Super God Fantasy System

Chapter 39 Arena

Ye Qingfeng: "See it clearly, do you need to demonstrate it for the teacher?"

Lin Yi: "No need, the disciple has already written it down, go back and study it first, and show it tomorrow."

Ye Qingfeng: "Yes, that's fine."

Lin Yi: "The disciple will leave first."

Back at his residence, Lin Yi kept demonstrating Ye Qingfeng's actions just now in his mind.

Lin Yi found that after becoming a martial artist, his memory has been continuously strengthened. It is a trivial matter. Even the memories that he has forgotten before can be remembered. If he had such memories before, he would not be tired of studying.

Ye Qingfeng just held the sword in his hand, and his whole aura changed drastically, which was the same as when he held the third generation of ghosts.That is the aura of someone who has a profound understanding of swordsmanship, as if the man and the sword are one.

Lin Yi took out the third-generation ghost from his backpack, and holding the third-generation ghost in his hand, Lin Yi also exuded a strong aura.

The sword is the king of soldiers, and every sword repairer is a person with a bad temper, like Lin Yi's other master, Ye Qingming, who looks like a bandit, so Lin Yi doesn't want to say anything more.

"Why is this apprentice not easy?"

"Yeah, look at his posture with the knife, look at his momentum, he is not inferior to me at all, my master may not be as good as him in terms of knife skills"

"As long as he doesn't have any dissatisfaction with my Sword Pavilion"

Lin Yi exposed another trump card, Ye Qingfeng, Ye Qingming has been secretly watching Lin Yi, and Lin Yi still knows nothing about his exposure...

Lin Yi held the third generation Guiche in his hand, exuding a powerful aura. He imagined himself as Ye Qingfeng, the knife in his hand seemed to have turned into a sword at this moment, and Lin Yi exuded a strong sword intent.

"It's terrible, this kid has already reached the realm of forgetting himself?"

"My God, such a mood at such a young age!"

"Even though our disciple holds a knife in his hand, what he thinks in his heart is a sword"

"Yes, I have a sword in my heart"

"Nine Tribulations Sword Technique" Lin Yi suddenly took a step forward and raised the Third Generation Gui Che in his hand. The Third Generation Gui Che exuded domineering sword intent, but Lin Yi exuded sword intent, which was extremely strange.

"Pfft" just demonstrated a few tricks, Lin Yi spit out a mouthful of blood...

"Damn it!" How can labor and management use a sword as a sword?What the hell?

Lin Yi didn't know his artistic conception just now, he thought that he had gone crazy in cultivation, "I need a sword"

"This kid is also a talent."

"Yeah, having such an apprentice is very worrying."

"To build a good sword for our disciples"

The next day, Lin Yi came to Ye Qingfeng's residence "Master Zao"

Ye Qingfeng: "Perhaps this disciple is here to seek a sword."

Lin Yi: "The master is truly a god, and this disciple is here to find soldiers."

Ye Qingfeng: "Let's go to Lingbing Pavilion"

Lingbing Pavilion...

"Elder Ye, do you dare to ask that he accompanied his disciples to select the spiritual soldiers?" Lin Yi heard a hint of respect from his words.

According to the plot in the novel, the craftsman is also a noble existence, but he actually respects his master. It seems that his master is not simple.

Ye Qingfeng: "Disciple, do you want to choose this spiritual weapon, or let him build one according to your own ideas?"

Lin Yi: "I'll just pick one at random"

It seems that my master is indeed not simple, and he actually wanted this craftsman to forge one, and the craftsman not only didn't feel displeased when he heard it, but his expression was still respectful...

"Just this one." This is a very simple sword, the entire body of the sword is white, a seamless white without any blemishes.

Back at his residence, Lin Yi's mind was full of the scene of Ye Qingfeng holding the sword and cutting the world. People who love fantasy have more imagination than others. Things that have been seen once can also be transformed into other things through their own imagination.

Ye Qingfeng's movements were replaying in Lin Yi's mind like a movie. The aura, the sword technique, the sword move, the footwork, Lin Yi's aura is also slowly increasing...

Slowly, Lin Yi opened his eyes, and the image of Ye Qingfeng during the demonstration appeared in his eyes, as if Ye Qingfeng was right in front of his eyes, it was strange.

"Nine Tribulations Sword Technique" A more intense aura erupted from Lin Yi's body, the sword in his hand kept waving, fully displaying the Nine Tribulations Sword Technique...

"Not bad, this kid is very talented"

"Those who can understand the meaning of the sword will naturally not be bad at swordsmanship and can learn it faster."

"Huh" After finishing a set of sword skills, Lin Yi was also tired, so he sat down and rested. When he had time, he had to make money, otherwise there would be no exchange points.

Lin Yi stretched his waist, it's time to go out for a walk, it's so boring to practice swords all the time, Lin Yi walked towards the arena...

"Hurry up, defend, defend!"

"Pursuit of Victory"

"Hahaha, he's going to lose"

In the arena, there are two people competing in martial arts. Both of them are late-stage bronze players. Their competition is completely indifferent to Lin Yi, because their strength is too weak and their movements are too slow.

The arena is not only a place to compete, but also a place to resolve personal grievances. After all, conflicts between warriors often occur, and setting up an arena is very necessary.

The Zongmen defaulted to the competition of these disciples. After all, there is pressure to improve. The rules of the arena are to win if one party goes to the ring or makes the other party admit defeat.

The sect is not angry to fight, point to the end, after all, they are all disciples of the same sect, they bow their heads but don't see them when they look up, so they should keep a line so that they can meet each other in the future.

There is also an administrator in the arena, who is responsible for opening the arena. After all, the formations in the arena need to be maintained, and the cost of maintenance needs to be paid by the losing party.

In addition to personal bets in the arena, there are other people who gamble. Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. It is true that the arena is the most lively place in Sword Pavilion. There are people betting here every day, and there are no people every day. In competition.

"Take my knife!" The simple and honest warrior shouted, and slashed at his opponent.

"I hide" The opponent turned around and rolled over, and there was an extra attack, and the backhand was a stab with a sword.

"Ding" The simple and honest warrior blocked the attack with a knife.

"Do you think that's all there is to it?" The opponent punched him, pointing at the simple and honest warrior with his right hand, "You lost"

That simple and honest warrior is also someone who can afford to lose, "I lost." His expression didn't show any frustration, but was more happy, as if he was the one who won.

"Hey, it's different to fight against an expert. I'll lose within fifty moves"...

"Look, it's the genius. The genius is here."

I don't know who yelled, but most of the eyes turned to Lin Yi, Lin Yi was a little shy, "What are you looking at, I've never seen a handsome guy." Of course, just think about it.

"Since you are a genius, can you ask me a question or two?"

Everyone has been unhappy with Lin Yi for a long time. Lin Yi's title of genius is too resounding. Everyone is paying attention to him, especially his sister.

This makes those male compatriots very upset about Lin Yi, they need a chance to prove themselves, and defeating Lin Yi is the best proof...

"Hey, why are you the main character? Of course the girls circle around me."

Lin Yi: "It's not enough to teach, but it's possible to learn from each other."

(End of this chapter)