Chapter 1120: Use Your Sword to Destroy Your Swordsmanship!

"Eight representatives, do you have anything else to say?"

The Lord of Jingrui City looked at the eight representatives sitting on the chairs. Before the conference begins, it is always necessary to ask the representatives of the Seed Academy for their opinions. This is a rule. Whether it is held in Jingcheng or not, it needs to be asked.

However, generally no representative will raise some contrary opinions. After all, it is necessary to give enough face to the host. As the same God Ancestor, face is the most important.

However, there are exceptions.

"Brother Jing, how about we use swords to help liven up the atmosphere before the conference begins?"

This is not an opinion, but a request, and it is a bit excessive. Today's schedule was arranged by Lord Jingrui City, and now it is required to use swords to liven up the atmosphere, which will naturally make Lord Jingrui unhappy.

He raised his head and glanced at Jianzu, the dean of Jianzu Academy. He saw that Jianzu had a very strong smile on his face at this moment. He seemed harmless, but he had been thinking for a long time. This was a conspiracy, and it was also a good opportunity for the disciples of Jianzu Academy to become famous.

Kendo is already a very simple thing for the disciples of Jianzu Academy, not to mention using swords to liven up the atmosphere. For the disciples of Jianzu Academy, there is no problem.

"How do you want to cheer? Do it alone? Or do you want to fight?" City Lord Jingrui's state of mind was not flawed, so he could tolerate this very inappropriate condition, because in order for the college conference to proceed smoothly, sometimes small episodes must be accepted in order to complete the conference well.

After listening to City Lord Jingrui's question, Jianzu glanced at the disciples of Jianzu Academy in a corner of the arena. He saw a young man wearing a blue loose coat holding a heavy sword in his hand. The heavy sword was wrapped with a sword belt. It was unknown whether he was afraid that others would see the sharpness of the sword or was deliberately mysterious.

"Jianxuan, come and meet the elders."

Jianzu pointed to the other five God Ancestors sitting on the chairs with his fingers. Only Bai Nu and Lin Feng did not point to them. Obviously, he told Jianxuan indirectly that although these two people were sitting on the chairs, they were not qualified.

Lin Feng and Bai Nu both raised their eyebrows. Bai Nu saw Lin Feng's gaze, and Lin Feng also looked at Bai Nu. After their eyes intertwined, Lin Feng calmly withdrew his gaze, but Bai Nu's mouth corners showed a slight arc.

"Jian Xuan, meet the five seniors."

"Meet the Lord of the City."

The blue-clothed disciple held the heavy sword and bowed to the five representatives of the God Ancestors and the Lord of the City of Jingrui as a courtesy.

Jingrui ignored Jian Xuan. The realm of the sixth level of the God Emperor was already ignored in his eyes. He could easily kill a strong man of the eighth level of the God Emperor, not to mention a disciple of the sixth level of the God Emperor.

"Jian Zu, what do you think?" The Lord of the City of Jingrui asked Jian Zu, not knowing what he wanted to do with his academy disciples at this time. Is he playing with swords alone? This is simply outrageous.

A day will pass quickly. The academy's conference will be held for two consecutive days. On this day, eight teams will be selected to advance to the semi-finals, and the top three will be directly selected tomorrow.

So time is relatively tight. He has deliberately arranged what needs to be done at each time. Now Jian Zu's intention has disrupted his original plan. The Lord of the City of Jingrui is naturally angry.

"I think, Jian Xuan and one person will compete with each other, and the meeting will start immediately after the winner is announced, how about it?" Jian Zu laughed coldly, with a lot of coldness on his face. This time, in front of tens of thousands of people, Jing Rui City Lord will not refuse.

Indeed, Jing Rui could not meet Jian Zu's request, after all, he had acquiesced to the sword fight.

"Give five minutes, five minutes later, regardless of whether the winner is determined, the meeting must begin." Jing Rui agreed to this request under embarrassment, but there was only five minutes.

Jian Zu smiled brightly on his face, nodded lightly and said: "No problem, five minutes is enough for Jian Xuan to prove himself."

"Jian Xuan, choose an opponent, and after obtaining his consent, let's fight with swords." Jian Zu smiled lightly, and then glanced at Lin Feng on the side. ,

The meaning is already very clear, that is, Jian Xuan wants Lin Feng to knock him down from his seat, so as to humiliate the face of Xingyun Academy in public. He doesn't know what Xingyun Academy is, nor does he know when this academy existed, but such a representative is not qualified to sit side by side with him.

Someone needs to beat him down, and none of them can do this, using the power of the God Ancestor to bully the God Emperor Realm, but Jian Xuan can. This time, the sword fight has a legitimate reason and is a match of equal level.

Jian Xuan understood what his master meant. He also followed Jian Zu's gaze to look at Lin Feng. The corners of his mouth could not help but show a teasing and playful arc. He never looked down on Lin Feng from the beginning to the end. Now that he has the opportunity to fight with swords, he will not miss such an opportunity.

Lin Feng did not think that Jian Zu's spearhead would eventually point to himself, which was simply unexpected, because he did not expect that he had never provoked Jian Zu, let alone met Jian Zu, and had no contact with the disciples of Jian Zu Academy.

So now Jian Zu wants Jian Xuan to teach him a lesson, which means he is a person who takes the initiative to provoke, and for such people, Lin Feng generally will not let the other party end well.

"Representative of Xingyun Academy, do you agree to fight with me to help everyone?"

Finally, under the eager anticipation of many people, Jian Xuan selected an opponent, and this opponent also shocked countless people.

The representative of one of the seed academies, Jian Xuan actually chose a representative of the seed academy to challenge Lin Feng.

Things were getting more and more lively. Not only did outsiders decide this, but Lin Feng himself also felt that things were getting interesting. Jian Xuan challenged himself to a sword fight.

The four emperors and businessmen stood in the corner, looking at the scene in the ring from a distance, a little anxious and nervous. What would happen if Lin Feng lost the sword fight? Isn't it very embarrassing? I'm afraid no one will take Nebula Academy seriously in the subsequent competitions.

But then again, once Lin Feng wins the game, it will be equivalent to offending the Sword Ancestor Academy. The Sword Ancestor Academy is a third-class force with three or four divine ancestors, not just the Sword Ancestor.

Therefore, Lin Feng was faced with a dilemma both internally and externally. It was neither an agreement nor a refusal.

Lin Feng glanced at Jian Xuan's domineering gaze. When he looked at him, he looked at him with a completely indifferent attitude, not taking him seriously at all.

Indeed, considering his current level of the fifth level of the God Emperor, it is difficult for him to be taken seriously by others, let alone the fact that the other party's Sword Xuan is already at the sixth level of the God Emperor.

"What? You don't want to accept a sword fight?"

When Jian Xuan saw that Lin Feng didn't answer, he couldn't help but show a hint of ridicule and humiliation on his face. It seemed that he was deliberately irritating Lin Feng.

But if Lin Feng was angered by him like this, he would be calling himself a genius in vain.

"Sword fighting should be something to add to the fun. What if I win? What if you win?"

"There are no such rules, and you just want to invite me to a sword fight, little brother Jianxuan, haha, where do you get your confidence?"

After Jianxuan's ridicule, Lin Feng finally said his first words on the stage, and it was this first sentence that made many people feel the difference in Lin Feng.

And although this sentence was plain, it was full of gunpowder. Lin Feng simply directly humiliated Jianxuan's IQ and improved his own status. Calling him his little brother was enough to express everything.

Jian Xuan was originally in a good mood, especially because he was able to provoke a representative of the Seed Academy, but Lin Feng's direct and strong counterattack with these two words left him only angry, but he didn't know how to refute.

"Hmph, your name is Lin Feng. I respect you as the representative of Seed Academy, so I have some etiquette, but you don't know what is good and what is bad. There is a limit to my patience with you!"

"Lin Feng, please reply to me directly. Do you dare to fight with a sword?"

Jian Xuan was furious and directly asked Lin Feng if he dared to fight with a sword. Such an attitude was nothing but a complete rip-off. He wanted to hit Lin Feng in the face. The more painful the beating, the better. This is what Jian Xuan wanted to see. One scene.

He complied with it happily and showed his duty as a disciple.

Lin Feng never thought that Jianxuan would challenge him so directly, but since this is the case, if he doesn't go on, he will really be looked down upon.

"Okay, I accept your challenge to fight with you."

In one sentence, Lin Feng took a step forward and came directly to Jian Xuan. The distance between the two was less than ten meters.

Looking at each other, the atmosphere suddenly turned cold, and the coldness contained murderous intent.

"Little friend Lin Feng, please be gentler, haha, Jianxuan is a junior after all."

In an instant, Sword Ancestor shouted, his tone was completely teasing Lin Feng, not any sincerity.

Lin Feng ignored him. He had no interaction with Sword Ancestor and would not pay attention to him.

"Lin Feng, pull out your sword and let me see your attainments in kendo. Since you can be a representative, you must be something extraordinary!"

Jianxuan sneered again and again. He began to hold the heavy sword tightly. After opening the sword belt, a sharp bloody heavy sword was exposed in front of everyone, causing everyone to cheer.

"Is this sword really scary?"

"This should be about to be promoted to a divine ancestor weapon, right?"

"No, it should still be at the level of a divine emperor weapon, but it has become closer to a divine ancestor weapon."

…

"Lin Feng, what's the matter? You don't have a sword? Still don't dare to draw the sword?" Jian Xuan saw that Lin Feng still didn't speak and didn't draw the sword. His face suddenly showed a playful taunt, and his words also revealed a bond.

"Jianxuan, do you understand the meaning of using your sword and destroying your swordsmanship?"

After being silent for a long time, Lin Feng finally raised his head, stared at Jian Xuan closely, and then asked Jian Xuan directly in a cold tone.

Jian Xuan's face changed slightly, and he felt Lin Feng's humiliation to him from these words. An unknown fire jumped directly into his heart. Holding the giant sword tightly, he took action and ran towards Lin Feng.

"I don't care so much. Let me show you my sword skills first, haha." Jian Xuan laughed mockingly, and a heavy sword penetrated the space directly, and was about to plunge into Lin Feng's chest.

Many people had closed their eyes, afraid to look at the bloody scene, and the sound of regret spread throughout the ring.

However…

"The sword of Yonger, the way of swordsmanship is abolished, that's it!"

A joking laugh resounded through the sky, and the terrifying aura spread in all directions. Everyone stared at the scene in front of them with wide eyes. Lin Feng clenched the blade of the epee with his bare hands, and vaguely saw blood stains. However, this was not the point. .

The key point is that Lin Feng grasped the heavy sword tightly and snatched the sword away forcefully. Jian Xuan's face was already red, but he couldn't do anything to Lin Feng even with all his strength.

Lin Feng held the blade of the sword and kicked with his left foot. The hilt of the sword rushed towards the direction of his arm. Lin Feng took advantage of the situation and held the heavy sword.

The sword struck hard and went straight to Jian Xuan's skull.

Jian Xuan's whole body was filled with alertness. He was so frightened that he didn't dare to move even half a step. His face was pale as he watched the heavy sword fall above his head.

Come on!

Suddenly, the heavy sword held by Lin Feng stopped on Jian Xuan's skull. The distance between the two was less than half an inch, but it frightened Jian Xuan so much that his soul flew away, as if a hundred years had passed.

One strike, one move, the sword of eternity, the sword of waste, it was that simple.

"Jian Zu, I give you face and listen to you. Seeing that Jian Xuan is a junior, I can't bear to kill him. Just know this."

"The sword is returned to you. Remember, the ultimate meaning of the sword is the sword of eternity, the sword of waste!"

In one sentence, Lin Feng threw the giant sword to Jian Xuan, then walked steadily back to the edge of the ring and sat back on the chair.

At this moment, the ring was silent!

Only Jian Xuan was living a fate worse than death, crying without tears.

His sword was really wasted!