my practice game

Chapter 120
After quite a while, everyone in the auditorium came back to their senses, and a deafening cry suddenly broke out.

This battle was without a doubt extremely exciting.

From the very beginning of the battle, Lin Ze and Wang Xian's spiritual arts emerged endlessly, and the methods were frequently used, which dazzled everyone and exclaimed again and again. Until the end, when the two of them used their ten thousand blades to fight, their hearts really tightened.

Seeing the end of the battle, everyone was amazed and admired for a moment.

Wang Xian is a famous figure in the academy. He had been promoted to the third-level spiritualist half a year ago. He is powerful, but he was still defeated by the dark horse Lin Ze. This result can be said to be unexpected.

When the college competition first started, who would have thought that Lin Ze would pass all the way, defeat Wang Xian and enter the semi-finals?
Before the big competition started, whoever dared to say that would be ridiculed and confused. However, after round after round of competition, everyone's hearts are now full of admiration and awe.

After the referee announced that Lin Ze had won, he couldn't help but glanced at him, muttering in his heart.

Others don't know, but as the one who defended, he clearly felt that the power of Lin Ze's last blow had reached the fourth level. If he hadn't been a fifth-level spiritualist, he wouldn't have been able to block it in time. Protect Wang Xian without injury.

"It's really a monster-like talent!" He secretly sighed.

Lin Ze didn't know what the referee was thinking. He glanced at Wang Xian who was still in a state of trance, turned around and walked off the ring.

Before he got back to his seat, he saw Chen Muzhen waving to him with joy not far away, he seemed even happier than him as the winner.

The competition in Group A came to an end, and the winners of the other three groups were determined one after another. As expected, Cheng Yue, Qu Jianwen, and Cui Jianping made it to the semi-finals together with Lin Ze.

After six rounds of competition, the time was approaching dusk, and the semi-finals could only be held tomorrow. Lin Ze didn't stay long, and immediately turned around and left with Chen Muzhen, and walked away under the gaze of everyone.

"Lin Ze."

On the way, Chen Muzhen's excitement calmed down a little, and he blurted out, "I've been wanting to ask since just now, what is the knife on your waist for?"

Swords are usually only worn by ordinary soldiers, not by spiritualists, so she wondered why Lin Ze carried a knife from beginning to end during the game.

Lin Ze thought for a while and said with a smile, "This is my amulet."

"Amulet?" Chen Muzhen was slightly surprised. It was unprecedented to use a knife as an amulet, but Lin Ze is a genius, maybe the idea of ​​a genius is different from that of ordinary people.

Chen Muzhen didn't dwell on this matter any longer, and quickly skipped it, and instead excitedly talked about the match just now.

Just when the two were about to walk out of the door, a voice suddenly came from behind.

"Your Highness, please stay!"

Lin Ze paused and turned around to look, but it was Cheng Yue who caught up.

He walked quickly to Lin Ze's side, leaned forward and said, "His Royal Highness, is it convenient for us to talk?"

While speaking, Cheng Yue glanced at Chen Muzhen who was beside him.

The girl understood immediately, and waved to Lin Ze: "Then I'll leave first, see you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow."

Watching Chen Muzhen go away, Lin Zecai turned his head to look at Cheng Yue, and said lightly, "What's the matter?"

Cheng Yue smiled slightly and said, "First of all, congratulations, Your Highness, for being promoted."

Before he could finish speaking, Lin Ze interrupted him with a wave of his hand.

"The polite words will be avoided. If you have anything to say, just say it."

Being interrupted, Cheng Yue didn't care, he pondered for a few breaths, and asked in a concentrated voice: "Your Highness's performance today is really shocking, and his strength in spiritual arts is obvious to all, but I am very puzzled, His Highness really entered the spiritual world. Is it a spirit art practiced after Shuzhenyang Academy?"

In less than four months, he has mastered at least five high-level spiritual arts, and he has also created multiple compound spiritual arts. This kind of thing is simply appalling, and it is hard for him to believe it.

"Don't you guys know best whether I have practiced spiritual arts before?" Lin Ze glanced at Cheng Yue lightly.

He didn't believe that His Highness, that is to say, his cheap brother didn't send someone to monitor his every move, and Cheng Yue obviously belonged to His Highness, so it would not be difficult for him to inquire about this kind of information.

The same is true for the eldest princess.

Hearing this, Cheng Yue couldn't help but froze. Indeed, His Highness has been secretly watching Lin Ze's actions. Before entering the Lingshu Zhenyang Academy, the latter did not formally practice spiritual art, at most he would exercise his spiritual power from time to time.

It's just that he doesn't believe from the bottom of his heart that it took Lin Ze less than four months to cultivate to the point where he is now. This is undoubtedly a heavy blow to him who has always boasted of being a genius.

After being dazed for a few seconds, Cheng Yue came back to his senses, quickly restrained his distracting thoughts, collected himself and continued to ask: "Then why does His Highness want to participate in the college competition? Is it for the position of commander of the city guard?"

"That's right." Lin Ze admitted frankly.

"Why?" Cheng Yue narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a deep voice, "Your Highness has always been carefree and happy. Why do you suddenly want to join the army? The city guards have a lot of work, and they have to fight frequently with the Horn tribe. Maybe it will happen." What kind of accident happens, it is very dangerous, how can it be more leisurely than going to the mountains and rivers?"

These words seem to be exhortations, but they are actually warnings. Lin Ze couldn't hear it. He shook his head and said, "Put away your tricks. I joined the army just to kill the horned people. I have no interest and don't want to get involved. Into the struggle between you, you can take this sentence directly to the one behind you."

Cheng Yue obviously didn't expect Lin Ze to be so straightforward. He was startled when he heard the words, and then he realized that Lin Ze had already turned and left before he was about to say something.

Looking at the back of him leaving, Cheng Yue frowned tightly, his eyes flickering.

Early the next morning, Lin Ze arrived at the square on time. As soon as he stepped inside, he received a lot of attention gifts, including doubts, scrutiny, shock, and awe.

After yesterday's game, the news that Lin Ze defeated Wang Xian and advanced to the semi-finals quickly spread throughout the academy, and everyone who knew about it was shocked.

The Second Highness, who has always been obsessed with pleasure, has such a monstrous talent?
Promoted to a third-level spiritualist in only four months?

This speed of strength improvement is too terrifying, right?
In just one day, Lin Ze's reputation in the academy has risen to a higher level. Walking all the way from Menfang, he has received a lot of awe from the heart, not the respect that just stayed on the surface before.

Facing all the gazes, Lin Ze remained calm and came to sit beside Chen Muzhen.

Chen Muzhen had arrived for a while, and as soon as Lin Ze sat down, she leaned over her head and said in a low voice, "Lin Ze, the match schedule has been announced, and your opponent is Cheng Yue."

Lin Ze raised his eyebrows slightly, but didn't respond much.

Cheng Yue's strength is faintly ranked first among the four third-tier students participating in the competition. If there is no accident, he will definitely go to the end. Lin Ze is bound to face him in the end, but now he is just one step ahead.

His face was calm, but Chen Muzhen couldn't hide his worry. After all, the opponent was Cheng Yue. The reason why the traditional school beat the innovative school everywhere was because of Cheng Yue's strong strength.

As time passed, more and more people gathered in the square. After the three deans and a group of nobles and court affairs officials took their seats, the competition finally started.

Cui Jianping and Qu Jianwen played in the first round.

The battle was well fought and ended quickly. After Cui Jianping clearly had the upper hand, Qu Jianwen resolutely conceded defeat.

Everyone was not surprised, the two belonged to the reformist faction, and they had a very good friendship, so there was no need to fight to the death to let the opponents in the future take advantage of it.

Lin Ze and Cheng Yue will play next.

Seeing the two of them stepping up to the ring stage, all the students in the audience cheered up and looked up with anticipation and excitement.

One of the two is the most powerful contender for the chief position, and the other is a dark horse that has emerged from the sky. Both of them are very powerful, and they will definitely be interesting to fight in the future.

After standing still on the ring, Lin Ze looked up and found that Cheng Yue happened to be looking over too. The other party's eyes were deep, which seemed to contain some special meaning.

"Are you ready?"

The referee not far away asked a routine question, and seeing the two nodding at the same time, he immediately said loudly:
"Game start!"

To everyone's surprise, it was different from the previous match when both sides raced against time to cast spiritual spells. After the referee's voice fell, both Lin Ze and Cheng Yue stood in place calmly. They first glanced at each other before slowly releasing Spirituality.

In the void on both sides of the arena, large ripples suddenly appeared.

Unanimously, the two started with the Ten Thousand Blade Spirit Art.

Lin Ze stood there calmly, his face was dyed a layer of golden red under the reflection of the fire, and twelve weapons burning with golden red flames quickly pierced out of the air ripples by his side, and the sharp blades pointed at each other. Yes, Cheng Yue.

On the other side, a large number of weapons poured out from both sides of Cheng Yue, at least forty in rough count.

In an instant, the arena was filled with the bitter aura of swords and soldiers.

The next moment, the two waved their hands at the same time, and the weapons beside them shot out at the same time, attacking each other like arrows off the string.

Countless weapons collided and exchanged blows in mid-air.

The clear and crisp sound of metal and iron clashing suddenly exploded, and everyone in the audience felt a burst of light flashing in front of them. The cold metallic luster and the fiery golden red light intertwined and entangled with each other, annihilated and disappeared.

In terms of quantity alone, Cheng Yue's Ten Thousand Blades undoubtedly crushed Lin Ze, but in terms of quality, it was more than inferior. Often, three or four weapons were bombarded one after another before they could die together with a flame weapon.

When the light disappeared, everyone looked intently and found that all the weapons had disappeared without a trace, and the center of the arena was a mess, and the ground was covered with dense sword cut marks.

At the same time, a powerful breath of spiritual power pervaded, even rushed out of the barrier of the ring and spread to the audience.

The source of the breath came from Cheng Yue.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and the next moment someone exclaimed:

"Fourth order!"

(End of this chapter)