Long Lan was still the referee for the duel between the two.
Because of the help of the competition venue, there is no need to worry about life safety.
Before the referee announced the start of the match, Chen Ye threw a long sword in the direction of Yuan Yao.
"Disciple, take it!"
This was her reward for first place, and it was given to her at the right time.
This long sword was exchanged by Chen Ye from the system. Although it is not as good as the customized ones for his direct disciples, it is also above the immortal level.
To some extent, it can narrow the gap between the two.
After all, it would be too unfair if only Yang Qinlin used top-level weapons.
Yuan Yao reached out and grasped the hilt of the flying sword, looking at the blade of the long sword with extremely shocked eyes.
A longsword above the Immortal Rank.... The Sect Master actually just casually threw it to her...
How precious this long sword is.
Although she is a princess of a country, this sword is enough to buy her entire country...
If this sword is used to invite a few powerful monks in seclusion to take action, countless powerful monks will rush to take action.
In other words, this weapon is enough to destroy a country, no, an entire continent.
It's too expensive.
She said with a trembling voice:
"Thank you, Master!!"
"I have no way of repaying this great gift! I will dedicate my entire life to protecting the sect forever!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the long sword seemed to sense her presence. The inscriptions on the sword's blade began to glow and instantly connected with her.
Sword cultivators and sword spirits are of the same origin. As soon as Yuan Yao was bound to the sword, he seemed to have realized the mystery of swordsmanship.
I have a deeper understanding of the field of kendo and the power of sword control.
Chen Ye waved at her and said with a smile:
"No thanks, you deserve it."
When Yang Qinlin saw that the other party had the same excellent weapon as himself, he nodded silently.
This kind of competition will be fairer.
Otherwise, if she relied on weapons to win, her victory would be unfair.
Yang Qinlin also took out the spear on her back. She held it with one hand behind her, her red dress fluttering, showing her heroic spirit.
When the referee saw that the two disciples on the field were ready, he immediately announced the start.
After the game started, Yang Qinlin did not launch the first attack, but stood in place, quietly waiting for the opponent.
I want to see how powerful the attack released by the other party is.
Seeing the other party's posture, Yuan Yao guessed what she meant and said with a smile:
"Then be careful, Senior Sister. I'm going to use all my strength."
She stretched out two fingers, waved them towards the sky, and a long sword flew up out of thin air.
Then came the second, the third, until the fifth sword given to her by Chen Ye also flew up.
Seeing the fifth long sword soar into the air, the disciples watching the battle let out an explosive cry of surprise.
"Oh my goodness, a fifth longsword! A cultivator in the Xiantian realm can wield five longswords! If the elders of the Sword Sect knew about this, they would be furious to death!"
"It's amazing! Although I've seen the strength of the sect master's disciples before, Yang Qinlin seems to have just started learning. It's hard to say how he will perform in this battle."
"Yes, yes, Yuan Yao's realm is higher, and she can even control the sword field to such a level. Maybe she can really fight the opponent on equal terms!"
During the conversations among the disciples, many believed that Yuan Yao had the strength to fight.
Although they had witnessed Hu Jiuyue's extraordinary strength during the assessment, how long had Yang Qinlin been studying under the sect master?
Even if the gap can be widened, it won't be to the point of crushing, right?
Yuan Yao in the venue was the first to release his kendo field.
The majestic sharp energy quickly spread around, and the huge sword that once pierced Su Wuqing once again appeared above her head.
The only difference from last time was that the number of long swords stuck in the ground around her increased from four to five.
With the addition of a long sword, the power activated is more ferocious than before.
The huge sword seemed to be coated with a layer of gold, emitting a dazzling golden light. No matter how many times you see this terrifying momentum, you will subconsciously feel fear.
Yang Qinlin looked up at the huge sword, and the whistling wind blew her red clothes.
Her high ponytail was shaken by the wind, but her body was as still as a steel needle stuck in the ground.
Even though countless pressures and powerful auras were surrounding her, there was no trace of panic on her face.
"It's time to take action."
Yang Qinlin thought to himself, then jumped into the air.
She gathered her spiritual power into the spear in her hand, and the patterns around the spear were gradually activated like flowing water in a stream.
The Sky-Slaying Spear began to shake violently, as if an ancient giant beast was restless inside it.
"God-killing Spear!"
After Yang Qinlin flew to a high place, she immediately released her strongest attack.
This time, she put in the most of her spiritual power, and except for those methods that would damage her body, she gave it her all.
Even when she was competing with her senior sisters in Tianxuan Palace, she had never worked so hard.
In her opinion, the master told her not to hold back because he wanted her to show off her skills in front of many disciples.
After all, she is the sect master's personal disciple, so she must show her best side.
But she didn't know that Chen Ye didn't care about these things at all...
She had completely misunderstood.
As Yang Qinlin released his skills, the dragon eye-like rune on the top of the spear began to burn with black flames.
The black flame penetrated the entire body of the spear. That was because the spear was nourished by too much spiritual power, and finally presented a perfect effect.
The momentum had accumulated to the maximum, Yang Qinlin did not hold back, and rushed towards Yuan Yao with a spear in hand.
The incomparable sharp blade, mixed with rich black flames, enveloped Yang Qinlin's entire body. She seemed to be integrated with the spear, and stabbed down like a meteorite falling to the ground.
Faced with this kind of attack, Yuan Yao's breathing couldn't help but become a little rapid.
Although Yang Qinlin's attack had not yet hit her face, she seemed to have felt the threat of death, and cold sweat was already covering her cheeks.
Yuan Yao spread out her right hand and slapped the sky with her palm.
"Long sword, out!"
As she moved, the huge sword slowly flew towards Yang Qinlin above, and its speed increased at a constant speed, trying to block Yang Qinlin's attack.
Looking at the huge sword flying towards him, Yang Qinlin had no intention of changing its trajectory and continued to stab at the sword.
All this happened in an instant, and the two attacks soon collided with each other.
The sound of weapons clashing was heard, and two rays of light intersected with each other.
All the disciples opened their eyes wide, not daring to blink, for fear of missing this wonderful scene.
How long will the two attacks remain deadlocked, and who will emerge victorious?
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