Chapter 247 --Phantom Swordsmanship

Jumping, the long sword behind him instantly turned into a virtual shadow, temporarily suspended over the martial arts field with thrust, looking down at Lin Yuan.

"Well, as long as you pull the distance, there is nothing scary." He, who was regarded by everyone as inferior to Lin Yuan, was not as much as many people before him. He had a big blow to Wu Weiwei. He didn't know what others said. In his opinion, Lin Yuan could defeat Su Lizhong with one sword, mainly because of the distance was close and sudden. In addition, Su Lizhong had just finished preparing the strongest trick, and his mind was a little relaxed, so he was attacked by Lin. Take advantage of fate.

Now that others are in mid-air, even if they fall down, they still maintain a distance of dozens of meters from the other party. As long as Lin Yuan moves a little, with his own speed effect, Wu Weiwei believes that he will have time to react and will not let Lin Yuan approach easily.

In the audience in the first row, Sun Tianyou, the head of the North Courtyard, nodded with satisfaction. Wu Weiwei, as one of his disciples, did the best way to deal with it. The distance was large enough to bring his advantages to the limit.

Lin Yuan is naturally very clear about Wu Weiwei's practice of opening the distance, but he doesn't care too much. The gap between them is not one or two points, and it doesn't matter whether there is a distance or not.

"Phantom Swordsmanship - inseparable!"

Wu Weiwei made a move. As the third disciple of Sun Tianyou, the head of the North Courtyard, he ranked 20th in the last ranking monument. His strength was still very strong. His black sword trembled violently, the virtual shadow chain, the dark light was bright, and countless arc-shaped chopping waves were superimposed in the void, forming a ghost-like black light waves. , ravage towards the forest edge, overwhelmingly and unable to avoid.

Poo!

The strange sound of the torn cloth sounded, and a dark blue scratch appeared in the dark light. The scratch quickly expanded and was torn directly from the middle. Lin Yuan came out of it with a sword and was unharmed.

Wu Weiwei's pupils suddenly shrank and subconsciously retreated.

Wo!

A dark blue sword spirit wiped his body's true air and flew by, and it was heavily cut on the silver-white light curtain, stirring up a circle of ripples.

"This time I'll see how you break through it. Phantom swordsmanship - sword shadow overlap!"

The shadow of the sword in his hand shook, and countless sword shadows overlapped. The shadows of the sword suddenly upgraded to a more terrible sword light. The dense arc chopping waves staggered and bombarded Lin Yuan with the momentum of destroying everything. Wu Weiwei believed that under this blow, as long as Lin Yuan showed a flaw, he would be severely damaged.

One step, two steps, three steps!

Lin Yuan's face remained unchanged, took three steps forward, and then raised the vast sword emitting dark blue sword light and lifted it back.

Stab!

The void seemed to produce a dark blue electric wire flashing. The originally swaying sword shadow was instantly divided into two, like an open curtain. Wu Weiwei, who was behind the curtain, didn't even have time to react. He was split by a sword to protect his true spirit, turned three or four heels in the air, and finally slid down against the silver-white light curtain. Come on.

"How is it possible that this sword actually contains two forms of speed and lightning?" A referee on the court of Wuzong was surprised.

Before, although Lin Yuan used fast speed many times, and even had a sword power when fighting with Su Lizhong, he was not eye-catching at that time, and the sword power was reserved. Few people noticed this, almost nothing. Now his opponent is Wu Weiwei, an inner disciple of the mixed Yuanjing, since However, it attracted the attention of many people.

In the audience, another inner door elder sighed: "Although the shape of this Zhenyuan sword spirit is not as elusive as sword power, it is the most challenging for people's understanding and talent, which is far from Wu Weiwei."

"In addition, Lin Yuan's body must have swallowed something containing lightning properties, and it doesn't seem to be very strong. It should not have been fully controlled and absorbed." The elder standing in the audience said a word.

The patriarch of Wu, who stood in the center of the audience, smiled bitterly for five days and couldn't help looking at Lin Yuan a few more times. When he saw Lin Yuan three times, his strength was completely different. To be honest, he had never seen such a terrible speed of improvement in any young man, and even Wu Tian was beyond his reach.

"What a little monster."

Wu Tian has a love for talent.

Lin Yuan's victory was not unexpected by the referee and immediately announced the result. They had more or less an idea to see when Lin Yuan's winning streak will last and whether it will end in the second stage of the knockout competition.

"I have won 12 times in a row. How do I feel that watching Lin Yuan's game is very **? It seems to make people look forward to his victory one by one."

"Me too, is it strange? Logically speaking, his current strength has not reached the real top ten level!"

"Maybe he knows more about other people, but he is unfamiliar with him! It belongs to the real nameless people. In the world, unknown people defeat famous masters for a long time. This kind of thing is undoubtedly the most sensational and widespread. One person pointed out the key.

When others heard this, they suddenly became cheerful. Yes, in the young generation, Lin Yuan was indeed an unknown person in the real inner door. At the beginning, Lin Yuan left only in the outer door. Among the disciples of the inner door, Lin Yuan has never been exposed. Unlike Li Yun and Xiao Chu, who showed enough to compete with the old year as soon as he came up. The strength of the light giant has reduced everyone's expectations for him. After all, his opponents are only a few, and the previous game is obviously pediatric.

Wow!

Wu Weiwei, who got up from the ground, opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood. His chest was much more comfortable, but he was not mentally comfortable.

He remembers that when he fought with Hu Xiaolong six months ago, it was only the realm of Naling, and his strength was only comparable to the late Juling period.

Only a few months apart, the other party's own realm is not only unclear, but even his strength has progressed so fast, and his combat effectiveness has advanced by leaps and bounds. For a thousand miles, he has thrown away some progress and pulled him farther and farther away. Now he is thinking about how Lin Yuan practiced? Is there such a big gap between them? I have worked hard for so many years that I have not been as good as the other party for a year or even months.

For a while, Wu Weiwei's expression waned. In the past, he was so proud because he was confident that he had made greater progress than others, but now, it is not the same at all. The people in front of him have made greater progress than him, and the people behind have also caught up, making him in an embarrassing situation.

Can't Wu Weiwei really rank among the top geniuses?

Countless thoughts flashed in his mind, and Wu Weiwei's original ambition turned into nothing. He felt that he was a little ridiculous, like a clown.

Lin Yuan doesn't know what Wu Weiwei is thinking and doesn't care about it. However, if it happens to him, he will not be as negative as Wu Weiwei. The real strong must first have a strong will and a strong heart, even if the sky collapses, even if it is full of setbacks and face it with a smile.

Only when the heart is strong can you have the essence of a strong man.

How many failures you have experienced, but unlike him, only after experiencing defeat can you know victory.

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