Win or Lose

Zhang Ruochen stared at Lin Ningshan, and said lightly: "The top four are also very important to me. Let's do this! I can fight you without a sword!"

"Really?"

Lin Ningshan was overjoyed, and said: "Since my cousin is so modest, I would like to thank Ningshan!"

In her opinion, Zhang Ruochen must be reluctant to win her, so he offered to fight her with bare hands.

How did she know that what Zhang Ruochen was thinking in his heart was that he didn't need to use a sword at all to win her.

The sword Lin Ningshan used was a second-grade true martial weapon, the Xinghui Sword.

When the sword was unsheathed, it immediately emitted a star-like brilliance, and spots of light flowed on the surface of the sword.

Lin Ningshan's eyes became sharper, she mobilized the true energy in her body, poured it into the sword body continuously, and simultaneously stimulated a power system inscription pattern and a light system inscription pattern engraved in the sword.

"Wow!"

Lin Ningshan took three steps forward, each step was three meters away, and took the initiative to draw the sword, stabbing Zhang Ruochen's chest, and a blue sword flower bloomed in the void.

In just an instant, the cold tip of the sword pierced Zhang Ruochen's body.

Previously, the Lord of the Nine Counties was defeated by Lin Ningshan's sword technique, so it can be seen that this sword technique is definitely not simple.

Zhang Ruochen kicked the ground with his feet and immediately moved laterally to the right.

"Shua!"

Lin Ningshan also followed suit, shaking her arm, the Xinghui sword spun around in the void, and stabbed Zhang Ruochen's neck with her backhand.

The Xinghui sword seems to have become a part of her body, completely under her control, and the swordsmanship it uses is very exquisite.

"Floating clouds and flowing water!"

Lin Ningshan displayed a mid-level swordsmanship, stabbing nine swords in a row, one sword after another, without interruption.

The swordsmanship is beautiful, and the sword light is dense.

"The wind and the clouds!"

"The rain collects the clouds and lives!"

...

Lin Ningshan performed thirteen moves of swordsmanship in a row, and each sword pierced the void, but couldn't even touch Zhang Ruochen's clothes.

You know, her sword intent has already reached the state of "the sword follows the heart", how can she be unable to fight for a long time when she fights against a warrior whose cultivation level is weaker than her own?

"The clouds clear and the fog clears!"

Lin Ningshan performed the last move of this set of swordsmanship. The sword moves opened and closed, and the power was astonishing, forcing Zhang Ruochen to retreat continuously, pushing Zhang Ruochen to the edge of the school field.

Seeing it, Zhang Ruochen was about to retreat outside the school grounds.

"about there!"

Zhang Ruochen's eyes emitted two sharp lights, he stopped suddenly, stared at the overwhelming sword light, and pinched his index finger and middle finger into finger swords.

One point out!

"Wow!"

The finger sword smashed all the sword energy in the void, and hit Lin Ningshan's chest.

"Boom!"

True Qi spread from the fingertips and hit Lin Ningshan's body, sending her flying and falling to the ground three meters away.

Zhang Ruochen stared at Lin Ningshan who was lying on the ground, and said, "You lost!"

Lin Ningshan clutched her chest, clenched her teeth, stared at Zhang Ruochen, grabbed the Xinghui Sword on the ground again, and said with a humiliating chill in her eyes, "I'm not defeated! Zhang Ruochen, we Keep fighting!"

Zhang Ruochen shook his head lightly, not wanting to continue arguing with a defeated subordinate, he turned around and walked outside the school field.

"Tianxin guides the way!"

Lin Ningshan's eyes were cold, with resentment in his heart, he poured all the true energy in his body into the Xinghui Sword, and displayed the low-level Tianxin swordsmanship.

A one-meter-high sword light burst out from the Xinghui sword immediately, exuding a huge sword energy.

With a wave of her arm, a sword aura more than seven meters long slashed towards Zhang Ruochen.

Just when Lin Ningshan performed this sword technique, the expressions of all the warriors outside the school field changed.

You must know that at this moment the Ninth Prince was walking outside the school grounds, but Lin Ningshan drew his sword from behind, and it was a powerful spirit-level sword technique.

Once beheaded on the Ninth Prince's body, the Ninth Prince will surely die.

"Cuishan, stop!" Lin Fengxian's face changed slightly, and he immediately roared.

If the Ninth Prince died under Lin Ningshan's sword, the Lin family would suffer!

However, no one expected that after Lin Ningshan's defeat, he would continue to attack.

It was too late to rescue.

Just when everyone thought that Zhang Ruochen would definitely die under Lin Ningshan's sword, Zhang Ruochen's body soared into the sky, dodging the sword energy that Lin Ningshan slashed out.

"The flying dragon is in the sky!"

Zhang Ruochen soared in the air at a height of more than seven meters, twisted his body, let out a dragon cry of resistance, and slapped down with his palm, hitting Lin Ningshan on the shoulder.

"Boom!"

Lin Ningshan was shaken all over, spit out a mouthful of blood, her legs went limp, and she fell to the ground.

Zhang Ruochen glanced coldly at Lin Ningshan, who was lying in a pool of blood, and shook his head, feeling even more disappointed with this cousin.

Lin Fengxian immediately rushed into the school grounds, glanced at Zhang Ruochen, then at the cold-faced Prince Yunwu in the distance, and said unwillingly, "Thank you Ninth Prince for not killing me."

After saying this, Lin Fengxian immediately helped Lin Ningshan up.

He pressed his palm on Lin Ningshan's vest, and from his palm, a steady stream of zhenqi poured into Lin Ningshan's body to help her recover from her injuries.

Just now, Zhang Ruochen had indeed shown mercy.

If Zhang Ruochen had slapped Lin Ningshan on the head instead of Lin Ningshan's shoulder, Lin Ningshan would definitely have died.

Lin Ningshan woke up, opened her eyes, glanced at Zhang Ruochen, with a strong resentment in her eyes, and said in her heart: "Zhang Ruochen, the shame you imposed on me today, in the future, I will definitely double it. Still on you."

At this moment, Zhang Ruochen had already turned around and left, walking out of the school grounds.

After Lin Fengxian helped Lin Ningshan down, the martial arts competition continued.

The next three games are: Situ Linjiang vs. Lin Tianwu.

The fifth prince fights the sixth prince.

Xue Kai played against Luo Cheng.

Lin Tianwu is another young master of the Lin family. At the age of nineteen, he has reached the extreme level of martial arts in the Huangji Realm.

However, Situ Linjiang was at the top of the Huangji Realm, and with just one palm, he sent Lin Tianwu flying and fell outside the school grounds.

The battle between the fifth prince and the sixth prince ended with the sixth prince abstaining.

The battle between Xue Kai and Luo Cheng was still very exciting.

Although Luo Cheng is only at the top of the Yellow Realm, the martial arts he cultivated are so powerful that he can even compete with Xue Kai.

Of course, Luo Cheng was defeated by Xue Kai in the end because of the gap in cultivation.

So far, the top four of this year's year-end assessment were born: Zhang Ruochen, Fifth Prince, Xue Kai, and Situ Linjiang.

Lin Ningshan, Luo Cheng, Lin Tianwu, and the sixth prince will compete for the fifth place.

The next battle will become more brutal. The fifth prince, Xue Kai, and Situ Linjiang are all at the highest level of the Huangji Realm, but only Zhang Ruochen is at the lower extreme of the Huangji Realm.

"Ninth brother, I really didn't expect that you could actually enter the top four. Fifth brother really underestimated you before. Of course, you can only stop at fourth. After all, the gap between the small pole and the big pole is definitely bigger than you imagined. It's even bigger." The fifth prince laughed.

Zhang Ruochen ignored the fifth prince at all, just closed his eyes, and quickly recovered the consumed qi.

"The next battle, the Ninth Prince, Zhang Ruochen, will fight against Xue Kai, the National Teacher's Mansion."

Zhang Ruochen and Xue Kai walked into the school grounds at the same time.

Xue Kai sized Zhang Ruochen up and said with a smile, "Ninth Prince, is your best weapon a sword?"

"That's right!" Zhang Ruochen said.

"Okay! Then let's compare swords!" Xue Kai stretched out his arms, and outside the school grounds, a young martial artist from the National Teacher's Mansion handed a long sword to Xue Kai's hands.

Xue Kai had carefully observed Zhang Ruochen's previous two martial arts competitions. He felt that Zhang Ruochen was good at using swords just as a cover, and what Zhang Ruochen was really good at was palm technique.

After all, Zhang Ruochen's palm skills in the previous two contests were indeed very powerful, not like a master with a sword at all.

The palm technique focuses on the vigorous strength.

Swordsmanship focuses on dexterous changes.

The two are difficult to combine.

That's why Xue Kai proposed to compete with Zhang Ruochen.

He believed that Zhang Ruochen's attainment in swordsmanship was definitely far inferior to him.

"Ninth Brother, take the sword!" The Ninth Princess threw his sword, the Clear Water Sword, at Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen took the Bishui sword, held the hilt in his hand, and immediately felt a faint chill coming from the sword.

"A battle sword of the third-grade true martial arts level, with three ice-type inscriptions and three force-type inscriptions engraved on the sword." Zhang Ruochen judged its rank just by holding the sword in his hand.