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Chapter 129: Base Potential

The hilt of the short sword in Zhang Yi's hand was already soaked in blood. Even though he relied on two consecutive Aries' horns to block Xia Song's "Heaven and Earth" attack, the powerful force also shattered his tiger's mouth and his palms were worn down.

However, at this moment, he still held the small sword tightly and tried very hard, so that blood was squeezed out from his fingers.

After the short and small sword in his hand stopped at this time, the surface looked rougher and duller, and even had a clear sense of grain, and the material was completely like an ordinary stone.

Looking at the small sword and listening to Xu Lianhua's questioning, Ding Ning nodded calmly.

"I thought Master Xue Cave passed this sword to you." Xu Lianhua said seriously after a moment of silence.

Ding Ning glanced at him and said, "Senior brother is thicker than me and much more stable than me. This sword is naturally to be passed on to him."

In the conversation between the two, Xia Song had already fallen heavily and could no longer stand up. The shock of many people in the venue had just begun.

The small sword that Zhang Yi was holding tightly at this time was naturally the last winter. Xue Wangxu's natal sword that had shaken the entire Changling. Although as the master ages and dies, the real power contained in this natal sword also dissipates and becomes a lifeless dead object again. However, after Xue Wangxu's lifelong nourishment, there must be many complementary points between this sword and the many sword sutras in the Aries Cave. At least when he used the Aries picking horns just now, there may not be any sword in the world more suitable than this sword.

The entire Changling had not had a high reputation for Zhang Yi before, but now this sword did not appear in Ding Ning's hands, but it appeared in his hands.

What shocked these candidates who watched the battle most was that they thought about every scene of the battle between the two sides, and after thinking that Zhang Yi had the lead with his sword, he paused. It seemed that Zhang Yi was going to wait for Xia Song to launch such a powerful attack in anger. Only with such calculations had already been done, Zhang Yi could use swords with his left and right hands to draw two Aries picking horns in a row.

Therefore, Zhang Yi's pause and waiting are not because of his gentle and overly generous personality.

Even at the end of the decisive victory, Zhang Yi showed even more close combat ability than Xia Song.

All of this made all these candidates who watched the game react. Zhang Yiyuan was not as weak as they imagined... It gave people this feeling just because of his humility and low-key.

At this time, the student who had previously couldn't help but sneer and said something about what Zhang Yi was waiting for. Later, because of a sentence before Xia Song's counterattack, he finally realized why he felt something was wrong at that time.

Because Xia Song said that Zhang Yi was proud at that time, but now looking back, from the beginning of the Sword Society to the present, even if he defeated Xia Song, who ranked 11th in the talent list, Zhang Yi only had an apology in his eyes, and there was no pride on his face.

In a sense, Zhang Yi is not a hidden strong man, and the natal sword left to him by Xue Wangxu cannot play any decisive role. However, the more so, the more inexplicably cold all the candidates watching the battle will feel.

Zhang Yi slowly put away the small sword in his left hand and looked at Xia Song who was falling to the ground and coughing blood. He was very apologized. Finally, he couldn't help but bow and bow, and said seriously: "Sorry... I just never underestimated you, and I never thought of defeating you with just one sword."

He knew that Zhang Yi was sincerely apologizing, but Xia Song felt even more ashamed and angry. With a puff, another mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

"The strength of a group of people is more terrifying than the strength of a person."

Jing Liuli said this to the Dan Tai Guanjian beside him, and his eyes turned to the tent of the palace maid named Rong on the cliff in the distance, and said slightly: "Even Master Lin thinks this sword will become more and more interesting. I want to see how that person is going to end."

Although there were Nangong Caishu and Xia Wan in Ding Ning's side who withdrew from the sword club, as Zhang Yi defeated Xia Song, the people on Ding Ning's side became stronger no matter how they looked at it.

Looking at Zhang Yi walking back towards Ding Ning and others, a rare smile appeared on the corner of Lin Suixin's mouth again.

It was precisely because he thought the sword trial was becoming more and more interesting, so after Ding Ning defeated Zhou Wangnian with one sword, and his momentum shocked the audience, he arranged for Nangong Caishu, Zhang Yi and Xia Wan to appear.

This arrangement naturally has some momentum components created by deliberately suppressing Ding Ning. The reason for this is that he wanted to see what method Ding Ning would have to regain after the momentum he had finally created was destroyed.

The showdown between the two camps at both ends of the shed is no different from the confrontation between the two armies. What he wants to see is Ding Ning, the leader of the army.

Now it is not only Ding Ning, but even Zhang Yi and others have revealed their ability to surprise him one by one. Since he has seen it clearly, he naturally has to make some compensation to make this sword test more fair.

So when he didn't look down at the book in his hand, he reported a person's name: "Dugu Bai."

Many people were shocked at this time. When they heard these three words, another heavy breathing sounded like a tide.

"To Zong Jingqiu." Lin Suixin turned over the volume casually and read the first name where his eyes fell.

"It's my turn to come out."

Hearing his opponent's name, Dugu Bai just glanced at Ding Ning and Xu Lianhua and others beside him, said this calmly, and then began to move towards Zhang Yi who was walking back.

Before the final sword test began, he was extremely focused on cutting many wooden swords, and at this time these wooden swords were piled on the ground at his feet like firewood, and he didn't even bring these wooden swords.

His opponent, a young man in blue, had a white face and almost cried.

Dugu Bai had never made any moves in Changling. However, when the Talent Book was released, all the young talents in Changling believed that Dugu Bai must be the first in the Talent Book. Although Lie Yinghong ranked first in the Talent Book later, Lie Yinghong has now lost in the sea of ​​thorns in front, Dugu Bai is the number one in the Talent Book at this time.

Zong Jingqiu, who was born in Yuchan Taoist Temple, was always ranked after thirty in the talent list, and at this time he had an injury on his left leg, he was even inconvenient to move. In anyone's opinion, this was a duel with too much strength and weakness.

...

Dugu Bai and Zhang Yi nodded and bowed to each other, then continued to move forward, and walked into the venue where Zhang Yi and Xia Song were duel.

Looking at the opponent who was walking hard with a sword on the ground and seemed to be about to cry, Dugu Bai pondered for a moment, and then said, "You are seriously injured, and I only use one sword. As long as you can catch my sword, I will admit defeat."

"Only one sword?"

A scream rang out.

Zong Jingqiu, who was about to cry, was stunned and raised her head in disbelief, and the gloss of hope reappeared in her eyes.

"This is too arrogant." Xia Wan couldn't help but frown and couldn't help but say.

She did not doubt Dugu Bai's strength.

She was sure that Dugu Bai should have the ability to defeat Zong Jingqiu with one sword on his own, but now that he says this, Zong Jingqiu doesn't need to do more, he just needs to keep his whole heart.

Although his injuries were not light, there would be no problem with the defensive sword style with full sword intent in actual combat.

In her opinion, Dugu Bai's actions were too dangerous and unnecessary.

"He wants to hit the morale of the other side."

Listening to Xia Wan's words, Zhang Yi, who had just walked to her, explained seriously and softly: "Previously, my junior brother Ding Ning defeated Zhou Wangnian with one sword, which has greatly frustrated the morale of those people. If he defeated his opponent with one sword, the people on the opposite side would be even more nervous. If he was too stressed and too nervous, he would often make mistakes."

Such words are not difficult to understand. Xia Wan's brows slowly relaxed. She looked at Zhang Yi's gentle face, nodded, and said, "Your junior brother is right. Zhang Yi, you are indeed much better than we imagined."

"Where are there." Zhang Yi's face suddenly turned red and she shook her head repeatedly.

"It's much better than we thought, and I have to add a condition, that is, when you are not a mother-in-law." Looking at Zhang Yi's appearance, Xu Lianhua couldn't help but smile with contempt and snorted: "To be honest, I was a little surprised that you didn't have a mother-in-law in the competition with Xia Song just now."

Zhang Yi lowered her head in even more shame and said, "My junior brother had already reminded me specifically before, and it was Miss Xia Wan that allowed me to enter this round. If I lost this game because of my mother-in-law and mother, how can I be worthy of Miss Xia Wan?"

"It turned out to be because of Xia Wan." Xu Lianhua laughed.

"I...this..." Zhang Yi was stunned, feeling something was wrong, and didn't know how to explain it. His face turned red but he couldn't speak.

Xia Wan's face also turned slightly red, and she glared at Xu Lianhua fiercely.

"Everyone knows how strong Dugu Baiqiang is, it depends on this sword."

Xu Lianhua turned her head, her face quickly became serious, and she said in a deep voice.

Xia Wan was also successfully diverted her attention, and her pupils also contracted slightly, because at this time, Dugu Bai had already begun to slowly draw his sword.
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