Chapter 4209: Make another request and wait for a while

Ling Jie didn't pay attention to Xiao Yi's interruption, but nodded with satisfaction, "Not bad."

"My feeling is indeed correct. You are an opponent worthy of my sword."

"Come on, my giant sword is good at attacking. I'll give you the first move."

Xiao Yi shook his head, "The giant sword is also good at guarding it, so come on."

"If the outcome of this competition can be affected by whether you go first or not, then your and my swordsmanship skills are too inferior."

Ling Jie nodded, "Okay, interesting."

tread…

Ling Jie's footsteps moved instantly.

Everyone was closely watching the battle on the competition stage.

But what almost everyone thinks is that this Yi Xiao will not be defeated with one sword, right?

"Here we come." Xiao Yi's heart moved.

Just the moment Ling Jie took action, he could tell that Ling Jie's swordsmanship was on par with Luo Feng's.

This battle will be an absolutely tough battle for him.

Lingjie attacks with swords.

This is a sword with no flaws.

Xiao Yi's figure also moved, and the sword from the previous battle with Luo Feng was still in his hand.

The sword was pointed straight at him.

Just like before, the direction and angle of his sword pointed at it all meant that the sword had no flaws.

However, what was different from before was that the target of his sword was instantly Luo Feng's flaw, leaving Luo Feng unable to attack. He could only pause and look for another attack.

At this time, Ling Jie's sword attack had no flaws, and even Xiao Yi couldn't find any flaws in it.

So all he can do is to defend himself with one sword without any flaws.

There are no flaws in both offensive and defensive attacks, so they can only end in a draw.

This was Xiao Yi's first thought and judgment.

The outcome will depend on who reveals his flaws first.

But at the same time, Ling Jie's lips grinned.

An unpleasant thought suddenly came to Xiao Yi's mind, but he didn't know where it came from.

The sword of Lingjie has arrived.

Xiao Yi's sword also pointed directly at him. Logically speaking, his sword should be enough to block Ling Jie's offensive.

But Ling Jie's sword never stopped.

Xiao Yi frowned instantly.

It was impossible for Ling Jie not to be able to tell that his sword attack would only be in vain, but he still wanted to do it. What was his intention?

Their battle at this level has already reached the point where the winner can be determined by every move. The difference between each other's victory and defeat is only the slightest difference.

Clang…

A clanging sound.

Ling Jie's sword was blocked by Xiao Yi's sword.

The next moment, Xiao Yi was shocked.

He suddenly understood.

It's blocking.

Xiao Yi's sword was barely blocked by the Obsidian Sword, which came straight towards his throat.

Xiao Yi suddenly understood and was shocked.

His sword defense had no flaws, so Ling Jie created a flaw.

Ling Jie's black glasses are giant swords, powerful and heavy, and very good at blocking. In other words, they can bully other weapons.

And if Ling Jie created a flaw, he, Xiao Yi, would naturally be able to repair it.

The sword in his hand grazed the obsidian sword and returned quickly.

His sword can definitely block the Obsidian Sword instantly before it reaches his throat.

But at the same moment, Xiao Yi was already shocked.

At this time, the Obsidian Sword was only two points away from his throat.

And his own sword was still three points away from being able to block it.

In other words, it's one point worse.

"Damn it, it's too late." Xiao Yi was horrified, and he could only make up for the remaining points with his own body.

The figure suddenly turned sideways to avoid the sword.

But if the sword falls to the wind, for this level of competition, there is no possibility of turning over.

Sure enough, the Obsidian Sword also moved sideways at the same time, chasing after him.

Clang, Clang, Clang…

There were several clanging sounds in the air.

Xiao Yi's figure retreated a few steps between several graceful movements.

It seemed that his movements were cool and unrestrained, but in fact he knew very well how embarrassing his retreat was.

The guests in the arena may not be able to tell the difference. They don't know how many times the two men's confrontations were fought with the slightest difference between victory and defeat.

But the two people on the competition stage knew each other very well.

Xiao Yi glanced at his palm, where there was already a bruise.

When he was at a disadvantage with the sword strike just now, there was no way he could reverse it. He could only rely on blocking the sword with one hand to get a chance to retreat.

Ling Jie stopped the attack.

The two of them met only a few meters apart.

"It's good to be able to fight for a chance of life under my sword." Ling Jie nodded.

Xiao Yi shook his sore palm and stared coldly, "Your sword is stronger than mine."

When Ling Jie heard this, he frowned and said, "I hate excuses."

"My obsidian sword is stronger than the giant sword."

"But it is weaker than your sword and has no edge."

"You should know very well that if my sword is not edgeless, then your palm will be broken at this moment."

"I know." Xiao Yi nodded indifferently.

In a sparring match between ordinary people, even if the difference in swordsmanship is not taken into account, the person holding the big sword will naturally have an advantage over the person holding the 'small sword'.

But the fact that this sword has no edge actually makes up for this advantage.

Xiao Yi said indifferently, "I mean, I also want to make a request, is that feasible?"

Making another request?

Guests from all over the place suddenly became noisy.

"What tricks is this kid playing again?"

"Fighting against this Ling Jie, does he still have a chance to win?"

On the fighting stage.

Ling Jie's face turned cold, "Only the weak need excuses."

Xiao Yi said coldly, "I just ask you if you can do it."

Ling Jie frowned, but nodded, "Okay."

Xiao Yi turned around and faced Ling Jie with his back.

Leaving your vulnerable back to your opponent is undoubtedly seeking death.

But the two people on the stage would not engage in such shameless behavior as a sneak attack.

Xiao Yi turned around and walked towards the weapon rack.

The sword in his hand that he had fought with Luo Feng before had been put back, and he was selecting it carefully.

Ling Jie frowned.
To be continued...