The Sword Dynasty
290 My Brother
Hearing this answer from Minshan Jianzong practitioner, Xu Lianhua sneered unkindly: "How do you prove that you are only drawing at random, not deliberately? Who knows if you have any selfishness?"
Xu Lianhua's problem is extremely sharp, even with a malicious accusation. Ordinary candidates may not dare to speak out of this idea. However, Xu Lianhua's father is one of the thirteen princes of the Great Qin Dynasty. He has enough identity and courage to say such things.
Thinking of the previous encounters between He Shan, the masters of the practice areas who did not know the Minshan Jianzong practitioner in the field expressed some coolness in their hearts, and looked carefully at how this Minshan Jianzong practitioner would answer, but this Minshan Jianzong's practitioners did not care at all, and said indifferently: "I myself prove it."
"yourself?"
Xu Lianhua slightly mocked: "How to prove."
The practitioner of Minshan Jianzong slightly raised his head and said, "Because it is Lin Suixin, I have been doing things as I please, and I will never be controlled by anyone, not even Baili Suxue."
The name of Minshan Jianzong still does not have any obvious emotional color, and the tone of speech is still very casual, but when he heard his name, there was a cry of excitement.
This exclamation was even louder than when Ding Ning defeated Zhou Wannian with a sword before.
"you…"
Pride like Xu Lianhua was completely dumbfounded. He stared at the Mingshan Jianzong practitioner with shocking eyes. He could only say a word, but he used the honorific.
"In the previous few levels, there are also characters like Uncle Geng Blade and Uncle Qingyao Yin. This last sword test is about the final promotion. How do these people think that Uncle Lin will be better than Uncle Geng Blade? Ordinary characters?"
Looking at the hard-to-shock candidates and the teachers in each practice area, Jing Liuli sneered a little contemptuously, but even her own eyes looked at the Minshan Jianzong practitioner. Be more respectful when wearing Geng Jian and others.
"You should now understand that I will not be influenced by others, and it is even less likely that I will deliberately embarrass your side because of some external factors?" Looking at the speechless Xu Lianhua, the Minshan Jianzong practitioner was bland. Said.
Xu Lianhua returned to God, paid a respect with real respect, and shivered: "I have no objection."
"I can't think of him as Senior Lin Suixin."
Du Gubai looked at the practitioner who didn't care about Xu Lianhua's reaction and lowered his head casually to look at the scroll in his hand. He couldn't help but whispered, "In fact, this sword will... just look at these legends Of people are already worth it."
Minshan Jianzong and Lingxu Jianmen are undoubtedly the strongest practitioners in the world. This kind of strength is not only because of one or two particularly powerful practitioners, but also because there are many powerful practitioners, and even many For legendary practitioners.
Among the many cultivators who can be called legends in Minshan Jianzong, Lin Suixin is the only one who can even ignore Baili Suxue's ideas.
Because he was the brother of Baili Suxue, and he was the master of the head, and he was the heir of the suzerain appointed by the previous suzerain, but because he was too casual, he quickly gave up the suzerain to Baili Suxue.
Even his practice is too casual, and all of his practice depends on his mood, and he does not pursue the realm at all.
Therefore, in some rumors, he is a practitioner who is very likely to go straight to the Eight Realms just like the Emperor Yuanwu. It is only because he does not pursue the realm of cultivation, so now only Emperor Yuanwu has reached the Eight Realms alone.
There are many stories about his randomness. Because of his randomness, he can chase a group of powerful thieves into the desert for an irrelevant practitioner, even the strength of those thieves is above him.Because of his casual nature, he refused the invitations and requests of countless dignitaries, even when the former suzerain of Minshan Jianzong and the current Baili Suxue asked him to shoot, he once refused.
A person's character is not in the performance of a certain thing, but in the manifestation of many choices related to life and death. No one will doubt that Lin Suixin will succumb to the wishes of some people. Everyone even understands, Lin Suixin will appear in the final stage of this sword club, only because of his own interest.
Since no one has any objections, Zhang Yi's test against Xia Song will naturally begin.
"No mother-in-law."
Ding Ning looked at Zhang Yi, but he was clearly a younger brother but said seriously, "You have to understand that when facing such an opponent, even if you really want to kill each other, you can't kill it."
Thinking of being a brother but still having trouble, Zhang Yi nodded somewhat shamefully.
"When hesitating, think about Master Xue Dong." Ding Ning also nodded, and then added this sentence.
Zhang Yi froze, slightly lowered his head.
"I see, younger brother."
He said this in a low voice, and then turned away.
Generally, only when the mood fluctuates sharply, Zhang Yi will habitually call wrong and call Ding Ning as the younger brother.
"Zhang Yi's mother-in-law came from being too generous and kind." Looking at Zhang Yi's back, Xu Lianhua turned his head to look at Ding Ning, and without evading his own opinion, he said to Ding Ning slightly, "You are at this time Lord Tixue Dong is no different than forcing him to work hard."
"I understand your idea."
Ding Ning looked at Xu Lianhua, who was also cold in his face, and said calmly: "You think he is under the circumstances of Xia Song, because I mentioned him to Lord Xue Xue, he would not easily admit defeat, so he might I will fight and even throw my life away. You care so much because you are his real friend, but don’t forget that he is my brother. The old man is no longer here, he and Shen Yi are my closest relatives in Baiyangdong Dear relatives, I care more about their safety than you."
"I know my brother better than you."
After a slight pause, Ding Ning turned to look at Zhang Yi, who had entered the venue, and said softly and seriously: "He is definitely stronger than all of you think."
There is an unspeakable calming power in Ding Ning's words. Xu Lianhua calmed down, frowned slightly, and said, "You mean that he might win Xia Song?"
"In a real battle, it is not just cultivation that plays a decisive role, but also many factors, such as wisdom. My brother is far more intelligent than most people." Ding Ning nodded and said.
Xu Lianhua fell silent.
He thought he was still seriously injured in the sea of thorns with his own cultivation practices, but Zhang Yi walked out with all his hair unscathed, so he thought Ding Ning was right.
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At the other end of the shed, none of the candidates were optimistic about Zhang Yi.
Even if they saw Zhang Yi's performance in the sea of thorns, they would still think that Zhang Yi would definitely lose.
Those who compile the Talents Book must be well-informed, very priests who have a good sense of practice, and have a very high vision, so almost all practitioners in Changling recognize the authority of the Talents Book.
Zhang Yi didn't even enter the top 50 of the talent list, but Xia Song ranked 11th.
Zhang Yi has been practicing at the Baiyang Cave. The Baiyang Cave can only be regarded as the third-class ancestral gate in the whole Changling, so Xue Wangxu will be even more shocking when he shows the Seven Realms.Xia Song is a student of Zhitian Sword Field. Zhitian Sword Field is only inferior to the two super-sects of Minshan Jianzong and Lingxu Jianmen in Changling, but it is definitely a strong practice place that follows. One.
Xia Song was already enlightened at the Tianxiu Academy in Zhitian Jianchang in the spring of last year and entered the four realms, but Zhang Yi was still in the three realms.
Xia Song thinks so too.
So looking at Zhang Yi with his head hanging down to the opposite side, this powerful black-shirted young man raised his eyebrows slightly, but placed his right hand on the shank on the waist, and nodded to Zhang Yi, saying, "You shot. "
Zhang Yi bowed slightly as a gift, holding the long sword of Zhao Jianlu burning inside with flames across his chest, but said: "Brother Xia first please."
Xia Song stunned slightly, "You let me go first?"
Zhang Yi sincerely said: "Xia Xiong just played one battle more than me, and I naturally have some advantages."
Listening to Zhang Yi's answer, Xia Song's mouth slowly revealed an imperceptible slightly mocking look.
In his view, from the beginning of the sword meeting, Xue Wangxue died, Ding Ning showed an attitude of not bowing his head, this sword meeting will have a bloody meaning to everyone in Baiyangdong, but Zhang Yi still behaves like this at the moment, It is also exactly as rumored, too pedantic and docile.
Such opponents naturally let him be contemptuous.
"In that case, then please."
He didn't quit anymore, his right hand slowly fell on the yellowish hilt, and then the sword.
With a loud noise, a straight sword gas was cut straight forward as it was, and it was divided into three strands in a moment, still straight forward and tangential to Zhang Yi.
This is a very common three-point sword style. The reason why he has such a sword style is that he doesn’t want to take advantage of Zhang Yi’s. Second, it’s a very stable sword style. Next, he only needs a very steady victory.
Zhang Yi looked up.
Facing the three sword energies coming head-on, he chose to leap upward.
Two waves of gas rushed out from under his feet, his whole person jumped high, and the burning sword in his hand also waved forward.
Wetness rose from high above.
Feeling the smell of moist water vapor, Xia Song was still in place, but the mocking smile at the corner of his mouth was more obvious.
The sword in his hand thrust upward obliquely, and with the slight movement of his wrist, a blurred light curtain emanated from his sword.
Knowing oneself and knowing the other is not a battle.
He heard of Zhang Yi's shot in Wutong, and he knew that Zhang Yi had a strong sword in Zhoujiamo Garden. There will be countless sharp rain lines falling from the sky, covering a very wide range.
However, since it was rain, he only needed an umbrella.
There is a strong "Luotian umbrella" sword in the Zhitian sword field.
The blurred light curtain stretched upward, like an unusually gorgeous umbrella.
However, the umbrella has been prepared, but the rain has not fallen.
Shui Yi condensed in front of Zhang Yi who jumped up, and suddenly made a wailing sound.
A crystal-clear water flow at a terrifying speed, with Zhang Yi waving his sword, just like a dragon twisting and tumbling in the air, heading hard against Xia Song.
Xia Song's eyes flashed countless shocks.
His breathing stopped, and the sword was pressed down.
Peng's loud noise, the light curtain obliquely down and the crystal water violently hit together, bursting out an amazing burst of water.
His response has been extremely fast, but the sword has been exhausted.
However, Zhang Yi's sword was not yet exhausted.
At this moment, his hair was dancing like countless fine snakes. He tried his best to control the speed of the true element surge in his body on the most dangerous edge, and injected it into the sword body as fast as possible.
A huge bang rang without stopping.
A wave of fire spewed from his sword, burning countless scattered water droplets, instantly burning these water droplets into a mist containing powerful heat, and photographed before Xia Song.
The breath of all the candidates watching the battle has stopped.
Even the candidates across a long distance felt the oncoming heat wave.
Everyone is sure that Xia Song is too late, and it is impossible to completely get out of the scope of the mist.
Xu Lianhua was also completely stunned, and he did not expect Zhang Yi to have such a change, and could launch such a fierce blow.
"One can reverse the third, this is my brother." Ding Ning stared calmly at the scorching wave, but at this moment, said softly.