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Hearing other elders' comments on Lin Yuan, Feng Qingyang didn't take it seriously.

"That's not necessarily the case. I think Lin Yuan is still very likely to win."

"Second Feng, even if he is a disciple under your peak, he wouldn't be so blindly partial, right?"

Third Elder Pang Guangyan retorted:

"There is a five-level spiritual pressure gap in the Profound Spirit Realm. I have never heard of anyone surpassing it."

"Hehe, is that so?" Li Hongzhang finally spoke, he laughed: "But I have the same idea as Feng Er Er."

"Third son, Yi Shuihan under your peak has really improved in strength during this period of time."

Li Hongzhang stared at Lin Yuan, and said slowly: "But Lin Yuan also not only raised the realm of spiritual pressure."

"I don't know if you have heard of that Xuanling Realm cultivator who has been active in the frontiers of the Qin Dynasty in the past year?"

All the elders standing beside Li Hongzhang first nodded in unison, and then they all showed shock.

"Great Elder, you mean... that cultivator at the Profound Spirit Realm is Lin Yuan who hasn't appeared for a whole year?"

"That's right, wearing a white robe, with superb swordsmanship, and wielding a strangely shaped epee. In the early days of the Mystic Spiritual Realm, it made the frontier generals at the peak of the Mysterious Spiritual Realm of other countries helpless."

Li Hongzhang nodded.

"Not only are the realms similar, but also the time of appearance coincides with the time when Lin Yuan disappeared."

"That's why I guess that the cultivator dubbed 'thousands of horses avoiding white robes' is most likely Lin Yuan."

Li Hongzhang continued:

"It can be seen from this that not only did he not relax his cultivation during this year, but he also experienced a lot of battles."

"Besides, I can faintly feel an indescribable mysterious aura from him, so I feel that he might have the power to fight Yi Shuihan."

Looking at the increasingly noisy crowd in the distance, Li Hongzhang turned his head and said to the third elder:

"Third brother, let you preside over the appointment that has been set. He has a deep grudge with you. It's time to settle it."

After receiving Li Hongzhang's instruction, Pang Guangyan nodded, flew up and landed in the middle of the crowd.

The entire mountain gate suddenly fell silent, and all the crowd of disciples who were watching dispersed immediately.

Under his guidance, the disciples gave Lin Yuan and Yi Shuihan room to compete.

There are two people in the arena, one is dressed in white and the other is dressed in green, standing with swords in hand.

From a distance, one can feel the detached aura on them.

This competition is an appointment that was made two years ago, and it is also the battle for the tenth place in the Qingmen Tianbang.

If Lin Yuan wins, he can replace Yi Shuihan, occupy the tenth place in the ranking, and get the qualification to participate in the qualifying competition.

But is this result possible?

All disciples have the same answer in their hearts.

"Swords have no eyes, fists and feet are hard to close, and it is inevitable to get injured during the sparring, even if limbs are broken, it is a common thing."

Yi Shuihan looked directly into Lin Yuan's eyes, and there was an undisguised and palpitating killing intent in them.

"Hopefully, you're mentally prepared."

Facing Yi Shuihan's provocation, Lin Yuan's face and eyes remained calm.

"At the dinner that day, your brother said the same thing to me."

"you wanna die!!"

Enraged by Lin Yuan's words, Yi Shuihan stopped talking nonsense, stepped on the ground with both feet, and his speed instantly soared to the extreme.

He swept up a series of afterimages and flew towards Lin Yuan.

In the eyes of everyone, the two swung their swords almost at the same moment.

Keng! ! !

Boom boom boom! ! !

The blades collided, and the two completely different spiritual pressure storms collided head-on, with a dull explosion.

But what made everyone's eyes widen was that the storm of spiritual pressure slashed out from Yi Shuihan's sword exploded under the impact of the blades.

However, the movements of Lin Yuan's hands did not stop at all, and continued to swing horizontally towards Yi Shuihan's chest.

"What... what?!"

Yi Shuihan, who was going to take advantage of Lin Yuan's difficulty to retreat, but swung his sword to chase after him, suddenly became shocked.

Subconsciously, his body retreated violently, and at the same time re-condensed the spiritual pressure, and raised his sword to block Lin Yuan's swift slash.

Chi la! ! !

With the sound of a sharp knife cutting through the robe, a bright red line of blood oozed from Yi Shuihan's chest.

He continued to retreat a few feet before stopping, looking down at the sword wound on his chest, his eyes were shattered.

The entire mountain pass was suddenly quiet, and the expressions on the faces of all the disciples became extremely dull.

No one could believe that this battle with such a disparity had such a result when the two met for the first time.

This is a head-on spiritual pressure collision.

They thought that Lin Yuan would be blown away instantly by Yi Shuihan's sword, and even seriously injured.

But in reality, it seems that they are evenly matched, which is unacceptable.

"This, how is this possible... Senior Brother Yi Shui, he is at the peak of the Profound Spirit Realm!"

"Maybe it's just a preliminary test. Brother Yi Shui hasn't used his full strength yet. The next step is the real confrontation. It must be like this."

Seeing Yi Shuihan injured, even several elders in the distance showed shock at the same time.

They thought that facing Yi Shuihan, Lin Yuan would have a hard time fighting, and he had to use his body skills to find a way out.

But he never expected that he would be able to fight Yi Shuihan directly even in a frontal spiritual pressure confrontation.

No.

As long as you look at the performance of the two now, you will know that it cannot be said that they are fighting against each other.

When the spiritual pressure collided, Lin Yuan's expression did not change, and his breath remained calm.

On the other hand, Yi Shuihan was not only out of breath, but even the right arm holding the sword was trembling slightly.

And all the elders could see the sword just now.

Yi Shuihan didn't hold back any spiritual pressure, but Lin Yuan didn't use his full strength at all.

Facing the five-level gap in the Xuanling Realm, Lin Yuan turned out to be better.

Can't understand, can't believe it.

"Is this what you call the sword without eyes?"

Looking at Yi Shuihan with an extremely ugly face, Lin Yuan's tone was indifferent.

"If it's only this level, then you're doomed."

With that indifferent tone, it sounded as if he didn't take this battle seriously from the beginning to the end.

"It's just that I took a move and left a small wound on my body by chance, do you think you've won?"

Yi Shuihan shook his numb right arm, forced a smile and said:

"What a joke... In my eyes, you are still an ant, kill me!!"

Yi Shuihan's expression froze, the spiritual pressure under his feet exploded, and he rushed towards Lin Yuan at a speed that was a few minutes faster than before.

"It's a movement technique! Brother Yi Shui even used a movement technique. It seems that he is going to do his best to solve Lin Yuan!"

Amidst the exclamation of all the disciples, Yi Shuihan rushed to Lin Yuan almost instantly.

Then, at this moment, his figure became extremely trance again, turned into a phantom, changed his position strangely, and came to the side of Lin Yuan.

This split-second change of movement made all the onlookers look shocked.

It was so fast that people couldn't catch it, and it was so fast that it left a swaying afterimage, it was impossible for Lin Yuan to react.

But the next scene left everyone dumbfounded again.

Yi Shuihan poured all his spiritual power into the sword without reservation, and slashed towards Lin Yuan.

And Lin Yuan swung his sword horizontally again, as if he had expected it long ago.

That sword seemed light and weak, but it made people feel extremely palpitating.

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Chapter 94 Rolling

That is momentum.

A seemingly light, but unstoppable momentum.

Let you have thousands of sword skills, and I will not have the sword power to slash them with one sword.

All the elders were shocked, they didn't expect Lin Yuan to have comprehended the "potential" that only cultivators in the Earth Spirit Realm are qualified to touch.

That competition has already decided the winner at this moment.

At this moment, Yi Shuihan swung the silver sword.

The spiritual power surged in his body unreservedly poured into the narrow and long spirit sword.

"Go to hell!! Sword dance in the sky!"

With a ferocious face, he uttered a roar with endless killing intent, and stabbed countless sword shadows one after another, covering Lin Yuan's body.

This sword skill that he is famous for has been displayed to perfection by him at this moment.

The corner of Yi Shuihan's mouth curled into a sinister smile, as if he could already foresee the scene where Lin Yuan's body was pierced by countless sword shadows.

The next moment.

With Lin Yuan as the center, the surge of spiritual pressure gushing out from the spirit sword in his hand directly blasted Yi Shuihan's body far away.

Immediately, a loud and piercing sword cry swept across the entire mountain pass in an instant.

Pieces of shimmering water barriers emerged from the spirit sword in Lin Yuan's hand.

A water dragon emitting a cold light gradually took shape beside him.

And constantly following the dance of the sword body, the body rotated extremely quickly.

The moment such a vision appeared, it caused everyone to shout in shock.

"What is this? Is this something that a sword cultivator at the Xuanling Realm can do with a single swing?"

"Sword force... turned out to be sword force..."

Among the crowd, there was a sword cultivator in the Xuanling Realm who saw the beauty of Lin Yuan's sword, and said tremblingly.

"A sword moves the spirit particles of heaven and earth in the surrounding environment. This is clearly a sword move that only monks in the earth spirit realm can use!"

"Sword power? This is often heard, but what exactly does it refer to?" Some other disciples were puzzled.

"Sword momentum, to put it bluntly, is the momentum of sword energy. At most, ordinary sword cultivators can only condense sword energy and sword intent when swinging their swords, and they are far from reaching the realm of sword energy."

"Only by touching the outline of the momentum, can we get through the bottleneck of the Xuanling Realm and have the necessary conditions to enter the Earth Spirit Realm."

The monk's mouth was dry, and he looked at Lin Yuan, who was continuously condensing the turbulent water, his face was full of shock, and his whole body trembled.

"At such a young age, one has already comprehended the meaning of momentum in the Xuanling Realm, and can even transform it into sword momentum. This kind of talent is really beyond compare.

Hearing the monk's description, the surrounding disciples looked at Lin Yuan with deep awe and shock.

The spirit pressure exploded by Lin Yuan forcefully pushed back tens of feet, Yi Shuihan managed to calm down the turbulent internal organs in his lower body, and then looked up.

In the distance, the spiritual pressure on the body of the water dragon became more and more intense, and it became more and more palpitating.

After more than ten years of immersion in kendo, how could Yi Shuihan not know.

What kind of existence is the spiritual pressure that is condensing in Lin Yuan's hands at this moment?

The spiritual pressure on the water dragon's body has been rising straight to the earth spirit.