Chapter 1276: Don't Let the Sword Be Ashamed

"Middle grade holy artifact?"

There was an exclamation from the surrounding spectators.

One after another scorching eyes, one after another gathered on the sword in Xiao Yi's hand.

That sharp sword that exudes a cold white sword light is obviously a powerful mid-grade holy weapon.

A mid-grade holy artifact is a treasure that even an ordinary martial arts emperor cannot possess.

Not to mention that it is now a sword-type holy artifact, and looking at its breath, it is obviously much stronger than the average middle-grade holy artifact.

On the competition stage, Xiao Yi held his sword indifferently, ignoring the exclamations around him.

With indifferent eyes, he looked at the three referees on the edge of the competition platform.

The three referees nodded and came over.

Looking at Shi Jingtao, who had fallen to the competition platform, he said loudly, "In this battle, Heiyun Xuejiao, Xiao Yisheng."

Xiao Yi nodded slightly, retracted his sword, and turned to leave.

The reason why he drew his sword was because this Shi Jingtao repaired a mountain and stone.

The mountains and stones together are very good at defense.

The Wuchi Academy is one of the five university palaces, and in terms of ranking, it is second only to the Tianzang Academy.

Its inner disciples are all arrogant.

Shi Jingtao was also the strongest disciple of Lichi's five idiots, second only to Chief Lichi.

A cultivation base, reaching the eighth level of the Holy King Realm.

In other words, this person is not only infinitely powerful, but also has amazing defensive power.

If he didn't use swords or martial arts, it would still be quite laborious to fight this person slowly.

After all, apart from all means, his true cultivation is only at the sixth level of the Holy King Realm.

In addition, it is hard work, but if you can fight against this person, if you say that you can gain something, it is not.

Therefore, Xiao Yi did not waste any time and drew his sword directly.

And there are only two swords in his hand, one is the Blizzard sword, and the other is the Leng Yan sword.

The Blizzard Sword is just a top-quality elemental weapon, not even comparable to the sub-sacred weapon.

For Xiao Yi's current strength, the Blizzard Sword was almost useless, so he could only take out the Leng Yan Sword.

But Leng Yanjian was much stronger after absorbing a lot of blood energy.

Therefore, Xiao Yi was just a sword energy, and he blasted this Shi Jingtao out of the competition stage.

According to the rules, when the opponent falls on the stage and loses directly, the three referees also directly declare the victory or defeat.

Xiao Yi turned and left.

Behind him, an exclamation suddenly erupted.

"I remembered, isn't this kid the guy who seriously injured Senior Brother Jin Hu with a sword attack on the top of Wuling Peak a few days ago?"

On the first day of Wuling Peak, after all, there were still many college teams who had never felt the Tianzang Academy.

And even the disciples present at that time, I am afraid that most of them just put their minds and eyes on the disciples of Jinchen Academy, as well as Chu Rou and others.

Not many people paid attention to Xiao Yi and Qing Lin at all.

Even in the end, Xiao Yi suddenly seriously injured Jin Hu, which attracted attention.

But those attentions were only put on the sword in Xiao Yi's hands.

Nature,

Until now, the disciples who watched the game gradually recognized Xiao Yi.

At this time, another exclamation sounded.

"I also remembered, isn't this son the deserter of the Tianzang Academy two years ago?"

"On that day, he also held this sword and easily defeated Wang Yue, the eighth disciple who was directly passed down by Tongtian Peak."

"This guy, nothing else, luck is good, he got a middle-grade holy artifact."

"Oh, with the middle-grade holy artifact in hand, it is amazing."

A series of discussions sounded in the audience.

Xiao Yi turned a deaf ear, and walked back to the seat of the Black Cloud Academy.

Under the competition stage, Shi Jingtao was able to recover from the failure of the fall.

With cold eyes, he looked directly at Xiao Yi.

"Heiyun Xuejiao, relying on the power of the middle-grade holy artifact to defeat me, what kind of skill is it?" Shi Jingtao roared angrily.

Xiao Yi ignored it and returned to his seat, sat down calmly, and took a nap.

There were still many discussions in the surrounding audience, but more about the mid-grade holy artifact in Xiao Yi's hands.

But these discussions soon dissipated with the loud shouts of the three referees.

"No. 57, Wu Chi Academy, Linghu Wang, come to power."

"No. 58, Qianchuan Academy, Tang Qianliu, come to power."

Whizzing…

The two figures jumped onto the competition stage in an instant.

"It's Senior Brother Linghu Wang." Exclamations suddenly erupted from the surrounding audience.

Moreover, this exclamation is much more violent than any previous one.

One after another with adoring eyes, almost all of them are concentrated on an indifferent figure on the competition stage at this moment.

Linghu Wang, the disciple of the Wuzhi Academy, the chief disciple of Jianzhi, and the chief of the Wuzhi.

At this time, Mo You, who had been indifferent all along, suddenly narrowed his eyes on the seat of the Heiyun School of Education.

"Sword Idiot Linghu Wang." Mo You muttered to himself, a battle intent flashed in his eyes.

On the competition stage, Linghu Wang ignored the exclamations around him, but turned his head and looked directly at Mo You.

"Wangyoujian, Mo You." Linghu Wang said, and the same fighting intent flashed in his eyes.

"I heard that you picked almost all the top talents in the west, and even Jin Chen was defeated by you."

"In the next competition, if there is a chance, I look forward to fighting with you."

"Okay." Mo You nodded.

Linghu Wang's gaze shifted from Mo You to Xiao Yi who was sleeping beside him.

"Your cultivation base is still weak, and you have to practice diligently."

"Since you are a sword cultivator, you should know that the sword is life."

"Your sword is very strong, I hope you don't put it to shame."

Xiao Yi fell asleep and said nothing.

Qing Lin curled his lips aside, "Take care of yourself first, I hope you are just a sword idiot, not a fool."

"Huh?" Linghu Wang looked at Qing Lin with a sharp look in his eyes, looking directly at Qing Lin.

"Hi." Qing Lin's eyes met him, and his eyes suddenly stinged.

Xiao Yi opened his eyes in an instant, looking at Linghu Wang with indifferent eyes.

Under the indifferent gaze, Linghu Wang's complexion changed slightly, and he had to withdraw his gaze from looking directly at Qing Lin, and instead looked at Xiao Yi.

The two eyes collided in the air, one was sharp and the other was indifferent.

Xiao Yi's indifferent words sounded slowly, "I think, before you beat me, you are not qualified to teach me how to handle the sword."

"At least, a peak of the Holy King Realm is not enough."

Yes, Linghu Wang is the pinnacle of the Holy King Realm, and it is only one step away from the Holy King Realm.

"Very good." Linghu Wang smiled lightly and looked away.

The battle on the martial arts platform started shortly after.

Xiao Yi glanced at Qing Lin at the black cloud teaching seat, "Are you alright?"

"No." Qing Lin shook his head and blinked his stinging eyes.

"This guy is very strong."

Mo You said on the side, "Don't mind the two junior brothers, this Linghu Wang is a sword idiot and loves swords like his life, so I just said a few more words."

"These characters are not malicious."

"Yeah." Qing Lin nodded, "However, he is also a sword idiot. Junior Brother Xiao Yi, if you encounter this guy in the next competition, be careful."

"Huh." Xiao Yi smiled lightly, noncommittal.

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