Tailin seems to be angry, he has been pressing Xia Feng from the beginning, this is the first time he has been injured by the backlash.

But for Xia Feng, it didn't matter if Tai Lin was angry or not, he cared more about the reaction of the supervision team than Tai Lin's feelings.

Of course, this is also the reason why Tylin is even more angry.

From the beginning, Xia Feng didn't know why he kept looking outside the court, and he didn't know who he was looking at, as if Xia Feng seemed to care more about whether the audience was cheering for him than dealing with his attack.

....

The sword just now made Tai Lin almost shake out internal injuries, but he didn't think it was Xia Feng's hidden strength, he only felt that it was the explosive power of people in despair, at best, it was a blow up, and the next sword, he would not give Xia Feng a chance to fight back.

"Get ready to cut off your hand."

Tailin held his breath, his eyes showing unprecedented concentration, it seemed that he really planned to make a move.

Seeing Tailin's posture, Xia Feng also felt that he could give it a try.

Although the supervision team was not aware of his instantaneous outburst just now, after all, there are many long nights, and long pain is better than short pain, so he plans to increase the intensity and directly kill Tailin.

....

Then, in full view of everyone, Xia Feng made a puzzling move.

"Bang!"

With the sword pointing downward, he plunged his sword into the stone bricks of the ring.

The Qingyun Sword stood vertically to the ground and turned into a "Sword in the Stone", Xia Feng stood up straight, his hands were out of the weapon, and then, he gently closed his eyes.

The audience didn't understand why Xia Feng didn't even want a weapon, but seeing his actions, Red Knife had already sensed something.

"Xia Feng is going to make a trick!"

In fact, Red Knife's trick is not accurate, it is like a stalemate between father and son, he can't afford to lose, so in order to win, Xia Feng has to risk being banned.

....

Tailin's hesitation only lasted less than a second, and he clenched his sword when he saw Xia Feng's move.

"Look for death!"

His legs burst out with astonishing bouncing power, and Tailin's whole body rushed towards the summer wind like a sharp arrow off the string, and the speed was so fast that it was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

There is no real thing to guess about this sword, it is 100% real, Tailin has given up the defense, and intends to use the Thunder Sword to solve Xia Feng who is bare-handed at this time.

"Huh!"

The blade of the sword came in an instant, pointing directly at Xia Feng's chest, Tai Lin was confident that with the strength of this sword, it would hurt Xia Feng no matter what.

3 meters.

2 meters.

1 meter.

It wasn't until the blade of the sword was about to sink into his chest that Xia Feng finally opened his eyes.

"Tong!"

Black flames reflected in the pupils, and the thin blood marks like cobwebs burst out on the skin of his left hand, and the oozing blood was mixed with the black mist that permeated the surface of the body.

The air seemed to freeze at this moment.

Tailin's eyes were close to Xia Feng, and a sense of fear from the bottom of his heart instantly surrounded his whole body, and it seemed that it was not Xia Feng who was staring at him at this moment, but a terrifying demon.

In the next second, the blade that was about to sink into his chest was held with his bare hands, and the rapid momentum came to an abrupt end.

"Smack!"

The extremely hard sword was crushed in Xia Feng's palm, and it burst into scattered pieces.

Tylin's brain seemed to stop thinking, and his face was horrified, and he couldn't think of any way with his life experience, why someone could shatter a long sword with his bare hands.

The cold voice of the summer wind followed.

"Goodbye."

While Tai Lin froze in front of him, Xia Feng clenched his right hand into a fist and slammed it into his stomach.

The force of his body shattered the clothes behind Tailin's back, blood splattered from his mouth, and the force was so great that his entire face twisted into strange shapes at this moment.

"Bang!"

Xia Feng slammed Tailin to the ground with a punch, and the stone bricks cracked, and then Tailin bounced up again, and the whole person spun against the ground and slid out.

Stimulated by the black power, at this moment, Xia Feng's heart became extremely cold.

Tyrin didn't give Pete a chance to admit defeat before, so he didn't want to give Tylin a chance to say "admit defeat".

"Ding!"

Pulling out the Qingyun Sword inserted beside him, Xia Feng smashed the ground and rushed towards Tai Lin, who was blasted out with a punch.

Because there was no source stone to support, the wounds on his body were more and more cracked, and the pain stimulated his brain, gradually eroding his reason.

No one can threaten him, this is his absolute bottom line, and what makes him even more intolerable is that Tailin actually threatened Vina with his own cleverness.

Xia Feng has never forgotten who he is, he will not forget how he survived from Mandel City, and he will not forget why he came to Victoria.

Whether it's the Royal Academy, or the swordsmanship competition, on the scale in his heart, these are not enough for any bargaining chips.

For the sake of important people, he can even do whatever it takes to subvert this empire.

...

Tyrin was unconscious as he flew out, his rags rolling to the edge of the ring, blood sliding from his mouth.

In the next second, Xia Feng's demonic figure had appeared in front of him, and the illusory black flames overflowed his pupils and were burning.

The Qingyun Sword was raised high, and an angry roar roared out of Xia Feng's mouth.

"Death to Lao Tzu!"

The audience was all stunned by this mutation, the turtle turtle opened his mouth as if shouting something, the red knife and Xiao Yunye had already rushed down the audience, but everyone's movements were not as fast as the sword blade falling by Xia Feng.

The explosive power of this sword would definitely tear Tailin apart on the spot.

....

"Bang!"

A muffled sound erupted from the guest seats.

A golden figure descended from the sky and instantly blocked in front of Tailin.

The golden sword slashed across the air, meeting the slash that the summer wind was about to fall.

"Boom!"

The two soldiers collided, and a strong shock wave exploded on the spot, and the owner of the golden sword was shocked to one knee, and the stone bricks under his feet collapsed.

The rubble and smoke were stirred up by the force of the impact, and the sky was full of air.

The person who jumped from the guest seat to the ring was none other than Terrege, who was the [Imperial Sword] and took over the sword of Xia Feng in place of his younger brother at the last moment.

....

The smoke and dust gradually dissipated.

After seeing who this person was, the black flame in Xia Feng's left eye disappeared instantly, and the power of the black and white twin also dissipated into invisibility.

Xia Feng coldly stared at Captain Tereg, who was blocking in front of him and took his sword, and said in a deep voice.

"It turns out that the swordsmanship competition can still be played by relatives and friends."

Terreg looked solemn.

"What were you going to do just now, kill someone?"

Xia Feng did not shy away from it.

"I'm just playing, and as for the result, no one can predict it until it comes."

At this time, the silver ash of the guest seat also rushed to the ring.

Silver Ash separated Xia Feng and Tyrego, and he was fair on the surface, but openly and secretly revealed a mockery of Terreg, and said.

"Don't get excited, this is a competition, the competition has its own rules, if someone violates the rules, the organizer will definitely deal with it fairly, no matter who this person is."

Tyreg withdrew the golden sword and glanced at his unconscious brother behind him.

"Tailin lost, I'm just stopping the unnecessary tragedy, since I've already lost, let's stop here."

....

Terrego's interference is in some way a violation, and in any case, outsiders have no right to interfere with the game in progress.

But just like he said, promotion only asks about winning or losing, not distinguishing between life and death, and Tailin has already lost, so interference or non-interference cannot affect the outcome of Xia Feng's victory.

On the contrary, if Xia Feng really kills someone, he will be disqualified from the competition.

In the eyes of outsiders, Terreg's behavior of protecting the calf seems to be a little inappropriate, but seeing his own brother in a desperate situation, how many people can endure it.

...

Xia Feng slowly lowered his sword, and his senses, which had just been overwhelmed by the black power, regained his senses.

Truth be told, he wasn't sure what he was trying to do, and if Tyreg didn't show up, he might have killed Tyren without thinking.

And now this result, he doesn't know whether it's good or bad.

He didn't know if his final appearance would provoke a strong reaction from the overseers, and he wasn't sure if he would make it to the finals.

Looking at the meaning in Terrego's eyes, Xia Feng only knew.

The enmity between him and the [Imperial Sword] Roland family is settled.