College Super God System

Chapter 793
As soon as the referee's voice fell, the monk rushed towards Duan Guangyuan immediately.

However, the swordsman Duan Guangyuan didn't draw his sword at all, but rushed up with the scabbard directly. With a twist of his wrist, the scabbard hit the back of the monk heavily.

boom--

The monk only felt a piercing pain in the back of his heart.

The pain quickly spread around the body, and his arms and legs were immediately paralyzed, unable to move at all.

puff-

The monk rolled heavily to the ground, unable to get up again.

Seeing this, the referee in the distance immediately jumped over with a stopwatch.

"10, 9, 8, 7,..."

The referee gestured to start the countdown.

A series of countdown numbers also appeared on the big screen on the field.

"3, 2, 1! The winner of this game is - Duan Guangyuan!" The referee announced loudly.

From start to defeat, it took less than three seconds.

And that swordsman Duan Guangyuan didn't even draw out his long sword.

"It's too strong, this is indeed the number one swordsman in the world!"

"I can't see his move at all!"

"The monk also defeated a lot of strong people to get to this point, so he was defeated by Duan Guangyuan so easily?"

Amidst the exclamation of the crowd, the subsequent game continued.

Duan Guangyuan also defeated dozens of people in a row, and it took no more than half a minute for each person.

No one would have imagined that such a scene would appear in the final stage.

Lin Ming looked at Duan Guangyuan's moves and knew that he had picked the right person.

……

The game went on for another two days, and finally it was time for the championship match.

Along the way, Lin Ming also relied on his own fists to reach the final.

The final champion came between him and Duan Guangyuan.

And this game is also the final battle.

The trophy is already ready.

The ratings of the game on this day also broke the record in one fell swoop.

Even many people who never cared about the Martial Arts Conference turned on the TV to watch it.

In the waiting room of the competition field, Lin Ming saw Duan Guangyuan again in the corridor.

"I really didn't expect that you would be able to come this far!" Duan Guangyuan looked at Lin Ming with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"I didn't expect you, a swordsman, to have fought for the championship, but you still never drew your sword."

"Those opponents are not worthy for me to draw my sword."

"I'm really curious about how superb your swordsmanship is."

"It's not that it's superb, it's just that it's more proficient in use."

While the two were chatting like this, the names of the two of them began to be announced on the radio.

"It's time for us to play."

"Please!" The swordsman Duan Guangyuan was very polite this time.

After all, facing this Lin Ming who could reach the final, he also had to change his view of Lin Ming again.

The two walked into the arena along their respective passages.

As soon as he appeared, the audience present cheered one after another.

The backgrounds of the two have been introduced many times by the narrator, and the audience present are already very familiar with the two of them.

Therefore, the commentator did not explain too much about the backgrounds of the two of them, "Probably none of us would have guessed that an unknown horse ginseng went all the way to the championship match like this. What will be the result of this match?" ? Let us wait and see."

The audience present looked at Ma Shen and felt very incredible.

"Didn't expect him to actually make it into the championship game."

"It should just be luck. The opponents he met were relatively weak."

"That's right, I think so too, but if you meet the number one swordsman in the world, you probably have no chance of winning."

"However, if you look at the odds on the Internet, the two seem to be about the same."

"How could it be like this?"

"Maybe because the two of them can defeat any opponent with one move, so everyone can't accurately assess the true strength of the two of them. After all, the swordsman Duan Guangyuan has never drawn his own sword."

"That's right, his opponents are really too weak, right?"

"Hey! Those opponents are not weak, especially the muay thai one. He has never been defeated at all. It is only when he came here that he lost to Duan Guangyuan."

"So it's not that the opponents are too weak, it's that they are too strong."

"Yes."

At this time, Lin Ming also walked into the arena.

He also held a long sword in his hand.

But it looks very cheap.

"Hey! Look, why does that boxer Ma Shen also hold a long sword? Could it be that he can also use swordsmanship?" A spectator pointed at Lin Ming and said.

"That sword looks so familiar!" Another audience stared at the sword in Lin Ming's hand with a telescope.

"Have you ever seen that sword? What kind of treasure is it?"

"That's the sword used by the old men in the park to practice Tai Chi. It costs 80 yuan a piece, and I also have it at home!" The audience put down the binoculars and said.

"What? 80 yuan? You read that right, right?"

"Of course I can't make a mistake. I also recognize the trademark of that sword. It's exactly the same."

"However, the sword of the swordsman Duan Guangyuan is said to be made of black gold, right? That kid seems to be fighting with a sword worth 80 yuan?"

"Who knows."

The referee also walked between the two of them at this time.

"Okay! Now both sides shake hands and salute!"

Duan Guangyuan and Lin Ming stretched out their hands to hold each other.

"Now, the game begins!" The referee shouted loudly, and then flew back and jumped.

Duan Guangyuan looked at Lin Ming, "I'm afraid this toy sword of yours will make you suffer."

"It's okay, I think it works pretty well." Lin Ming raised the 80 yuan toy sword in his hand and shook it.

"Then don't blame me for bullying."

"bring it on."

Duan Guangyuan suddenly flew over and aimed at Lin Ming's chest with the scabbard.

However, Lin Ming also blocked in front of him with his toy sword.

Whoops-

The scabbards collided together, and the strong force of both sides cracked the sword energy.

whoosh-

Duan Guangyuan jumped back, staring at his cracked scabbard, "You? Do you have internal strength?"

Lin Ming smiled slightly, "It's not counted as internal strength, but it's hard to explain to you."

"Sure enough, I underestimated you." After Duan Guangyuan finished speaking, he pulled out his long sword suddenly.

Seeing this scene, the tens of thousands of spectators were all excited.

"Look! It's drawn! He has drawn out his own sword." A spectator wearing a hat couldn't help but took off his hat and stood up directly.

"Really? That kid actually forced the number one swordsman in the world to draw out his sword?"

"Is that kid really holding a toy sword worth tens of dollars?"

All eyes were on Lin Ming.

No one could have imagined that Lin Ming would have such strength.

And Lin Ming on the field also drew out his Tai Chi sword at this time.

It's just that the thin blade looks really weak.

(End of this chapter)