Supreme Emperor of Swords

The situation was reversed in a way that no one had thought of.

Li Lan, who had no power to fight back, was about to be killed. All the audience just stood there, gasping. They had no time to lend a hand.

Just at that time—

Boom!

The ground was shaking.

“Stop!”

There was a loud voice, and then a figure suddenly popped up from the player’s rest preparation area.

Instantly, this figure had already rushed into the arena and took Li Lan, who had been in a coma, in his arms, and a dazzling red sword radiance burst out from his right hand, forming a strange sword net in the air, blocking up Liang Feixue’s violent attack from the opposite.

Boom!

The violent Qi burst wildly.

The nominal disciples within 20 meters of the first ring were instantly blown out by the powerful force from the two fighters. They could not keep their positions at all by their own abilities.

“It’s Senior brother Ding!”

Zhang Fan and Wang Xiaoqi shouted excitedly.

At this cruel moment, the man who leaped to the arena and saved Li Lan was Ding Hao, who also came from the Eastern Academy of green shirts!

Layers of resplendent sword radiance rushed out from the rusted sword held in Ding Hao’s right hand and then formed into a red net, which blocked all the Liang Feixue’s terrible strength one meter away.

The power of a four-apertured Martial Disciple that had instantly blown Li Lan off did not break through Ding Hao’s sword net at all. It could only push Ding Hao to fly back in the air.

At this time, other people finally began to do something.

Li Muyun and his brothers from Honorable Alliance of Seven hurriedly rushed to the ring and surrounded Liang Feixue. After releasing the supernatural forces, Liang Feixue finally physically exhausted himself, and the bloody flames in his eyes faded. He was feeble and enfolded by Li Muyun.

Boom!

Ding Hao was like a falling meteorite, fell out of the ring and left a big dent on the ground.

In the next moment, the dust splashed and the ground shook and cracked. Ding Hao held Li Lan and jumped back to the ring. He looked like a wild beast.

Until this time, the nominal disciples around the ring woke up from the back of the scene came back from the sudden scene of the shock, and they were screaming and shouting. The crowd was in a state of disorder.

“What happened?”

“Why did Li Lan suddenly lose?”

“What happened to Liang Feixue? Did he cheat?”

The nominal disciples could not understand everything that happened, and there were many discussions. They did not know, under these circumstances, who was the winner. It was too strange.

…

On the viewing platform—

Leng Yixuan, Yin Yifei, and others also slowly went back to their seats.

If the matter could be solved by the nominal disciples themselves, that would be better. That was in line with the purpose of Swordsmanship-seeking Sect to train the nominal disciples.

“What is the swordsmanship that Ding Hao used just now? Why can’t I even understand it?” Lu Qi could not help but ask Yin Yifei.

Yin Yifei shook his head with a gloomy face.

Leng Yixuan and Cheng Fei looked at each other and they were shocked. Both of them thought of one person at the same time.

…

“Dirty trick!”

Ding Hao held Li Lan, who was in a semi-conscious state, with his left hand. He looked coldly at seven brothers of Honorable Alliance of Seven. His eyes were full of disdain.

“Kid, what are you talking about? Dirty trick? My second brother fairly won the game. You should blame yourself for your bad skills.” Feng Xingjun and others, who were irritated by Sun Fei’s arrogance.

“Huff! Fairly? If Senior brother Li Lan did not weaken his attack just now, I’m afraid that your brother would have been ruined! However, instead of being grateful, your brother made a shameless attack. He was so mean. I’m disappointed in you, Liang Feixue. The so-called famous Liang Feixue among the five academies was just a faker!”

Ding Hao sneered.

At the last moment of the third palm, Ding Hao saw clearly that Li Lan finally did not want to destroy Liang Feixue, such a genius, so he weakened the power of his Exceedingly Beautiful Fade-like Palm Technique by removing the emerald green strength.

However, Liang Feixue took this opportunity to suddenly counterattack, and immediately injured Li Lan and even wanted to kill him!

“Nonsense…” This time, even Chen Sheng, the martial mania, was furious.

“What? Do you want to fight me together?” Ding Hao supported Li Lan, who was awakened but unable to move, with his left hand, holding the sword with his right hand. Facing the seven people, he sneered, not afraid at all.

Soon, Ge Yin, Zhang Tianlun, Fang Tianyi, Wang Xiaoqi, and others jumped on the ring, stood behind Ding Hao, and yelled, “Do you want to bully us? That’s not going to happen!”

“You… you kids are courting death…” Feng Xingjun and Chen Sheng could not bear Ding Hao’s disdain for Liang Feixue and were irritated. They were going to fight him.

“Don’t… don’t do it…” Liang Feixue, who was weak, reluctantly reached out and grabbed his two brothers. He spat blood again and shook his head. Then he looked at Ding Hao and Li Lan under the help of Li Muyun, saying after a gasp, “Sorry, I can’t control my strength… every time… every time… I didn’t mean it…”

“Huff!” Li Lan snorted.

He was so proud that he reluctantly ran his Qi and spewed blood, but at last, He got rid of Ding Hao’s arm and stood up. Liang Feixue was his enemy now.

Ding Hao felt that Li Lan’s body was too thin. He stood on the side, not saying anything.

Judging from the strange light in his eyes and the violent state, Liang Feixue’s explanation was a little credible. However, it was too inexplicable that Li Lan and the Eastern Academy of green shirts lost the game!

“Liang Feixue, between you and me, there is still a battle someday. I hope that you still have good luck then!” Li Lan said calmly and indifferently.

A glimpse of blood came out of Li Lan’s mouth. He swayed and finally left the ring under the help of Ge Yin and Zhang Tianlun.

There was a bitter smile on Liang Feixue’s face, but he did not say anything.

After watching Li Lan leave, Ding Hao waved his hand, and the disciples of Wang Xiaoqi and other disciples from the Eastern Academy of green shirts jumped down the platform.

“Liang Fei Xue from the Central Academy of white shirts won!” The referee announced the final result of this contest. Li Lan was shot down once and lost the fighting ability first, so anyway he lost the game.

…

The battle between Li Lan and Liang Feixue caused a lot of discussions among the nominal disciples.

The disciples of the Eastern Academy of green shirts were not convinced, but there was no way to change the final result.

The disciples of the Central Academy of white shirts were still arrogant.

However, they did not figure out what happened to Liang Feixue in the last moment. It seemed that there was a terrible but uncontrolled force in this boy’s body. Once it was activated, something terrible would happen.

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