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“Charge and slash!”

The cyan sword in Fan Jing’s hand slammed out from behind him, colliding heavily with the Tang sword wielded by Barian.

“Bang!!”

A loud crisp sound sounded, and the blue particles diffused by the sword burst out.

“You…” Under the stalemate, Fan Jing looked at Barian in shock, with an incredulous expression on his face.

Charging to slash this kind of circulating move, Barian will use, he is actually not surprising.

However, this move is essentially just an application of spiritual power.

When actually used, according to each person’s habits and actual use on site, the movements and spiritual power operation will generally be different.

Under Fan Jing’s intentional attention, he discovered that Bailian was both the movement and the way of spiritual power input.

Almost exactly like him.

Plus the similar “coincidence” just now….

Fan Jing stared dead at the scarlet and enchanting three-hook jade pattern in Barian’s eyes.

The calm look in his eyes made him chill in his heart.

“You read it again… No, just in the process of watching….

“I learned to charge and slash in an instant!?”

At this moment, even Fan Jing himself did not know what a complex emotion he had in his heart.

“Maybe.”

To this, Barian replied ambiguously.

There was no acknowledgement, no denial.

Then, the two moved again, the knife and sword continued to collide, and the battle situation escalated again.

Hearing Fan Jing’s words, more than ten people watching the battle not far away showed surprised expressions.

“… Yes? What is Fan Jing talking about?

“How is it possible to learn to charge and slash in an instant?”

“This move requires a lot of control of spiritual power, I practiced it for more than two months before I could barely use it in actual combat, is Fan Jing mistaken?”

“No, what Fan Jing said is right.” A beautiful voice sounded, and everyone else listened to the sound of stopping the discussion.

Because the person who just spoke out was Fan Ziyue.

In the third perspective, she can see some details more clearly than Fan Jing.

When everyone heard the prestige, even Li Yan looked at her suspiciously, completely unwilling to believe such a thing.

But Fan Ziyue didn’t have the idea of explaining to them.

She was once again immersed in the battle between the two on the field.

At this time, the battle between Barian and Fan Jing.

It is no longer a simple white-knuckle battle.

Wind blades invisible to ordinary people raged in the field, and flames erupted from time to time.

Fan Jing’s “Xunjian style” after combining with the wind system.

The power presented is completely two different levels.

The sword is not only faster, but the small flaw between the sword moves is also made up by the “wind blade”.

After all, there is a big difference between the powers of wind and fire.

This kind of sword move and special ability cross and cooperate with each other, extremely exquisite moves.

Even Barian, who has the eye of the writing wheel, cannot imitate a similar effect.

At this time, Fan Jing also swept away the emotions in his heart just now, and became more and more excited.

Because, he found that he had finally suppressed Barian.

This feeling of suppressing a strong enemy and slowly approaching victory.

For him, it was so beautiful!

And in the continuous attack, he swung his sword faster and faster, and finally made a flaw under the Bailian knife!

Opportunity!

Fan Jing’s eyes lit up.

“Xunjian style, dragon absorbs water!”

With a skillful and swift sword, Barian’s Tang Dao flew out.

It was followed by a wind blade that flew out from the blade of the sword, and after Bailian, who was already somewhat unstable, forcibly dodged, he was knocked down by Fan Jing’s one-hit air cannon.

Fan Jing immediately leaned forward and held Barian with one hand.

With his right hand, he plunged his sword into the ground next to Barian’s ear.

Showing a victor’s smile, he said, “I won, Brian.”

He looked at Barian’s expression.

Expect to see the other party will have feelings such as frustration and regret of defeat, or marvel at his strength.

But he didn’t see anything, and Barian still had an indifferent demeanor.

Those scarlet eyes were as calm as ever.

At this time, Fan Jing saw Bailian slowly raise his right hand, his index finger and middle finger together, and reach out to him tremblingly.

Fan Jing’s expression was stunned, and then he said: “You have already lost…”

He paused, because—

Barian bent his fingers and pointed to his right.

Fan Jing turned his head to look, and his pupils shrank sharply.

A chill suddenly rushed to my heart.

Because over there, there stood a familiar figure.

Those scarlet eyes of Sangou Jade were also staring at him calmly.

Facing Barian’s eyes, Fan Jing only felt a choke in his throat, and cold sweat began to overflow from his forehead instantly.

He looked down at the ground and looked at the “Byrian” who was held down by himself.

Its body gradually turned into a crow and scattered in all directions.

“…… Magic?

He raised his head with trembling eyes and looked at Barian: “I fell for your illusion?”

At this time, Fan Jing’s heart had a sense of dreaminess that he didn’t want to believe.

As a disciple of the Fan family, he began to cultivate spiritual power after awakening from his powers.

A person of the same age who has not cultivated spiritual power can make him unknowingly fall for illusion?

What is this sneaky reality kidding him?

“What is Fan Jing doing? Why just cut the air a few times?

“Yes, obviously the other party has already retreated, it won’t be an illusion, right?”

“Something is wrong, how can ordinary illusion be effective against Fan Jing?”

And Fan Ziyue, who was at the front, also muttered extremely puzzled: “How is it possible…”

It seemed that she was even more shocked than Fan Jing herself.

According to her observations and guesses, Barian should not be a child of the family.

People who have not cultivated spiritual power can make Fan Jing have illusions in his body, what if he starts to cultivate spiritual power…

“What is the origin of those eyes?”

……

Fan Jing wanted to suppress the chill in his heart.

But he found that the more he cared, the more he couldn’t calm down.

“Phew!”

A violent gust of wind erupted from Fan Jing, and he urged his powers with all his strength, and then glared at Barian.

“… When the hell did you cast your magic?

“Anytime, you can.”

Hearing this, Fan Jing’s heart trembled, and he clenched the sword in his hand.

“Is it? So let’s go ahead with the competition. After

that, he began to compress the air flow at the blade, wanting to shape a stronger wind blade.

“Let’s stop here.”

Fan Jing’s movements paused.

Barian’s flat words made his eyes instantly red.

My heart became manic.

“Playing around?” Fan Jing said coldly.

“Is the fight with me a joke for you?”

Fan Jing is not a person who cares about vanity face, but in some ways, his self-esteem is stronger than anyone else, and he can be said to be arrogant.

And Barian’s words completely stimulated the aspects he cared about the most.

“You mean, I’m not worthy of being your opponent!?”

Barian did not speak.

Just slowly inserted the Tang knife back into the scabbard behind his waist.

“What are you doing? Pull the knife out! The

action of collecting the knife made Fan Jing almost collapse.

“I still have stronger moves that I haven’t used!”

“Let’s recognize reality.”

Fan Jing’s left fist was clenched, and his nails dug deep into his palm.

And so again! Again this flat look, again this flat tone.

It seems that I have never put him in my eyes, and I have never regarded him as an opponent!

Brother is like this, and so is this Brian!

“The contest is not over yet.” Fan Jing forcibly suppressed his emotions, and his eyes sank.

He re-activated the power, and the spiritual power surged violently, and violent air fluctuations formed behind him.

He held his sword in both hands, and the tip of the sword was aimed at Barian.

“Even if you force it, don’t think about leaving like this!”