Zhang Xin's second opponent was a young man named Gao Yang, who also used a sword. However, like discussing swordsmanship, this person was still one level short of Fang Xinzi. He also won the victory and defeated him with one sword.

After that, Zhang Xin began to close his eyes and rest until about three minutes later, he heard the referee on stage No. 75 call him. When he looked up, he saw a young man with a big ear and a cold expression standing solemnly with his hands on his back. The man's eyes were also looking at him.

"It turns out that I can release my spiritual energy!"

Zhang Xin took a closer look, and his eyes were slightly condensed. He seemed to be cultivating the spirit just now, but in fact he had always been awake. Although Zhang Xin had not yet become a spiritual master, he could still do a basic wind-sniffing device. Every time he was called to the stage, he was deliberately paying attention.

Unfortunately, this man's opponent did not even have the value to open his eyes. This man took the stage twice, once ten breaths, and then solved the opponent. That time it was a crushing battle situation and had no reference value at all. The other time, the opponent surrendered voluntarily and did not dare to fight him at all.

——If you can release your spiritual energy from the outside, you can be considered a quasi-spirit master. There is indeed a huge difference between combat power and mortal world.

"He is Mo Gong."

Wang Feng had a little envy in his eyes. With the three entrance exams, he had been in the inner sect for six years, but he had only become a formal first-level spiritual master at the age of twenty-one, and now he is only a second-level. And the person in front of him is a little over sixteen years old, and he is only one step away from becoming a formal spiritual master.

These geniuses from Huiling Class sometimes make people desperate.

"Why don't you give up? Stay up and defeat the defeated group. As long as you fight two more games, you can stay."

When Zhang Xin heard this, he burst into laughter: "I never gave up on my dictionary of crazy swords!"

The man directly swung his sleeves and walked straight towards the ring. When he was ten feet away, he reached the high platform with just a few light tilts. Then he looked at the square-faced boy opposite with a provocative look: "I am crazy about Zhang Xin, I will come to learn your master's tricks."

At this time, it was not only the referee's lips twitching slightly, but Wang Feng below couldn't help but sigh, thinking that this person is really addicted to "crazy sword". How old is he? He is not a child like Fang Xinzi, so he wouldn't be embarrassed?

But Wang Feng's eyes also showed a bit of solemnity. This guy knew that the other party had stepped into the threshold of a spiritual master, but he was still fearless.

Could it be that this person's sword technique has really reached that level?

"I know you, the last one who has just climbed the spiritual ladder, is one of the thirty-seven survivors in Guanglin Mountain."

The Mo Gong looked calm and his eyes were as indifferent as water: "I admit defeat by myself. Although your situation is pity, I will not show mercy."

"Haha! I just said that my dictionary of Mad Knife has never given up, nor does it mean to admit defeat."

Zhang Xin slapped the scabbard, and his power was stimulated, and the long sword was unsheathed again and danced: "The sword in my hand is a sharp weapon in the world, called 'Qiu Lan'. The sword is three feet and nine inches long, and the net weight is nine kilograms and seven taels, which can blow hair and break hair! Since you have already released your spiritual power, please forgive me, Zhang, for being unable to hold back and be careful."

A trace of surprise flashed in Mo Gong's eyes, and then he shook his head incomprehensible: "I really don't know if you are ignorant or arrogant. Forget it, you must find trouble, and that's up to you."

After sixty breaths, as the referee waved the flag, Zhang Xin had already taken the first move, slid forward, and slashed in front of Mo Gong with a knife.

But Mo Gong didn't care. He raised his hand slightly and a blue light-filled spiritual shield appeared in front of him.

Zhang Xin used 70% of his strength to slash it with one sword, but the blade was blocked in front of the shield and could not make any progress!

The next moment, he did not hesitate to the left, and just left the place, he heard a sharp sound of "swish". Suddenly, a sharp and swift blue light blade flashed, tearing open the void beside him, breaking into the front fifteen feet before disappearing without a trace. On the ground of the arena, a mark about seven feet long and one foot deep was cut.

Many people gathered to watch the game under the arena, and there were no exception at this time, and their eyes were filled with shock.

"Do you have the Spirit Wall Shield and Spirit Light Slash? You have already mastered two spiritual techniques."

"It's worthy of being Mo Palace. Judging from the sharpness of this spiritual slash, I'm afraid it has reached the top level of the first level, right?"

"I'm afraid I'll have to be killed right away?"

"What else can I do? Why don't you give up just by giving up?"

Just as everyone started to discuss, the battle situation on the ring was getting more intense. Mo Gong shot out seven light blades in a row, forcing Zhang Xin to dodge.

However, he seemed to have a foresight. Whenever the spiritual slash from Mo Palace was emitted, he could always avoid it one step ahead. Although he was in a mess at this time, his body was unharmed.

Mo Gong gradually realized something was wrong, and then snorted coldly: "You'd better give up."

While speaking, Mo Gong's hands had already pinched a seal. Zhang Xin saw it from the perspective of the eyes and was shocked.

It's actually a spiritual chain?

This guy was able to release his spiritual energy three months ago, but he had already mastered three spiritual techniques? He was so genius?

In an instant, Zhang Xin changed his mind. He originally wanted to continue to delay until the spiritual energy of Mo Palace was exhausted. But since the other party mastered the technique of spiritual energy chains, this method obviously would not work.

This battle can only be a quick battle!

After being determined, Zhang Xin took action directly. After avoiding a spiritual blade slashed from Mo Palace, he rushed to Mo Palace again.

"Please pay attention! There is no enemy of ten combinations under the sword of the mad sword! This sword, the autumn wind rises and the white clouds fly!"

Mo Gong was obviously experienced in combat and was not affected by Zhang Xin's shouts, and he still made seals as usual. But when the sword light came, he was shocked.

I saw the sword light flashing randomly. At this moment, Zhang Xin's long sword slashed seven times in a row. Each place where the sword fell was the weak point and the uneven structure of his Ling Wall Shield. Then in just a moment, the "Lingbi Shield" suddenly shattered.

Mo Gong was shocked and couldn't believe it, thinking to himself that Zhang Xin could see through the reality of Lingbi Shield with just one knife?

At this time, Mo Gong was thinking about it without flaws. His spiritual chain was about to be completed, but there was no obstacle in front of him. Mo Gong's mind flashed and decided to continue to complete this technique.

In just a moment, another spiritual blade condensed in front of him.

Seeing this, Zhang Xin couldn't help but sigh, thinking that this person's talent was too strong, so he had no room to keep his hands.

But today, Zhang Xin, has a reason to have to make the top ten!

Let the sword pull in his hand, Zhang Xin's body flew up, and in an extremely twisted and strange posture, he could not help but avoid the spiritual blade that had been cut through the air, and then the next moment, another sword slashed horizontally!

"This knife makes the plants and trees fall yellow and the geese return south!"

A shrill sword light flashed, instantly causing Mo Gong's head to fly up, and a stream of blood also spurted out from his neck.

The moment the two of them fought, it was like lightning flash, and even the referee watching the game was caught off guard. It was not until Mo Gong cut off his head by Zhang Xin and he reacted. He stepped on his feet and used the spiritual decision.

"Little Resurrection Technique!"
Chapter completed!