Tianjie Yunmeng

A gathering of heroes and a battle of martial arts

The venue of the martial arts conference was crowded and bustling. Elites from martial arts schools from all over the country gathered together, their eyes full of fighting spirit and expectations.

The team from Wanxiang Martial Arts Academy stood out in the crowd. They wore uniforms and had confident smiles on their faces, as if they were ready to take on the challenge.

Lin Yi and Su Qing stood at the front of the team. They swept their eyes over the surrounding teams, secretly assessing the strength of their opponents in their hearts.

"Brother Yi, it seems that the competition in this martial arts conference is very fierce." Su Qing said softly. Although there was a hint of worry in her tone, there was more firmness and determination.

Lin Yi nodded and said in a deep voice: "Yes, this martial arts conference has indeed gathered many strong people. But as long as we work together and exert our strengths, we will definitely achieve good results."

At this moment, a loud horn sounded, announcing the official start of the martial arts conference.

On the arena, figures were shining brightly. They were using fists, palms, swords or knives, each showing their strengths and vying for the chance to advance.

The disciples of Wanxiang Martial Arts Academy also took to the stage. Facing powerful opponents, they were not afraid and fought hard. Every attack and every defense showed the results of their hard training during this period.

Lin Yi and Su Qing also took turns to go on stage. They were very powerful and every time they made a move, they amazed the audience. Whether it was Lin Yi's thunderous attack or Su Qing's graceful and ethereal body movements, they all made people marvel.

As the competition progressed, the disciples of Wanxiang Martial Arts Academy gradually emerged and their names began to spread in the martial arts conference.

However, just when the game was in full swing, a cold gaze suddenly fell on Lin Yi.

Ye Wuhen, the young master of the Black Evil Sect, was standing quietly not far away with a group of Black Evil Sect disciples, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

"It seems that we haven't settled our accounts yet." Ye Wuhen curled his lips into a sneer, his heart already filled with murderous intent towards Lin Yi.

Lin Yi felt Ye Wuhen's gaze, he looked up, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes. He knew that this martial arts conference was not only a battle of honor, but also a battle of life and death.

As the competition continued, the disciples of Wanxiang Martial Arts Academy became more and more courageous, and their strength continued to improve in the battle. Lin Yi and Su Qing also showed amazing strength. They teamed up to defeat several powerful enemies and won a precious victory for Wanxiang Martial Arts Academy.

However, just as they were about to advance to the finals, Ye Wuhen finally made a move.

He led the disciples of the Black Evil Sect and suddenly launched a fierce attack on the Wanxiang Martial Academy team. Their attack was ruthless and ruthless, and it was obvious that they wanted to capture all the disciples of the Wanxiang Martial Academy in one fell swoop.

Lin Yi and Su Qing reacted quickly. They worked together to resist Ye Wuhen's attack while commanding their disciples to counterattack.

Suddenly, a fierce battle broke out on the arena. Swords were flying everywhere, palms were whistling, and every attack contained a powerful force.

Ye Wuhen's strength was extremely strong, and every time he attacked, his power was amazing. But Lin Yi and Su Qing were not ordinary people either, and they relied on their tacit cooperation and strong strength to resolve Ye Wuhen's attacks time and time again.

However, the Black Evil Sect had a large number of disciples, and their siege put the disciples of the Wanxiang Martial Academy in a tough battle. Although they fought hard, they gradually became powerless.

At this moment, Lin Yi suddenly shouted loudly, the true energy in his body surged, and a dazzling sword light burst out from his hand, slashing directly towards Ye Wuhen.

This sword contained all of Lin Yi's strength and faith. He knew that if he wanted to defeat Ye Wuhen, he had to do his best.

A hint of surprise flashed across Ye Wuhen's eyes. He didn't expect Lin Yi to be so powerful. He quickly swung the weapon in his hand, trying to block the sword.

However, Lin Yi's sword light was too sharp, and Ye Wuhen's resistance only slightly slowed down the speed of the sword light. In the end, the sword light still slashed him fiercely.

"Puff!" Ye Wuhen spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned pale instantly. He didn't expect that he would be injured by Lin Yi's sword.

The disciples of the Black Evil Sect were in chaos when they saw this. They had never thought that their young master would be defeated by the Wanxiang Martial Academy, which made them extremely shocked and terrified.

Lin Yi did not give them any chance, he took the opportunity to swing his sword and killed several disciples of the Black Evil Sect in succession. His eyes were full of determination and murderous intent, he knew that only by completely defeating the Black Evil Sect could he win true peace for the Wanxiang Martial Arts Academy.

With the defeat of the Black Evil Sect, the disciples of the Wanxiang Martial Academy finally got rid of the predicament. They cheered and celebrated this hard-won victory.

Lin Yi and Su Qing stood on the arena, looking into the distance. Their eyes were shining with determination and expectation. They knew that this was just the beginning, and the real challenge was still to come.