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Just as Murong Xue's sword move was about to land on Lin Kai, Lin Kai also moved. He also took out a black sharp sword and swung it downwards, but it was a simple sword attack. It did not contain any sword skill, because it was afraid that one strike from it would take her life, because after witnessing Song Han's Cold Ice Sword Skill, Murong Xue's cold attributed sword skill was as weak as paper.

The two energies collided, and the collision happened in an instant. Murong Xue was instantly forced back several steps, while Lin Kai did not even take a single step back. The difference between them could be imagined.

However, Murong Xue was not convinced, she did not expect herself to be defeated in a single move, and now that she thought about the ice man's cold and indifferent look, it turned out that he was simply disdaining her, so she told him to leave, or else she would not reveal her sword skills, now that she thought about it so deeply, Murong Xue became even angrier, and immediately started arguing with Lin Kai.

Murong Xue threw caution to the wind and instantly displayed her unique sword skill. At this moment, the wind was raging, and even the surrounding temperature suddenly dropped by a few degrees. It was obvious that this was Murong Xue's last trump card as hundreds of small ice swords instantly condensed and instantly covered the entire stage.

The power created by the hundreds of thousands of ice swords was also extraordinary. Even Lin Kai stopped looking at them with contempt and decided to take them seriously.

"Is it serious now?" However, it's already too late. As my sword force has already been fully condensed, you can lose now. Murong Xue arrogantly said.

Lin Kai also rarely replied to her. Although he felt that this move was not weak, but in the face of absolute strength, this move would not create much of a storm. However, Lin Kai still had to put in a lot of effort.

In an instant, the black light shot out in all directions. Not long after, it broke through the thousands of ice swords, and instantly, the ice shattered into pieces.

Murong Xue was about to fall off the stage. If there wasn't anyone helping her, then she would have smashed into the ground with her weak body and would have been paralyzed. However, just as she was about to get a kiss from the ground, a strong hand grabbed her waist, barely avoiding the injury.

This man was actually a man with a cold face, like a thousand year old ice. This man was Lin Kai, and even Murong Xue didn't expect that this ice cube would save him, so he immediately looked Lin Kai in the eye, wanting to confirm that it was real.

However, before he had entered the infatuated state for long, Lin Kai saw that he was safe on the ground and his hand immediately trembled. Instantly, he maintained a distance and Lin Kai coldly walked away.

Song Han originally thought that this fellow would seize this opportunity to hug a beauty and change his personality very soon. Seeing this scene, Song Han was also deeply moved that Lin Kai was still that Lin Kai, still that indifferent man.

"Of course, the ones that are most shocked are the surrounding martial artists." Who is this person that is actually treating my goddess in such a manner? What a fool. If there's a chance, I'll definitely chop him apart. " However, most of these people were male martial artists.

However, the style of the female martial artists were completely different. They usually said, 'This person is so cool, not only is he cool, he's also very strong. Who is he? Is he a genius that came out of nowhere?' "I wish something could happen to him."

Of course, these rumors also stopped with the next match.

This battle was between Song Han and Xia Yun. Of course, Xia Yun's reputation was not small, after all, he had already become the Sixth Elder's direct disciple, and his cultivation in the Immortal Sword Sect had advanced by leaps and bounds. Obviously, these three months of opportunity were not to be trifled with. Otherwise, the Sixth Elder wouldn't have thought highly of them.

Of course, when enemies meet, their eyes would turn red. Although Song Han didn't have any hatred towards Xia Yun, Xia Yun hated Song Han to the bones, and when he saw that the opponent was him, he immediately said arrogantly, "I didn't expect that after three months, your strength hasn't increased by much. Today, I'll let you have a taste of what kind of person you are.

After Xia Yun finished speaking, he seemed to find it unsatisfying. In order to establish his image, he pretended to be kind and said, "If you're willing to kneel down and kowtow three times for me, then cripple your own hand and shout out that I'm a weak chicken, then I'll let you off temporarily."

However, seeing how low Song Han's cultivation was, they did not know whether he would submit or not. Although the crowd of martial artists felt hatred at seeing Song Han standing next to the Third Elder, they still hoped that he would not be so weak.

However, Sixth Elder Chen Qinggruo was very happy at this time. It was as if she was humiliating Song Han, as if she was stepping on the Third Elder. In his heart, he suddenly felt elated, as if he had just let out a breath of ill temper.

Seeing this person spouting a bunch of nonsense, Song Han could not help but say, "You can start now, I really don't want to hear you spouting nonsense here. If you want to admit defeat, I can let bygones be bygones."

When Xia Yun heard this, a burst of fury started to rise. He didn't expect this person to not care about his words at all, as his prestige was completely wasted on him. However, he still disdainfully said, "I think you're just refusing a toast. Don't blame me for being merciless today."

As he said that, he drew his sword and slashed at Song Han, his style could not be considered ferocious, the Sword Qi was released in all directions, suddenly a mighty gigantic bull appeared, running towards Song Han. The cow was as though it was real, it was tens of metres tall, and if not for the restrictions on the stage, the examination platform would have been smashed to pieces.

However, Song Han was naturally not afraid in the slightest and did not even move.

Seeing Song Han like that, Xia Yun also laughed and said, "I thought you had some skills, but now that you see my true strength, you must be scared out of your wits."

Even some of the surrounding martial artists all shook their heads, expressing their pity. It was all because of this little martial artist's pills. If only he had surrendered earlier, he would have been severely injured even if he didn't die.

However, they were not worried at all. After all, with Song Han's true strength, beating him up was like hitting a child as if he was an adult.

Finally, Xia Yun's sword technique completely landed on Song Han's body, instantly causing quite a sensation. Song Han was also completely submerged within Xia Yun's sword technique, and even his figure disappeared.

'It's over just like that. You should run, how silly of you. The crowd of warriors shouted. It was impossible for them to withstand this strike with their bodies. They didn't think that this martial artist would be so afraid.

Even Shen Kexin and the rest had worried looks on their faces. Perhaps they also felt that Song Han was being a little too careless. They never expected that Song Han would be able to catch a sword by himself.