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Chapter 1153 Draw the Sword
The high-pitched shouts of the commentators continued in the stadium.

At this moment, even Lin Xiong and the Shangguan sisters in the stands restrained their expressions and stared at Chi Yi in the arena, whose sword was out of its sheath.

She drew her sword!
When Chi pulled out his sword for a while, it meant that she was serious.

"Roar!!!"

The students of Baiwu High School in the auditorium also shouted excitedly, in all martial arts high schools in the capital, no one knows how terrifying Chi Yishi is after drawing his sword.

Even Lin Xiong, the first among the four masters, still has to give up three points.

Chi drew his sword for a while.

It also announced the end of this round of competition.

"hiss!"

Taking a breath, Xin Zhao stared at the sharpness on the other side.

It has to be said that there is still a big difference between a sword repairer drawing a sword and not drawing a sword.The moment Chi Yishi drew his sword, even Xin Zhao felt palpitations.

the most important is……

his right hand!

When he punched the mountain just now, he punched with his right arm.Right now, his right hand was trembling more obviously. Looking down at his palm, his palm had turned purple-black.

Clenching his fist slowly, Xin Zhao ignored his right hand.

at the moment,

The most important thing is to solve the opposite Chi for a while, and solve the battle as soon as possible so that he can have enough time to check the condition of his right hand.

Unfortunately, Chi Yi was trickier than he imagined for a while.

The Beng Fist just now was an opportunity.

Xin Zhao's right arm was imbued with psychic energy, and he punched out in a posture of collapsing mountains and breaking mountains.He barely stopped that punch. Faced with such a big impact, it is estimated that the Wuhun Realm would be seriously injured and near death, even Wu Zong would lose his fighting power.

Unfortunately, Chi stood up again for a while.

He still returns like a king with his sword drawn.

boom!
Earth cracks.

After drawing his sword, Chi remained silent for a moment, staring up at him.The silver lights flickered in the arena, and sword lights flashed in the eyes of the audience and the commentator, while Xin Zhao, who was suffering from severe pain in his right arm, walked under the shadow of the sword with his brows tightly locked.

"Sure enough, the sword cultivator still has to draw his sword!"

The commentator was staring and shouting excitedly, "After drawing his sword, Chi Yishi has the upper hand. The two who were evenly divided before, now Xin Zhao has been completely suppressed by Chi Yishi."

"Yes!"

Zhang Zheng also stared at the sword shadows in the competition area and whispered.

"Sword cultivator, the moment when you draw your sword. Before Chi Yi was able to draw with Zhao Xin, who is a boxing mage, in a sense, he had already won. Now, Chi Yi drew his sword and made a decisive decision. "

Whoosh...

Afterimages and sword shadows staggered endlessly.

The audience in the competition area either raised their arms and shouted excitedly, or squeezed their fists to feel the tense atmosphere of the competition and stared at the arena.

"Sonic boom!"

At this moment, Zhongchi in the competition area gave a soft shout.

The blade in his hand turned into a tornado in the air, tearing the surrounding air and causing violent sonic booms, so sharp that the audience in the competition area subconsciously covered their ears.

"Hiss, sonic boom!"

The commentator Fang Zheng also made a sharp cry.

"It's appeared, Chi Yishi's famous sword skill, sonic boom. This sword skill uses high-frequency blade tremors, piercing the air, and using the amplitude of the blade to resonate with the tearing air. As long as the opponent has that A moment of distraction, and the sword will stab the opponent's throat."

"It looks like it's over."

The commentary charter also let out a sigh of relief and smiled slightly.

"In the capital, there are only a handful of young people who can withstand this sword, and Xin Zhao is still a boxer. It seems that we can announce Chi Yi..."

Ding!
Suddenly, the voice explaining the regulations stopped abruptly.

On the projection of the competition area,

Everyone also saw that Chi Yishi stabbed out with a long sword, and in front of Xin Zhao's throat a blue long sword floated upright in front of him, and Chi Yishi's sword edge was touching the sword surface of this sword.

"Sword... sword! Here, a sword appeared in front of Xin Zhao."

The commentator Fangzheng deliberately raised his pitch, "The appearance of this sword means that... this contestant from the Jiangnan Martial Arts School is also a sword repairer!"

"Hahaha, silly beep!"

Standing in the preparation area, Qiu Yuankai pinched his waist with both hands and vomited towards the ground.

"Scared, who said that our fifth is a boxer? Still there, in a sense, Chi Yi has already won, and our fifth has not yet shown his real skills, silly beep, And... she has drawn her sword! Bah, our fifth child has also drawn his sword, so we can make a decisive decision now!"

"Who said no."

Zhou Muyan also hugged his shoulders and snorted coldly.

"What are these two commentators for? After the game is over, I have to ask my family to check them. Just talking nonsense there, and congratulations to Chi Yi. Congratulations, Brother Wu still has Qinglian Sword and Bagua Sword. It's useless, the martial soul is not activated, and the game is over, let's make sand sculptures."

These two roommates of Xin Zhao spurned the game commentary at each station, and stood on Xin Zhao's side without thinking.

For the audience...

Those familiar with Xin Zhao shouted excitedly the moment they saw the twin swords appear.And the audience in the capital gasped as they stared at the long sword in astonishment.

Xin Zhao turned out to be a swordsman too!
So, for the first ten minutes or so, Xin Zhao and Chi Yi were playing tricks on the audience.

The two sword cultivators fought for so long with boxing forcefully.

I also saw their enthusiasm.

"Sword Master!"

The twin sword spirits whispered in Xin Zhao's sea of ​​consciousness.

"Why did you come out?" Xin Zhao was a little astonished, the twin swords were not intentionally released by him at all, but the sword spirit took the initiative to savior.

"You are in danger, I will protect you well."

"Hey, actually that sword can't hurt me." Xin Zhao smiled slightly. He wanted to make a quick decision, so he deliberately sold Chi Yi an opening when he released the sonic boom.

Wanted to end the game with this.

Although it is dangerous, opportunity always coexists with danger.

But now the sword spirit took the initiative to save the Lord, of course Xin Zhao would not blame him.Moreover, when the sword spirit blocked Chi Yishi's sword for him, it also made Xin Zhao think a little calmly.Even if he sells this flaw, with Chi Yi's strength for a while, he may not be able to get it cheap.

If he doesn't handle it properly and it becomes self-defeating, his situation will be extremely bad at that time.

in fact……

Xin Zhao never wanted to use a sword from the beginning.

He was a bit stubborn, and when he heard Liang Tuo say boxers were inferior professions, he wanted to use boxing to prove for Xue Jianing or all boxers.

A boxer is not an inferior warrior!
But now that the twin swords have been released, it would be too extreme if he continues to fight the enemy with boxing.What's more, his situation doesn't allow him to rely on boxing anymore.

It is not necessary for Xin Zhao to prove whether the boxer is an inferior warrior or not.

Spiritual energy poured in, martial arts awakened.

Catacombs invaded, demons rampant.

Modern professions and martial arts blend together, and everything exists for a reason.

360 lines, line by line out of the champion.

Any road to the extreme can become a contemporary powerhouse.The arrival of the Dao era should be a matter of contention among a hundred schools of thought. There has never been any low-level martial arts profession in this world, only some self-righteous people.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Xin Zhao looked at the twin swords in front of him with a chuckle, but Chi Yi, who was pierced by the long sword, smiled for a while.

"You have finally drawn your sword."

"Yes."

Xin Zhao sighed softly, stretched out his purple-black right hand to hold the hilt of the sword, and with a bang, there was a big blue light under his feet, and a huge gossip compass enveloped Xin Zhao and Chi Yi in it for a while.

"I, draw the sword!"

(End of this chapter)