I Have A Divine Tree In My Heart

"clang"

Accompanied by the sound of the long sword being unsheathed, there was a cold light reflecting in the sunlight. The rising cold light was so beautiful that many people's eyes could not help but be attracted.

Then, they saw a shocking scene.

The long sword that shone with cold light passed through Xu Ting's raised arm at high speed, and slapped him fiercely.

"boom"

Accompanied by a burst of explosions, Xu Ting, who charged, was sent flying out at a faster speed.

He was in mid-air, and he even spat blood from his mouth.

With one blow, Xu Ting was defeated.

"call"

Putting the sword back into its sheath, Lin Yao let out a long breath and stood upright.

And such a scene also caused admiration to appear in the eyes of many girls.

"So handsome."

"Xu Ting was defeated with a single strike, Lin Yao is also very strong."

"Fuck that, it's a sneak attack. If Xu Ting knew the situation, he would never lose so ugly."

"Indeed, and defeating Xu Ting with one sword is shocking, but the art of drawing a sword is like this. One sword will live and one sword will die. It will not fight for a long time. If Xu Ting blocks it, it will be Lin Yao who loses... This is just normal Just operate."

Some people praised it, and naturally some were a little envious when they saw Lin Yao being praised by girls.

Regarding this, Lin Yao's best friend responded directly.

"It's a joke, will they tell you the name of their tricks when you meet enemies in the wild? If you don't know the enemy's information, you should blame A Yao."

"That's right, when we met in the wild, Xu Ting is already dead."

Not to mention the ability to draw a sword, but his handsomeness is unparalleled. A sword can determine the outcome, life and death. Such exciting things are what warriors love most.

Lin Yao now has a little fan girl.

Of course, these Lin Yao didn't care at all.

After flying Xu Ting with a sword, he had won the victory and returned to the coach.

"The sword just now was not bad, but if this sword is exposed, other people will not be so careless next time."

"I know."

While speaking, the battle on the field was still going on, and soon, there were only four people standing on the high platform, Lin Yao, Zhou Yang, Li Peng, and a fellow martial artist with combat skills.

The next match was still a draw, and the classmate with combat skills turned his attention to Lin Yao, obviously wanting to fight Lin Yao.

There is no way, although the sword drawing technique is a sword technique that can determine life and death with one blow, but Lin Yao is not strong in strength, and the man feels that he can win.

But Zhou Yang and Li Peng completely crushed him.

It's a pity that although the lottery seems fair, the strong will always be left at the end, and this time is no exception. In the final match, in the semi-finals, Lin Yao played against Zhou Yang, and Li Peng played against that young man.

Such a scene also made people shake their heads a little.

"It's a pity, the others, Lin Yao, can gain a chance by relying on sword drawing skills, Zhou Yang is too strong."

"Indeed, just now Zhou Yang fought against a warrior. After that warrior burst out his true energy and used his combat skills, he couldn't even receive a single punch from Zhou Yang. For both warriors, there is a difference between a genius and an ordinary person."

It was Li Peng and the other two who fought first, there was no suspense, although that classmate also used combat skills and was evenly matched with Li Peng.

But after the duel, Li Peng regained his composure faster, and slapped that classmate away with another vajra palm.

So far, there are only three people in the field, Lin Yao, Zhou Yang, and the victorious Li Peng.

Of course, this does not mean that Lin Yao must be in the top three. If he loses, he still needs to participate in the battle of the loser group. .

"Lin Yao, fight Zhou Yang."

After the words fell, Lin Yao and Zhou Yang took the stage together.

Facing Zhou Yang head-on, Lin Yao also felt the pressure from previous warriors. Zhou Yang was too tall, and Lin Yao was no longer short.

Zhou Yang's body shape of 1.8 meters can be called Zhou Zhou's reputation, but Zhou Yang is more than 2 meters tall, a head taller than Lin Yao, and his physique is even more robust. Looking at it, he knows that he is strong and beneficial, like a lion.

"The previous martial artist fought with him in martial arts, but he was directly blown away, making him invincible."

While Lin Yao was staring at Zhou Yang, Zhou Yang was also staring at Lin Yao's palm holding the sword.

His strength is indeed strong, and his tall body is more resistant, but he has not had time to practice hard physical kung fu, and he still cannot withstand the full blow of a warrior.

However, although he was under pressure staring at Lin Yao's right hand, he was very confident in his heart.

"Sword drawing is not invincible, as long as you are careful, I will win if you block the first sword."

With this in mind, after the coach called out to start, he didn't charge in front of Lin Yao, but pressed forward step by step.

This is to put pressure on Lin Yao, and it is also to stabilize the body and mind, and guard against Lin Yao's surprise attack.

It's just that Lin Yao didn't move when he walked up to Lin Yao, which made him grin.

"Is it very stable, but no matter how stable it is, it will have no effect. The gap in strength cannot be offset by some small tricks."

Accompanied by the words, Zhou Yang punched like a dragon and slammed towards Lin Yao's body fiercely. While the fist was falling, his eyes were fixed on Lin Yao's right hand holding the sword, guarding against the appearance of the sword drawing technique. .

There was more than one person staring at Lin Yao's right hand. Everyone knew Lin Yao's sword-drawing skills, and knew that the only point of his comeback was here, even the one-eyed coach was no exception.

Then, everyone is tragic.

"Clang!"

When Zhou Yang's fist fell, the sound of the sword being unsheathed also sounded in the field.

However, as soon as the crisp sound came out, Zhou Yang's extremely ferocious right hand took advantage of the situation, and the right hand wrapped in the armguard moved towards the sword body to resist.

Seemingly reckless, he always kept three points of strength, just to prepare for such a moment.

"As long as he blocks the sword drawing technique, without the extreme speed of drawing the sword, he is not my one-stroke enemy."

Confident, he thought that as long as he resisted this move, he would win. Therefore, his copper-bell-sized eyeballs fixedly stared at Lin Yao's right hand, and he would never let this move go wrong.

However, staring at Lin Yao closely, he soon discovered that what the classmate in front of him pulled out was not a sword, but light. Endless light gushed out from the scabbard, like a blazing sun falling into the mortal world. Don't dare to look directly.

"Ah... my eyes!"

Absolute darkness is not the only way to make people unable to see clearly. The sudden appearance of light is more irritating to the eyes. If you look directly at the noon sun, countless people will shed tears. The eyes are soothed for a while and slowly opened.

But at this time, Zhou Yang, who stared at Lin Yao with wide eyes, did not have a chance to relax. Facing the infinite light that Lin Yao pulled out from the scabbard, he was as if looking directly at a flash bomb at close range. The sudden light pierced the eyes, and the eyelids closed subconsciously, and the fist that came to block and the left fist that was about to attack were pulled back in front of the eyes.

All of this was an instinctive reaction after seeing the light. His eyes were suddenly blank and instantly dark, which made him panic, so he made such an action.

And after making such an action, even though his eyes were still stinging and he couldn't see anything clearly, Zhou Yang felt something bad in his heart.

"not good……"

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