he still remembered what happened yesterday.
Xiao Yishan in front of Wuer was a little confused.
Knowing that his opponent today is the genius of swordsmanship, he has given up hope of winning, ready to resist on the court for a while before surrendering.
But what he didn't expect was that he felt the unparalleled hostility and the tingling sword intent as soon as he played.
How can I offend you! ?
Xiao Yishan's whole person is not good now, and he even feels that the opposing Wudu fight will start a brutal and inhumane attack on him!
"Game start!"
As soon as the referee's voice fell, Wuer's sword brought the lingering sword wind to Xiao Yishan.
Xiao Yishan is a good hand with swords, the realm of swords is the same division as kendo.
He has now comprehended the Qiufeng Sword Intent, but he hasn't comprehended the Sword Heart, plus his own realm is not dominant, how can he be able to beat him?
Ding!
Xiao Yishan, who blocked Wu Er Yi Sword, only felt his arms numb, and he even felt the sword in his hand scream!
This is the knife that has been with him for more than ten years!
Xiao Yishan only felt distressed and helpless. No matter how angry he was, he couldn't do much to Wu Er. The gap was too big...
But Xiao Yishan didn't want to admit defeat directly, so he would be too shameless, so he could only hold on and continue to fight Wuer. It was just the stretched defense that a discerning person could see at a glance.
At this moment, Wu Er was downplaying, strolling in the courtyard, as if there was an opponent in front of him, and he was just honing his swordsmanship alone.
"I surrender!"
Xiao Yishan finally couldn't help it.
"I surrender!"
Xiao Yishan shouted again. Although outsiders seemed to be able to resist Xiao Yishan for a while, in fact he had already been tortured by Wuer's sword intent to the point that the sword was almost insecure!
Hearing Xiao Yishan's confession, Wuer took the sword in a cool manner, turned and walked down the ring, without even dropping a drop of sweat.
"This this……"
Everyone feels it, Wudu is stronger again...
Xiao Yishan on the ring is really aggrieved, so where is this so angry that he is used as a punching bag?
During the whole game, Xiao Yishan, the genius of his Tianyuan Palace, was actually reduced to the background...This was too miserable.
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