Taikoo Lingxiao Jue

Chapter 591 The Wooden Sword Is Enough

"I'll go, Lin Yi is so arrogant that he chose a wooden sword!"

"I think he doesn't know how to live or die. Even with a spirit sword, he may not be a match for senior brother Mao, yet he dares to choose a wooden sword."

"Yeah, I really don't know where he got the courage!"

Seeing Lin Yi choose a long sword made of mahogany, suddenly, countless whispers sounded like a frying pan.

Those Jiange disciples who were not optimistic about Lin Yi at all felt that Lin Yi was arrogant and arrogant, and they might not even know how he died in a while!

As for the disciples from the Fuzhen Pavilion who regarded Lin Yi as an idol, their expressions became a little unnatural.

They believed in Lin Yi's sword skills.

But everything has a degree, or limit.

Fighting Mao Zhusheng with a spiritual sword with a wooden sword obviously exceeded the limit of their trust in Lin Yi.

therefore.

a time.

They were all silent, not knowing what to say.

……

When Mao Zhusheng saw this scene, his eyes narrowed into a straight line, his eyes flashed coldly, he looked at Lin Yi coldly, and asked, "Why? Why did you choose the wooden sword? Do you look down on me?"

Lin Yi nodded, and said calmly, "Well, I don't need a spiritual sword to deal with you, but a wooden sword is enough."

"Hahahahahahahaha... This is the funniest thing I've ever heard in my life!" Hearing this, Mao Zhusheng immediately laughed back in anger, and then added: "If you are the dean of our Holy Academy, I believe this, but you are just a small Jiange disciple."

"When I first entered the realm of a one-star martial saint, where did I get the courage to say such things to me? Huh?"

After all, Mao Zhusheng's whole body was covered, and his robe bulged without wind, and the aura of a two-star martial saint burst out from him immediately!
Lin Yi squinted his eyes, and realized that Mao Zhusheng's cultivation was only at the early stage of a two-star martial saint.

Not much higher than him.

He really doesn't pay attention to this kind of strength.

"Chong!"

At this moment, Mao Zhusheng proudly discarded the spirit sword in his hand, then picked up the wooden sword next to him, squinted at Lin Yi, and said in a cold voice: "I, Mao Zhusheng, can be regarded as a genius in swordsmanship, and I don't bother to take advantage of you." , if you use a wooden sword, I will also use it, so that I won't lose ground after I win you!"

"Up to you." Lin Yi nodded indifferently upon hearing the words.

He chose the wooden sword to deal with Mao Zhusheng, but he didn't want this competition to end as soon as possible, so as not to hurt Mao Zhusheng's self-esteem.

Although this guy stalked Yin Yizhi, he didn't do anything out of the ordinary after all, and he was from the same family, so Lin Yi didn't want to go too far.

Therefore, he chose the wooden sword and prepared to let him use it.

But he didn't appreciate it. He abandoned the spirit sword and chose the wooden sword, giving up his great advantage.

That being the case, there is no need for Lin Yi to let him.

Let him know how big the gap is!
"Then let's get started!"

suddenly!

Mao Zhusheng shouted loudly, and immediately rushed towards Lin Yi with a wooden sword in his hand.

Because of the rules of the decisive battle stage, Mao Zhusheng didn't use any body skills, what he used was completely sword skills and sword tactics.

I saw the wooden sword in his hand, a gust of true energy gushed out of his body, and then the true energy exploded, and the flames attached to the sword, adding a bit of unstoppable vigor out of thin air!

In an instant, it seemed that the wooden sword in his hand had been sublimated to the limit, turning into a magic weapon.

"God breaks ghosts and ghosts! Sword cuts all wastes! Bravery is the first word! Everything prospers!"

Following one after another low chants came out from Mao Zhusheng's mouth, suddenly, a sharp and incomparably sharp sword glow emerged, as if it wanted to pierce the sky!

Immediately, he slashed straight at Lin Yishu!

That sword glow was like a dazzling flame, filled with fierce, fierce and extraordinary sword intent.

It is exactly the move in Mao Zhusheng's ancestral sword art "Shen Yong Jian Jue".

"Brother Mao used the 'Sword of Bravery' from the very beginning, it seems that he has the chance to win!"

"That's right, 'Shen Yong Jian Jue' is a holy sword art created by General Mao himself. It is brave and invincible. Few people can be invincible under a series of sword moves."

"I want to see how this Lin Yi will deal with it!"

There are endless discussions around.

Those Jiange disciples stared at Lin Yi with expressions on their faces.

They believed that Lin Yi must know the rules of the final stage.

Whoever retreats to the stage will be considered a defeat.

Therefore, if Lin Yi wanted to win, he had to challenge Mao Zhusheng's sword moves.

Otherwise, you can only step down voluntarily to protect your own safety.

"Elder Lin, he...is he okay?"

"Who knows, Mao Zhusheng's 'Divine Brave Sword Art' is too powerful. I heard that it is a demigod sword technique, and he defeated many people in Jiange with it!"

"Demigod? My God! No way!"

"It's rumored that it's a semi-divine swordsmanship, but it's not surprising. Mao Zhusheng's grandfather, that is, the brave general Mao Tianyun, is a nine-star Martial Emperor."

"No wonder, with the comprehension and creativity of the Nine Star Martial Emperor, as well as his knowledge of martial arts, it is not surprising that he created such a high level of martial arts and martial arts."

"It's just that Elder Lin is going to suffer!"

"It's over, it's over, how can Elder Lin resist it!"

Listening to the voices of worry coming from all around, Yin Yizhi couldn't help showing a hint of worry in his eyebrows.

She clenched her hands tightly, her flawless and pretty face like a fairy was full of tension and worry, and even a fine bead of sweat leaked out of her smooth and full forehead.

However, to Lin Yi on the platform, he was unbelievably calm.

With calm eyes, he murmured:
"It's not like I haven't seen fierce swordsmanship before."

"On the contrary, I have seen a lot..."

"The style of swordsmanship is nothing more than rigidity and softness, but the real swordsmanship is a combination of hardness and softness, a blend of yin and yang."

"Only pursuing perfection in one aspect, it is always difficult to comprehend the Dao of the sword."

"To break your 'brave swordsmanship', simple and simple..."

While the fierce flaming sword light was galloping towards Lin Yi, Lin Yi spoke slowly.

What he said seemed to be giving a lecture.

Immediately made many people realize.

But at this moment, seeing the scene on the platform is much more exciting than comprehending it.

I saw Lin Yi slowly raised his right arm, holding the wooden sword in his hand, at the moment when the flaming sword light was about to rush to the front door!
He flicked the hilt of the sword suddenly, and the sword body trembled like a dragon chant, and then, endless soft power rippled out, like three thousand weak waters pouring down from the Nine Heavens Milky Way, completely enveloping the flaming sword light!
Fire will stop when it meets water.

The flaming sword glow disappeared instantly.

The Brave Sword Art, which was favored by countless people, just like that quietly disappeared before everyone's eyes.

Suddenly, the world became quiet...

Mao Zhucheng stared at Lin Yi in a daze, the corners of his mouth twitched, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't know where to start.

Therefore, he could only watch blankly.

(End of this chapter)