Chapter 2440 To You? Do You Need It?

Lou Qianxue felt the curious and fiery gazes of the crowd, her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and her delicate and beautiful face instantly turned cold.

The battle on the stage continued.

Yun Huan and Shi Mengyang had been following Lou Qianxue before, and there was a deep friendship between Yun Huan and Shi Mengyang. Now, Ling Aoyu swept Shi Mengyang down, and Yun Huan was naturally unhappy.

In fact, after seeing Ling Aoyu defeat Shi Mengyang, the third swordsman Xie Ting also had an emotion in his eyes.

He seemed to not have let Ling Aoyu go before.

It was just that the swordsmanship was up to him, and he was impressed by the other party's swordsmanship, so he let him go.

But Shi Mengyang's resignation made him never want to let go of the prodigy who was defeated by him again.

Yun Huan walked out of the crowd and looked at Ling Aoyu: "Do you want to wait for you to recover?"

Those who could stay until the end of the Four Continents Martial Arts Exchange Conference were all extremely proud prodigies, and no one wanted to win unfairly.

"To you? Is it necessary?"

Ling Aoyu's eyebrows slightly raised. He had seen Yun Huan's previous battles, and they just used inscriptions.

He valued opponents like Xie Ting and Shi Mengyang because they were both good at using swords.

And a person who relied on inscriptions, in his opinion, was almost useless.

After all——

Which strong man at the peak of the martial emperor would watch someone with a lower cultivation level than himself slowly carving inscriptions on the side?

He would definitely defeat the other party before he carved a useful inscription!

Ling Aoyu has such confidence!

"So, you don't need to rest?" Yun Huan's face was very calm, and he said slowly: "Then, let's fight."

"You will be the second person I swept off the stage."

Ling Aoyu said proudly.

In this world, the only people who can make him look at others differently are warriors as powerful as him, or sword cultivators, or people with a long reputation!

Yun Huan is not a strong man with the same or stronger cultivation level as him, not a sword cultivator, nor one of the strong men on the Potential Dragon List, so naturally he can't look at him differently.

"We'll wait and see."

Yun Huan had seen Ling Aoyu fight twice and was very familiar with his fighting style.

As soon as Ling Aoyu finished speaking, he raised his finger, and dots of light floated in the air. In the blink of an eye, a pattern was formed...

At the same time.

The martial arts arena became dark again.

Ling Aoyu launched the Shadow Sword again!

But this time, a beam of white light illuminated the entire dark space!

"He can actually draw patterns out of thin air in such a short time?"

"So strong!"

"Monster, really a monster!!!"

"What kind of existence are these people from Tianxuan Sect?"

Ling Aoyu also changed his face at the first moment.

He had never met such a pattern master who didn't even need to prepare time and drew patterns directly.

His expression became solemn in an instant, and the contempt he had for Yun Huan before disappeared completely in the blink of an eye.

Yun Huan was dressed in white, handsome and gentle. As his fingers danced, patterns were carved...

Swish!

Almost instantly, the ground cracked, and Ling Ao Yu's body fell. He quickly flew up on his sword, but...

Swish!

Countless vines stretched out from the cracks in the ground, densely entangled the sword under his feet and himself, dragging him down fiercely.

Ling Ao Yu quickly released his sword energy, trying to break free^

But...

Boom!

The crack in the ground that had originally cracked quickly closed, forming a cage of land, trapping Ling Ao Yu tightly inside!