Tailin's words made Xia Feng's eyes flicker.

Tyrin knew who he was, a deceptively simple sentence, but the meaning was so complex that it was difficult for him to understand quickly.

Who he is, this answer is too many.

He is a first-year student of the Royal Academy, the boss of the Southern Black Feather Chamber of Commerce, the largest source stone processing giant in the eastern country, an ally of the Glasgow Gang, the Snow Emperor Group, and the Karam Trade, a strategic partner of Black Steel International, and a senior VIP customer of Penguin Logistics.

At the same time, he is also the experimental subject of Rhine Life, the inheritor of the black and white twin, and he is also a time-traveler from another world.

Combined with the above identities, if Tailin asked who he was at this moment, then he could only answer, I am your uncle.

However, when Tylin said he knew who he was, the meaning was a little more complicated.

First of all, it is impossible for Tylin to know his full identity, only one or a few of them.

In the current situation, there are undoubtedly only two identities that are the most sensitive to Xia Feng.

First, the southern source stone private processing giant.

Second, the Rheinland life test subject.

Calm down and think about it, Xia Feng didn't think that Tai Lin would know one of these two identities, at most all Tai Lin could know was his gangster background.

....

Xia Feng aimed the blade of the Qingyun Sword at Tai Lin, and replied with a gloomy face.

"I'm a fair and honest person, I don't have any secrets, and you still want to cheat me with such poor acting skills?"

Tylin chuckled and raised his sword as well.

"Well, it looks like you don't have any intention of throwing in the towel in the first place, trust me, you'll regret it."

Xia Feng didn't feel any threat from Tailin's words.

"What's there to regret about this, I can admit defeat at any time if I want to admit defeat, even if you cut off my tongue, I can still raise my hand to the referee, it's a big deal that I take the initiative to jump off the ring or lie on the ground and pretend to be stunned, you still dare to cut me in violation of the law?"

This is the truth, Xia Feng's only worry is that he can't beat Tailin, but he never worries that Tailin will hack him to death, regardless of the rules of the game, if he doesn't want to die, there are really few people in this world who can let him die.

Although the elite of the Royal Knights were stationed in the arena, everyone from Black Feather was also present, so if he really tore his face, it was not certain what would happen.

Of course, unless his life is threatened, it is impossible for him to tear his face with the empire, and if it is a big deal, he will not want this championship, and he will admit defeat.

....

There is no point in talking nonsense, this kid is making a fool of himself here, and he is not in the mood to talk to him.

Raising the Qingyun Sword, Xia Feng stepped forward and sprinted, and the blade of the sword pointed directly at Tailin's chest.

"Death to Lao Tzu!"

Xia Feng's speed and strength were extreme, but Tai Lin was not in a hurry, the long sword in his hand gently blocked Xia Feng's spurt, and then the whole person jumped backwards and opened up the distance.

"Xia Feng, your movements are like a baby in my eyes, let me show you what real swordsmanship is."

With that, Tai Lin's toes were light, his body was so light that it seemed to have no weight, and the whole person jumped up, and in the blink of an eye, the sword blade was already close to Xia Feng.

Xia Feng clenched the sword, Tailin's movements were faster than him, but it was not impossible to catch, standing firm, he wanted to cut the sword by cutting water droplets.

The Qingyun Sword was swung out at great speed, but the expected sound of weapons colliding did not come.

In mid-air, the Tailin people suddenly withdrew their swords, changed the trajectory of their movements in an unimaginable way, and suddenly jumped to Xia Feng's side.

"Poof!"

A stinging pain came from Xia Feng's waist, and the blade of the sword brought out a blood mark, and although he had already reacted with extreme speed, he still did not completely avoid Tailin's sword.

Covering the wound, Xia Feng immediately pulled away.

Blood spilled from between his fingers, and the wound was probably deeper than he thought.

A confrontation was decided, and sure enough, as he had expected before, he was only on the second layer in terms of swordsmanship alone, and Tailin was on the fifth layer.

After injuring Xia Feng, Tailin did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but laughed as if he deliberately released water.

"Heh, the reaction is okay, but it's a pity, I deliberately didn't have a sword to make you lose your mobility, since you don't plan to admit defeat from the beginning, then don't blame me for making you suffer a little more."

The pain in his waist made Xia Feng very irritable, and he raised his sword again, and he said sharply.

"Don't be sassy, I'll let you too."

"Hahaha."

It was as if Tyrin had heard a big joke.

"From the way you hold the sword, I can see that you are a layman at all, don't be hard-mouthed."

"Still fighting?"

Xia Feng's attitude of not admitting defeat seemed to be very uncomfortable in Tailin's eyes, he didn't say anything more, lifted the sword, and he jumped up again.

Tai Lin's body is ethereal, and he can always turn in the middle of the way, which makes it difficult for Xia Feng to predict which of his swords is real and which is false.

In the process of fighting, the brewing sad autumn was cut away from the rain several times, but there were more and more wounds on his body.

"Poof!"

With a rub, Tailin's long sword was bloodied again, leaving two wounds on Xia Feng's back.

Xia Feng gritted his teeth and turned around and slashed, but Tailin had already jumped into the air again.

"Ding!"

After forcibly approaching, his Qingyun Sword was picked up at will, and Tai Lin's short-distance quick slash was also not lost to his Sad Autumn Liyu, and the active attack immediately turned into passive defense.

"Dingding, dingding!"

Xia Feng struggled to support, and there were more and more wounds on his body, because of the blood loss, his mind was also a little dull.

Biting the tip of his tongue violently, Xia Feng roared.

"I'll go to your uncle's!"

A sword slashed out at the same end, but Tailin had no intention of taking it, and his body quickly retracted, and then jumped out.

....

The audience was silent, even a layman could see that there was no suspense in this game.

Looking at the blood on Xia Feng's body and his embarrassed posture, the audience was also a little unbearable, but because of the identity of the sword brother of the Tailin Empire, they were too good to cheer for Xia Feng.

At this moment, a shrill voice broke the dead silence.

"Big windmill, come on!"

The turtle cried out desperately with tears in the corners of his eyes.

"Come on, big windmill, don't lose to this guy!"

After the turtle, everyone in Black Feather began to shout loudly, and Ah Guang, Ifrit, Ansel, including Paddy and Du Wei and others also joined in to help.

....

Xia Feng in the ring panted, blood dripping down his fingers.

Hearing everyone's cheers, to be honest, he was very moved, but he was moved, but it was useless.

This is not a hot-blooded anime, and there is no BGM, this is a competition, and as a party, he is very aware of the situation that is not optimistic now.

I'm afraid he's going to let everyone down.

....

In the distance, Tailin also heard the cheering from the audience, and saw that his face was full of ridicule, and then, the whole person jumped high and jumped into the air.

Xia Feng raised his head.

In an instant, countless sword shadows fell from the sky, and Tailin finally used a trick.

Xia Feng didn't think that he would be much stronger than the previous Pete, he had already struggled to support the fight just now, and Tai Lin was obviously deliberately releasing water just now, or deliberately playing with him.

Now, Tyrin seems to be tired of playing, and plans to let him be bruised under the shadow of the sword in the sky, and then lose the game.