Lin Yue muttered to himself and then looked ahead with bright eyes.
Looking at Yin Zhiping, he was silent for a moment before he smiled faintly.""Please enlighten me, Priest Yin."
Yin Zhiping's eyes flickered when he saw Lin Yue's confident look.
For some reason.
He felt that Lin Yue was looking at him like a hunter looking at his prey.
It was as if she had already eaten him.
He felt a chill down his back.
However, he was confident that with his Xiantian second stage cultivation and Quan Zhen Sect's ultimate technique, it would not be a problem for him to deal with Lin Yue.
Therefore, he immediately drew the sword on his back without hesitation.
"Wait a minute." Seeing his sword, Lin Yue said.
"What, Second Young Master Lin is backing out?”Zhao Zhijing booed from the side.
"Second Young Master need not worry. We are not fighting to the death.”
Yin Zhiping comforted him. At the same time, he was extremely proud in his heart.
This Lin Yue had been praised by everyone for his many strange moves.
The moment he met Yin Zhiping, he could only retreat.
This was Quan Zhen Sect's reputation!
However, Lin Yue's next sentence made his face turn ashen.
"Oh, that's not it." Lin Yue replied casually.
Then, he looked down the stage and cupped his fists.
"Seniors and brothers, may I know who can lend me a longsword?”
"Second Young Master Lin, you must be joking. We are just scrap metal. We can't be compared to the Nine Cauldrons Sword at your waist. Why is Second Young Master still borrowing swords from us?”A bearded man below the stage laughed loudly.
Lin Yue smiled slowly and said,""It is precisely because of this that I want to borrow your sword.”
With that said, everyone understood.
It turned out that Lin Yue felt that his family's treasured sword had an advantage against the enemy, so he refused to use it.
The bearded man who spoke earlier immediately untied the sword at his waist and casually threw it over.
"Second Young Master Lin has such strength of character. I admire you!”
"Facing a genius disciple of Quan Zhen Sect, you can actually face the outcome of your defeat calmly and pursue fairness!”
"Unlike some people who measure a gentleman's stomach with their petty thoughts…"
The burly man couldn't help but praise.
At the same time, he didn't forget to mock the smug Yin Zhiping and the other man.
However, in his eyes, no matter how relaxed Lin Yue looked, losing to Quan Zhen Sect was inevitable.
"Thank you, big brother!"
Lin Yue caught the sword swiftly.
However, he did not refute the bearded man's words.
He only thanked her politely.
The results spoke for everything.
Although no one said anything, they more or less praised Lin Yue in their hearts.
When Yin Zhiping and Zhao Zhijing saw Lin Yue's series of actions, their faces almost turned green.
This was clearly looking down on them!
They hadn't even started fighting yet, and they had already been ridiculed by such a rude man.
However, no matter what they said at this time, it would seem that they were not gentlemanly.
Therefore, Yin Zhiping could only swallow his pride in silence. He gritted his teeth and praised,"Second Young Master Lin is really a gentleman!”
At the same time, ten thousand curses were running through his heart.
Lin Yue snickered." Priest Yin, you flatter me. After all, this is a spar. If I win by luck, it will be clear.”
" I won by luck…" Yin Zhiping lowered his voice and muttered to himself," You're really not afraid of the wind hurting your tongue…"
After a moment of cursing, he looked up."Please enlighten me, Second Young Master Lin."
Yin Zhiping finally understood.
If he wanted to regain his lost face, he could only win Lin Yue fair and square until he could no longer laugh.
Therefore, he narrowed his eyes and looked at Lin Yue with a sharp gaze.
After saying the words "please enlighten me", he immediately formed a sword technique and walked out with a mysterious cross-shaped footwork.
"Quanzhen Sword Technique!"
"It's starting, it's starting!"
"Although the outcome is already predictable, it is still a feast for the eyes to witness the authentic Quanzhen sword technique of the world's martial arts!”
“……”
Someone below the stage exclaimed excitedly.
After all, it was a big sect like Quan Zhen Sect, and its martial arts and sword techniques were also admired by people.
This was the same logic as a brainless fan chasing after an idol.
With a great reputation, even a fart would be fragrant.
Lin Yue couldn't be bothered with these people. The corners of his mouth curled up into a meaningful smile.
"Looks like this kid is angry. Mission accomplished.”
He muttered to himself.
Immediately after, he also used the starting stance of the Lin family's sword technique and collided with Yin Zhiping.
His previous actions were partly out of confidence.
However, his greater goal was to anger Yin Zhiping and Zhao Zhijing and make them seek their own deaths.
Because anger would make people lose their minds.
Otherwise, Lin Yue would have to spend a lot of effort to take him in.
Very quickly.
The two swords collided, and the sound of metal clashing rang out.
After the two swords 'internal strength canceled each other out, the remaining power shot out.
As their eyes met, Lin Yue raised his eyebrows."How is it? Are you surprised?"
Yin Zhiping's expression changed again.
"What…Houtian ninth stage?”
"You can even hide your cultivation level with ease when fighting a Xiantian first stage!？”
Seeing Lin Yue's slightly mocking expression, Yin Zhiping could not help but exclaim.
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