Chapter 4239: Make Another Request, Wait for a Burst

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Ling Jie didn't care about Xiao Yi's interruption, but nodded with satisfaction, "That's right."

"My feeling is right, you are an opponent worthy of my sword."

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

Xiao Yi shook his head, "The giant sword is also arrogant, come on."

"If the outcome of this competition can be affected only by the first mover or not, then your swordsmanship skills and mine are too immature."

Ling Jie nodded, "Okay, interesting."

tread…

Ling Jie's footsteps moved instantly.

Everyone, closely watched the battle on the stage.

But almost everyone's thinking is that this Yi Xiao will not be defeated with a single sword, right?

"Come on." Xiao Yi's heart moved.

Just the instant Ling Jie made his move, he could conclude that Ling Jie's swordsmanship and Luo Feng's skills were completely different from each other.

This fight will be an absolute hard fight for him.

Ling Jie attacked with a sword.

This is a flawless sword.

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

The sword pointed sharply.

As before, the direction and angle of his sword pointed to indicate that the sword had no flaws.

But what was different from before was that the point of his sword was Luo Feng's flaw in an instant, which made Luo Feng unable to attack, so he could only stop and look for another attack.

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

Therefore, all he can do is to defend himself with a sword, and he has no flaws.

Offensive and defensive, also have no flaws, they can only be tied.

This is Xiao Yi's first thought and judgment.

The outcome after that will depend on who will reveal the flaws first.

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

Xiao Yi suddenly had a bad thought in his heart, but he didn't know why.

The sword of Lingjie has arrived.

Xiao Yi's sword also pointed directly at him. Logically, his sword should be enough to block Ling Jie's offensive.

But Ling Jie's sword never stopped.

Xiao Yi suddenly frowned.

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

Their battle at this level has long been to the point where every move and every style can be divided into winners and losers, and the winners and losers of each other are only a tiny difference between them.

Chong…

A clang.

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

The next moment, Xiao Yi was shocked.

He suddenly understood.

is a block.

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

Xiao Yi was instantly stunned, and was also shocked.

There are no flaws in his defense sword, so Ling Jie will create flaws.

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

While Lingjie creates flaws, he, Xiao Yi, can naturally repair the flaws.

The sword in his hand rubbed the blade of the obsidian sword and returned quickly.

His sword can definitely be blocked in an instant before the obsidian sword reaches his throat.

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

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

And his own sword is still three points away from the block.

That is to say, one point.

"Damn it, it's too late." Xiao Yi was horrified, and the remaining point could only be made up for by his own body.

The figure slammed sideways, dodging the sword.

But if one sword falls, for this level of competition, there is no possibility of turning over.

Sure enough, the Obsidian Sword also moved sideways at the same time, chasing after him.

clang clang...

There were several clanging sounds in the air.

Xiao Yi's figure retreated a few steps between a few smart moves.

It seems that his actions are unrestrained, but in fact he is very aware of how embarrassed he is when he retreats.

The guests under the competition stage may not be able to see where it is.

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

Xiao Yi glanced at his palm, where there was already a burst of bruises.

The sword just now, when he fell downwind, had no way of reversing it. He could only rely on one hand to block the sword, fighting for this chance to retreat.

Ling Jie, stopped the attack.

The two are only a few meters away from each other.

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

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

When Ling Jie heard this, he frowned, "I hate excuses."

"My obsidian sword is better than the giant sword."

"But compared to your sword, it is weaker than Wufeng."

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

"I know." Xiao Yi nodded indifferently.

Ordinary people's sparring, even if the difference in swordsmanship is not counted, naturally the one who holds the big sword in his hand will have more advantages than the one who holds the 'small sword'.

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

Xiao Yi said indifferently, "I mean, I also make a request, is it possible?"

Request again?

All the guests, all of a sudden noisy.

"What tricks is this kid playing?"

"Does he still have a chance of winning against this Lingjie?"

On the competition stage.

Ling Jie's face was already cold, "The weak need an excuse."

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

Ling Jie frowned, but still nodded, "Yes."

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

Leaving a vulnerable back to an opponent is undoubtedly an act of courting death.

But the two of them on stage would not have such shameless acts of sneak attack.

Xiao Yi turned around and walked towards the weapon rack.

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

Ling Jie frowned.

All the guests are also confused.

This Yi Xiao, want to choose another weapon?

Xiao Yi went back and forth on the weapon rack for a while, and after 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 a giant sword to make up for the gap between my obsidian sword and the giant sword?"

"No." Xiao Yi shook his head, "I'll step down for a while, is that possible?"

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

Xiao Yi held the sword in one hand and jumped off the stage.

After breaking away from the ban on the competition stage, the strength of the body's cultivation base was instantly restored.

whoosh…

Xiao Bai flashed over in an instant, with concern and worry on his face, "Brother Yi, stop fighting."

"I, Xiao Bai, have your 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's shoulder and said with a light smile, "Don't worry."

The words fall.

Bang... A flame suddenly condensed in his hand.

Even though it was just a flame condensed in his hand, the astonishing aura still instantly shocked all the guests present.

Until this time, everyone suddenly reacted and remembered that this invincible kendo monster on the martial arts stage is himself a well-known fire-controlling monster, Zi Yan... Yi Xiao!

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