Chapter 91 Follow the feeling

Lin Baiyao looked at Che Wenjun who was walking into the white line circle with a big gate knife in his arms. He only felt that something was wrong with his eyes, or something was wrong with the other party's head.

The Totem lineage has also done detailed research on the opponent in front of him, and he even went to watch Che Wenjun's game in person.

In the end, they concluded that Che Wenjun has a unique talent in boxing and foot skills. If his boxing and foot skills are used, they will be so powerful that they are not inferior to him. If the two of them use boxing and foot skills to decide the outcome, then who will win in the end is really due to temporary luck.

However, Che Wenjun is obviously slightly inferior to his attainment in weapons. Moreover, the weapon he used to use on the field was obviously a bright long sword, but for some reason, he is now carrying a terrifying, four-meter-long Daguan sword.

After licking his dry lips slightly, Lin Baiyao asked in a deep voice: "Senior Brother Che, is this your carry-on weapon?"

Che Wenjun laughed and said, "Senior Brother Lin, it doesn't seem important whether this is my weapon. Since I have brought it up, I want to use it to compete with my senior brother. I also ask my senior brother to show mercy."

He looked confident on the surface, but he was nervous inside.

Elder He's words were always hovering in his ears when he was leaving that night.

"Follow the feeling."

But the question is that the first time he used such a long weapon, even though he hurriedly learned a few tricks of using long weapons, how could he follow his feelings?

If it weren't for his heart that he had almost blind trust in He Yiming, and he felt that everything he said was definitely the right thing, and he wouldn't have really carried this big guy on stage.

Lin Baiya's face changed slightly, and he suddenly felt anger surged up. Looking at Che Wenjun's physique, he didn't seem to be a person using such a huge weapon. In addition, his ruthlessness and speed when he used the sword in the past made him realize that Che Wenjun's handy weapon should be the sword.

In this case, on such a critical occasion, holding such a weapon on the stage clearly means underestimating him and not treating him as a dish?

As soon as he thought of this, Lin Baiya's face gradually turned pale. He snorted angrily and said, "Okay, since Senior Brother Che insists on doing this, I'm not as respectful as possible."

He reached out and waved his hand, and quickly ran from the crowd, handing a pair of huge meteor hammers up.

There are iron chains connected between this pair of meteor hammers. The two hammers are huge. Each one has the size of a head of several ordinary people, and the weight is even more than 300 kilograms.

In order to express his respect for Daguan Knife, Che Wenjun went down to get the knife himself.

However, Lin Baiya had already prepared the weapons for him, and with a wave of his hand, someone sent them over.

However, what surprised him was that this person who gave the weapons was not a junior nephew who had previously kept the weapons for him, but a senior brother of his.

This senior brother's cultivation level in martial arts is not inferior to his. However, this time he was unlucky and encountered a stronger opponent, so he was defeated.

"Junior brother, be careful." After handing the meteor hammer to Lin Baiya's hands, the man whispered.

"Senior brother, what's wrong?" Lin Baiyao asked suspiciously.

"Someone has recognized that this Daguan knife is He Yiming's portable weapon. Be careful not to be careless." The man said and immediately retreated.

Lin Baiyao immediately gasped. He Yiming's reputation was so high that he didn't know which one he knew. Since he handed over his arms to the hands of the man in front of him, it must have a deep meaning.

At this point, the little anger that had just ignited in his heart suddenly disappeared, and his eyes looking at Che Wenjun were even more vigilant.

The innate strong man who supervised the battle outside the field waved his hand and said, "Two, you can start."

At this time, several of the ten white-line circles have begun. However, among all the circles, the most eye-catching thing is still here.

There were many people who recognized the origin of the Daguan Sword from the high platform. When they heard that this was He Yiming's portable weapon, even the innate powerful men who were disdainful of such competitions became more interested.

At this time, Zhou Datian's face was unstable, and he and many masters all had the same thoughts.

Can an acquired cultivator who has never used long weapons suddenly get the Daguan Sword?

Under normal circumstances, I am afraid that not only will it not increase the power of Che Wenjun, but it will become his burden.

However, seeing He Yiming with a confident smile on his face, these people lost confidence in their hearts.

It has to be said that He Yiming's strength has reached a level that they would rather believe in each other than believe in themselves.

"Senior Brother Lin, please."

"Senior Brother Che, please."

After the two bowed to each other, Che Wenjun immediately turned his wrist and raised his sword toward him, and cut him down with one knife on his head.

Lin Baiya was angry that Che Wenjun actually used this casual move, which was really bullying.

He snorted coldly and held up his two hammers, as if he wanted to use force to break the force, shake the opponent's sword force away, and then bullied himself to seize the opportunity.

At the moment when these pair of hammers were hit, he originally wanted to use seven points of his strength to remove the opponent's sword force, but the senior brother's words suddenly flashed through his mind. This big pass knife belonged to He Yiming.

Due to these three thrilling names, the internal energy in his hand became more and more fierce, and he had accumulated ten levels of internal energy.

With one knife and two hammers, everyone was watching, and they met heavily.

"Bang..."

A loud collision sound immediately came out, and the innate powerful men on the high platform all changed their faces slightly. They had already heard how terrifying the power contained in the big sword had reached.

At the same time, Lin Baiya's face instantly turned into a bloodshot pig liver color.

The power conveyed from this sword is so great...

He had known the origin of this Daguan sword for a long time, so he never thought of fighting with this sword from the beginning, just to safely remove the power of the sword.

But at this moment he found that the other party's power was too great, and the skillful use of the other party's internal strength was definitely beyond his reach.

Under the control of the opponent's internal strength, his two hammer heads seemed to be firmly absorbed by glue. Not to mention wanting to remove this force, even if he wanted to abandon the hammer and retreat, it was unlikely.

With just a moment of hesitation, he had lost the last chance to abandon the hammer and retreat. He could only hold the hammer firmly and bear the powerful and incredible force from the Daguan Sword.

In fact, Lin Baiyashi was able to swing more than 300 kilograms of meteor hammers, which was already a rare natural divine power among many brothers of the same generation.

Although the opponent's Daguan Sword looks much terrifying than his Meteor Hammer, he has absolute confidence to suppress Che Wenjun in pure power.

But the moment the knife and hammer intersect, he suddenly realized that he was wrong, and it was ridiculously wrong.

The other party's first slash did not seem to be very fast or heavy, but it was not until the moment the swords and hammers intersected that the huge power contained therein was fully exerted.

Lin Baiya's internal energy condensed into a little at this moment. His blood was boiling, and he was desperate to inject his internal energy into the double hammers above his head.

Of course, this is not because he spares his life, but because he cherishes his life too much.

These pair of hammers were placed on the top of his head. If the opponent broke the double hammers, then the big hurdle would hit him in the head when the knife fell.

Although he is quite confident in his strength, he never thought that his head could be harder than a magic weapon known as the Daguan Sword.

In just a moment, his face became extremely ferocious, his eyes glared out like a bullfight, grinning like a ghost and a demon. He had already used all the energy to eat water, drink and breastfeeding, and then he barely blocked Che Wenjun's seemingly slashing Daguan knife.

Che Wenjun was ecstatic. He slashed with a knife, just trying to try the power comparison between the two sides, but the final result made him overjoyed.

It is obvious that this big sword is not very heavy, it is obvious that I have not input all my internal strength into it, and it is obvious that I have not expected this to cause the other party to be embarrassed.

Even, he had no confidence in winning...

However, at this moment, Lin Baiya's appearance seemed to be under tens of thousands of pounds of force, as if he would collapse at any time.

Suddenly, Che Wenjun was full of confidence. With such powerful weapons to help him, he was very sure that even the first place was the first.

At this point, he became increasingly admired He Yiming. He was indeed the most powerful innate power ever, and even a weapon was so awesome.

However, at the same time, he also had a hint of suspicion in his heart. Is this Daguan Sword really that heavy?

After a few breaths, everyone saw that Lin Baiya's legs had begun to tremble slightly, and his whole body was sweating profusely. His clothes were soaked in sweat in a few breaths.

His face turned from blood-red to pale. Although his face was still extremely ferocious, he almost stretched out his tongue.

The sound from his mouth was no longer a powerful shout, but a breathing sound like an old cow pulling a broken cart.

As long as he has a little vision, he knows that he is exhausted and seems to be about to fall into a state of exhaustion immediately.

A hint of horror flashed in the eyes of the innate powerful man who was supervising the battle, and a hint of greed appeared in his eyes when he looked at the Daguan Dao, but it was only a moment, and he immediately suppressed this thought.

If you want to steal He Yiming's things, it's not that you're too old to be too old.

He calmed down, waved his hand and said, "Stop, Che Wenjun won."

Che Wenjun was slightly stunned, but after hearing the words of Supervising the Battle Innate, he subconsciously withdrew the Daguan Knife in his hand. When he lifted it up slightly, the Daguan Knife immediately left the double hammers obediently.

Then, everyone saw Lin Baiya's arms twitching violently, and he could no longer hold it in his hands, and the two hammers fell to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, he fell straight down.

Che Wenjun glanced at the Daguan knife in his hand, then looked at the disciples of Tufan who rushed up, and his heart was confused...

I...win?
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