There was silence in front of the city lord's mansion.
The expressions on the faces of the Ye Xuan citizens watching around were frozen.
The smiles that originally hung on his face seemed a little stiff now.
Mingming Ye Xuanguo has won two games in a row, and the victory is relatively easy and comfortable.
But why, facing Shen Han from Wei State, Quan Youzhi didn't even have the slightest strength left to resist.
On the Wei side, everyone saw Shen Han taking action and easily won the victory.
The anger he was holding in his heart finally dissipated.
You must know that before coming, no one had ever put Ye Xuan in their eyes.
But as soon as they came up, they lost two games in a row. Who can bear this?
Walked off the stage and returned to the Wei crowd.
Everyone looked at Shen Han with a hint of reverence and gratitude.
Especially Shanhai Academy, which is located in Xiaoyan, Quan Youzhi was lectured by Quan Youzhi before, and the tip of a sword was pressed between his eyebrows.
This is clearly intended to humiliate.
"Thank you, Brother Shen, for helping me breathe a sigh of relief.
Otherwise, if you keep it in your heart, I'm afraid it will make me uncomfortable half to death."
Shen Han smiled and waved his hand.
“It’s all little things.
Moreover, the reason why Brother Yu lost to Quan Youzhi was not because of his superior strength.
It's just that he used some small tricks and some kind of witchcraft to interfere with his brother's mind.
If Brother Yu had a little knowledge of witchcraft, he could easily defeat him. "
After hearing Shen Han's explanation, everyone was stunned for a moment.
witchcraft?
This seems to be a rare practice.
It’s no wonder that none of the students in the Wei Dynasty could distinguish it.
"Brother Shen reminded us yesterday to be cautious, but we were arrogant."
After Quan Youzhi won the victory, several friends who were traveling with him looked at Shen Han with a little more respect.
"No wonder Brother Shen can beat Miss Su's swordsmanship. I thought there might be some luck involved.
Now it seems that Brother Shen is worthy of the name of Tianjiao. "
Several people praised Shen Han one after another, which made Shen Han feel uncomfortable.
While talking, the Lord of Yelan City walked forward.
"Dear guests, the child Xiaoquan has gone through a battle first and is in a bad state."
The city lord wanted to excuse Quan Youzhi, but Shen Han took a step forward.
"What Yelan City Lord said makes sense, let's let the other talents go on stage first and let Brother Quan practice for a while.
After he regains his composure, I, Shen Han, can immediately compete. "
The city lord originally wanted to borrow some words to boost morale a little.
But now, Shen Han stood up and spoke out.
You are allowed to rest. After you have rested, you can fight again at any time.
Such absolute confidence made the Ye Xuan people present very uncomfortable.
It was just uncomfortable, they could only hold their anger in their stomachs.
After all, Shen Han took action just now, and Quan Youzhi didn't even have the ability to fight back.
Let Shen Han walk over, the tip of the sword pressed between his eyebrows
After hesitating for a moment, Shen Han stepped in front of the city lord's mansion again.
He held a sword in his hand, bright and shining with a sharp light.
On the side of Yelan City Lord, his eyes flashed slightly, and then he waved his hand.
Another young man came up.
His methods are similar to Quan Youzhi's, they both like to use witchcraft and sneaky harassment.
It's just that the methods that worked before won't always work.
Shen Han even used only the sword shadow in his hand to cut off the strange invasion of his witchcraft.
When I walked up to him, the man was still scolding me from below.
Why didn't Quan Youzhi take action? He didn't even make a move to resist.
But now he realized that it wasn't that Quan Youzhi was unwilling to move, but that he couldn't move at all.
His feet felt like they were filled with lead, and he couldn't move a single step.
He could only see the sword pointing at him.
Within ten breaths, Yelanguo failed again.
And the way to lose is exactly the same.
Then there was another person, and it was this way of losing again.
Facing Shen Han, these Ye Xuanguo geniuses seemed to have forgotten how to draw a sword.
Shen Han just stood in front of people indifferently, waiting for the challenge from Ye Xuanguo's geniuses.
The onlookers, who looked proud at first, now looked completely down.
They are not opponents at the same level at all.
"Lord Yelan City, I wonder if Brother Quan has rested well. Can we fight again?"
As he spoke, Quan Youzhi, who was standing at the foot of the steps, trembled.
He is not a fool, how could he not judge his strength?
Just when Ye Xuanguo was feeling lost, a young man slowly walked up the steps.
"They are no match for you, let me do it instead."
He held a long sword in his hand, and its sharpness was at least stronger than Quan Youzhi.
Seeing the young man step on, the surrounding Ye Xuan people looked at him with some curiosity.
Suddenly someone reacted.
"This is the third prince's youngest son, Song Ruizhe.
He has great talent and potential in swordsmanship, and many great masters want to take him as their disciple. "
"I heard that when he was twelve years old, he had already mastered the sword moves of Saint Yelan. Is that true?"
Among the onlookers, some were bragging about him, while others were a little skeptical.
But at this moment, no matter what, the people of Ye Xuan could only look at him.
“I know you are strong, but your sword is far inferior to that man.
I can withstand ten moves in his hands, but I don’t know how many moves you can defeat me. "
The young man said this with a bit of arrogance, but it felt strange when he heard it.
Shen Han just raised his eyes and glanced at him.
From the arrogant look on his body, there was a hint of arrogance, which seemed a bit disgusting.
When the long sword comes out, its power is quite impressive, and it looks like something.
The sword blade was swung out, and a chilly aura rushed straight towards Shen Han.
The sword shadow is held sideways, and the sword body alone can stop this momentum.
A smile appeared on the face of the young man in front of him, and the sword force just now turned into a spiritual invasion of witchcraft.
It seems that Ye Xuanguo's swordsmanship is to integrate witchcraft into it.
This method is much more clever, but all these things are just some tricks.
Its essence is still to use mental power to attack the opponent in the method practiced with the literati.
Compared with the literati's method, witchcraft is a bit weirder and not as decent.
But when it comes to dealing with it, it's a bit weaker than the literati's attack method.
When thoughts arise, they are just a move by the sword of heaven, and they can be easily eliminated.
Then the shadow came up with a sword in hand.
The sword shadow made countless ripples, like the folds of silver-white brocade.
The young man from Ye Xuanguo in front of him tried his best to resist with the long sword in his hand.
Every time he resisted the sword, his teeth clenched tighter.
During the gap in resistance, he could still use several moves to fight back.
It's a pity that it's not very useful when resisting the ninth move.
It was really difficult for him to hold on, he was shot down and fell, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
"A few years older than me, but my strength is only like this"
(End of chapter)
