Peerless Sword God

Chapter 4634 Lin Chen’s advice

"right."

Lin Chen nodded pretending to be serious and said, "Go down quickly and heal your wounds."

Holy Son Chongtian nodded depressedly, making everyone laugh.

Saint Wanjian patted his shoulder and comforted him: "It's okay, you will lose to him sooner or later, why not lose to him sooner?"

"roll!"

The Holy Son of Chongtian pushed his hand away and glared at him fiercely. This guy wasn't trying to comfort him, he was just looking at his jokes.

The Saint of Ten Thousand Swords chuckled and said to Lin Chen: "Sir of the Heavenly Sword, you did a great job."

Lin Chen smiled and immediately sat down to rest.

In the blink of an eye, it was the seventh day of the finals. In the morning, Saint Huanzhen defeated Saint Son of Wanjian, Saint Son of Qiantian defeated Saint Son of Yanghe, and Saint Yunfeng challenged Saint Son of Wanjian but lost.

In the afternoon, Saint Mingye challenged Saint Yanqing according to his challenge goal and won in one battle.

"Star Punishment, be prepared for failure."

Saint Son of Mingye looked at Saint Son of Star Punishment, dropped these words, and left the sword platform.

"madman."

Saint Son of Star Punishment looked angry, but he had to admit that he was no match for Saint Son of Mingye.

Saint Son Chongtian and Saint Son Wanjian looked at each other and shook their heads.

Saint Li Yuan took the initiative to challenge Holy Son Xuhuai, but lost.

With the mentality of tempering himself, Saint Son Chongtian took the initiative to challenge Saint Son Xuhuai but failed. He was laughed at by Saint Son Wanjian for not knowing his own abilities. However, he took the initiative to challenge Saint Son Qiantian, but he also failed.

Therefore, the Holy Son Chongtian also laughed at him, and the two quarreled with each other, neither of them convinced the other, making everyone laugh.

Soon the eighth day of the finals arrived. The Holy Son of Mingye was true to his words, and he challenged the Holy Son of Star Punishment and won again. He was in the limelight for a moment.

"Now Saint Son of Mingye's performance is comparable to that of Saint Huanzhen. Only Saint Son of Heavenly Sword is still tepid."

"I took a look. If Saint Mingye is sharp and sharp, and Saint Huanzhen is as gentle as water, then Saint Son of Heavenly Sword is stable."

"I don't think so. Every competition between Heavenly Sword Saint Son and Son of Heavenly Sword always has unexpected moves. After the competition, there will be progress. This is something that neither Holy Girl Huanzhen nor Saint Son Mingye has."

In the midst of everyone's discussion, Lin Chen and Holy Son Yunfeng walked to the sword platform together and had a duel. As expected, Lin Chen won.

Holy Son Yunfeng was not discouraged, but thanked him: "Sir Heavenly Sword, thank you very much for your advice. Now my method of using softness to overcome hardness is a bit like entering the palace."

"Use softness to overcome hardness, focusing on the word "soft". If you used to play like Saint Son of Ten Thousand Swords and Saint Son of Chongtian, it would be difficult to improve. If you switch to the style of Holy Maiden of Huanzhen, your progress will be faster. " Lin Chen said slowly.

It turned out that the competition just now was requested by Holy Son Yunfeng, just to ask Lin Chen to give him guidance.

After Lin Chen personally learned his magic method, he quickly put forward effective suggestions, which benefited him a lot.

"I see."

Holy Son Yunfeng nodded heavily, then sat cross-legged and closed his eyes to meditate.

"After this time, his strength should be able to improve a lot."

Lin Chen thought to himself, and immediately watched the competition, and saw another familiar figure. It was the Holy Son of Mingye, and this time his opponent was the Saint of Liyuan.

After about a stick of incense, Saintess Liyuan was defeated, which made many disciples who admired her feel heartbroken.

Lin Chen had already anticipated this result and was not surprised by it.

Holy Son Yunfeng said: "Next time, he should challenge Holy Son Qiantian."

"Um."

Lin Chen nodded, and happened to see Ming Ye Shengzi holding a sword and saying to Qian Tian: "Qian Tian, ​​I will challenge you tomorrow. I hope you can fight me in the best condition."

Holy Son Qiantian said calmly: "If you can return to your best condition tomorrow, then I have no problem."

Uh-huh!

Holy Son Mingye put away his ink sword and walked away through the black smoke, leaving behind the unruly figure of Holy Son Qiantian.

"Qiantian, you must defeat him." Holy Son Yanghe said with anger.

"His strength is not weaker than that of Xu Huai and Xie Mie. He is indeed qualified to let me go all out." Holy Son Qiantian said after a while.

"Ah! Are you sure about that?" Saint Son Yanghe asked nervously.

"Don't worry, he has improved so much, which is indeed beyond my expectations, but I have not fallen behind over the years." Holy Son Qiantian said with a smile.

"I believe you." Saint Son of Yanghe said.

At this time, the Holy Son and disciples inside and outside Zishan were already looking forward to his contest with Holy Son Mingye.

"Holy Son of Heavenly Sword, do you think Saint Son of Heaven can defeat Saint Son of Mingye tomorrow?" Holy Son of Yunfeng asked in a low voice.

"Do you hope he can win?" Lin Chen asked without answering.

"Of course, not just me, many people hope that Holy Son Qiantian can defeat him." Holy Son Yunfeng nodded and said, "You know, Ming Ye is not very popular."

"I'm not sure yet which one is stronger or weaker."

Lin Chen pondered for a while and said: "Judging from the previous competitions between Holy Son Qiantian and Holy Son Mingye, it is obvious that they did not give their best and had some trump cards."

Holy Son Yunfeng was stunned for a moment and asked in confusion: "You said Holy Son Qiantian kept his trump card, I believe it, but how come Holy Son Mingye still has a trump card?"

"When he spoke to Gan just now, there was a fighting spirit in his eyes, but he had never shown such a state in his previous competition with Saintess Liyuan." Lin Chen analyzed.

"Son of Heavenly Sword, you actually observed so carefully? I didn't notice his every move just now." Son of Yunfeng said a little surprised.

"He concealed it too well. If I didn't pay attention, I wouldn't have noticed it." Lin Chen said.

"Well, he was able to show his willingness to fight against Son of Qiantian, which is enough to show that he attaches great importance to Son of Qiantian, or he is not sure of winning in his heart." Son of Yunfeng nodded.

Lin Chen also nodded and said, "So it is difficult to tell who is stronger and who is weaker until they give their all."

"No matter what, I still hope that the final winner is Son of Qiantian."

A glimmer of hope flashed in the eyes of Son of Yunfeng, and then he said, "By the way, I am ready to challenge Son of Yanghe."

"You can win." Lin Chen said with a smile.

"Really? But I'm not completely sure." Son of Yunfeng said a little lack of information.

"Just do what you want in your heart." Lin Chen said seriously.

"I understand."

The Son of Yunfeng nodded heavily, and then smiled as if relieved. After the competition on the sword stage was over, he went up to challenge the Son of Yanghe.

Lin Chen looked at his back and said softly: "Take a day off, and then I should take action."

"You challenge me?"

The Son of Yanghe was a little surprised, but he did not hesitate. He walked onto the sword stage and competed with the Son of Yunfeng.

He was confident that he could defeat the Son of Yunfeng, and things were developing as he wanted. He had the upper hand from the beginning and suppressed the Son of Yunfeng.

But when he tried to completely defeat the Son of Yunfeng many times, he failed. After a cup of tea, he felt exhausted.

The Son of Yunfeng actually started to fight back, and used the method of using softness to overcome hardness, which was smooth and flowing, and most of his attacks were eliminated.

In the end, he was defeated and fell on the sword stage. He looked at the pale-faced Son of Yunfeng with a breathless look, and said in disbelief: "How is it possible? How did your method of using softness to overcome hardness improve so much?"