How could this be?
On and off the stage, the elders and disciples were all shocked.
Lin Baiyu had cultivated Thunder Sword Qi, so what was Ling Bufei? Why did lightning suddenly appear on my body? Did he also practice thunder spells?
No, even if he cultivated it, there was no way he could absorb all of Lin Baiyu's thunder. This completely went against common sense.
"What is this?" Beifeng wondered, "Didn't the young sect master practice some evil method?"
"What kind of crooked method?" Yuan Songqiao glanced over and said lazily, "Senior Brother Beifeng is also a cultivator of God Transformation after all. Didn't you find something wrong with Lei Guang?"
Lightning? The elders were stunned for a moment, then Elder Gan exclaimed: "Golden! This is golden thunder! The golden thunder of heavenly calamity!"
Yuan Songqiao smiled: "Junior sister Gan still has a good eye!"
Yang Xiangtian thought thoughtfully: "I heard that the demonic energy in the young sect leader's meridians was dispersed by thunder. It turns out that this is true. God has indeed given a glimmer of hope. It is unpredictable whether good or bad luck will come."
Beifeng understood and said angrily: "Young Sect Leader is still lucky!"
Yuan Songqiao met him and said: "This is not luck. First of all, there must be a golden thunder. Under normal circumstances, the catastrophe of monk Jieying is not at this level. This golden thunder is produced by Master Bai's nephew Jieying. . When the Demon Lord was born, the heaven and the earth were not allowed to tolerate each other. One can imagine the power of the thunder from the sky. How many people dared to face the thunder at that time?"
The elders thought for a moment and felt chills running down their backs.
It’s not that they can easily deal with the Heavenly Thunder in the Nascent Soul Stage. With the intervention of the Transformation God cultivator, the Heavenly Thunder will inevitably be upgraded. The Golden Thunder in the Yuanying Stage is already very powerful. If it is upgraded to the Transformation God... Thank you, Transformation God Heavenly Tribulation. It’s not easy to survive, and I don’t want to go through it again.
Yuan Songqiao looked at them one by one, but as expected no one dared to respond, so he snorted softly: "When you are facing the thunder, you have put your life and death aside. Without such courage, how can you talk about good luck? Young Sect Master's body cultivation Although he was taught by Junior Sister Jiang, his swordsmanship was actually practiced by himself."
Everyone was speechless.
Yes, when it comes to luck, the young sect leader was born with demonic energy filling his body, so that his meridians were destroyed. This is a sign of extremely bad luck.
In such a short time, the situation on the field has changed. Lin Baiyu's thunderbolt was absorbed by Ling Bufei, but when he saw the golden light on his body, it suddenly surged, and the sword force immediately turned and swung out.
"Senior Brother Lin, pick it up!"
After the words fell, Ling Bufei swung his first sword.
From the beginning of this competition, Lin Baiyu took the initiative, and he reluctantly supported it. Only then did Ling Bufei attack for the first time.
This sword looked ordinary, just like one of the hundreds or thousands of times those young sword masters wielded it on an unsurprising day.
But the power of this sword is anything but unusual.
Sharp and cold, as heavy as a mountain and as surging as the sea.
Lin Baiyu only had time to swing out his sword and resist with intuition.
From the beginning of the competition, he used sword energy, and his natal flying sword never appeared. It was only then that a light flashed in his hand, revealing a jade-like sword.
"Qin——" There was a clear sword cry.
Lin Baiyu retreated suddenly.
He was able to withstand the sword, but the dazed feeling reminded him of the bamboo sword his master had taken when he was just learning swordsmanship.
How could this be? Could it be that his understanding of the art of swordsmanship is wrong?
Lin Baiyu's mind was in confusion, Ling Bufei paused and swung his second sword.
He gave him time to adjust, but for Lin Baiyu, the sword was still received hastily.
It was still so ordinary, but the strange sword power suddenly pressed over it when he handed out his sword.
Isn't it in front? Why does it suddenly appear on the right side?
This thought flashed through Lin Baiyu's mind. His body reacted faster than his brain, and he turned around to attack.
"Keng——" This sword strike was more solid than before, and the sound of the sword was deeper.
Amidst the roar of the sword energy, Lin Baiyu suddenly woke up. No matter how powerful Ling Bufei's sword is, he must win this round.
, only by winning can it be possible to get the top spot. He tried countless methods but could not see his master. This was his only chance!
Lin Baiyu made up his mind, and the sword in his hand suddenly penetrated with spiritual power.
Just as Ling Bufei's third sword was about to come out, he shouted loudly, transformed into a stream of light, and rushed out.
Isn't it just swordsmanship? He has been following his master since he was a child, swinging the sword every day. He has practiced countless times and sweated countless times. It has become an instinct engraved in his soul. Could he still lose?
Seeing this sword, You Yan in the audience said "Huh", full of surprise: "Junior Brother Lin...actually realized it."
"What?" Shen Hanqiu and Liu Zhi were both stunned.
Did you gain enlightenment on stage? If so, the result of this competition is determined! Lin Baiyu was already very strong...
"That's not necessarily true." Yuan Songqiao laughed on the stage, but said this to himself.
Lin Baiyu's sword arrived. This sword was clean and pure, with flowing sword intent and clear heart. It could be said that there were almost no flaws. Still taking the initiative, there seemed to be no reason to lose.
At this moment, Ling Bufei's sword was also handed out.
Just like before, his sword was still unremarkable, with only the purest sword power.
That was something he practiced every day and night when he entered the spiritual path with a broken body. The meridians cannot function, and the sword energy cannot be cultivated. All he has is the sword itself. Use physical training to enhance the power of the sword, nothing else.
The two swords clashed.
"Buzz--" a deep low cry.
Golden thunder suddenly appeared on the killing sword, and the surrounding sword energy was swept away, and it rushed forward with the power of heaven and earth.
Lin Baiyu's sword intent was endless, and he suddenly spit out sword energy, but it was swept away by the golden thunder.
At this moment, it was too late to move the sword formation. The Killing Sword went straight forward, moving forward inexorably until it stopped in front of him.
The ring was still.
Only the remaining sword energy swept around.
The audience also fell silent. Whether they understood it or not, this scene was clearly reflected in everyone's eyes: Ling Bufei held the sword and pressed it against Lin Baiyu's shoulder bone.
At this moment, Lin Baiyu was at a loss.
He clearly didn't feel that he would lose, so why did he lose? Do you want to say that Ling Bu is cunning? It seemed like that was the case, but Lin Baiyu knew in his heart that it wasn't.
When Ling Bufei made his first sword move, his mind was drawn to him. He aroused his own mind to the point of mishandling it. This is a real sword duel.
He lost.
Lin Baiyu let go of his hand, feeling sad.
He lost and could no longer see his master.
"Process." He heard Ling Bufei say this, but he had no intention of responding and turned around to get off the ring.
But the next moment, he stopped.
"Senior Brother Lin, do you want to meet Senior Uncle Song? If I'm lucky enough to win the top spot, I can give you the opportunity."
