Joy of Life: Rebirth of the Second Prince, Inviting Emperor Qing to Die

"boom!"

With a loud bang, it exploded on the stage.

Ling Yun and Zhao Tie, who were originally fighting fiercely, were both hit by the remaining force and retreated backwards.

Immediately afterwards, Ling Yun waved his hand and said, "Stop!"

Zhao Tie, who was about to continue, stopped where he was after hearing Ling Yun's words.

"what happened?"

After Zhao Tie stopped where he was, he asked Ling Yun in front of him.

However, Ling Yun took a deep breath, put away the long sword in his hand, and said with a smile: "I admit defeat in this game."

"What!" Zhao Tie asked in shock, "Are you going to admit defeat?"

"But our battle isn't over yet. Why are you admitting defeat?"

"Do you look down on me?"

Ling Yun shook his head and said, "How could that be? Brother Zhao, you are worrying too much."

"This is just a game. What we have to do is not to fight to the death."

"I think I am no match for you in swordsmanship, so I admit defeat."

"If I have time in the future, I will come and ask Brother Zhao for advice."

Zhao Tie pondered for a moment and felt that this statement did make some sense.

After all, this is just a game, not a life-and-death duel, so there is no need to continue fighting.

but……

Zhao Tie also put away his heavy sword, nodded and said, "Okay, let's find another day in the future and fight again."

"I'm looking forward to it too." Ling Yun also smiled.

Then, the crowd of onlookers, seeing that the game was over, all applauded.

After all, what happened just now was really beyond expectations.

It was totally worth the trip to see such a fight.

Soon, the fourth match took place on the stage.

In this martial arts competition, half of the contestants have already appeared.

But the onlookers were really happy in their hearts at this moment.

Only half of the people have arrived, and they are already so enthusiastic. The remaining half must also perform well. They have already started looking forward to it.

After a while.

The fourth round of competition has been completely concluded, and just like the previous ones, two outstanding people have won.

Immediately afterwards, two young men began to walk slowly to the center of the ring.

However, I don’t know if it was a coincidence or something else, but the weapons used by the two people this time were both long swords.

When the two young men walked onto the stage, some people who knew them started talking about it.

"Oh my, there's going to be something interesting to watch. The weapons of these two people are actually long swords."

"Yes, this is a battle between swordsmen. It is really amazing."

"Eh? Isn't this Lin Yu, who is known as 'Swift Wind Blade'?"

"He's here too?"

"What knife? Is he famous?"

"Of course, this Lin Yu is no ordinary man. He is very agile, his movements are as swift as the wind, and his swordsmanship is particularly domineering."

"Is this true? Is it so lifelike?"

"Of course it's true. Why would I lie to you? If you don't believe me, just take a look and you'll know for yourself."

When everyone heard this, they began to look at Lin Yu, all with curiosity on their faces.

I saw a young man named Lin Yu, wearing a black suit that perfectly outlined his tall and straight figure.

In particular, the slender sword at the waist has an exquisite cloud pattern carved on its scabbard, as if telling of its extraordinary origin.

Not only that, Lin Yu's eyes were as sharp as an eagle, revealing a frightening sharpness.

It seemed that any opponent, in his eyes, was just a lamb to be slaughtered and not worth mentioning at all.

At this time, the young man standing in front of Lin Yu was tall and strong, like a towering mountain.

Even if he doesn't speak, he can still radiate a powerful aura from his body.

However, when the crowd saw the young man in front of them, they began to talk.

"Hey, isn't this Zhao Meng? How could it be him?" "Why, do you know this person?"

"Of course. Who doesn't know the 'Earth-Splitting Blade' Zhao Meng?"

"This person is also well-known in the martial arts world, and his swordsmanship is very impressive."

"Is that so? Then the battle that follows will be much more interesting."

“Yes, I’m really looking forward to it.”

"A fight between two swordsmen was totally unexpected."

……

At this time,

Zhao Meng, known as the "Earth-Splitting Knife", was dressed in coarse linen clothes. Although plain and simple, it could not conceal his majestic aura.

The whole person, just by standing there, can be seen to be extraordinary.

Especially the big knife in his hand, which was as thick as an ordinary person's arm.

The blade is broad and thick, with a sharp edge that emits an icy cold light. Just by looking at it from a distance, one can feel its power.

Moreover, Zhao Meng's face was resolute and his full beard added a bit of ruggedness and heroism.

"when!"

"when!"

"when!"

With a clear bell sound, the whole place resounded.

The fourth and final showdown officially kicked off.

At this time, the person in charge on the stage began to shout: "I declare that the fourth match will now officially begin!"

"The winner will go directly to the finals later!"

As the person in charge finished speaking.

Lin Yu on the stage was the first to attack.

His figure flashed like a black lightning and rushed towards Zhao Meng quickly.

The sword in his hand drew a dazzling arc under the sunlight and pierced Zhao Meng's throat.

This move, "Gas Piercing the Throat", is extremely fast and has a tricky angle. If you are hit by it, your life will be in danger.

This is how an expert strikes.

If you don’t make a move, then it’s fine. But if you do make a move, it must be a killing move!
However, Zhao Meng was not afraid at all at this moment.

When he saw the oncoming attack, he immediately shouted.

The sound was like the roar of a wild beast, suddenly exploding in the air.

Not only that, the big knife in his hand suddenly moved forward and blocked Lin Yu's fierce attack.

"when!"

There was a loud bang, like the ringing of a huge bell, which hurt the eardrums of everyone in the audience.

When the metals collide, sparks fly everywhere, like fireworks blooming in the night sky.

Lin Yu missed the attack, but he was not at all panicked.

He used the force of the rebound to first step back, then flipped over in the air and landed lightly on the other side of the ring.

Then, he tapped the ground with his feet and rushed towards Zhao Meng again like an arrow.

This time, he used his famous skill, "Swift Wind Sword Technique".

I saw the sword in his hand dancing quickly in front of him. The shadow of the sword was heavy and the light was dazzling.

Moreover, every time the knife was swung, it was accompanied by a whistling sound, as if it was going to tear the air apart.

"call!"

"call!"

"call!"

For a moment, the sword technique was as swift as a hurricane.

However, facing Lin Yu's attack like a storm, Zhao Meng appeared as calm as a mountain.

He swung the sword in his hand with his backhand, shaking it rapidly in front of him, making it impenetrable.

Directly in front of us, it formed a solid defensive barrier. (End of this chapter)