Chapter 32

"Second level of refinement! This little girl is looking for death!" Everyone laughed. Obviously, Nangong Wan was too impulsive. With her second level of refinement, she dared to directly challenge Zhao Gang on the stage. She was really overconfident.

Zhao Gang also smiled coldly, "I don't hit women, get out!"

Nangong Wan's little stubborn temper immediately surged up, with cold eyes and angry face, she directly pulled out a sword from the weapon rack, and shouted: "You are a coward who is afraid of women, you should get out!"

Zhao Gang's complexion changed drastically, and he gave a livid stare, "You are courting death!" Zhao Gang has always been ruthless, obviously he would never be sympathetic, and with a movement of his hand, he had already pulled out a gleaming Overlord Knife from the weapon rack.

"Be careful!" Lin Yi carefully reminded, he didn't expect Nangong Wan to be so impulsive, even if Nangong Wan's Lingfeng swordsmanship is well practiced, she can barely deal with the third level of refining, facing Zhao Gang, there is no chance of winning.

Unexpectedly, Nangong Wan was the first to attack, raised her sword, and slashed at Zhao Gang. The blade pierced through the air, and there was a sound of the sword.

"Trash!" Zhao Gang shook his head, raised his right hand in disdain, pointed the sword at the sky, reversed and hit it, without any movement, and quietly blocked Nangong Wan's sword without retreating at all, only a slight shock of his arm.

The second sword! Nangong Wan slashed again, another continuous sword sound, slashing at Zhao Gang's saber.

Zhao Gang didn't move, his eyes were full of contempt, and with a slight lift of the blade, he easily blocked Nangong Wan's full-strength sword.

Four consecutive sword sounds, Nangong Wan's four swords were all out, but Zhao Gang could not be shaken at all, the gap was too great.

"What kind of broken swordsmanship is this? It's rubbish!" Zhao Gang sighed, and finally started to fight back. With a sudden shake of his right hand, the blade slammed out, and within a short distance, it burst out with terrifying force.

Nangong Wan's sword was thrown away like an ant bumping into an elephant. The sword fell out of his hand and landed in the distance.

And the knife was already resting on Nangong Wan's delicate neck, giving off a slight chill.

"Little girl, you don't know how to learn swordsmanship, I'm afraid you can't even kill an ant!" Zhao Gang sneered and mocked: "If you are willing to marry my brother, I will teach you swordsmanship, how about it? "

Zhao Meng in the audience giggled, almost bursting out with laughter. Naturally, there was nothing to say about Nangong Wan's beauty, which man could not covet it?

Nangong Wan's face turned red with anger, "The toad wants to eat swan meat!"

"Bastard!" Anger flashed in Zhao Gang's eyes, and his left fist slammed out, hitting Nangong Wan's shoulder. He obviously didn't dare to seriously injure Nangong Wan, but it was absolutely uncomfortable hitting him.

A black shadow suddenly flashed past, hugged Nangong Wan and floated out in an instant. Before everyone could see clearly, the man had already hugged Nangong Wan to the audience.

"Brother Lin Yi!" Nangong Wan had tears in her eyes, and her aggrieved eyelashes trembled slightly, like filaments wet by rain.

Lin Yi's figure was already standing on the stage again, wrapped in a black robe, like an impenetrable mystery.

"Another one looking for death!" Zhao Gang's eyes moved, and he saw that Lin Yi was only in the third stage of refining, "Boy, I am merciful to women, and I will not be soft on you. If you are missing arms and legs, don't Blame me!"

The disciples in the audience shook their heads again and again, what's the matter today, they all want to leapfrog the challenge, aren't they vying to be abused by others, although the third level of refinement is definitely better than the second level of refinement, but it is still one step behind Zhao Gang In the small realm, if it is not for the cultivation technique against the sky, it is impossible to win.

Not every warrior can be like that "ruthless man", who can deal with warriors at the fourth level of refinement at the second level of refinement!

"Huh? He shouldn't be, he must be the ruthless man!" In the crowd, someone whispered, thinking of a possibility. After all, Lin Yi's aura is too strong, and he is also somewhat different from the legendary Yifeng who defeated Yang Cheng. resemblance.

"No way, if he is really that ruthless person, Zhao Gang will be miserable!"

"The second level of refinement can defeat the fourth level of refinement. If this ruthless person reaches the third level of refinement, then the fourth level of refinement is nothing!"

Lin Yi took two steps forward, "You said, her sword skills are rubbish?"

"Why, not convinced? Her swordsmanship is rubbish in the first place, vulnerable!" Zhao Gang said coldly, "It can't be taught by you, haha, no wonder!"

"I taught it." Lin Yi replied lightly, "Even if it's rubbish swordsmanship, one move is enough to defeat you!"

Zhao Gang laughed loudly, "Brat, you haven't woken up from your dreams! Take the sword quickly, I will let you see what is the real powerful technique!"

Lin Yi turned around, walked to the weapon rack, picked up a sword, but put it down again, looked at three swords in a row, but was not very satisfied, and shook his head repeatedly.

"Boy, no matter how powerful the sword you get, it's still rubbish!" Zhao Gang sneered, "Would you like to borrow a spiritual weapon and fight me!"

Everyone laughed.

"No, no," Lin Yi shook his head helplessly, and gave up choosing the sword, "These swords are too strong, I'm afraid I'll hurt you!"

Zhao Gang was stunned for a moment, his face trembling, "Arrogant kid!" He had already made a decision in his heart, and he must cut off the boy's arms later, making him a useless person.

The disciples also looked at each other, confused, "Aren't these ordinary swords too strong? Zhao Gang is too underestimated!"

"Hey, this sword is not bad!" Lin Yi walked to the edge of the competition stage, like a baby who had grown into the sky, his eyes were shining, everyone looked at it, but Lin Yi was staring at a dead tree branch under the stage.

"This kid...is he stupid!"

"There is definitely something wrong with my head!"

"Wanwan, help me bring up the 'sword'!" Lin Yi pointed at the branch and said seriously.

Nangong Wan was also in a daze, but she absolutely believed in Lin Yi, so she walked over, picked up the branch, and threw it to Lin Yi.

Lin Yi held the branch, but it was really like holding a sharp sword, and his momentum rose sharply.

Zhao Gang's face had turned into a liver-colored face, "Suicide!" Lin Yi's arrogance completely angered Zhao Gang, and he slashed out with a knife. Naturally, he wanted to cut off Lin Yi's shoulder.

How can a dead branch resist a tyrant knife? Everyone held their breath.

Lin Yi made a strange step, his body moved, his slightly tilted shoulder missed the straight line of the knife, and then he flicked the branch in his hand, hitting the knife from the side.

This blow seemed soft and weak, but only Zhao just now knew how terrifying the force Lin Yi hit with the branch. His arm trembled, his bones creaked, and the knife almost came out of his hand.

After only one fight, Zhao Gang had a look of fear in his eyes. He was always arrogant, but he was not stupid. The strength and speed of the young disciple in front of him, who only had a third-level refinement level, was definitely far above him.

"See clearly, Lingfeng swordsmanship!" As soon as Lin Yi's words fell, the branch in his hand had been thrown out again, making a strong roar like thunder.

Shoot the branches out of the sword, a terrifying ability!

I do not believe! Zhao Gang gave up his fear, let out an angry roar, raised his saber violently, and swung the saber in an extremely domineering way, but seeing the light of the saber and the shadow of the blade, the blade swung extremely fast, the move was fatal.

Lin Yi had no choice but to step back, slamming Zhao Gang's knife sideways while retreating, and quickly found a flaw in his calm eyes.

"Death!" Zhao Gang slashed down with a knife. By this time, he had already disregarded the sect's rules and wanted to kill Lin Yi directly, and lost his mind in rage.

Lin Yi didn't dodge or dodge. Amid the exclamation of everyone, the branch had already shaken out, like a soft rope, but it broke out with terrifying force and hit Zhao Gang's wrist fiercely.

Zhao Gang screamed, the bones on his wrist were broken, and Ba Dao was thrown out of his hand.

Zhao Gang reacted quickly. He wanted to take the knife with his left hand, but was suppressed by the experienced Lin Yi with his fist, and he was not given a chance to turn over.

The knife fell to the ground and was kicked away by Lin Yi. The branch had already landed firmly on Zhao Gang's neck, and the movement was done in one go. If this was a sword, Zhao Gang would have died.