"We should thank Lin Xing and Xia Jianlong for bringing us such a wonderful battle."

"Xia Jianlong's martial arts skills have been honed over and over again, and his foundation is solid, showing the versatility of a martial artist."

"Lin Xing's sword intention is unrestrained and unpredictable, making it hard to defend against."

"What they both displayed today are rare and extraordinary skills. I am looking forward to seeing Xia Jianlong master the unique skills of the Shenlong Gang in the future. I am also curious about how far Lin Xing's swordsmanship can go..."

The host smiled and nodded, and asked: "Hui Ling, can you explain to us what is so powerful about Lin Xing's sword intent?"

Hui Ling said, "According to my observation, Lin Xing's sword control technique allows him to use anything as a sword, and his sword intent should come from the secondary sublimation of sword control technique."

"I have never seen this kind of sword intent before, and I was shocked at first."

Under the ring, Xia Jianlong himself had already disappeared. When he saw that a layer of his hair had been shaved off, he ran away with his pants picked up.

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I saw a sword energy coming down as if to tear the sky and split the earth, cutting the arena that had already turned into ruins into pieces, sweeping it away, and flying in all directions.

"After seeing this, the audience will definitely think that killing Xia Jianlong is just like killing a chicken or a sheep. I can shave his hair and kill him at any time."

A staff member came running over to remind Lin Xing not to shave in public like he just did.

"Thank you Huiling for your analysis." The host said to the camera, "Let's take a look at the slow-motion replay of the battle just now."

At the same time, the staff had already begun cleaning the venue and clearing out the arena that had turned into ruins.

Then the broken strand of hair suddenly straightened, like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath, and cut off a layer of his hair from bottom to top.

Then he saw on the screen that various swords were surrounding and killing him, constantly cutting holes in Xia Jianlong's clothes.

But as the smoke and dust rolled gently, it finally cut off a few strands of Xia Jianlong's hair.

At this moment, most of the officials and staff on the scene, as well as the audience outside the screen, focused their attention on the slow motion.

This made him sigh once again that choice is more important than hard work. Compared to refining flying swords or doing some small chivalrous things, it is indeed the major events involving the two worlds, the country, and civilizations that are the true heroes.

The host asked in confusion: "What is that? Let's zoom in and see."

As early as when preparing for this exhibition match, the authorities had already prepared various cameras and surveillance equipment, pointing them at every corner of the ring, for fear of missing anything.

As Hui Ling explained, the footage on the big screen continued to play, and soon the severed hair was seen falling all the way, sometimes fluttering, sometimes taut, like a nimble flying sword constantly sweeping across Xia Jianlong's body.

On the other side, Lin Xing was watching the slow-motion footage and nodded secretly in his heart: "If I can shave his hair, it means I can kill him. Only by attacking Xia Jianlong from head to toe can I show the power of my swordsmanship."

She looked in the direction of Lin Xing and thought to herself, "Alas, this person is really hindering the cooperation between the two worlds."

According to the secret teachings of the Taiqing Sect, if she wanted to complete the secondary sublimation of the Wuji Killing Dao from the Taiqing Wuji Sword, she needed to continuously defeat sufficiently powerful opponents while she was using secret methods to condense the sword intent.

“Although I have never seen it, I can see the subtlety of this sword intent. It greatly enhances Lin Xing’s control over the sword, allowing all kinds of debris, smoke and dust, and even strong winds to become objects that Lin Xing can control with his sword.”

As the camera zoomed in, revealing the wisps of curly hair, the staff quickly switched the camera back to the host. The host said awkwardly, "It seems... Lin Xing... did shave Xia Jianlong from head to toe."

Hui Ling explained: "Sometimes these fallen hairs fall naturally, and sometimes they are controlled by Lin Xing's sword control technique. This makes it difficult for Xia Jianlong to detect, and also allows Lin Xing to constantly use the sword control technique to control the outer swords and maintain the fierce offensive on the other side."

"I just said eight thousand hours was an exaggeration. Do you understand the exaggeration..."

On the big screen in the distance, the slow-motion replay of the battle had begun again.

After all, in the arena battle just now, whether it was Lin Xing's flying sword or Xia Jianlong's attack, it was too fast. To ordinary people, it was like lightning and it was impossible to see the process clearly, let alone the mystery between the two sides' attacks.

Thinking of this, Hui Ling felt that he seemed to be a little angry because of the two consecutive defeats, and sighed in his heart: "What a sin, what a sin, everything is for the purpose of spreading Buddhism and guiding the world to Buddha..."

Some staff members in the audience seemed to be unable to hold back their laughter and quickly covered their mouths to hold it back.

"But he is very hardworking. Others practice for eight hours a day, but he can practice for eight thousand hours a day. This is what makes Lin Xing so amazing."

While cursing Xia Jianlong for being useless in her heart, she said, "Lin Xing is showing off his skills. Every move he makes here can defeat Xia Jianlong, but he just doesn't do that. Instead, he shaves Xia Jianlong clean like a cat playing with a mouse. This is a bit humiliating to his opponent..."

At the same time, audiences on various platforms were either shocked or laughing.

Sword Princess has mastered the second inheritance of swordsmanship for many years. Over the years, she has constantly honed her sword skills and fought against masters. Finally, she has transformed each skill and achieved secondary sublimation.

Seeing this scene, Hui Ling sighed, "To be able to control a strand of Xia Jianlong's hair silently during such a fierce fight, Lin Xing has a terrifying control over the sword technique..."

These days, he has been killing people from time to time, and his mind has been digesting the mysteries of the way of heaven at a rapid speed. The fog shrouding the art of swordsmanship has dissipated by almost half without him noticing.

Listening to Huiling's analysis, both the host and the audience in front of the screen nodded repeatedly, and they suddenly understood.

Ever since the battle at Zhou Tianhui, the video has exploded on the global Internet. Lin Xing has felt the support of countless people on the Internet, and has become more determined to uphold justice.

Jian Ji walked into the circle step by step, looking at Lin Xing with a fierce fighting spirit in her eyes, and said impatiently: "This arena is no different from a paper one to us. I think we don't need to clean it, just fight on the flat ground."

Hui Ling sighed again. Ever since the slow-motion commentary began, she had been trying to make amends for Xia Jianlong in order to reduce the impact of this defeat, but seeing this now, she felt helpless.

At the same time, Xia Jianlong in the camera was still fighting fiercely with the flying swords in the sky, and he didn't notice anything unusual above his head.

Thinking of this, she looked at Jian Ji again and thought to herself: "Jian Ji has long wanted to attack Lin Xing. She should beat Lin Xing severely in the next match. This way, people can understand that if they want to master martial arts, they must rely on the sects in the mirror world."

Every punch and kick of his was like the explosion of thunder and the roar of a dragon. In this extremely fierce fight, the changes in his hair seemed so subtle and silent.

"Alas, this was Xia Jianlong's first time facing this kind of fighting style, and he was really careless."

At this moment, when Lin Xing thought that he had done another great thing for the country and the people, he felt the positive energy surging in his body, and the fog in his mind dissipated faster.

The sword energy not only cleared out a large area of ​​space in an instant, but also used the fragments of various arenas to form a circle, which was surprisingly almost the same size as the arena just now.

Lin Xing waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, I know I can't use this trick against Jian Ji, so you don't have to worry."

"In addition, judging from the fact that Xia Jianlong's attacks failed several times, this sword intent will also produce some illusions, affecting the opponent's perception ability. These are the abilities that are most difficult to guard against when you first see them..."

In the spectator booth on the other side, Director Su frowned, seemingly dissatisfied with Lin Xing's fighting style, and said to the side: "Send someone to tell Lin Xing that he is representing the country in this arena, so he must be careful about the way he fights, so as not to cause a bad impact or even cause dissatisfaction among our friends overseas and in the mirror world..."

At this moment, she only had her last skill, the Taiqing Wuji Sword, which had not yet completed its second sublimation.

At this moment, there were even more barrages and messages than when Lin Xing defeated Xia Jianlong just now.

Even after Xia Jianlong walked down the arena that had turned into ruins, he looked towards the big screen, because he himself did not fully understand the reason for his defeat.

"In this way, the world's faith will surely be encouraged by me, and they will be more inclined to the sects of the present world rather than the mirror world."

On the other side, Bai Yiyi said to the live broadcast room: "I was the one who taught Lin Xing his first martial arts. To be honest, this kid's talent is very average. Not to mention compared to me, he is far inferior to many geniuses in the mirror world."

Under the shocked gazes of everyone, as the sword fell all the way down, several black things suddenly fell out from Xia Jianlong's trouser legs.

Just then, a loud noise came from the ring.

Hui Ling knew in her heart that this time Lin Xing had completely nailed Xia Jianlong to the pillar of shame, and even the Shenlong Gang would be disgraced because of it.

If she could still say that Xia Jianlong was careless just now, then the shot itself at this moment continued to show all the viewers the huge gap between Lin Xing and Xia Jianlong.

At close range, some of the swords shot back and forth, scraping Xia Jianlong's exposed skin cleanly.

In the camera, a wisp of smoke was forced away by his thunder-like palm and drifted to the side.

When Huiling said this, she was suddenly stunned, as if she was stuck.

Looking at himself fighting with all his might and charging towards Lin Xing in the camera, Xia Jianlong's eyes became more and more solemn. He knew that the key to how he would be defeated would be next.

Regardless of who wins or loses this battle, the entire battle process and various values ​​will be studied repeatedly and become important material for the exploration of extraordinary powers in the present world.

However, since she has been practicing until now, as the Wuji Killing Dao is getting closer and closer to completion, her strength has become more and more terrifying, but it has also become increasingly difficult to meet a suitable opponent.

At this moment, after defeating Dabagan and Xia Jianlong in a row, Lin Xing has become the most suitable opponent in her eyes.

The sword intent in his heart kept gushing out like boiling magma.

Jian Ji had a strong premonition in her heart that as long as she defeated Lin Xing in front of her, she would be able to complete the infinite killing path and sublimate her four gates for the second time to form a picture.

(End of this chapter)