Chapter 374: Afterimage

The bright sword light, a seemingly random sword, stabbed the young man's chest very appropriately.

And the sword qi that erupted in vain at the tip of the sword was still churning at the tip of the sword, and most people fell into a momentary loss of consciousness

This kid's luck is inevitably too good, in the eyes of ordinary people, it was the young man himself who stupidly bumped into Ye Chen's sword, so they also sighed in their hearts about Ye Chen's good luck.

However, there are still a few people who see the clue, and these people have fallen into deep thought, and the seemingly random sword is not just luck

At the belvedere, Chen Qiaoyan and Huang Yinyin were both stunned, and after a long time, the two of them spit lightly: "Shit luck"

Inside the martial arts arena, Ye Chen casually lifted the long sword, a trace of blood dripped from the tip of the sword, and directly ignored the reactions of the people around him, his eyes closed.

And above the void of the martial fighting platform, Zi Ning's figure floated in the air like snow, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became thicker and thicker.

And Chu Sanjian's eyes also swelled with appreciation at this moment, and he sighed softly at Zi Ning: "A sword that is completely natural, superb cultivation, and good combat experience."

The second round of brushing took a few minutes longer than the first one, after all, the one who can stay on the martial arts platform now is none other than this freshman Jīngying, so the fight scene is becoming more and more jī fierce.

After the ripening moment, the second round of the competition ended, and the figures of Ye Chen and the others were once again overwhelmed by the light curtain, and for a while, everyone looked forward to it again, and Chen Qiaoyan and Huang Yinyin both sneered, they wanted to see if Ye Chen's luck was still as lucky as just now, the sound of the sword on the martial arts platform suddenly sounded, and the figures of Ye Chen and the others also resurfaced.

There was no doubt that the room Ye Chen was in immediately attracted most of the attention of the audience, and when Chen Qiaoyan and the others saw the other figure in the room where Ye Chen was, there was a hint of banter on their faces.

"It's actually Lin Huang's junior brother in the first class of Tianzi, hehe, it seems that that kid's luck has come to an end" Chen Qiaoyan hugged xing with both hands, and a pair of yù rabbits in front of xing appeared more prominent under the squeezing.

The slender eyelashes swayed slightly, and a hint of playfulness appeared between her eyebrows, and Huang Yinyin also smiled: "Although the cultivation of Senior Brother Lin Huang is not as good as that of Situ Fang, he can also rank in the top five in the first class of Tianzi Since ancient times, the champion of this martial arts fight belongs to the first class of Tianzi, hehe, presumably the same is true of this session, Qiao Yan, how long do you say that poor scholar can support in the hands of Senior Brother Lin Huang?"

The slender yù fingers shook slightly, and Chen Qiaoyan said with great certainty: "Less than three minutes"

Hearing this, Ran Qian looked at Chen Qiaoyan helplessly and the two of them were silent, shaking their heads slightly, seeing that Chen Qiaoyan and Huang Yinyin were even more proud.

Emperor Lin, originally a child of the Lin Cheng family, his qualifications are also extraordinary, he broke through the peak of the first level of martial arts refining in his early twenties, and his cultivation is also quite strong.

The first two rounds of fighting were naturally trivial matters for Lin Huang, therefore, Lin Huang's body was extremely full of true qi, so he also had the goal of impacting the top three today, but after entering the room, the smile on Lin Huang's face suddenly froze, and his face looked at the not very tall figure standing in front of him rather gloomily, and a bitter smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

When Lin Huang participated in the assessment of Yùhuang Academy that day, he was second to Ye Chen's group of recommenders, so he still knew about Ye Chen, a mysterious Longhua student.

"Alas, I'm unlucky" sighed slightly, Lin Huang took a few steps forward and arched his hand towards Ye Chen: "Tianzi is a class of Lin Huang"

His eyes slowly opened, and he glanced at Emperor Lin slightly, Ye Chen nodded slightly, and said lightly: "Dust Dream Land Words Class 1"

Compared with Lin Huang's enthusiasm, Ye Chen's reaction was naturally extremely flat, and Lin Huang didn't care, still smiled: "I hope that Brother Chenmeng's subordinates will show mercy later, don't let my brother and I lose too embarrassed."

"Well, let's do it" Ye Chen lifted his long sword, his calm gaze looking at Emperor Lin. There was a sharp sound of breaking wind in the surrounding rooms, and there were still cold cheers, but Ye Chen's room seemed extremely calm.

"Why is this Lin Huang junior still grinding, why just split that poor scholar out of the light curtain?" Chen Qiaoyan said in surprise.

Perhaps it was in response to Chen Qiaoyan's words that Emperor Lin was suddenly shocked, holding the sword in one hand, and retreating dozens of steps backwards.

The cautious gaze never left Ye Chen's figure, Lin Huang drank suddenly, his feet stepped on the ground, and his sharp air flow came out to the soles of his feet.

Therefore, Emperor Lin's figure also suddenly rushed towards Ye Chen, and the sword in one hand became the sword in both hands now, and the long sword in his hand was as if it was weightless, and he slashed towards Ye Chen from top to bottom.

After something becomes instinct, you don't need to think about it, your body will react, as if this battle has become Ye Chen's instinct

The figure floated slightly towards the side, and for the first time, Ye Chen flowed out of his ghostly figure in front of everyone, and his figure fluttered in the small room like a breeze.

For a while, Emperor Lin immediately lost Ye Chen's figure, and the long sword also fell in vain, at this moment Ye Chen was like a breeze that made people uncatchable.

The figure suddenly stopped, Lin Huang closed his eyes, and his soul power poured out to catch Ye Chen's figure, after a few breaths, a smile inadvertently appeared at the corner of Lin Huang's mouth, and the figure moved again, and the long sword in his right hand was out of control in vain and headed forward, and there Ye Chen's figure appeared in vain, and in this regard, Lin Huang's figure fell backwards instead.

The speed of the long sword was extremely fast, and the husband who only blinked his eyes came to Ye Chen's body, and in the so-called countless stunned eyes, this long sword burst through Ye Chen's chest

This figure was an afterimage, and in this regard, everyone realized that Ye Chen's speed had reached a terrifying level

However, just now, Lin Huang realized that this sword would miss, so Lin Huang's right arm shook suddenly, and the long sword came towards the back, and in an instant, Ye Chen's figure appeared in front of Lin Huang again.

At the same time, the long sword also started at the same time, and his body accelerated again in vain, this Lin Huang obviously hid his speed just now, so in the blink of an eye, the long sword slashed down from top to bottom in vain.

Sensing Ye Chen's movement route through his soul power, he first pretended to mistakenly think that the afterimage was Ye Chen himself, and at the same time bī out Ye Chen's body shape according to the calculated route, everything was calculated in Lin Huang's mind in just a few breaths, so when he split this sword, a smile welled up at the corner of Lin Huang's mouth, and there was no doubt that his calculation was made.

Not only Lin Huang smiled, but Chen Qiaoyan and others also laughed, this sword undoubtedly condensed Lin Huang's strongest blow

Time seemed extremely slow at this moment, the sharp sound of breaking wind surrounded Lin Huang's ears, and the long sword fell on Ye Chen's body without the slightest resistance, but at this moment, a stunned look also appeared on Lin Huang's face, there was no picture of blood splashing, and the only explanation was that the figure in front of him was still an afterimage

The long sword fell into the air, and Ye Chen's figure in front of him dissipated like a cloud of mist, and an ominous premonition arose in Emperor Lin's heart.

After the afterimage disappeared, what appeared less than half a meter in front of Emperor Lin was a curtain of light, and at this moment, Emperor Lin suddenly couldn't control his body.

True air turned, Lin Huang's figure rushed directly into the light curtain, and finally Lin Huang's figure was submerged by the light curtain, and at the same time, at that huge mén, Lin Huang's figure emerged.

In this regard, everyone was in an uproar, all this came too suddenly, and Emperor Lin, who had the upper hand, was so defeated and withdrew from the room by himself

"Wow" Not only did the students in the stands feel stunned, but some instructors also felt stunned, there was no doubt that Ye Chen's second afterimage just now had hidden from everyone.

Most people thought it was Ye Chen like Emperor Lin, but it was unthinkable that this Emperor Lin would not be able to control his speed and rush out of the room by himself, it should be said that he had no time to control his body. For a while, countless stunned eyes cast their eyes towards the room where Ye Chen was, and there were still people in the sky.

After the uproar sounded, Ye Chen's figure emerged from the room again, his eyes closed again, waiting for the next game.

After getting used to the surging soul power, Ye Chen was more and more able to control every move of his body, and his mastery of the Wind Transformation Technique increased by several points.

"It's not bad, but I don't know when I will be able to enter the third layer realm of the Wind Transformation Technique" Ye Chen muttered softly, just now Ye Chen was feeling the changes in his body, and he didn't take the matter of Emperor Lin's challenge to heart at all.

Poor Emperor Lin is still looking blankly at the big mén behind him, and his figure looks extremely lonely

To turn the tide of victory and defeat, only half a breath is enough