Chapter 312

Lin Tianyu didn't care about the tunnel: "ten moves, it should be almost."

When the other party heard Lin Tianyu say so, he didn't react at first, but then he became angry: Lin Tianyu responded with his words, which clearly means that ten moves can win him.

Ten moves to beat him!

Did you make him a monk in front of him who was not at the same level?

Asshole!

Is it tolerable or intolerable.

The swordsman stares at Lin Tianyu. In his eyes, he almost bursts out fire. He wants to kill Lin Tianyu with a sword.

This kid is very angry with me.

Two people's eyes collide, let a person vaguely feel that the air between them is Zizi to send out the sound of electric current collision.

The depression of the air was as if the wind all around had forbidden the flow.

Then, two eyes, respectively, dead locked in each other's body.

Ho!

The sword in the swordsman's hand is as quick and agile as a silver snake spitting out its message.

Dang!

The black sword cut the weak point of the sword, but without waiting for Lin Tianyu's black knife's power to advance again, the opponent's sword technique changed again, slightly changed a small angle, and stabbed it again.

Whoosh! The sword is more than five feet long. He competed with the black sword, and his power was incomparable in the monk's mana infusion.

Brush!

Lin Tianyu's whole person, is like to melt into the wind, glide to open, until the opponent's side. At the same time, the black sword gave out a "Dang" sound, which just happened to cut at the weak point of the sword, and once again cut the edge of the sword to a deviation. Then, the black sword moved forward in accordance with the trend, which made the swordsman on the opposite side flustered and confused. However, it was also the most skillful sword technique in the end. It just stepped aside two steps and immediately stabilized the panic momentum. At the same time, he was more careful when he took out the sword. His moves were changeable and there was no trace to find. It's changed after half stabbing. It's no longer the slightest use of sword moves. It's used to be solid.

His opponent's sword technique has changed again. The black sword in Lin Tianyu's hand is also a continuous sword move. In the twinkling of an eye, nine moves have been passed.

Whoa!

Another sword, flying stab, sword speed faster, more powerful.

Obviously, it is to win or lose with this sword. It's just ten moves.

Obviously, the swordsman on the opposite side also remembers the bold words when he just stepped on the challenge arena, so he decided to really practice.

Before that, Lin Tianyu had been planning this last move to win or lose. Therefore, when the opponent's powerful sword technique was unfolded, Lin Tianyu's figure did not retreat half a step. On the contrary, it was like a gust of wind, going upstream along the gap between the swords. At a distance of three feet, a knife was cutting in from the weak point of the sword's defense, cutting into the bra and pointing directly at the opponent's chest.

"You lost!" Lin Tianyu said coldly.

The other side looked at the black knife in his chest, a burst of dispirited color: he is also the favored son of heaven, but now, unexpectedly, he was defeated by a big state.

"My God! Lin Tianyu actually won again, and just like the ten moves mentioned in the opening game. "

"But in the competition ahead, the opponent is obviously much weaker, but he still wins with more than ten moves. Is it not to say that he has not come up with real strength? How strong is he going to have to be. "

"You don't see through the nature of the matter. In the first nine moves, both of them are evenly matched. Finally, at the tenth move, the opponent made the most powerful sword move. According to the law, he should have been hard to deal with, but he won with one stroke. What does that mean? Think about it. "

"In this way, doesn't it mean that from the beginning to the end, in fact, he is completely possible to win with one stroke?"