I Have A Divine Tree In My Heart

　　　　"锵"

　　 Along with the sound of the long sword being unsheathed, there was a cold light reflecting in the sun, and the rising cold light was so beautiful that many people couldn't help but be attracted.

　　 Then, they saw a shocking scene.

　　 The long sword shining with cold light passed through Xu Ting's raised arm at high speed, and hit him severely.

　　"Boom"

　　 Along with a burst of noise, Xu Ting, who was charging, was taken away at a faster speed.

　　 The person was in the air, and he even spurted blood.

With one blow, Xu Ting was defeated.

　　 "huh"

　　 As he returned the sword to its sheath, Lin Yao let out a sigh, standing straight.

　　 And such a scene has also made many girls' eyes shine with appreciation.

　　 "So handsome."

　　 "I defeated Xu Ting with a single sword, and Lin Yao is also very strong."

　　 "Strong fart, it is a sneak attack, it would be so ugly if Xu Ting knew the situation would never be defeated."

"Indeed, and although defeating Xu Ting with one sword is shocking, the sword-drawing technique is like this. One sword is born and one sword is dead. You will not fight for a long time. If Xu Ting blocks it, Lin Yao will lose... this is just normal. That's it."

　　 Some people praised it, and naturally some were envious and jealous watching Lin Yao received praise from girls.

　　 In this regard, Lin Yao's best buddies responded directly.

　　 "Joke, if they encounter an enemy in the wild, they will give you the name of their tricks? If you don't know the enemy's information, I blame Ayao."

　　 "That is, when I met in the wild, Xu Ting is dead."

　　The ability to draw swordsmanship is not to mention, but the handsomeness is unparalleled. One sword points out the victory and defeat, and the life and death are so exciting things that martial artists love to pursue.

　　 Lin Yao, also now has a little fan girl.

　　 Of course, these Lin Yao didn't care at all.

After 　　 flew Xu Ting with a sword, he had already won the victory and returned to the coach.

　　 "That sword was good just now, but this sword is exposed, and other people won't be so careless next time."

"I know."

When 　　 spoke, the battle on the field continued. Soon, there were only four people standing on the high platform, Lin Yao, Zhou Yang, Li Peng, and a martial artist with combat skills.

　　 To fight again, it was still a lottery. The student with combat skills turned his attention to Lin Yao, obviously he wanted to fight Lin Yao.

　　 There is no way. Although the sword drawing technique is a sword technique that can determine life and death in one blow, Lin Yao's hard power is not strong, and that person feels that he can win.

　　 But Zhou Yang and Li Peng are all over him.

　　 It's a pity that although the draw seems fair, the strong will always be left last. This time is no exception. In the final match, in the semifinals, Lin Yao vs. Zhou Yang, and Li Peng vs. the young man.

　　 Such a scene also caused the people off the court to shake their heads a bit.

　　 "It's a pity, other people, Lin Yao, can still use sword-drawing skills to win the front line, Zhou Yang is too strong."

　　 "Indeed, Zhou Yang was fighting with a warrior just now. After that warrior burst out of invigoration and used combat skills, he couldn't even catch Zhou Yang's punch. The same warrior, the difference between genius and ordinary people also exists."

　　 It was Li Peng and the two who competed first, without any suspense, although that classmate also used combat skills and was evenly matched with Li Peng.

　　 But after the fight, Li Peng recovered his breath more quickly, and another vajra palm slapped it, and the classmate was slapped flying.

　　 At this point, there are only three people in the field, Lin Yao, Zhou Yang, and the victorious Li Peng.

Of course, this does not mean that Lin Yao must be in the top three. If he loses, he still needs to participate in the battle of the loser group. After the winner is determined, he can be ranked third. The first and second are the two finalists. .

　　 "Lin Yao, play against Zhou Yang."

　　 The voice fell, and Lin Yao and Zhou Yang took the stage together.

Facing Zhou Yang head-on, Lin Yao also felt the pressure of the previous warriors. Zhou Yang is too tall and Lin Yao is no longer short. His 1.8-meter figure can be called last week’s, but Zhou Yang is more than two meters taller than Lin Yao. A head higher, the physique is even stronger, and you can see that it is strong and beneficial, like a lion.

　　 "The last warrior confronted him with martial arts, but he was directly shocked, and he was invincible."

　　While Lin Yao stared at Zhou Yang, Zhou Yang was also staring at Lin Yao's sword holding palm.

　　His strength is indeed strong, and he is taller and more resistant, but he has not had time to practice hardware kung fu, he still can't take the full blow of the martial artist.

　　 However, although he stared at Lin Yao's right hand under pressure, he was very confident in his heart.

　　 "Sword drawing is not invincible. Just be careful, and I will win if I block the first sword."

　　 With this thought, after the coach called out to start, he didn't charge to the front of Lin Yao, but pressed forward step by step.

　　 This is to put pressure on Lin Yao, but also to stabilize the body and mind to prevent Lin Yao's surprise attack.

　　 It's just that when he walked to Lin Yao, Lin Yao didn't move, which made him grin.

　　 "Is it stable, but no matter how stable it is, there is no effect. The difference in strength cannot be offset by some tricks."

Accompanied by words, Zhou Yang fisted like a dragon, and slammed into Lin Yao's body, and at the same time as his fist fell, his eyes were fixed on Lin Yao's right hand holding the sword, guarding against the emergence of sword-drawing. .

　　More than one person stared at Lin Yao's right hand. Everyone knew Lin Yao's sword-drawing skills, and knew that the only point of his comeback was here, even the one-eyed coach.

　　 Then, everyone was tragic.

　　 "锵!"

　　 When Zhou Yang's fist fell ~www.ltnovel.com~ the sound of the sword being unsheathed also sounded in the court.

　　 But, as soon as the crisp sound came out, Zhou Yang slammed his fierce right hand and took it away, and the right hand wrapped in the armguard moved towards the sword body to resist it.

　　 Seemingly rough, he always keeps three points, just to guard against such a moment.

　　 "As long as you block the sword-drawing technique, without the ultimate speed of sword-drawing, he is not an enemy of mine."

　　 Confidently, he thinks that as long as he resists this move, he can win. Therefore, his big eyes are fixed on Lin Yao's right hand, and he must not let this move happen.

However, staring closely at Lin Yao, he quickly discovered that what the classmates in front of him were pulling out was not a sword, but light. The endless light gushing out of the scabbard, like the hot sun falling into the mortal world. Don't dare to look directly.

　　 "Ah...my eyes!"

It is not only the absolute blackness that makes people unable to see clearly. The light that appears suddenly stimulates the eyes even more. When looking directly at the noon sun, there will be countless people crying, and suddenly walking from the dark shadow to the light, they have to close. Sooth your eyes for a while and then slowly open them.

But at this time, Zhou Yang, staring at Lin Yao with wide-eyed eyes, did not have a chance to soothe. Faced with the infinite light that Lin Yao pulled out of the scabbard, he was as if looking directly at a flash bomb at close range. The sudden ray of light pierced his eyes, and the eyelids closed subconsciously. The fist that came to resist and the left fist that was about to strike even pulled back to the eye.

　　 All this is an instinctive reaction after seeing the light. The sudden blankness of his eyes and the instantaneous darkness made him panic, and he made such a move.

　　 After doing this, even if the eyes were still tingling and unable to see anything, Zhou Yang felt bad.

"not good……"

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