"The first word: Strength!" Zhang Leyang's lips and teeth whispered softly.
Bang!
A crisp sound of metal clashing resounded. Under everyone's astonished gaze, Wu Xinli's Immortal Sword was sent flying by Zhang Leyang's Immortal Sword. The fiery red Spiritual Energy on the Immortal Sword stagnated and almost dissipated from the shock.
"What?" Wu Xinli stared in disbelief at his immortal sword that had been knocked away. He immediately stopped his hand seals and began to seriously control the immortal sword again.
"How can that sword be so strong?!" Wu Xinli was shocked. When he felt the power from his opponent's Immortal Sword, he couldn't even react because that power was even stronger than his Intermediate Foundation Establishment Stage.
Just as Wu Xinli was controlling the Immortal Sword and wanted to test Zhang Leyang again, the opposite Sword Light flashed and entangled with his Immortal Sword. However, what made Wu Xinli feel relieved was that the unbearable force on Zhang Leyang's Immortal Sword had disappeared and he could completely suppress it.
"So it's just a one-time burst!" Wu Xinli thought to himself. While he was relieved, he began to prepare to cast spells again.
At this moment, Zhang Leyang, who had been observing Wu Xinli, smirked. The Immortal Sword in his hands suddenly changed, and he said lightly.
"Second Word: Speed!"
Whoosh! There was a soft sound in the air. In the next moment, under everyone's gaze, the Immortal Sword that was tangled with Wu Xinli's Immortal Sword suddenly disappeared. It quickly appeared beside Wu Xinli and stabbed toward his chest.
"What! How is this possible?! " Wu Xinli's expression changed drastically. He couldn't care less about controlling his Immortal Sword. All the spiritual power in his body burst out and he dodged to the side.
Slash! There was a soft sound, accompanied by blood flying out. A long wound appeared on Wu Xinli's arm. His skin and flesh curled up, and bright red blood sprayed in the air.
"Ah …" Wu Xinli's blood-curdling screams rang out. The spectators below the stage looked at the scene in disbelief, their hearts filled with terror.
"Wu Xinli was injured. How is this possible …"
"Why was Zhang Leyang's immortal sword suddenly so fast? I couldn't see the trajectory of his sword at all …"
"Even a middle Foundation Establishment cultivator would find it difficult to dodge such a speed, then wouldn't an early Foundation Establishment cultivator …"
…
At the same time when everyone below the stage was stunned, Zhang Leyang's face suddenly turned pale. His hands that were pinching the sword art trembled slightly, but in the end, he gritted his teeth and said the last few words.
"On the third day, explode!"
As Zhang Leyang completed his hand seals, the immortal sword dancing in the air suddenly shone brightly. Terrifying crimson flames spread out from the sword, causing the originally one-meter-long immortal sword to suddenly become a five-meter-long flaming sword, which directly bombarded Wu Xinli.
"Impossible …" Wu Xinli cried out in horror, his face filled with terror. The dense fiery light enveloped the immortal sword as it continued to enlarge in his eyes. It was already too late for him to recall his immortal sword to defend himself. The only thing he could do was to forcefully form a seal to defend himself.
Unfortunately, he was not of the earth attribute, which was good at defense. Even the injury to his arm made it difficult for him to complete the incantation.
Boom!
Terrifying fire spiritual energy exploded in the stands, and shattered rocks flew out from the stands.
In the center of the explosion, Wu Xinli was unable to form a seal to release a spell. However, he was not injured, because a figure stood in front of him. It was the Golden Core stage referee of this match.
This person stretched out his right hand and directly fixed Zhang Leyang's immortal sword in mid-air, causing the fire spiritual energy that was wrapped around the immortal sword to explode, helping Wu Xinli to defend against this terrifying attack.
However, the Golden Core stage referee's action also meant that Wu Xinli had failed!
"This match, Zhang Leyang wins!" The Golden Core stage referee took a deep look at the youth who was panting not far away, and slowly put down his somewhat numb right hand.
Even he did not expect the terrifying power of this attack. Before he made his move, he hesitated for a long time, because according to his judgment, this attack would at most seriously injure Wu Xinli, and nothing too serious would happen.
However, when he really received this attack, he found that he was wrong. Although the fiery red spiritual energy wrapped around the five meter long sword was terrifying, the real terrifying attack was concentrated on the immortal sword. The moment that point exploded, his entire right arm was shocked and numb.
One must know that he was at the Golden Core stage, and his opponent was a kid at the early stage of the Foundation Establishment stage. The difference between their cultivations was like heaven and earth, but Zhang Leyang was actually able to numb his arm. It was enough to see how terrifying this attack was, and it could definitely kill Wu Xinli in an instant.
"The referee made his move, which means … Wu Xinli lost?" Someone asked with a dumbfounded face.
"The explosion just now was so terrifying, is this Zhang Leyang really only at the early stage of the Foundation Establishment stage?"
"The people from Xiaoling Peak … don't seem to be as useless as the rumors say, we have to be careful when we meet them in the future …" Many people secretly said in their hearts.
"I actually lost, how is this possible …" Wu Xinli looked at the referee standing in front of him with a dull face, and muttered to himself. At this moment, he still could not believe what had just happened.
"I …" Wu Xinli still wanted to say something, but was stopped by the referee's fierce gaze.
"You couldn't have taken that attack just now, are you questioning my judgment?" The Golden Core stage referee asked coldly.
"I … don't dare …" Wu Xinli's face changed, and he quickly said.
On the other side, Zhang Leyang took a deep breath, and raised his hand to recall his immortal sword. The series of attacks just now almost exhausted all of his spiritual energy. If he could not defeat Wu Xinli, it meant that he would lose.
But now, it seemed that everything was worth it! From the first time he interrupted Wu Xinli's casting rhythm, the whole battle scene was under his control. He used three moves one after another, completely forcing Wu Xinli into a dead end, and did not give him any chance at all.
Zhang Leyang had only practiced the three moves just now for ten days, because this sword formation was called the Tripartite Sword Formation, and Hayashikawa had taught it to the three brothers not long ago. The three of them had all practiced it, and among them, he was the best at it, and could already perform the simple Tripartite Sword Formation. However, the most powerful part of this sword formation was when the three of them worked together, and that was when the Tripartite Sword Formation was at its most terrifying.
Below the stage, there were still many people with good eyesight. After all, Xiaoling Peak was now the center of the whirlpool of the whole Lin Family Tournament, and there were many people who were good at using swords and had studied sword formations.
"Zhang Leyang's attack just now seemed to be using a sword formation, but it doesn't seem like the sword formations in the Cultivation World today …" A young man with a dark face frowned, and then he turned and walked out of the crowd. He had to pass this news to his master immediately!
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