Ling Jie didn't mind Xiao Yi's interruption, but nodded in satisfaction, "Yes."

"I feel right, you are an opponent worthy of my sword."

"Come on, my giant sword is good at attacking, so I will give it to you first."

Xiao Yi shook his head, "The giant sword is also good at guarding, come on."

"If you can influence the outcome of this competition just by first hand or not, then you and my swordsmanship will be too infamous."

Ling Jie nodded, "Okay, interesting."

tread…

Ling Jie's footsteps moved instantly.

Everyone closely watched the battle on the stage.

But almost everyone thought that Yi Xiao wouldn't be defeated with a single sword, right?

"Here." Xiao Yi's heart moved.

Just a moment when Ling Jie made his move, he could conclude that Ling Jie's kendo attainments and Luo Feng were completely different.

For him, this battle will be an absolute bitter battle.

Ling Jie attacked with a sword.

This is a sword with no flaws.

Xiao Yi's figure also moved, the sword from the previous battle with Luo Feng was still in his hand.

The sword pointed straight.

As before, the direction and angle of his sword meant that the sword had no flaws.

However, what was different from the previous one was that the point of his sword was Luo Feng's flaw in an instant, leaving De Luo Feng incapable of attacking, so he could only pause and find another offensive.

At this time, the sword attacked by Ling Jie had no flaws, and even Xiao Yi could not find a flaw.

So all he can do is his own defensive sword, and there is no flaw.

Offensive and defensive, there are no other flaws, they can only be tied.

This is Xiao Yi's first thought and judgment.

The outcome afterwards depends on who reveals the flaw first.

But at the same time, Ling Jie's mouth was grinning.

A bad idea suddenly surged in Xiao Yi's heart, but he didn't know where it came from.

Lingjie’s sword is here.

Xiao Yi's sword also pointed out that his sword, logically speaking, should be enough to block Lingjie's offensive.

But Ling Jie's sword never stopped.

Xiao Yi frowned instantly.

It is impossible for Ling Jie to fail to judge that his sword could only return without success, but he still wants to do it. What is his intention?

Their fighting at this level is already at the point where every move can be divided into wins and losses, and the difference between each other's victory and defeat is only the slightest difference.

Cang...

A clang.

Ling Jie's sword was blocked by Xiao Yi's sword.

In the next instant, Xiao Yi's heart was shocked.

He suddenly understood.

It is block.

Xiao Yi's sword was worthy of being scored by the Obsidian Sword, and the Obsidian Sword came straight from his throat.

Xiao Yi was stunned in an instant, but also startled.

There was no flaw in his defense sword, so Ling Jie created flaws.

Lingjie's black glasses are huge swords, powerful and heavy, very good at parrying, or perhaps deceiving other weapons.

As Ling Jie created flaws, Xiao Yi could naturally mend the flaws.

The sword in his hand, wiping the body of the obsidian sword, returned quickly.

His sword can definitely be blocked instantly before the Obsidian Sword reaches his throat.

But at the same moment, Xiao Yi was already shocked.

At this time, the Obsidian Sword was only two points away from his throat.

And his own sword was back blocking, with three points left.

In other words, there is a point difference.

"Damn it, it's too late." Xiao Yi was shocked, and he could only make up for the remaining points.

The figure slammed sideways, avoiding the sword.

But with a sword falling to the wind, for this level of competition, there is never the possibility of turning over.

Sure enough, the Obsidian Sword also moved horizontally at the same time, chasing after it.

锵锵锵...

In the air, there are several sounds of clanging.

Xiao Yi's figure retreated a few steps in a few chic movements.

It seems that the action is chic, but in fact he knows how embarrassed he is to retreat.

The guests in the martial arts stage may not be able to see where they are, and I don't know how many times the short-term confrontation between the two is a matter of victory or defeat.

But the two on the competition stage knew each other very well.

Xiao Yi glanced at his palm, there was already a bruise there.

The sword just now, when he fell under the wind, there was no other way to reverse it, and he could only rely on one hand to block the sword to fight for this opportunity to retreat.

Ling Jie stopped the attack.

The two are only a few meters apart.

"It's good to be able to forcibly win a bit of life under my sword." Ling Jie nodded.

Xiao Yi shook the painful palm and stared coldly, "Your sword is stronger than mine."

Upon hearing this, Ling Jie frowned, "I hate excuses."

"My Obsidian Sword, although it has surpassed the benefits of the Great Sword."

"But it's weaker than your sword.

"You should be very clear, if my sword is not without edge, then your palm has been broken at this moment."

"I know." Xiao Yi nodded indifferently.

Ordinary people’s comparisons, even if they don’t count the difference in swordsmanship, naturally the one holding the big sword in his hand will have an advantage over the ‘small sword’.

But the lack of front of this great sword actually made up for this advantage.

Xiao Yi said indifferently, "I mean, I also made a request, is it feasible?"

Make another request?

The guests from all sides were suddenly noisy.

"What tricks is this kid playing?"

"With this Lingjie, does he still have a chance of winning?"

On the stage.

Ling Jie's face was already cold, "The weak only need excuses."

Xiao Yi said coldly, "I only ask if you can do it."

Ling Jie frowned, but nodded, "Yes."

Xiao Yi turned around and turned his back to Ling Jie.

Leaving the fragile back to the opponent is undoubtedly an act of seeking death.

But the two people on the stage will not have any shameless act of sneak attack.

Xiao Yi turned around and walked towards the weapon rack.

The sword in his hand that had previously fought against Luo Feng had already been put back, and then carefully selected.

Ling Jie frowned.

All guests are also puzzled.

This Yi Xiao, want to choose another weapon?

Xiao Yi went back and forth on the weapon rack for a while, and for a while, he chose another sword from the weapon rack.

This is also just an ordinary soldier.

It's just that this sword is wider and longer than the previous one.

Ling Jie frowned, "Do you want to take the giant sword to bridge the gap between my obsidian sword and the giant sword?"

"No." Xiao Yi shook his head, "I will step down for a while, is it feasible?"

Ling Jie frowned, "It's up to you."

Holding a sword in one hand, Xiao Yi suddenly jumped off the competition platform.

Freed from the ban on the competition stage, the strength of the body was restored instantly.

Whoosh...

Xiao Bai flashed over, showing concern and worry, "Brother Yi, don't fight."

"I, Xiao Bai, have you as a brother in this life, and I have no regrets."

"My mother also accepts your love."

"But fighting this Lingjie is too dangerous..."

Xiao Yi patted Xiao Bai on the shoulder and chuckled, "Don't worry."

Words fall.

Boom...A flame condensed in his hands suddenly.

Even though it was just a ball of flame condensed in his hand, the amazing breath still horrified all the guests present.

Until this time, everyone suddenly reacted, and remembered that this kendo evildoer who has been invincible on the martial arts stage is himself a fire-control evildoer, Ziyan...Yi Xiao!

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