"So you know?"

Zhang Xin's eyes were full of sarcasm: "So Ling'er thinks that with your talent, as long as you work hard enough and hard enough, you can catch up with him?"

Xie Ling'er seemed dissatisfied when she heard this, but she finally said nothing.

"You can't catch up! It's more likely that you've lost your life halfway. Either you die at the hands of evil spirits, or you simply have to be improper in practice and become possessed by evil spirits. If you want to take revenge, you need to be able to stand it. Before hunting, you need to hide your minions and endure it."

Time is limited, so Zhang Xin didn't plan to say too much, but he said one more sentence: "You should learn from Huangfu Cheng. If you can't win, there is no need to hold on. There are countless people in this world who are better than you."

This sentence was exchanged for Huangfu Cheng's dissatisfaction and humming, but Zhang Xin ignored it.

"I understand! The most important quality of a spiritual master is to have self-knowledge? It is the priority to protect your life."

Xie Ling'er muttered, then said, "So, Brother Xin, should you give up the final with Mo Ting? You are your brother, so you should set an example. All her spiritual skills can be free from seals and you can't win at all."

When Zhang Xin heard this, he smiled again: "It is because he knows himself that he must fight one after another. Ling'er, brother, I will teach you another thing, when you get married in the future, don't say such things to your husband. A man, you can't listen to others saying it can't be done!"

After saying this, he slapped the scabbard and strode forward: "Since everything is ready, let's go and see my brother avenge you. The sword of the crazy sword is already hungry and thirsty!"

Xie Ling'er behind her was stunned and was about to say something, but she saw that Zhang Xin had already walked away. Xie Ling'er hurriedly stepped and chased after him. At this time, she wanted to knock Zhang Xin out directly. Even if she missed the final, it would be better than being seriously injured by Mo Ting in the ring.

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When Zhang Xin and the other two arrived at the martial arts training ground, it was already crowded with people, and the surrounding heights were full of people.

Not only are the 1,000 qualified disciples here, but many low-level spiritual masters from Tianzhu Mountain also came to watch the battle, with a total of three or five thousand people.

Zhang Xinxin knew the reason. The Mo family was powerful, not only spanning several mountains, but also having a considerable force on the side of Sun and Moon Mountain. As the eldest daughter of the Mo family, Mo Ting was one of the top three in this Huiling class. This family has a prominent family background and is also of extraordinary talent. She will definitely have a great future in the future and will naturally attract attention from thousands of people.

However, Zhang Xin is not a person who is self-deprecating. I believe that today's grand occasion will also have his own contribution.

At this time, Mo Ting was already waiting on the stage. Although her temperament was cold, when this person saw Zhang Xin, there seemed to be flames burning in his eyes, which was scorching and hot.

——As he said, this woman hopes to come for this battle!

After Zhang Xin arrived, he did not intend to delay and went on stage directly. When he was heading all the way to the inside, he heard the discussions around him.

"Is this Zhang Xin, the guy who calls himself Crazy Knife?"

"Mad Knife? Haha, this is really shameless! Only children who are ignorant of the world like this without shame or impatience."

"At only eighteen years old, have you mastered the second battle realm? Although it is just a sword technique, after you switch to spiritual practice in the future, you will enter the mind and move forward faster than ordinary people!"

"But I heard that his psychic energy is very weak, and he almost couldn't pass the spiritual ladder."

"Actually there is no need to see it. That Miss Mo only has only one spiritual pressure technique, so this one probably can't handle it."

"I don't know this, but Miss Mo must be Ying Ding? Although she has not reached the second battle realm, she has the talent of spiritual arts and seal-free. Any spiritual arts must be on the front line faster than others, and that is not inferior to Yifa and enters—"

"I only care about how quickly this crazy knife loses."

Zhang Xin ignored it, eliminated all distracting thoughts, and stepped onto the martial arts stage step by step. Then, he looked at Mo Ting proudly with a look of pride,

"Today I am crazy and come as promised!"

"It's useless to just keep the promise. Do you know what I want?"

Mo Ting pressed the sword with her hands, her eyes as if she was bladed: "If you lose too quickly, it will still disappoint me. And you can't afford the consequences of disappointing me."

"Lost too fast? Is this talking about yourself?"

Zhang Xin slapped the scabbard, and his spiritual energy was stimulated, and the long sword was unsheathed and flew up: "Under the sword of the mad sword, there is no enemy of ten rounds, I wonder how many rounds you can last?"

After hearing this, the people watching the game in the audience couldn't help but open their mouths and look surprised. I thought to myself, this person is so crazy! He dared to tell that Miss Mo how many rounds he can survive?

"It seems very confident? This is a good thing!"

Mo Ting didn't care much about Zhang Xin's offense. She looked up and down at Zhang Xin and felt that this person seemed to be a little different from yesterday. But after reading for a few breaths, she couldn't observe the difference between Zhang Xin. Maybe the person has turned a little darker?

Shaking his head slightly, Mo Ting withdrew her gaze again: "Since you have arrived, there is no need to wait any longer, start early!"

The referee did not agree immediately. He turned his head and looked at the "invigilator" from afar. After receiving the latter's instructions, he asked Zhang Xin: "Mo Ting's request to start in advance. Do you agree with Zhang Xin?"

"I can't find it!"

Zhang Xin pointed at Mo Ting with his long sword, and said with a heroic spirit: "The sword in my hand is a powerful weapon in the world, called 'Qiu Lan'. The sword is three feet and nine inches long, and the net weight is nine pounds and seven liang, which can blow hair and cut off hair! Be careful, in this battle, the mad sword will not show mercy,"

Mo Ting was too lazy to pay attention to it and looked at the referee with her eyes. However, the latter was still as steady as before. She said 'Preparation for 60 breaths' first, and then waited silently.

At this time, dozens of feet away, Wang Chun was a little surprised and looked at Zhang Xin.

"What pill did he take? His psychic energy grew so fast!"

Li Guanghai also had a different vision, and he also sensed that Zhang Xin's spiritual energy increased.

——If it is just a simple growth, it is not enough to surprise people. As the invigilator, he knew that Xie Ling'er had borrowed some elixirs for Zhang Xin. The two of them were from Guanglin Mountain and shared hardships together, and their relationship was unusual.

But what surprised Li Guanghai was that after the surge in spiritual energy, Zhang Xin himself seemed to feel uncomfortable.

This is unreasonable. Even people with normal souls should be overwhelmed at this time.

"It should be that I used the Spirit-Suppressing Pill. Maybe this person has any special talents?"

Li Guanghai decided to pay a little attention in the future. There are all kinds of talent in spiritual masters, including acquired and innate. However, like Zhang Xin, there are very few types of talent in both successive and acquired.

"Talent?"

Wang Chun shook his head and then asked: "What do you think of the outcome of this battle?"

"The winner is naturally Mo Ting."

Li Guanghai answered without hesitation: "Don't you think so too?"

"I hope he can create a miracle and defeat Mo Ting, but reality is the most cruel."

Wang Chun sighed softly, then said in a gentle tone: "This boy is different from Xie Ling'er!"

He had reported to the Supervisory Institute yesterday that he was preparing to invite another high-level spiritual master who had mastered the fifth level of "spiritual energy" to take charge, but was refuted by the Supervisory Institute.

Now that I have no choice but to count on Li Guanghai, don’t stand by and watch anymore.
Chapter completed!