Yun Jinyi nodded silently. It was her turn to fight the woman named Wang Jing in the next round. She slowly walked towards the ring.
At this time, Wang Jing was already waiting on the ring. She pretended to show a false smile to Yun Jinyi, "Sister Yiyi, you are so awesome."
"How old are you?"
"Ah?" Yun Jinyi's sudden question made Wang Jing stunned. Why was she asking this?
"Thirteen."
"Then I should call you sister, sister Wang Jing~" Yun Jinyi showed a cute smile and shouted to Wang Jing.
Wang Jing's face gradually turned livid, and she looked at Yun Jinyi with a knife hidden in her eyes.
"Let's start." The teacher on the side now said in time.
"Ha, sister Yiyi, be careful." Wang Jing stopped pretending at this time and mocked Yun Jinyi.
She summoned her sword, and only then did Yun Jinyi see her sword clearly. It was a jet black long sword, with a cold sword intent flashing under the sunlight. There were several complicated inscriptions carved on the hilt. Ancient prose, very mysterious.
"Is this the Black Soul Sword?"
"Is he the third Mo Hun on the sword list?"
As soon as Wang Jing's sword appeared, the sharp-eyed students in the audience noticed the sword.
The sword ranking is a ranking of swords from the Three Kingdoms and Two Domains. The first one is Jinghong, the second is Jiangyun, and the third is Mohun.
Yun Jinyi also took out Jinghong. The moment Jinghong came out, the exclamations from the audience became even more enthusiastic.
"Oh my God, that must be Jinghong who is number one on the sword list!"
"I am so lucky to see three swords on the sword list in one day."
"I remember the other one is at Ling Ming's."
The moment Mohun came out, Yun Jinyi noticed Jinghong's restlessness. It seemed to be excited and belligerent, and did not feel suppressed.
On the other hand, Mo Hun didn't seem to be as powerful as he was against Gu Zeyang.
Yun Jin raised her lips and smiled, then rushed towards Wang Jing with Jinghong, "Sister Wang Jing, you've got it, Yaoyang!"
With a move of 'Yao Yang', the sword body glowed with cold light, and a majestic momentum instantly enveloped Wang Jing. Wang Jing felt stiff all over and did not dare to move at all. She used all her strength to resist, but was still blocked. Jinghong took a few steps back.
"Damn it!" Wang Jing's eyes became more and more fierce. She picked up Mo Hun and stabbed Yun Jin with all her strength, "Netherworld!"
Yun Jin ducked aside, and Jinghong slammed into Wang Jing violently. Wang Jing was forced to quickly withdraw the body of Mohun, and at the same time, she kicked off her feet and quickly retreated a few meters away.
"Sister Wang Jing, do you want to continue the fight?" Yun Jin raised his eyebrows and showed a sarcastic smile.
"Hmph, I will never admit defeat!" Wang Jing gritted her teeth and looked at Yun Jinyi.
She will not lose to this Yun Jinyi!
"Oh? Shall I continue then?" Yun Jin raised Jinghong and walked slowly towards Wang Jing.
Two words came out gently from Yun Jinyi's lips, "Zhanri."
"You..." Wang Jing stared at Yun Jinyi with wide eyes. She knew that her ink soul could not stop Yun Jinyi's surprise this time.
Wang Jing received a blow on the shoulder, fell to the ground, spit out a mouthful of blood, and then passed out.
As soon as Yun Jin withdrew Jing Hong, she turned around and jumped off the ring. She knew that she had won. This Wang Jing was only slightly better because of the suppression effect of her sword on Ze Yang.
In Yun Jinyi, Mo Hun's suppression no longer existed, and she was even suppressed by Jinghong, so how could she lose.
Ling Ming, who was watching from the audience, seemed to be more interested in Yun Jinyi. She was very strong! Qualified to be his opponent.
"Wow! Yiyi, your Jinghong is so handsome." Gu Zeyang surrounded Yun Jinyi with an expression of admiration.
"Junior sister, please sit down and rest. There will be the last round soon." Senior Brother Su Chucheng pointed to the seat next to him and asked Yun Jin to sit down.
Yun Jinyi was a little tired after two consecutive rounds of sword fighting, so he sat down to adjust his breathing.
Shangguan Fuchen kept his eyes on Yun Jinyi, and felt a little distressed when he saw that she was a little tired.
Half an hour later.
"The final round of the swordsmanship track is about to begin. Yun Jin from Yanbei College will fight against Ling Ming from Yucheng College. Students are invited to come on stage." The teacher's cold voice sounded.
Yun Jinyi slowly walked onto the ring, followed by Ling Ming.
Yun Jin was dressed in light blue clothes, and her black and bright hair was pulled into a bun and inserted into a green hairpin.
Ling Ming, on the other hand, was wearing moon-white clothes, with a tall and tall figure and an extraordinary handsome appearance. When the two of them stood on the ring, they actually had their own merits.
People in the audience couldn't help but comment, "Mr. Ling and Miss Yun are so beautiful.
Yun Jinyi is wearing a light purple gauze dress, and her black and bright hair is scattered smoothly on her shoulders.
Ling Ming, on the other hand, was wearing a moon-white robe, with a tall and tall figure and an extraordinary handsome appearance. When the two of them stood on the ring, they actually had their own merits.
People in the audience couldn't help but started talking, "Ling Ming and Yun Jinyi are a good match!"
After hearing this, Shangguan Fuchen and Wang Jing immediately looked at each other with murderous eyes. The man touched his cold arms and wondered why it suddenly became colder today.
When Yun Jin heard the discussion in the audience, her brows tightened and she raised her eyes to look at Ling Ming, "Yun Jinyi from Yanbei College."
"Ling Ming of Yucheng College."
"Let's get started, stop talking nonsense." Yun Jin pulled out Jinghong and swung it towards Ling Ming.
"Yaoyang!"
Ling Ming dodged and passed by. Yun Jinyi was extremely fast, but Ling Ming seemed to be not bad either. The two fought dozens of times, but neither one fell behind.
An appreciative smile appeared on Yun Jinyi's face, and a strong fighting spirit burst out in his eyes, "You are very strong!"
"You too, come again!" A smile appeared on Ling Ming's lips, and he waved Jiang Yun in his hand and rushed towards Yun Jinyi.
"Liuyun!"
"Jinghong!"
This is the fifth form of the Jinghong sword technique, which is extremely powerful. With Yun Jinyi's current strength, it is a bit difficult to perform Jinghong.
"throat!"
The two long swords collided together, making a huge noise. The powerful force made the surrounding air freeze, as if it was difficult to even breathe.
"Pfft!" The two of them fell to the ground one after another, Ling Ming spat out a mouthful of blood, and Yun Jinyi covered his chest with a look of pain on his face.
She stood up slowly, the Jinghong in her hand flashed with white light. She had to admit that Ling Ming was very strong. She was now feeling a little uncomfortable with her blood boiling, but Ling Ming was even more serious than her.
"Accepted."
"It's okay, it's just that my skills are inferior to others." A carefree smile appeared on Ling Ming's lips, but Yun Jinyi looked at him differently. He seemed to be a good person.
Yun Jinyi slowly walked off the stage, and a mouthful of blood spurted out the moment he stepped off the stage.
"all!"
Shangguan Fuchen and Yun Tianlin instantly rushed to Yun Jinyi's side. After all, Shangguan Fuchen was one step faster. He gently lifted Yun Jinyi up and hugged him into his arms. He held the pill in his hand and stuffed it into Yun Jinyi's mouth. , the distress in his eyes almost overflowed.
