I just want to be stable, I was hung up and became a Valkyrie

Chapter 302 Nine Heavens Thunderbolt
An ordinary B-grade long sword was unsheathed in Ding Yi's hand, but it gave out an extraordinary sword cry.

This move alone won applause from all the halls, among which many mountain and sea warriors cast appreciative glances.

"It's amazing to have reached the realm of 'unity of man and sword' at such a young age..."

A mountain and sea expert exclaimed.

"...At this time, the weapon is no longer a simple weapon, but a real part of the body, and the increase in combat power can also be maximized."

In Jiang Zhongjunwu's lounge, Cheng Qingqing also briefly explained the so-called "Unity of Human and Sword".

"Hey, why is there no record in the textbook?" Yue Dayan raised the question that Shen Qian had raised countless times.

"Because it's too difficult. Without more than ten years or more of immersion and a peerless talent for weapons, it is impossible to reach this level. Generally, it is Shanhai who can achieve this step."

Cheng Qingqing lazily said, "It's still the same sentence, I'm afraid you won't recognize yourself, you're so ambitious, and you'll go astray."

"How did Ding Yi do it?" Yue Dakan still didn't give up.

"You ask me who I ask, all of you little silver coins have secrets, you go ask her, or ask the one next to you..."

Cheng Qingqing glanced at Shen Qian who was staring at the ring, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart.

But soon, she suppressed that dangerous emotion.

on the ring.

After the sword was unsheathed, Ding Yi was still not in a hurry to make a move, but said softly: "Actually, I am not the one who should be standing on the ring at this moment."

The audience was stunned, and no one knew why Ding Yi suddenly mentioned this.

"You are already a half-step mountain and sea, and my realm is not as good as yours. If I want to beat you today, I am not sure."

Ding Yi just said to himself, "But Shen Qian didn't show up, and Wang Shuo refused to fight because of the so-called face, so only I can stand up."

After a brief silence, amazement prevailed.

Especially the support group formed by Beiwu students was also in an uproar at this time.

Ding Yi's few short sentences contained a lot of information.

Everyone thought that Ding Yi stood in the ring because he had some kind of absolute certainty, or that there must be some unavoidable reason for Wang Shuo not to fight.

But at this time, Ding Yi told everyone with certainty that it was because of Shen Qian that Wang Shuo didn't play.

And she was not sure of defeating Zhao Keyi.

This undoubtedly pushed Wang Shuo to the forefront.

It's okay if Ding Yi wins, but once Ding Yi loses, Wang Shuo will not only have to bear the pressure from within Beiwu, but also become a laughing stock from the outside world.

In the Beiwu lounge, feeling the strange gazes of other team members beside him, Wang Shuo, who had been sitting quietly, instantly darkened.

He didn't say a word, but his wrists were already bruised.

Amidst the uproar from the outside world, Ding Yi slowly raised his long sword, and continued: "I bear the honor and disgrace of Beiwu, so I have no choice. This sword... shouldn't have appeared on the field. .”

The audience in the home court sensed something strange from Ding Yi's words, temporarily stopped talking about Wang Shuo, and turned their eyes back to the arena.

"I only use this sword."

Ding Yi said softly, "If you can catch it, I will admit defeat."

"But I can't control this sword. You need to go all out or admit defeat in time, otherwise...you may die."

The wave has not yet subsided, and the main stadium once again burst into exclamation because of Ding Yi's words.

Only one sword?
Maybe Zhao Keyi, who is half-stepping into the mountains and seas, will die?

It's not even a question of victory or defeat, but the opposite of life and death.

Many people couldn't believe it. How could Ding Yi have the confidence to say such a thing?
But on the other hand, Ding Yi's calm posture made people unconsciously believe her words.

Shen Qian felt something, and unconsciously leaned forward.

Still the same question, the former Ding Yi... didn't use a sword.

Maybe this sword can help Shen Qian find the answer.

"Second Senior Sister, help me take a look."

"it is good."

Cheng Qingqing was stunned for a moment, she didn't ask Shen Qian why, nor did she ask what Shen Qian wanted to see, she simply nodded.

Zhao Keyi didn't expect Ding Yi to say this, he raised his eyebrows briefly and then calmed down, and said with a smile: "We'll wait and see."

Behind the leisurely posture is a strong self-confidence.

In fact, not to mention Zhao Keyi, most people don't believe Ding Yi's words.

Her realm is indeed not as good as Zhao Keyi's, and it's not even a star. If Ding Yi is not lying, according to the data, she is only a high-level martial artist with a seventh rank.

It would be a miracle even if she could defeat Zhao Keyi, let alone threaten Zhao Keyi's life.

But this does not prevent everyone from looking forward to this sword.

This is the final match!
Beiwu is not a pheasant high school, and Ding Yi is not a person who knows how to joke. In the previous games, she has proved herself more than once.

The genius of the high martial artist [-]-dan was also defeated by her hands.

She can stand up on behalf of Beiwu at this time, regardless of whether it is because she has no choice, but it also means that she feels that she has a chance of winning.

Seeing Zhao Keyi agree, Ding Yi turned his head to look at the referee Shanhai, "I have a request."

"What?" Referee Shanhai was taken aback.

"Can the weather system over the main stadium be turned off?"

"Turn off the weather system?"

The Shanhai referee had probably never heard of such a request, and many viewers also subconsciously glanced at the clear blue sky above their heads, confused.

"wait."

Seeing that Ding Yi's expression didn't look like he was joking, the referee Shanhai began to communicate with the host station.

After hearing the reply over there, Referee Shanhai looked at Ding Yi again, "Why?"

"My sword needs to communicate with the world." Ding Yi said lightly.

Whoa!
Everyone was startled by Ding Yi's boundlessly crazy tone.

Communication world?
Waiting for Xian Shanhai was afraid that he would not dare to say this casually.

"I'm really curious what kind of swordsmanship it is. I have the impression that there is a seven-star swordsmanship in Beiwu's martial arts library, but it is impossible to communicate with the world!"

"It can't be an eight-star or nine-star martial skill, can it be mastered by a freshman?"

"I think she's bluffing, but I have no proof."

Amidst the discussions, the referee Shanhai frowned and did not comment, but continued to communicate with the backstage.

After a long time, not knowing how many controversies it had experienced, Referee Shanhai finally nodded after hearing the confirmed response, "Yes."

As the words of the referee Shanhai fell, there was a bang in the sky above the main stadium, and it seemed that some heavy barrier disappeared invisible.

Under everyone's amazed gaze, the blue sky about a kilometer above the main stadium gradually dissipated, revealing a sky with black and gray as the main tone.

Above the sky, there are strange stripes everywhere. If you have to describe it, it looks like a scabbed wound, ugly and ferocious.

Farther away from the boundary between blue and black gray, thick thunderclouds and violent wind and sand can be vaguely seen, as well as some strange shapes of hazy light and fog.

But the most conspicuous ones are still the three suns on each side in the sky.

The blazing high temperature was projected into the main stadium in an instant, but soon the filtration system in the main stadium was activated, and the temperature cooled down again.

Many people, especially those who watched online, saw the original appearance of the sky for the first time. The bullet screen was swiped instantly, and countless people were amazed.

"So there really are three suns, I rely on..."

"I'm really curious what it looks like in the starry sky, maybe only princes know?"

"Stop discussing, Ding Yi raised his sword!"

Someone keenly noticed the changes in the arena and reminded.

The voices in the main stadium gradually subsided, and everyone's eyes focused on the girl.

Or more accurately, it converged on the sword in her hand.

The sword in Ding Yi's hand had been raised above his head at some point, standing upright towards the sky.

Obviously she didn't move, but the sword began to buzz and tremble.

A faint white light appeared on the tip of the sword, and in the blink of an eye, the brilliance flourished like the sun.

When countless people squinted their eyes, the violent wind roared, and the world in everyone's eyes was spinning.

Illuminated by the sword light, Ding Yi's long hair fluttered, his skirt fluttered, and his white and holy face looked like a fairy descending into the world in a trance, with a majestic and inviolable power of heaven.

"God, look at the sky!"

someone exclaimed.

Countless people looked up, and then they were shocked.

What was exposed was originally a dead black and gray sky, but wind and clouds gathered at some point, and there was a huge pitch-black vortex swirling in the middle.

Ding Yi took a deep breath, then suddenly rose into the air, stepped on the void, walked seven steps in a row, and gently opened his red lips amidst the roar of heaven and earth.

"The Nine Heavens Profound Temple, turned into a divine thunder, radiates the power of the sky, and leads it with a sword!"

A mysterious incantation with a certain ancient meaning floated in the main stadium. Although the sound was so soft, it brought countless echoes and rang loudly in everyone's ears.

Boom!

The huge black vortex in the sky suddenly flashed and thundered. From the deepest part of the cloud, countless thunders gathered like rushing rivers, and finally formed an extremely thick thunder light, which fell from the sky and landed on the long sword held high by the girl. .

The arena lost all color for a moment, surrounded by endless lightning, the girl drew her palm, and the lightning gathered on the long sword roared out like an angry dragon, and devoured towards Zhao Keyi.

"Fuck!"

Following countless horrified cries, many people left the table.

At this moment, even everyone in Jiang Zhongjunwu's lounge stood up nervously.

What wrapped around Ding Yi's sword was not the thunder formed by vitality, or the phantom created by the gathering of spiritual energy from heaven and earth, but the genuine nine-day thunder!
The terrifying power contained in it will change the color of even mountains and seas.

This has gone beyond the scope of ordinary martial arts.

Shen Qian also frowned, is this magical power or magic?
But it feels like a combination of both.

In any case, Shen Qian roughly felt it with his mental strength, even if he stood there, he didn't dare to take the sword indiscriminately.

Even with extraordinary confidence in Zhao Keyi, Shen Qian couldn't help but feel a little worried.

Following Lei Mang's surge, everyone's eyes shifted to Zhao Keyi who was a hundred meters away.

From the moment when Ding moved his sword to change the color of the world, to when Lei Mang fell, the whole process took less than ten seconds.

No one knew what Zhao Keyi had gone through in his mind, or when he finally realized that he would not give Ding Yi a chance to strike first, it was already too late.

The speed of the thunder and lightning was so fast, Zhao Keyi's figure had just moved slightly, and he was already swallowed by the white light that almost covered the sky and the earth.

The entire arena was only left with dazzling white, and the raging thunder and lightning blocked a radius of hundreds of meters, and only at the edge were blocked by four mountain and sea powerhouses.

Shen Qian tried to detect the situation with his mental power, but found that his mental power was instantly torn into pieces just by poking in a little.

Obviously, his mental strength is not strong enough to pass through the blockade of thunder and lightning.

Shen Qian no longer struggled, turned around and glanced at the thoughtful Cheng Qingqing, and asked, "How is it?"

"It's the way of Taoism. It looks familiar. It should be some kind of lost ancient immortal method, but I can't see more things for the time being."

Cheng Qingqing shrugged.

"Taoism, the ancient immortal law."

Shen Qian frowned, remembering these two key words.

"The lightning is about to dissipate..."

At this time, Yue Dayan who was beside him exclaimed.

Shen Qian looked up, only to see that the dark vortex in the sky had dissipated, and the sky had returned to its original silence, and on the ring, those criss-crossing electric snakes gradually disappeared, revealing the scene inside.

The first one to reveal his figure was Ding Yi who was falling from mid-air.

Her long hair was disheveled, her face was pale, her breath was weak, and the dress on her body was burnt.

The B-level long sword in her hand had already disappeared completely, only a small hilt remained in her hand.

But everyone is obviously more concerned about Zhao Keyi's condition.

Finally, when the white light dissipated, the figure that was frozen in place like a lump of pitch-black coke also appeared in everyone's sight.

"Ke Yi!"

Yue Dakan's mournful and indignant roar startled Shen Qian.

He knocked on the other person's head angrily, "What are you shouting, you're not dead!"

"what?"

Yue Dayan hurriedly wiped away the tears that didn't exist before, and he cheered up and said, "Really?"

"Well, there is also a life energy machine... Hey, what is this breath?"

Shen Qian said casually at first, then his gaze froze and fixed on Zhao Keyi.

Just when there was a commotion in the main stadium, and many people thought Zhao Keyi was dead, Zhao Keyi moved suddenly.

Although the movement was extremely slight, it was still very obvious on the [-]-meter big screen.

Pieces of pitch-black matter fell off Zhao Keyi's body, and wisps of multicolored light began to project out.

"what is that?"

Countless people widened their eyes.

boom!
At a certain moment, as Zhao Keyi shook his body, all the scorched blackness on his body was removed, leaving only a radiant body.

Nine dazzling lights were inlaid throughout Zhao Keyi's body like precious stones. His figure suddenly swelled to a height of three meters. With the extension of his arms, he seemed to be reborn as a god and demon, with a monstrous aura .

"hiss……"

"Nine orifices!"

"Innate Eucharist!"

At this moment, a shocking momentum emanated from the main stadium, and several horrified exclamations sounded from all directions, making everyone dizzy.

(End of this chapter)