If no one asked, this last battle would probably be between Lin Qingfeng and Zhang Chen.
"It's interesting!"
"It is said that the two of them have been competing for the title of genius for several years."
"Lin Qingfeng..." Lin Langtian looked at his beloved disciple with a smile on his lips. He didn't take Zhang Chen seriously. Even though his previous battles were brilliant, Zhang Chen had no chance of winning against Lin Qingfeng. !
And these two fateful people also ushered in the decisive battle.
Lin Qingfeng jumped up and landed gracefully on the ring. He and Zhang Chen looked at each other from afar.
At this time, night is approaching, dusk is approaching, and the setting sun is like blood.
Lin Qingfeng's face was calm, and his expression was full of confidence in victory. Zhang Chen's eyes were deep and his expression was gloomy.
Lin Qingfeng smiled and said: "Cousin, I know how much effort you have put in to get to where you are now. You can already become an ordinary disciple, and I don't want to be cruel to my relatives. I will give you a chance to admit defeat. I have opened my pulse now. I have reached the peak, and I have mastered the Lingxiao Sword Technique and Changhong Guanri. The weapon in my hand is still a low-grade spiritual weapon, the Qingfeng Sword. You have no chance with just the Golden Blade Technique and the Jade Pendant, not to mention that your spiritual power has not been fully recovered. Bar."
Zhang Chen's eyes were cold: "You know my trump card quite well, but is it useful to talk so much? If the victory or defeat can be determined solely by the realm and the strength of the skills mastered, then what is the use of fighting between monks? ?”
Lin Qingfeng's expression turned cold, "It seems that my cousin is determined to fight with me?"
In Lin Qingfeng's heart, he didn't want Zhang Chen to really admit defeat. He wanted to beat Zhang Chen and say goodbye completely, but Zhang Chen was Zhang Yue's brother after all. He had to say this out of emotion and reason, and it was considered as a way to maintain it. My generous character has also gained favor among many fellow apprentices and elders.
But now, he breathed a sigh of relief and thought to himself: "This Zhang Chen is really ungrateful."
"Since you insist on this, let's have a competition!" After Lin Qingfeng said this, his spiritual power began to circulate. The Qingfeng Sword in his hand exuded a dazzling light, and a dangerous aura filled the air from him.
"Lingxiao Sword Technique, Changhong Penetrating the Sun, Lin Qingfeng used this move when he came up, leaving no chance for Zhang Chen!" Lin Letian, who had been defeated before, looked tense. He had been defeated by this move before. Ice shield shattered self-confidence.
"But Zhang Chen can block it with his spiritual weapon, the Jade Pendant."
"How many times can he block it? The green jade pendant has been used by Zhang Chen many times before."
Everyone was talking about it.
Lin Qingfeng moved. His spiritual power moved under his feet and he rushed towards Zhang Chen quickly. His steps were erratic, like a long snake. It seemed like it was constantly swinging, but in fact it was extremely fast, instantly closing the distance between the two.
"Mysterious steps, cloud snake steps! How many unique skills does Lin Qingfeng master?" Those who knew this step couldn't help but exclaim, while those who were more thoughtful frowned and secretly noted it in their hearts.
The elders who were watching the battle, including members of the aristocratic families, all believed that Lin Qingfeng would definitely win. As soon as the Cloud Snake Step came out, ordinary people would not be able to catch him. Coupled with Changhong Guanri's fierce killing move, Zhang Chenrao had a chance. The green jade pendant is absolutely irresistible.
Lin Ye sat on the high platform, looking more and more happy. His son was so powerful, and he gained face because of it.
Zhang Chen was terrifyingly calm. Facing Lin Qingfeng's attack, his eyes were fixed on Lin Qingfeng's figure. His expression was iron-clad and he stood still, but the Qingyuan Sword in his hand was slowly rippling with a milky white halo.
suddenly!
Zhang Chen suddenly stood up from the ground and took several steps in succession. He didn't even retreat at all and rushed straight towards Lin Qingfeng.
Lin Qingfeng was startled. He did not expect Zhang Chen to act like this. He quickly mobilized his spiritual power, waved his spiritual sword, and struck Zhang Chen with a move like a rainbow piercing the sun.
Zhang Chen just looked at this move indifferently. At the critical moment, he ducked sideways without even using the jade pendant. A sword energy streaked across the ground behind Zhang Chen, creating a deep crack.
He had an indifferent expression, no roar, no ferocious look on his face, his aura was one of cold determination.
Lin Qingfeng missed a hit and saw Zhang Chen close to him, so he subconsciously stepped back. He kept waving his spirit sword, blasting out sword energy in an attempt to force Zhang Chen back so that he could prepare a killing move again.
Zhang Chen was not afraid, he pressed forward step by step, his body swayed flexibly, and he clearly did not use any spells, but he always avoided Lin Qingfeng's sword energy by a hair's breadth.
"This Zhang Chen, does he want his life?" Lin Letian couldn't help but exclaimed as everyone in the audience was frightened.
"Such a fight is like putting life and death at risk!" Mi Ziyan sat on the high platform and couldn't help but lose her voice.
When Zhang Yue saw such a fighting situation, her beautiful eyes flashed with strange colors. She could not imagine that her brother was so "crazy"!
"What a madman!" Lin Ye couldn't help but wipe his sweat, thinking that Zhang Chen was almost the same as his father.
Ling Sisi and Mo Wanqing also looked at the scene in front of them in disbelief.
The spectators all held their breath and watched the battle on the ring.
The sword energy passed by Zhang Chen, and even a layer of sunset light was reflected on Zhang Chen's face. His expression never changed, as indifferent as ever. Every time, he dodged Lin Qingfeng's sword dangerously and calmly. gas.
Everyone present secretly lamented Zhang Chen's fighting talent, which was simply miraculous.
On the viewing platform, Lin Langtian, including the elders, even the heads of the family and people from the other two sects, all looked solemn.
Lin Letian, Zhang Yue and others opened their mouths wide, watching in shock as Zhang Chen dodged every sword energy inconceivably, while Zhang Chen didn't even use his spiritual power to activate any footwork!
How on earth did he do it? Countless people have a big question mark in their minds about Zhang Chen.
Zhang Chen lowered his eyes slightly and sneered in his heart, "How can three hundred years of combat experience be matched by a disciple who has been taught by a Guihai Realm monk for less than a year?"
In Zhang Chen's eyes, Lin Qingfeng, no matter how good his skills are, how powerful his killing moves he has mastered, or how exquisite his footwork he has learned, he is as shallow as a mountain stream, no matter how it flows, no matter what direction it is. Whenever there is a change, he can see clearly where the flow is going.
Every time he swings his long sword, there is a process. After swinging, the sword energy will follow. It is conceivable that as long as you can see through his sword moves, you will not be afraid of his Lingxiao sword energy.
In Zhang Chen's eyes, the frequency of Lin Qingfeng's shoulders shaking, the direction in which his arms were waving, the turning of his wrists, and the moving of his steps were all conveying a large amount of information without any concealment at all times.
Zhang Chen could see through every attack, retreat, and dodge he made, and even through the expression on his face, Zhang Chen could even guess what he was thinking.
Lin Qingfeng couldn't maintain his calm expression anymore. His mind went blank now and his expression became ferocious, "Why, why didn't I hit, why, why I still can't keep the distance! I have no chance to use Changhong Guanri again!" If this continues! I will lose!"
His heart was roaring crazily, and he felt "sweating" at the moment.
Zhang Chen, with his calmness and calmness, seemed to be a monster that could devour people, covering his sight like a behemoth.
The panic made him unstable. Every time Zhang Chen approached, it made him nervous and breathless. He couldn't even think about anything else.
This is the gap in experience, this is the difference in the real background of both parties!
