Chapter 736 Terrifying Strength, Unrivaled?

"Interesting."

Looking at the two Kongs who were attacking, the young man Ci Qibai couldn't help but smile. Then he held the Shuihan Sword, and the sword body was flowing with a clear and cold light, like autumn water condensed into frost. Then he stretched out his body and greeted Kong Zhen and Kong Sheng who were rushing towards him.

"Clang clang clang!"

A series of crisp and rapid metal symphonies exploded in the air. Kong Zhen and Kong Sheng cooperated perfectly, and the offensive was like a tide, rushing towards Ci Qibai one after another. Each attack contained strength and skills that should not be underestimated.

However, facing this violent storm-like offensive, Ci Qibai seemed to be at ease. His body movements were agile and elegant, like the breeze passing through the forest, elusive.

The Shuihan Sword seemed to have life in his hands. Every swing was accurate and powerful. Not only did it easily resolve the offensive of Kong Zhen and Kong Sheng, but it also inadvertently revealed a kind of hidden suppression force, making the opponent gradually feel an indescribable pressure.

Moreover, Kong Jin and Kong Sheng found that when the long swords in their hands collided with the Shuihan Sword in the hands of the young man Ci Qibai, the piercing cold would penetrate into their bodies along the long swords, making their movements slow, and their Dantian even showed signs of being frozen.

"Ding!"

The young man Ci Qibai swung his sword again, repelling Kong Jin and Kong Sheng at the same time. His face was still calm, while Kong Jin and Kong Sheng's faces were full of solemnity. They looked at the young man Ci Qibai with fear in their eyes.

"The first move was just a test, but you couldn't hold on."

The young man Ci Qibai looked at Kong Jin and Kong Sheng in front of him and shook his head in disappointment, "If that's all, then this farce should be over."

As soon as the voice fell, the momentum of the young man Ci Qibai suddenly changed, a terrifying chill suddenly burst out from him, and the Shuihan Sword suddenly burst out with a brilliant blue sword light.

"Han Shui You You, one sword to seal the throat!"

With a low shout from the young man Ci Qibai, the Shui Han sword in his hand suddenly disappeared from the spot, and when it reappeared, it was already against Kong Zhen's throat.

"This..."

Feeling the cold touch from his throat, Kong Zhen's pupils suddenly shrank. His proud body skills were actually useless in front of the young man Ci Qibai.

Kong Sheng was also looking at the young man Ci Qibai with a look of horror at this moment. He found that he couldn't even see when the other party's sword came out. Such a speed was really too terrifying.

This also made Kong Sheng really realize how big the gap between the two sides was. The young man Ci Qibai did not lie. In the first move just now, Ci Qibai was really testing. If he really wanted to kill him, he and Kong Zhen would never survive.

"We lost..."

Kong Sheng looked at the young man Ci Qibai and spoke with some difficulty. The two of them joined forces, but they were not the opponent of the other party. If they continued, it would only be humiliating themselves.

But Kong Jian had no intention of admitting defeat. He stared at the young man Ci Qibai with his eyes fixed, and said coldly: "We are descendants of saints, how can we admit defeat to a phantom?"

After that, Kong Jian suddenly made a move, and his left hand suddenly shot out two darts, which flew directly towards the eyes of the young man Ci Qibai.

"Kong Jian, you..."

Looking at Kong Jian who suddenly attacked, Kong Sheng's face changed. He didn't expect Kong Jian to suddenly attack.

However, facing Kong Jian's sudden attack, the young man Ci Qibai's face did not show any panic, as if he had expected Kong Jian to do this.

The young man Ci Qibai shook his body slightly, and easily dodged Kong Jian's three darts. At the same time, he gently waved the Shuihan Sword in his hand, and a blood mark appeared on Kong Jian's arm.

"Ah!"

The sudden pain in his arm made Kong Jian scream. He looked at the young man Ci Qibai with horror on his face. He couldn't imagine that the opponent was so fast. His unexpected sneak attack was easily resolved by the opponent.

"I have shown mercy. If it weren't for your surname Kong, your arm would have been broken."

The young man Ci Qibai looked at Kong Jian and said lightly: "I am willing to accept the loss. Can't your Kong family afford to lose?"

"I..."

Kong Jian's face turned pale, but he couldn't say a word. He knew that he did lose, and lost completely.

"Of course, my Kong family can afford to lose!"

Kong Sheng also reacted at this moment. He looked at the young man Ci Qibai, took a deep breath, and said with his hands: "Your Excellency is so strong that we are ashamed of ourselves."

Then Kong Sheng directly ignored Kong Jian's emotions and forcibly pulled him back to the ring.

The entire square fell into an eerie silence, because the strength displayed by the young man Ci Qibai far exceeded that of every student present. Even the descendants of Confucius were not the enemy of the young man Ci Qibai in three moves.

And the real strength of Kong Jian could be ranked among the top 100 among the students of Tianwai Tian, ​​but even such strength seemed a little weak in front of the young man Ci Qibai.

"Which other fellow student is willing to go on stage and try?"

The young man Ci Qibai stood with a sword in his hand, looking calmly at the people below the stage. Although his voice was not loud, it was clearly heard by everyone.

"If no one goes on stage, then this farce will end here. You make way so that my friend and I can leave."

Seeing that no one went on stage, the young man Ci Qibai also lost interest in continuing and prepared to put away his sword and leave.

At this moment, Chen Xintong's voice reached everyone present, "If no one can defeat the two people on the stage today and let the two phantoms leave safely, everyone's score will be deducted by 10,000. If it is less than 10,000, the score will be zero."

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar, and all the students' faces changed suddenly. Chen Xintong's words were equivalent to forcing them into a dead end.

If they were really deducted 10,000 points, then they would probably find it difficult to catch up with others. After all, 10,000 points is not a small number.

Then, those relatively weak students chose to go on stage one after another. In their opinion, 3,000 students, even if they were exhausted, could exhaust the talents of the two of them. Then, let the strong students take action, and they would definitely be able to defeat the two people on the stage.

In this way, the relatively weak students came on stage in pairs and fought with the young man Ci Qibai. There were some students with good strength, but without exception, they were defeated by Ci Qibai's sword in the end. No one could even force Ci Qibai to swing the third sword.

The young man Ci Qibai and the young man Yan Zheng could not hear Chen Xintong's voice, and they were very confused about the changes and "overestimation" of the students present, but Ci Qibai had no intention of holding back. Every time he attacked, he would not kill the students, but directly knock the students who came on stage to challenge off the stage.

This also made everyone present have an idea: Is there really no one who can defeat these two phantoms?

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