C972 This Lin Yi Is Trash
C972 This Lin Yi Is Trash
However, a gloomy expression flashed across Gongsun Leng's face.
He didn't think highly of Lin Yi.
Although Lin Yi had already reached the second realm of the Sword Dao - the Unhindered Sword Qi, Lin Yi had only just entered the second realm.
That day, Lin Yi had lost the battle with Ye Meng. Gongsun Leng knew that Lin Yi's Peerless Sword Qi was just a superficial knowledge. It was not the true Peerless Sword Qi.
However, Faang Lingqiu still arranged for Lin Yi to fight because Lin Yi was his loyal confidant.
"Faang Lingqiu, how dare you treat the four major sects competition as a joke? If anything happens, I will not let you go!"
Gongsun Leng stared at Faang Lingqiu and thought to himself.
Within the Myriad Sword Sect, the Sect Master and Sword Sage were engaged in a fierce internal battle. They were almost comparable to the Heehee Sect.
The four major sects competition was a battle between geniuses. The people of Gongsun Leng's faction couldn't interfere in this matter. Therefore, they could only watch helplessly as Faang Lingqiu recklessly arranged everything.
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"Eldest Martial Brother, this Lin Yi fought with you before. Do you think he can win against Sang Sibo?"
Within the Hundred Flowers Sect's camp, Xue Ziqian couldn't help but ask Ye Meng.
When the other disciples heard this, they were also curious.
In terms of reputation, the Wind Lightning Sword Lin Yi's name was even more famous, but Sang Sibo couldn't be underestimated.
"This Lin Yi is trash!"
Ye Meng grinded his teeth and said.
That day when Lin Yi fought with him, he saw him use Brilliant Sword Heart and immediately admitted defeat in fear. If this wasn't trash, then what was?
Therefore, Ye Meng didn't think highly of Lin Yi at all.
Indeed, although Lin Yi's name was loud and clear, when he met Sang Sibo, who had reached the second stage of the chess stage and placed his piece, it was not enough to look at.
Every chess piece of Sang Sibo could summon a spirit soldier, and it could be said to be endless.
After Lin Yi killed a dozen or so spirit soldiers, he finally exhausted the spirit energy in his body and lost the battle.
When Faang Lingqiu saw this, his face turned ashen. He had never thought that Lin Yi would lose.
"Trash!"
After cursing with hatred, Faang Lingqiu turned his head to look at the heavy sword Iron Lian.
"If Jiujue Valley still challenges us, you will fight the next match!"
Iron Lian nodded when he heard this.
The heavy sword in Tie Lian's hand had reached a total of three thousand eight hundred jin. Each of his moves had a force as terrifying as thunder.
This person was ranked second among the seven swords, second only to the wooden sword, Jiang Yang.
Faang Lingqiu was very confident in letting him fight.
A moment later, Lang Yuanjia from the Jiujue Valley went on stage, and as expected, he still chose the Myriad Sword Sect.
This time, everyone was already prepared, so they didn't make a big fuss out of it.
However, the disciples of Ming Temple Sect and Luoji Sect were secretly excited.
Jiujue Valley had already won one battle. If they continued to win this battle, it was very likely that Myriad Sword Sect would be kicked out of the ranks of the four major sects.
Because, the third candidate of the Jiujue Valley was definitely Zimo!
Compared to Zimo, Faang Lingqiu was nothing!
Therefore, the second match was a crucial one.
When the heavy sword Iron Lian appeared in the martial arts field, the people from the various sects were surprised.
According to their speculation, this match in Myriad Sword Sect should be fought by Faang Lingqiu himself.
After all, as long as the Myriad Sword Sect won the next match, the Jiujue Valley would lose the qualification to advance.
Although the Neon Light World did not have the story of Tian Ji's horse racing, the following strategy of using one's strengths against the other was widely known. Could it be that Faang Lingqiu did not consider this point?