
Hearing the short-haired boy's words, Lin Yun stood still indifferently, staring at the short-haired boy with a light face, his eyes full of disdain.
There was no intention to open Wuhun.
Even that sword was not meant to be used!
“What do you mean?” The short-haired boy froze completely.
Can this guy compare?
What does it mean
"To deal with you still need to use a martial arts spirit? You can't help but look down on yourself!" Lin Yun sneered, closing his eyes after speaking.
"You ..." The short-haired boy's face instantly turned red into the color of a pig's heart.
Even if you don't show Wu Wu, you don't even have a sword.
What's worse is that even now my eyes are closed.
It's just an insult!
"Dumb, how dare you look down on me! I want you dead!"
The short-haired boy burst into rage and exploded into rage, exploding from his body with powerful vitality, and the momentum of his entire body suddenly rose.
His vitality fluctuation was extremely powerful, not at all in martial arts appraisal, compared to Liu Tianliang whom Lin Yun was playing!
The spectators were all sweating for Lin Yun.
The Jiang family was the main Kendo family in Yuzhou, which had Xuanxian sword techniques as its legacy, had been repaired for generations, and had been passed down for thousands of years.
Feeling free to find someone from the Jiang family and obtain small towns like Qingyun City, all of whom were top kendo masters.
Currently, the achievements of these two boys in kendo were not inferior to the first swordsman flying on the grass in Qingyun City.
However, in the face of such a powerful enemy, Lin Yun did not even show his sword, and even closed his eyes with ignorance, which was like suicide!
The Phantom sword trick!
The long sword in the short-haired boy's hand waved swiftly, forming a dazzling shadow of sword light.
"The spirit of the sword is strong! Is this the core legacy of the Jiang family - the ghost sword trick?"
"It is said that this is the martial art of Xuanjie Zhongpin! Even if it was a grass-cutting sword trick, it was far less than a tenth of this sword trick!"
Everyone looked at the short-haired boy in awe, and continued to exclaim.
"The Mowing Grass" written on the grass was Huangjie's top ranked martial art. This was already the main one in Qingyun City.
Xuanjie martial arts were extremely rare throughout Yuzhou County, and several large families were able to handle them.
Xuanjie's Chinese martial art was unique to the Jiang family, and it was no exaggeration to say that it was the best martial art in Yuzhou County.
Even if this short-haired brat only mastered the "Phantom Sword" feather, it was simply not comparable to the Qingyun City swordsman at all.
At the moment when everyone was in awe, the short-haired boy rushed to Lin Yun like lightning.
One after another, the Phantom of the Sword and Light continued to attack Lin Yun.
The shot was decisive and fierce, and Jian Feng took the key.
Despite talking on the lips, it was actually fatal!
It could be seen that the purpose of these two teenagers was to come at the time of Lin Yun's death!
At that moment, everyone was holding their breath involuntarily, and their thoughts could not help but the depressing image of Lin Yun was being passed down.
But then, the images filling everyone's brains did not appear.
By the time Jian Guang approached, Lin Yun suddenly opened his eyes.
Micro-spiritual Truth!
At that moment, the world in Lin Yun's eyes had completely slowed down.
In Lin Yun eyes, the ghost-like sword light turned into a slow-moving sword blade.
Each millimeter moves like a meter.
"Slow! Too slow!"
Lin Yun calmly stood still, without even moving his footsteps, but his upper body moved slightly to the side, and he easily avoided the sword light.
"What!"
He immediately launched an even more violent attack, slashing over a dozen swords in a second, interweaving them into the sword mesh, completely blocking Lin Yun's escape direction.
But!
No matter how fierce his attacks were, Lin Yun could always avoid them with a slight difference.
Every action, every movement, seemed to have passed through tens of thousands of calculations, and could dodge every sword and light in the smallest and most energy-efficient way.
From start to finish, no sword fell on Lin Yun.
After washing and cutting the marrow, Lin Yun's body seemed to open the yoke, and his speed greatly increased. At this time, in a micro-state, it was easy to avoid the attacks of short-haired teenagers.
The silly short-haired boy only bragged about Haikou and said that Lin Yun should be completed in three blows.
Now he did not know how many tricks he had used, not only had Lin Yun finished, not even the slightest bit of Lin Yun hair.
It's just asking for humiliation!
"No way! This is absolutely impossible!"
The short-haired boy became angry and enraged, and the sword in his hand accelerated even faster.
Just when the last sword of the entire set of swords was cut.
Lin Yun turned to the side, and while rubbing the blade in front of him, he clamped his fingers gently to clamp the weakest point of the power distribution on top of the blade.
Choking fiercely.
The banting!
The knife broke in place.
The first half of the sword was sandwiched between Lin Yun's fingers.
The second half of the hilt was held in the hand of the short-haired boy.
The short-haired boy was numb by the great force, and could not help but retreat.
"The Phantom sword? Is it very vulnerable?" Lin Yunxi sneered cynically.
Step forward
The palm of the hand advanced forward like lightning.
The blade piece between your fingers turned into a ray of light, and it flickered close to the short-haired boy's head.
The whole process is just a few moments away.
In just the blink of an eye, the remnants of the edge of the sword followed the retracted right hand and returned between Lin Yun's two fingers.
The handsome short hair of the short-haired boy had been completely shaved, revealing his bare head, and shining in the sunlight.
Each hair is cut on the scalp, and the error of its length is no more than a millimeter, making the whole head look round and smooth, like a top shaving hand!
This amazing skill, this terrible speed, if you go shopping for a Hair Shave, you will definitely make a lot of money.
Short haired boys ... No, it should be more appropriate to call the bald boy now.
He felt like an electric shock, remaining silent, even the cold sweat on his forehead penetrated into his eyes, and he did not dare to reach out to wipe it.
He knows better than anyone else. At that moment, if Lin Yun wanted his life, he was now dead.
Lin Yun's actions were really too fast!
This almost made him unable to see clearly!
"I ... I confess!" Said the bald boy, who endured the humiliation in his heart, and said reluctantly.
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It was also funny he said earlier that he should have seen the power of the heavenly Wuhun.
And not only did Lin Yun not use Wuhun, not even his weapon, and he lightly defeated him. How ironic is this?
"Aclude me?"
A cruel grin appeared in the corner of Lin Yun's mouth: "Do you really think that you can learn if you want to learn?
They wanted to get rid of Lin Yun with the name of learning, but now they could not defeat but wanted to admit defeat?
How could it be so easy!