The Sword Dynasty - 293. Chapter 292

The hilt of the dagger in Zhang Yi’s hand has also been soaked in blood. Even if he relied on two consecutive types of Aries horns to block Xia Song’s “heaven and earth” blow, the powerful force also shattered his tiger’s mouth and his palms were sharpened. rotten.

However, at this time, he still held the small sword very tightly, so hard that blood was squeezed out of his fingers.

After the short and small sword in his hand is still at this time, the surface appears rougher and duller, even with some obvious graininess, and the material is exactly like ordinary stone.

Looking at this small sword and listening to Xu Lianhua’s questioning, Ding Ning nodded calmly.

“I thought Master Xue Dong passed this sword to you.” Xu Lian said seriously after a moment of silence.

Ding Ning glanced at him and said, “Senior brother is more generous than me, and much more stable than me. Naturally, this sword is going to be passed on to him.”

In the conversation between the two, Xia Song has fallen heavily to the ground and can no longer stand up. The shock of many people on the scene has only just begun.

The little sword that Zhang Yi is holding tightly at this time is naturally the natal sword that Xue Wangxu once shook the entire Changling in the winter of last year. Although as the owner ages and dies, the true power of this natal sword also varies. It dissipated and became a lifeless dead thing again. However, after Xue Wangxu’s lifelong nourishment, this sword and the many sword scriptures of Baiyangdong must have many complementary aspects, at least the one that was only displayed. When recruiting Aries to pick the horns, there is probably no sword in the world that is more suitable than this one.

The entire Changling Ling hadn’t had a high reputation for Zhang Yi before, but now this sword has not appeared in Ding Ning’s hands, but it has appeared in his hands.

What shocked the selected students and the teachers of the various practice places most was that they thought about every scene of the battle between the two sides, thinking that Zhang Yiyijian took the lead, but then stopped. It seems that Zhang Yi is just waiting for Xia Song to be there. Launching such a fierce attack under anger, and only with such calculations, would it be possible for Zhang Yi to cast his sword on his left and right hands to make two Aries horns at that time.

So Zhang Yi’s pause and wait were not because of his soft and generous character.

Even at the end of the decisive victory, Zhang Yi’s melee combat ability even surpassed Xia Song.

All of this made all the students who watched the game react. Zhang Yi was far from being as weak as they thought… it felt like this, just because of his humility and low-key.

At this time, the candidate who couldn’t help but sneered and said what Zhang Yi was waiting for, but later felt wrong because of Xia Song’s words before counterattack, finally realized why he felt something was wrong at that time.

Because Xia Song said that Zhang Yi was proud at the time, but looking back, since the start of the sword meeting, even if he defeated Xia Song, who is ranked eleventh on the talent list, Zhang Yi’s eyes only have apologetic look. How has his face ever been? Pride has appeared.

In a sense, Zhang Yi is not a hidden powerhouse, and the natal sword that Xue Wangxu left him cannot play any decisive role. However, the more so, the hearts of all the students who are watching the battle The more inexplicably cold.

Zhang Yi slowly put away the small sword in his left hand and looked at Xia Song who was coughing up blood constantly. He was very apologetic. Finally he couldn’t help bowing and saluting, and said seriously: “I’m sorry…but I never despised you, so did I. Never a single sword can defeat your idea.”

He clearly knew that Zhang Yi was sincerely apologizing, but at this time Xia Song felt even more embarrassed and angry. With a pop, another mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

“The strength of a group of people is more terrifying than the strength of a person.”

Jing Liuli said this to the Tantai Guanjian on his side, and then cast his eyes on the place where the palace maid named Rong was on the cliff in the distance. Interesting, I’m going to see how that person is going to end up.”

Although Ding Ning’s side also had Nangong Caishu and Xia Wan withdraw from the sword club, as Zhang Yi defeated Xia Song, Ding Ning’s side became stronger no matter how they looked at it.

Seeing Zhang Yi walking back towards Ding Ning and others, Lin Suixin’s mouth once again showed a rare smile.

It was precisely because of what Jing Liuli said, that this sword test became more and more interesting, so after Ding Ning defeated Zhou Wannian with a sword, and the momentum shocked the audience, he arranged for Nangong Caishu, Zhang Yi, and Xia Wan. Appearance.

This arrangement naturally has some imposing elements created by deliberately pressing Ding Ning. The reason for this is that he wants to see what way Ding Ning can get back after the impossibility created by Ding Ning is destroyed.

The confrontation between the two camps at both ends of the house is no different from the confrontation between the two armies. What he wants to see is the ability of Ding Ning as the leader in command.

Now not only Ding Ning, but also Zhang Yi and others have revealed the unexpected abilities one by one. Now that he has seen clearly at this moment, he will naturally have to make some compensation to make this sword test more fair.

So when he didn’t look down at the volume in his hand, he reported a person’s name: “Dugubai.”

At this time, many people were shocked. Hearing these three words, another heavy breathing sounded like a tide.

“To Zong Jingqiu.” Lin Suixin flipped through the volume really casually, and read the first name where his gaze fell.

“It’s my turn to play.”

Hearing the name of his opponent, Dugubai just glanced at Ding Ning and Xu Lianhua and the others beside him. After saying this calmly, he began to move towards Zhang Yi, who was walking back.

Before the final sword test began, he was extremely focused on cutting many wooden swords. At this time, these wooden swords were piled on the ground at his feet like firewood. He didn’t even bring them.

And his opponent, a young man in blue, was as white as snow, and even almost cried out.

Dugubai had never played in Changling, but when the talent list came out, all the young talents in Changling believed that Dugubai must be the first in the talent list, although it was ranked first in the talent list afterwards. It was Lie Yinghong, but in the minds of many people, Dugubai was still the first to do his part.

And this Zong Jingqiu, who was born in Yuchan Taoist Temple, always ranks behind 30 on the talent list, and at this time, the left leg is injured, and it is inconvenient to move. In the eyes of anyone, this is a strong force. Weak and disparity in the duel.

…

Dugubai and Zhang Yi nodded and salute each other, and then moved on, walking into the venue where Zhang Yi and Xia Song were dueling.

Seeing the opponent who was struggling with a sword and struggling to come forward, and seemingly about to cry out, Dugubai groaned slightly, and then said: “You are hurt very badly, and I only have one sword. If I have a sword, I will surrender.”

“Only one sword?”

An exclamation sounded.

Zong Jingqiu, who was about to cry, was in a daze, raised her head in disbelief, and the lustre of hope reappeared in her eyes.

“This is too big.” Xia Wan couldn’t help frowning and couldn’t help but say.

She does not doubt the strength of Dugubai.

She can be sure that Dugu Bai should have the ability to defeat Zong Jingqiu with a single sword on weekdays, but now that if you say this first, Zong Jingqiu doesn’t need to do more of his thinking, but only needs to guard it wholeheartedly.

Although his injury is not light, the defensive sword style full of sword intent in actual combat will not have any problems.

In her opinion, Dugubai’s doing this is a bit too dangerous and unnecessary.

“He wants to blow the morale of the opponent.”

Listening to Xia Wan’s words, Zhang Yi, who had just walked not far in front of her, explained in a serious and soft voice: “Before I, Junior Brother Ding Ning defeated Zhou Wannian with a sword, and the morale of those people has been greatly frustrated. If the sword defeats the opponent, those on the opposite side will become more nervous. If the pressure is too much, if you are too nervous, you will often make mistakes.”

Such words are not difficult to understand. Xia Wan’s brows slowly loosened. Looking at Zhang Yi’s gentle face, she nodded and said: “Your junior is right, Zhang Yi, you are indeed much better than we thought. ”

“Where and where.” Zhang Yi’s face was suddenly red, and he shook his head again and again.

“It’s much stronger than we thought. A condition must be added, and that is when you are not mother-in-law.” Seeing Zhang Yi’s appearance, Xu Lianhua couldn’t help but smile contemptuously, and hummed: “Just tell the truth. You didn’t have a mother-in-law in the test with Xia Song, which surprised me a bit.”

Zhang Yi bowed her head even more embarrassed: “The younger brother had specially reminded me before, and it was Miss Xia Wan who asked me to enter this round. If I lost this round because of my mother-in-law, how can I be worthy of Xia Wan? girl.”

“It turned out to be Xia Wan.” Xu Lianhua laughed.

“I… this…” Zhang Yi was taken aback, feeling wrong, and didn’t know how to explain, her face flushed for a while but she couldn’t speak.

Xia Wan’s face was also slightly red, and she gave Xu Lianhua a fierce look.

“We all know how strong Dugu Bai is, but it depends on this sword.”

Xu Lianhua turned her head, her face quickly became serious, and said in a deep voice.

Xia Wan was also successfully distracted, and her pupils contracted slightly unconsciously, because at this time, Dugubai had already begun to slowly draw her sword.