The Sword Dynasty - 291. Chapter 290

Xu Lianhua sneered unceremoniously when he heard the answer from the Minshan Jianzong practitioner: “How can you prove that you are only drawing randomly, not deliberately? Who knows if you have any selfishness?”

Xu Lianhua’s question is extremely sharp, even with a malicious accusation. Ordinary candidates may not dare to say such an idea. However, Xu Lianhua’s father is one of the thirteen princes of the Great Qin Dynasty. He has enough identity and courage to say such things.

Thinking of what happened in He Shan, the masters who did not know the Minshan Sword Sect practitioner in the field all felt some coolness in their hearts. Looking closely at how this Minshan Sword Sect practitioner should answer, but this name The practitioner of Jianzong Minshan didn’t care at all, and said indifferently: “I am the proof myself.”

“yourself?”

Xu Lianhua laughed slightly: “How to prove it.”

The practitioner of the Minshan Sword Sect raised his head slightly and said, “Because it is Lin Suixin, I always do things freely, and I’ve never been influenced by anyone, even Baili Suxue can’t control me.”

This Minshan Jianzong still didn’t have any obvious emotional color on his face, and the tone of his speech was still very casual, but when he heard his name, there was an exclamation in the room.

This exclamation was even louder than when Ding Ning defeated Zhou Wangnian with a sword before.

“you…”

Proud as Xu Lianhua, he was completely stunned. He stared at the Minshan Sword Sect cultivator in shock. He could only say one word, but he had naturally used honorifics.

“The first few levels are also characters like Master Geng Blade and Master Qing Yao Yin. This last sword trial is related to the final promotion. How can these people think that Master Lin is better than Master Geng Blade and others? Ordinary characters?”

Looking at the shocked candidates and the teachers of the various practice places in the field, Jing Liuli softly taunted a little contemptuously, but even she herself looked at the Minshan Sword Sect practitioner’s gaze. Be more respectful when working with Geng Ren and others.

“You should now understand that I won’t be influenced by others, and it’s even more unlikely that you will be deliberately embarrassed by some external factors?” Looking at Xu Lianhua who was speechless, the Minshan Jianzong practitioner was plain. Said.

Xu Lianhua came back to her senses, saluted with real respect, and said tremblingly, “I have no objection.”

“Unexpectedly, he is Senior Lin Suixin.”

Looking at Dugubai not caring about Xu Lianhua’s reaction, she casually lowered her head to look at the cultivator who was holding the volume, and couldn’t help but whispered, “In fact, this sword meeting… just look at these legends. The characters are worth it.”

The Minshan Sword Sect and the Lingxu Sword Sect are undoubtedly the strongest cultivation sects in the world. This kind of power is not only because there are one or two particularly powerful practitioners, but there are many powerful practitioners, and even many can be called. As a legendary practitioner.

Among the many legendary practitioners in the Sword Sect of Minshan Mountain, Lin Suixin is the only one who can even ignore Baili Suxue’s thoughts.

Because he was Baili Suxue’s senior, and was once the head of the senior, he was the heir of the suzerain appointed by the previous suzerain, but because his temperament was too casual, he quickly gave the position of the suzerain to Baili Suxue.

Even his practice is too casual, it depends on his mood when he cultivates, and he doesn’t deliberately pursue the realm at all.

Therefore, in some rumors, he himself is a practitioner who is as likely to go straight to the eight realms as Emperor Yuanwu. It is only because he does not pursue the realm of cultivation, so now only Emperor Yuanwu has reached the eight realms in this world.

There are still many stories about his randomness. Because of his randomness, he can go deep into the desert to hunt down a group of powerful thieves for an irrelevant practitioner, even the strength of those thieves is still above him. Because of his randomness, he has refused the invitations and requests of countless dignitaries, even when the former Sect Master of the Minshan Sword Sect and the current Baili Suxue asked him to take action, he had refused.

A person’s character does not lie in the performance of a certain event, but in the manifestation of many choices at the moments of life and death. So no one will doubt that Lin Suixin will succumb to the wishes of some people. Everyone even understands. Lin Suixin’s appearance in the final stage of this sword club could only be because of his own interest.

Since no one has any objections, Zhang Yi’s test against Xia Song will naturally begin.

“No mother-in-law.”

Ding Ning looked at Zhang Yi, but he was obviously a junior, but he confessed as seriously as the teacher: “You have to understand that in the face of such an opponent, even if you really want to kill the opponent, you can’t kill it.”

Thinking that as a senior, Zhang Yi nodded in shame.

“When you hesitate, think about Xue Dongzhu.” Ding Ning also nodded, and then added this sentence.

Zhang Yi was dumbfounded, slightly lowering her head.

“I see, Junior Brother.”

He whispered this sentence, then said no more, and turned around.

Generally, only when the mood fluctuates sharply, Zhang Yi will habitually call the wrong person and call Ding Ning his junior.

“Zhang Yi’s mother-in-law comes from his being too generous and kind.” Looking at Zhang Yi’s back, Xu Lianhua turned her head to look at Ding Ning, and said in a cold voice to Ding Ning without evasive her own opinion. Tixue Dongzhu is tantamount to forcing him desperately.”

“I understand what you mean.”

Ding Ning looked at Xu Lianhua, who was also somewhat cold, and said calmly: “You think he is losing to Xia Song. Because I mentioned Dongzhu Xue to him, he won’t give up easily, so it is possible for him to give up. He will fight so hard to lose his life. You care so much because you treat him as a true friend, but don’t forget that he is my senior. The old man is no longer here. He and Shen Yi are my closest friends in Aries Cave. My loved ones, I care more about their safety than you.”

“I know my brother better than you.”

After a slight pause, Ding Ning turned his head to look at Zhang Yi who had already walked into the field, and said softly and seriously: “He is definitely better than all of you imagined.”

There was an unspeakable calming power in Ding Ning’s words. Xu Lianhua calmed down, frowned slightly, and said, “You mean he might win Xia Song?”

“In a real battle, it is not just the cultivation level that plays a decisive role, but there are also many factors, such as wisdom. My senior is far more intelligent than most people.” Ding Ning nodded and said.

Xu Lianhua fell silent.

He thought of using his own cultivation base to be seriously injured in the sea of thorns, but Zhang Yi walked out with him unscathed, so he felt that what Ding Ning said was right.

…

At the other end of the shed, none of the candidates was optimistic about Zhang Yi.

Even if they saw Zhang Yi’s performance in the sea of thorns, they would feel that Zhang Yi would undoubtedly lose.

Those who compile the book of talents must be great monks who have profound knowledge, know how to practice, and have a very high vision, so almost all practitioners in Changling recognize the authority of the book of talents.

Zhang Yi didn’t even enter the top 50 of the talent list, but Xia Song ranked eleventh.

Zhang Yi has been cultivating in Baiyang Cave. Baiyang Cave can only be regarded as a third-rate sect in Changling. Therefore, Xue Wangxu will be more shocked when he shows the cultivation of seven realms. Xia Song is a student of the Zhitian Sword Field. In Changling, the Zhitian Sword Field is only inferior to the two super sects of the Minshan Sword Sect and the Lingxu Sword Sect, but it is definitely the next powerful place to practice. one.

Xia Song had already realized the vitality in the Tianxiu Academy of the Zhitian Sword Field last spring, and entered the four realms, while Zhang Yi still stayed in the third realm.

Xia Song thinks so too.

So looking at Zhang Yi, who hung his head slightly and walked across from him, the powerful black-shirted teenager raised his eyebrows slightly, but placed his right hand on the hilt of the sword on his waist, and nodded in courtesy to Zhang Yi. ”

Zhang Yi bowed slightly as a gift, holding the Zhao Jianlu long sword, which was always burning like a flame, horizontally across his chest, but said, “Brother Xia, please first.”

Xia Song was startled slightly, “You let me take the shot first?”

Zhang Yigong said: “Brother Xia just fought one more game than me, so I naturally have the advantage.”

Listening to Zhang Yi’s answer, Xia Song’s mouth slowly showed an imperceptible slight mockery.

In his opinion, from the beginning of the sword club, Xue Wangxu died, and Ding Ning showed an attitude of not bowing his head. This sword club has a bloody meaning to everyone in Aries Cave, but Zhang Yi still behaves like this at this moment. It’s really the same as the rumors, too pedantic and too docile.

Such an opponent naturally made him feel contemptuous.

“If that’s the case, then please.”

He didn’t refuse any more, his right hand slowly landed on the yellowish hilt, and then he took out the sword.

With a bang, a straight sword gas cut out straight forward, and in an instant it was divided into three parts, still straight forward, tangent to Zhang Yi.

This is a very common three-point sword style. The reason why he has such a sword style is that he does not want to take advantage of Zhang Yi’s advantage, and the other is that it is an extremely safe sword intent. In his opinion, it is in a situation where the cultivation base is higher than the opponent. Next, he only needs to win the victory very steadily.

Zhang Yi looked up.

In the face of the three sword auras coming from oncoming, he chose to jump up.

Two waves of air rushed out from under his feet, his whole person leaped high, and the hot long sword in his hand also swung forward.

Wet amidst the high altitude.

Feeling the moist smell of water vapor, Xia Song stood still, but the mocking smile at the corner of his mouth was even more obvious.

The sword in his hand pierced upwards obliquely, and with the slight movement of his wrist, a circle of blurred light radiated from his sword.

Know yourself and the enemy, and a hundred battles will never end.

He had heard of Zhang Yi’s shot at Wutong Fall, and knew that Zhang Yi had a strong sword intent in Zhou’s Mo Garden. There would be countless sharp rain lines falling from the sky, covering a very wide area.

However, since it is rain, he only needs an umbrella.

There happened to be a very strong “Luo Tian Umbrella” sword in the Zhitian Sword Field.

The blurred light curtain stretched upward, like an extremely gorgeous umbrella.

However, the umbrella has been prepared, but the rain has not fallen.

The water intention condensed in front of the leaping Zhang Yi, suddenly making a stern sound of breaking through the air.

With a terrifying speed, a crystal water stream followed Zhang Yi’s sword swing, like a dragon twisting and tumbling in the air, slamming into Xia Song head-on.

Countless shocks flashed in Xia Song’s eyes.

His breathing stopped and he forced the sword down.

With a loud noise, the diagonally downward light curtain and the crystal water violently collided together, exploding an amazing splash of water.

His reaction has been extremely fast, but the sword is exhausted.

However, Zhang Yi’s sword power is not yet exhausted.

At this moment, his hair danced like countless snakes. He tried his best to control the surging speed of the true essence in his body at the most dangerous edge, and injected it into the sword in his hand as quickly as possible.

A huge bang sounded without stopping.

A fire wave gushed from his sword, burning countless scattered water droplets, instantly burning these water droplets into a mist containing powerful heat, and slapped them in front of Xia Song.

The breathing of all the spectators and candidates have stopped.

Even candidates who are far away can feel the oncoming heat wave.

Everyone was sure that Xia Song was too late to respond, and it was impossible to completely get out of the range enveloped by the mist.

Xu Lianhua was also completely stunned. He did not expect that Zhang Yi would have such a change and could launch such a powerful blow.

“If you can tell the truth, this is my senior brother.” Ding Ning calmly stared at the scorching air wave, but at this moment, he said softly.