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Give it!

Looking at Zhang Quan and Li Feng who both fell to the ground, all the audience did not react for a long time.

These two guys are simple and rough in fighting. They all come with you and I will fight back with one palm. Whoever has the strength and who has the stronger defense.

"It's already great to be able to do this."

Wang Dachui was not dissatisfied with anything, although everyone thought that if Li Feng had not tried his best to hook Zhang Quan off the main battle stage in the end, Zhang Quan would probably have won the game for Tingxue Sword Sect again.

But he knew that Zhang Quan was much weaker than Li Feng, whether it was practicing body refining skills or talent qualifications.

If he hadn't cried out at the last moment, he would have completely realized the essence of the saying "Still and unmoving as the earth".

In Wang Dahui's opinion, it is the best result to be able to win if he loses and equalizes this game.

"Let's go and pick up Zhang Quan."

Wang Dahui turned his head and said to Xu Yi. After saying that, the two of them came out from the Tingxue Sword Sect and flew to the side where Zhang Quan and Li Feng fell.

It just so happened that Wan Xing was also coming to find Li Feng with their fellow brothers.

Looking at each other in the air, Wan Xing smiled and said, "Brother Dahammer, it's very good. Listening to the disciples of the Xuejian Sect, I really opened my eyes. I'm looking forward to the next three games, really, very

expect."

"I have said a long time ago that there is no waste when I hear the Xue Jian Sect."

Wang Dachui didn't say much, reached out and helped Zhang Quan, who was already extremely moved from the ground, turned around and wanted to leave.

"I'm still saying the same thing." Facing Wang Dachu, Wan Xing spoke loudly: "I can like you among the disciples of the Xuejian Sect, but you are the only one who is Wang Dachu."

"I'm still saying the same thing."

His steps were slightly paused. Wang Dahai didn't turn back and held Zhang Quan, who was weak and exhausted, and said, "I won't be a stamina."

After a brief conversation that seemed to be calm but was actually full of gunpowder, both sides returned to each other again, waiting for the ruling leader Muhe on the stage to issue an order.

"Please listen to the next disciple who will be on the field."

As soon as these words were spoken, all the audience cheered without hesitation.

After two games, the three remaining Tingxue Sword Sect were all young masters who became famous at the martial arts meeting.

The elegant young man who is holding a sword in the air - Leng Han.

The stunning beauty that is fascinating to the whole country - Tang Caiwei.

The mysterious and strongest disciple - Wang Dahui!

These three people's performance in the first six martial arts competitions was more eye-catching, stronger than the other, and more surprises.

The three of them are finally going to make their debut. How can the audience not expect it?

"Leave it to me."

Leng Han didn't move, but his sword moved smoothly, slid directly to his feet, and lifted his body steadily.

"Wow. You guy is so awesome in just a few days?"

Wang Dahui looked at Leng Han like a sword immortal and spoke exaggeratedly.

"Did you know it only on the first genius? Brother is a genius."

Leng Han laughed and waved his sword. The sword under his feet carried his body lightly towards the stage.

This is the first time since the beginning of the martial arts meeting, and it has brought the atmosphere on the court to a climax.

The white silk banners below the stage opened again, and the horns of the gamblers who had bet on the Xuejian Sect became louder.

"Sword Heroes Don't Move. Leng Han!"

"This sword can fly, it's so amazing!"

Listening to the cheers like tsunamis down the mountain, Leng Han's heart did not cause much trouble. After understanding the sword-controlling technique, he became more mature and steady, but this steadyness was not familiar with it.

It seems to be even colder to outsiders.

"Don't move the sword hero? Haha..." Looking at the extremely cool Leng Han, a young purple robe here sneered and bowed, "Senior Brother Wanxing, let me meet him!"

"I think so too." Wan Xing nodded slightly and said, "Leng Han's sword focuses on the word "fast". Zi Ning's ice string bell can be restrained. Go, I'll start with a good start, use it

Take it off from this famous Leng Han!”

"rest assured!"

Zi Ning, the young general of purple robe, grinned and jumped onto the main battle stage without saying a word. He had a blushing face and white teeth, and he looked very likable, and he looked like a little boy.

"Child?"

Leng Han raised his eyebrows and exclaimed lightly, but he did not show any contempt.

If you can win the position of elite disciples in it, even if you are just a child, you may be a little monster in thousands.

"Leng Han, don't move the swordsman, hehe, what a resounding reputation!"

The young man's desire to win is strong, and in Zi Ning's heart, he is quite dissatisfied with Leng Han. As a disciple, he is not as famous as Leng Han. This is simply unfair to Zi Ning's young mind.

Things to endure.

"start!!"

Elder Muhe has a lot of confidence in Leng Han, and everyone can see the growth of this young man at the martial arts meeting.

In the past, he was just a genius in the sect, but he was arrogant and arrogant, and he was disliked. But now, he finally realized his responsibilities and had more responsibility, and everyone respected him more.

He deserves this title as a swordsman!

"Swoosh!"

Leng Han was like his name, sitting cross-legged, without any intention of moving. But his sword replaced him, as smart as a dragon, accompanied by Elder Muhe's "start",

He jumped out suddenly and stabbed directly at Zi Ning.

"I heard that your sword is very fast!"

Zi Ning's little face was full of arrogance. With a wave of her little hand, she took out a small blue-purple bell from her arms.

"Dingling!!"

The ringtone was crisp and pleasant, but in this beautiful ringtone, the blue-purple bell floating in the air, layers of black ice-colored halos also rippled, and finally it seemed to form a

The transparent light shield barrier wrapped the pothole and devastated main battle platform in!

"Xuanbing Xuanbing, Lingyin, Ice Strings and Ice Strings, Heaven and Earth Reunion!!",

With Zi Ning's proud sound of chanting the spell, the terrifying and strong mysterious ice aura spread through the barrier with the ringtone, and the terrifying ice aura also swarmed down!

“Buzz…”

Leng Han, who was sitting on the table, changed his face sharply, because under the mysterious ice aura, his sword became countless times heavier, and it became quite difficult to move!

"Hmph, under my ice string bell, your sword is waiting to become a slow turtle!" (To be continued...)