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Chapter 65 Young Sword Demon vs Young Empress!

"This guy is indeed the Sword Demon that the system mentioned."

In the audience, Qin Yang stuffed popcorn into his mouth and chewed it, his eyes always fixed on Huyan Jian.

This sturdy young man didn't care about the fluctuations of his own star power at all, and it was more like he was arrogant above everyone else.

Not afraid to show off one's abilities at all.

Qin Yang only sensed it slightly and understood the other party's realm, which was solid and natural, and in harmony with heaven and earth.

It is obvious that he has reached the half-step innate level.

"At only seventeen years old, he has reached this state..."

The talent is indeed outstanding.

But the Li Zixuan that he bet on was also extraordinary.

At the age of sixteen, he had already reached the ninth level of the acquired realm, and was not inferior to Hu Yanjian.

"Wow, I've been matched with an opponent of equal strength."

Thinking of this, Qin Yang shook his head, took a can of Coke from the bag skillfully, pried open the pull ring with his fingers, took a few sips, and then leaned back in the chair comfortably.

He found it very interesting to think about what the two would achieve five hundred years later.

The next game will be interesting to watch.

The young sword demon versus the young empress!

The twists and turns of fate really make people feel a little emotional.

“I don’t know what kind of impact my interference this time will have five hundred years later.”

Think of this.

Qin Yang drank the Coke in his hand and then turned his attention back to the martial arts square.

....
"Let's get started! Make it quick so as not to waste my time!"

Hu Yanjian twisted his neck, stretched his muscles, and stepped onto the center of the martial arts stage.

The seats nearby were divided into two groups. One group was reserved for VIPs, where Yuwen Xuan, Mr. Li and others sat.

The other group of people were outstanding students from Jianghai Martial Arts Academy, who came here specifically to observe and learn.

Hu Yanjian glanced at the seats below the stage, his eyes moving from Mr. Li to the students, his contempt evident in the slightest.

after all.

He has defeated dozens of young geniuses in succession.

At first, Huyan Jian still had some respect in his heart and saluted to the person he wanted to challenge.

But after being crushed one after another, all patience disappeared.

It turns out that these so-called geniuses are so disgusting.

Respect also needs strength as a foundation.

I am so strong, why should I respect some garbage?
Thinking of this, Hu Yanjian glanced at the entire audience, waiting for the challenger to come on stage, and the contempt in his eyes became even stronger.

The people in the audience felt Hu Yanjian's gaze and immediately became dissatisfied.

"Senior, look at that guy staring at us with such contempt."

"This is too crazy. Don't you even have manners?"

"Do you really think that no one in our school can defeat him!?"

Whispers arose from the audience.

The students who were being watched were somewhat dissatisfied, but there was nothing they could do.

This guy does have the capital to be arrogant. The fact that he has trampled all the way here is enough to show how brute force he is.

Thinking of this, everyone turned their eyes to Li Zixuan who was in the C position, and couldn't help but worry about her.

Li Zixuan was sitting on a chair with her eyes closed, resting.

at this time.

She felt a slight throbbing in her ears.

A voice came from Mr. Li.

"Go up, Xuanxuan."

The words fell.

Li Zixuan opened her eyes, grabbed the sword on the table, and slowly stood up. She stood out from the crowd and slowly walked towards the stage.

The moment she stood up from her seat.

The restrained sword intent burst out with a terrifying momentum, as if a sharp sword was unsheathed.

"Ok?"

Feeling the sword intent coming, Huyan Jian's face suddenly changed.

The carefree look just now instantly disappeared. How could there be such a strong sword spirit in this academy?
And, she's a woman?

Thinking of this, Huyan Jian looked Li Zixuan up and down, and a hint of heat flashed across the depths of his eyes.

"I didn't expect that I would have an unexpected surprise when I came to Jianghai this time!"

In the VIP seats.

Yu Wenxuan sat on a chair with his chin supported. He was a little surprised when he saw Li Zixuan appear.

An expert can tell the general idea from just one move. Just relying on this sharp sword intent, Li Zixuan's future path in swordsmanship will surely be a smooth journey.

"Your Jianghai College is extraordinary. You actually have such a talented swordsman."

"Xuanxuan has always been the pride of Jianghai College."

Upon hearing this, Mr. Li felt equally proud. He turned to look at Li Zixuan, his aging eyes filled with tenderness.

"good."

Yuwen Xuan nodded slightly and praised: "He has the same outstanding talent, and is indeed comparable to my disciple in the previous round."

...............

On the martial arts stage.

Li Zixuan held the sword in one hand and stood in a corner of the martial arts arena. Her eyelids were lowered and her pupils did not show any fluctuation. She looked like a pool of autumn water, similar to the ruthless law of nature.

Her clothes fluttered in the wind, as if she was a fairy descending from heaven.

When the people in the audience saw this scene, they instantly became obsessed.

"Come on, Senior Sister Li!"

"Senior Li is so beautiful today too."

"Jianghai Martial Arts Academy will win!"

And in contrast to that.

Hu Yanjian stood in another corner of the martial arts arena.

He was muscular, with his upper body naked and holding a huge heavy sword as big as him. He looked very tough.

"Come on! Let me see how long you can last?"

Hu Yanjian laughed loudly, stretching his knotted muscles. The veins on his neck twisted like angry snakes, and suddenly his figure disappeared from the spot.

Without waiting for everyone to react.

The next moment, Huyan Jian instantly appeared behind Li Zixuan!

The huge sword was swung, causing a howling wind!
"So fast!"

Li Zixuan's pupils suddenly shrank, and she immediately raised her sword and moved around the heavy sword, swiftly and agilely, relieving most of the force.

The arc of light flashed and disappeared.

Li Zixuan spun the rapier and, relying on the might of the heavy sword, she advanced forward. The sunlight reflected off the sword's edge, like a ball of white light rolling on the broad surface of the heavy sword.

As fast as thunder.

And it's as light as the breeze.

In an instant, offense and defense changed!

"Qingfeng Sword Technique?"

Hu Yanjian was stunned for a moment, and immediately realized the source of this sword technique.

But being able to apply this basic sword technique in actual combat is by no means an easy task.

As the cold sword light was about to attack him in the face, Hu Yanjian was not in a hurry and simply raised the heavy sword with force.

A huge force was created, stirring up the wind.

In an instant, Li Zixuan was taken to high altitude.

But it's not a big deal.

Li Zixuan was seen changing her posture in the air and landing back on the martial arts stage with an extremely light posture.

After she landed steadily, she started fighting with Hu Yanjian again.

Clang!

The two swords exchanged several times in a few breaths, shaking like wind chimes.

The exquisite striking techniques are pleasing to the eyes, showing the pinnacle of swordsmanship.

For a moment, the situation on the martial arts stage was at a stalemate.

Everyone thought that Li Zixuan would be defeated soon, but at this moment she was not at a disadvantage, which surprised everyone.

Even Mr. Li was the same. He looked at the fierce fight on the field and after being surprised, he felt relieved.

"It seems that Xuanxuan has been working hard recently."

(End of this chapter)