Lin Xiao had excellent ears and deliberately paid attention to the sounds there. When he heard Hua Shuirou's answer, he felt a strong joy in his heart. He turned his head slightly and smiled faintly at Hua Shuirou. Hua Shuirou looked at this side, and immediately avoided his gaze like he was frightened, his head lowered, and his cheeks were covered with pink.

Lin Xiao naturally regarded the reaction of nature as a girl's shyness and timidity, and his heart was infinitely satisfied. He had been fascinated and unstoppable since he first saw Hua Shuirou, because she not only had a beautiful appearance, but also had the tenderness and gentleness that all men dreamed of. In recent years, he would secretly look at her every few days, but he did not let her know. Hua Shuirou had known for a long time that his future husband was the eldest son of the Lin family, but this was the first time he saw him today.

A little sad and soft chirping came out of his ears. Hua Shuirou gently stroked the blue bird on her shoulder and whispered: "Xiaoqing seems to be a little hungry."

"This brother is very skilled, Lin Xiao. Brother has just fought two games in a row. Do you need a rest?" Lin Xiao said politely.

The answer to him was a little cold light that pierced straight into his face.

Lin Xiao smiled, pulled out a soft sword from his sleeve with his right hand, and waved it casually to block Leng Ya's short blade: "Since that's the case, I, Lin Xiao, will pick up this cheaper."

A powerful force came from his hand, and the cold clan blade almost escaped. He took a quick step and his face became cold. His advantage lies in his speed. He is good at taking action like lightning without any defense, killing with one blow. However, in this kind of open head-on confrontation, his advantage is almost useless.

Lin Xiao smiled slightly, swung his right hand freely, and the soft sword in his hand had instantly weaved an airtight sword net covering Leng Ya's whole body, and brought out the audience's exclamations and cheers.

The two old men around Long Yin were moved, and one of them said in a deep voice: "This young master Lin was still at the mid-level level of level 10 last year, but now he is at the top level of level 10 and has a vague sign of breakthrough. This talent is really hard to believe."

"So strong!" Ye Wuchen frowned slightly, and moved his eyes completely from Hua Shuirou, focusing on the sword in Lin Xiao's hand, capturing the swimming trajectory of the sword body.

After several breaths of entanglement, Leng Ya was forced to the edge of the platform. His body suddenly jumped up, and he pulled up several meters high, and jumped directly over Lin Xiao's head. Lin Xiao's sword followed, stabbed straight with one sword. Leng Ya's body suddenly tilted, and the sword body almost wiped his chest. Then he kicked under his feet, quickly retreated, and escaped from the cover of the sword. Then he looked at Lin Xiao coldly, with dangerous light flashing in his dark eyes.

Leng Ya closed his hands together, and changed from holding the blade with one hand to both hands. Lin Xiao did not attack anymore, pointed the sword forward, and smiled calmly. After a brief silence, Leng Ya's feet suddenly slipped, and the short blade in his hand danced quickly as if he had been alive until the blade was completely lost, and the qi tightly locked the opponent. He moved forward quickly, his feet did not interlaced in any regularity, and the dark figure became erratic, as if he rushed towards Lin Xiao from several directions.

Lin Xiao tightened his right hand, his eyes narrowed, but there was no other movement. The erratic black figure suddenly converged, and a silver light burst out, drawing a silver thread and shooting towards his right rib.

Lin Xiao's feet did not move, and his hands shook slightly, and the long sword instantly transformed into countless sword shadows. Then a "ding" sound was slight, and the sword tip was accurately pointed at the short blade. After a moment of pause, Leng Ya groaned, and the connection retreated five steps before he stood firm. The black short blade in his hand also flew out of his hand, landing on the cold ground.

Exaggerated cheers suddenly sounded on the field. Lin Xiao said with some regret: "You are learning assassination skills, mainly speed and stings, and your skills are already weak. Now you are facing head-on and you lose all your advantages. In this game, you are really winning without any force. Now the winner is decided, please..."

Before Lin Xiao's voice fell, the murderous aura released around Leng Ya's body suddenly became stronger. He roared and rushed towards Lin Xiao with naked hands. Lin Xiao's eyes narrowed, and he waved the sword to stab his shoulder helplessly, but his pupils immediately shrank, because a little green light appeared strangely in Leng Ya's hand. At this moment, his movements in his hand paused for a moment. The green light passed through the long sword in his hand and stabbed at his chest.

Lin Xiao avoided it without any trouble. Although his body was fine, his clothes on his chest were scratched with a short cut. The long sword in his hand had been cut off, leaving only a broken sword.

Leng Ya, who was shaken by Lin Xiao's sword before, was rippling all over his body. Now, after the explosion of strength again, he was powerless and did not take the opportunity to pursue him immediately. This was a proud and unable to afford to lose, but he did not hurt Lin Xiao at all. Instead, his weapons were shaken away by him, so he was unwilling to accept it.

Lin Xiao sighed, as if he was regretting the broken sword in his hand. "What a sharp weapon, it should have a loud name."

At this moment, the short knife in Leng Ya was only five inches long and was covered with strange green color, and a cold green light flashed in the sun. At this moment, a sudden shout from the chairman: "Breaking the Wind Blade!"

Few people know the name of the Wind Blade, but the next sentence of the old voice made the entire arena a little confused.

"Who is Feng Chaoyang you!"

Wind Chaoyang!? The god of war in the Great Wind Kingdom Feng Chaoyang!

The competition was in an uproar. No one knew this name on Tianchen Continent, and no one was afraid of this name. Like Chu Cangming, the sword god of Tianlong Kingdom, he was a peerless genius back then. Before middle age, he entered the divine level that ordinary people could not reach in their lifetime. He even entered the divine level earlier than Chu Cangming and was younger than him. For the people of Tianlong Kingdom, several people were not hostile to this name. Because the Great Wind Kingdom had brought countless disasters to the Tianlong Kingdom, there were several almost devastating disasters. The war god Feng Chaoyang is the guardian god of the Great Wind Kingdom, which everyone knows.

"The God of War Feng Chaoyang cuts the wind sword with one hand and breaks the wind blade with the other. Now why is his wind blade in your hand? Who are you? What do you mean when I go to Tianlong City!" The person who spoke was still an old man next to Long Yin.

Leng Ya remained silent, his hands tightly shaking, trembling faintly.

"Are you from Dafeng Kingdom?" Lin Xiao also frowned and asked.

"No wonder you acted so ruthlessly. It seems that your purpose of coming to my Tianlong City is not simple, hum!" Lin Yan stood up suddenly, his face was cold, and he was about to jump onto the competitive arena.

Long Yin's face also darkened: "First ask what his relationship is with Feng Chaoyang!"

"Yes, let me take him down first."

"etc!"

Lin Xiao waved in this direction and said in a harmonious voice: "Your Majesty, Second Grandpa, the game is not over yet. Can you let me defeat him first? If the game of my Tianlong Kingdom is interrupted by a strong wind, wouldn't it be a joke for outsiders? Besides, he injured several of my Tianlong Kingdom people before. If he could not defeat him upright, wouldn't it be underestimated by my Tianlong Kingdom? After defeating him, what if His Majesty and Second Grandpa were to be defeated?"

Before Lin Yan could speak, Long Yin nodded and smiled, "Well, I will follow you!"

There were also waves of echoes from the audience: "Young Master Lin, you said it well!"

"That's right, we must defeat him dignifiedly and let the people of Dafeng know the divine power of my Tianlong Kingdom! Let him be convinced!"

Ye Wuchen sneered in secret: It was a good thing to "get the east wind with cleverness". In just a few words, he forced a game with no suspense and meaning to turn into a battle of dignity between countries. After the victory, he would be sought after several times that of the previous victory.

Just as I was thinking about how to go on stage, the opportunity appeared on my own. Hahahaha...

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