My projections are all the roots of the Holy Spirit

Xu Jun shrugged his shoulders. Since so many classmates wanted to watch the show, of course he couldn't let down these friends who had been together for two years.

Okay, I accept the challenge. How do you want to compete?

Lin Bin said in a deep voice: I know that you have mastered the art of combining man and sword, so I won't bully you, just compete with weapons.

bully me?

Xu Jun looked at this big man who was as strong as Li Canghai and felt dumbfounded.

If you want to bully me, you must first have that ability.

There are several small formal arenas in the martial arts hall, which are more than enough for students to compete with each other.

Under the arrangement of the two teachers, Xu Jun and Lin Bin boarded the outermost ring respectively.

Xu Jun naturally held a wooden sword in his hand, and what surprised him was that Lin Bin also held a wooden sword in his hand.

Such a big man actually chose to practice swordsmanship.

Xu Jun thought he was using some kind of heavy Qimen weapon.

On the ring, two people stood holding swords against each other.

Around the ring, people from the two classes were clearly divided and supported each other.

However, compared to the enthusiastic cheers and cheers of Class 3 students, the voices of Class 1 students seemed much softer.

Moreover, in Class 1, there were two people who did not speak from the beginning to the end, but just looked at the ring with extremely calm eyes.

Around them, there were two or three classmates each, who did not join the cheerleading team, but were just talking and commenting in low voices.

It seems that this competition has never been taken to their minds at all.

These two people are the pride of 3, the proud sons of heaven.

When they were students, He Zhichao and Liu Xuanyue had already been promoted to the innate level.

Yes, they are already innate warriors.

Their current goal is to practice hard, open the bridge between heaven and earth, and transform into immortals. Naturally, they would not take the innate struggle to heart.

Neither the school nor their teachers will allow them to be distracted by this.

On the ring, Lin Bin waved the wooden sword in his hand twice, looking a little dissatisfied.

Xu Jun immediately understood at the first sight that the sword this guy usually used should be a special weapon such as a two-handed sword or an epee.

Although such weapons also belong to the sword category, they are quite partial.

Although the wooden swords provided by the school also come in different styles, they are undoubtedly far different from that special sword.

As for why I can see it at a glance...

Isn't that because he is extremely talented? What's there to say?

So, Xu Jun said kindly: Classmate Lin Bin, if you are not used to using it, you can change it to your usual weapon.

Lin Bin was startled for a moment, then waved his hand and said, No, I won't bully you with weapons.

Seo Jun rolled his eyes.

Forget it, if you don't do it, you will die, no one else is to blame.

Are you ready? Wu Yushuang asked.

Both men nodded at the same time.

The competition begins.

The expression on Lin Bin's face suddenly became fierce. He raised his sword with both hands, took a step forward, and charged towards Xu Jun with great force.

Although the weapon in his hand did not fit well, Lin Bin was still confident in his heart.

So what if man and sword merge into one?

He had inquired about it, but Xu Jun didn't know what kind of bad luck he had.

He actually cultivated the realm of swordsmanship to the point where man and sword become one.

However, Xu Jun's energy and blood are far from keeping up with his swordsmanship. So far, he is still at the second level of bone tempering.

And although he couldn't understand what it meant to unite a man and a sword, the energy and blood in his body was actually from the acquired peak Zang training realm.

Therefore, as long as he chooses the right tactics and uses his strong energy to fight Xu Jun to the death.

As long as he can suppress Xu Jun's momentum, he can use the method of exchanging injuries for injuries to scare his courage.

Over time, Xu Jun's energy and blood will inevitably be drained away, and then the winner will only be himself.

As for Xu Jun’s performance in Tongren Lane at the end of last semester...

Although he has heard of it, puppets are puppets, and puppets run fixed programs. Will they use lose-lose tactics to fight against people?

Won't.

Therefore, this battle must be won!

Lin Bin's face was red, and his blood was surging. When he charged forward, he became even more powerful, as if a huge mountain was pressing down on him.

Everyone watching the battle closed their mouths at some point.

The sound of cheering before the war is naturally a morale booster.

But they were all fighting, and they naturally didn't want to distract Xu Jun because of their voices.

Moreover, after seeing the momentum and determination displayed by Lin Bin's sword, even those who had confidence in Xu Jun among the classmates seemed to be slightly shaken.

After all, although Xu Jun's performance was impressive, they had not seen it with their own eyes.

But the name Lin Bin took two years to come up with.

Wu Yushuang smiled and nodded gently.

The young people today are really amazing.

Although Lin Bin's talent is not as exaggerated as that of He Zhichao and Liu Xuanyue, it is still outstanding.

With one year left, this kid has a glimmer of hope to break through his talent before graduation.

Liu Yang's brows furrowed slightly, and he vaguely regretted why he agreed.

Seo Jun, this kid, must not lose his balance.

Even the two innates from Class 1 were slightly moved after seeing Lin Bin's sword that concentrated all his strength and was full of fierce momentum.

The will condensed in this sword is extraordinary.

Perhaps, this is the sword that breaks through the innate hope.

Just when everyone was admiring it, they saw it.

Seo Jun raised his wooden sword.

He didn't make any sword gestures to resist, nor did he sway his body to dodge, but just shook his hands as if carelessly.

Subsequently.

Buzz.

A low, but buzzing sound full of strange power suddenly exploded from the void.

At this moment, the entire martial arts hall seemed to have lost its color.

Everyone's ears seemed to be filled with this scream, and then the sound spread into their hearts, making them tremble.

The two innates stood up straight at the same time, with surging fighting spirit blooming from their bodies.

This was a sword sound that was enough to make them feel a huge threat.

They all have a feeling that if they don't go all out in the face of this Ming, they will be killed by this sword in an instant.

On the ring, Lin Bin, who was originally full of momentum, suddenly stopped.

His hands and feet were weak and his whole body was weak.

Being targeted by the sword cry, he almost fainted at this moment.

Then, he saw a wooden sword suddenly flash before his eyes.

His body flew out of the ring like a kite with its string broken, flying towards Wu Yushuang, and was caught by Teacher Wu.

Lin Bin looked pale, knowing that he had lost.

But he didn't even know how he lost.

At this moment, no matter how strong the momentum he had accumulated previously, the blow he received at this time would be severe.

Suddenly, He Zhichao in the audience raised his head, stared at Xu Jun, and said word by word: Xian, Tian, ​​sword, ring!