Elite Mages’ Academy

In order to ensure the effect of the sparring practice, Xiao Lin temporarily replaced the sword used for practice. It is not that he looks down on fame. The basic sword skills attached to the holy soul sword have been enhanced, allowing him to temporarily have the ability to MAX the basic sword skills. Fame's current basic sword skills are L7 , plus his talent Jianxin bonus, the total is the effect of LV8.

That way Xiao Lin will have the overall advantage, but this is not the purpose of his practice, it was just to learn from each other, not to decide the outcome.

No matter how the surrounding microcosmic crowd booed, these two people were still very measured. Xiao Lin would not activate the miracle state, nor would he use phantom steps, and he did not use any skills to become famous.

This is a pure swordsmanship competition. Without the blessing of the Holy Soul Sword, Xiao Lin's basic swordsmanship is LV7, which is one level lower than Fame. If he has no other skills, he is indeed temporarily suppressed in the situation. .

The disadvantage is not very obvious. When swordsmanship reaches this level, they have already mastered every basic movement quite proficiently, and can use the fastest reaction time to see and dismantle moves. However, the difference in basic level is also obvious. The average Down the line, Xiao Lin would be hard-pressed for at least one out of every ten or so sword moves.

Of course, if neither of them is using a real sword, there is nothing wrong with being hit, but this feeling of trying their best makes both of them slightly excited, and it is also very cool to become famous. The level swordsman is really not good. The squad leader who practiced with him before, although the basic swordsmanship is also one level behind, but it seems to be confusing others, deliberately suppressing the strength displayed at LV6.

However, the crowd of onlookers became a little disappointed. Although a small number of people admired the sword skills of the two, generally speaking, this kind of sparring was nothing to watch. After watching it for a while, many people dispersed one after another. , Continue your practice.

After half an hour of continuous sword confrontation, both of them were a little out of breath, and it was much more interesting to fight someone of this level of fame. Xiao Lin murmured silently in his heart that he would not have any advantage in a pure swordsmanship competition, but it was precisely because of this that his basic swordsmanship could improve faster.

Fame took a breath. Suddenly he frowned and said, "Xiao Lin, are you hiding your strength?"

Xiao Lin froze for a moment, shook his head and denied, "How is it possible!"

Cheng Ming is an honest man, at least when competing with him, Xiao Lin didn't want to play tricks. Even when he was suppressed, he didn't use phantom steps. Even in that case, even if he was inferior in swordsmanship, he was famous for counter-pressing with very flexible steps.

Fame never hides his emotions, with a look of dissatisfaction on his face: "It's not like I haven't seen your strength in the monthly exam! How could it be only this level!"

Xiao Lin didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Then you must have guessed it, my strength at that time was explosive, and it was impossible to last for too long."

Cheng Ming moved his wrist, sweat was dripping all over his body, he licked his dry lips, eager to try: "I know. But now I'm a little tired, at least let me see your explosive body again before resting." power!"

Fame's face was full of longing and anticipation, Xiao Lin was slightly taken aback, everyone has always had the impression of this man as being honest and honest, but in fact Xiao Lin, who has a pretty good relationship with Cheng Ming, knows that becoming famous is also a constant challenge. A man who pursues greater strength, even though he is a talented student, has also put in more sweat and effort to become famous.

"All right."

Xiao Lin agreed, since the sword is only used for training anyway, so there is no need to worry about accidental injuries. However, he still half-jokingly reminded: "You have to be careful, I'm even afraid of my outburst!"

The miraculous state was activated immediately, and at the same time, the phantom step was no longer used without any restraint, and Cheng Ming tightened his hands holding the hilt of the sword. Waiting nervously and eagerly, knowing that his speed was at a disadvantage, he took the initiative to take a defensive stance,

Waiting for Xiao Lin's active attack.

A minute passed, but Xiao Lin stopped in place strangely, with his head lowered. He didn't move at all, Cheng called him a few times, but didn't get any response, and he noticed that Xiao Lin's hand holding the sword was trembling slightly.

Cheng Ming immediately knew something was wrong, ran over quickly, stretched out his hand to hold Xiao Lin's shoulder, but as soon as he touched it, he immediately retracted instinctively, and exclaimed: "It's so hot!"

Even through his clothes, he could clearly feel that Xiao Lin's body was exuding an unimaginable scorching heat. The touch of fame made Xiao Lin move. He raised his head with great difficulty. His eyes were bloodshot and cloudy. If you are enduring some kind of pain, your voice is hoarse and anxious: "Go! Go!"

"Xiao Lin! Are you injured? How could it be? By the way, use the automatic healing system!" Cheng Ming was shocked and seemed at a loss.

Xiao Lin suddenly pushed Cheng Ming away, took a deep breath, and roared like a thunderbolt resounded throughout the training hall: "Go! All of you, get the hell out of here!"

This roar seemed to completely exhaust Xiao Lin's last strength, and then his head shrugged feebly again, and the sudden change attracted the attention of others.

Immediately someone became angry, and it was Wang Dalin, Xiao Lin's acquaintance. Ever since Xiao Lin became the squad leader, he had completely stopped. Only an idiot would confront Xiao Lin again at this time, but it doesn't mean that the resentment in Wang Dalin's heart has subsided. He probably felt that Xiao Lin's words were aimed at him, so he walked towards him rather displeasedly, and said displeasedly: "Xiao Lin, what are you talking about? Even if you are now the official squad leader, you have no right to look down on us! "

He felt that Xiao Lin's words would definitely arouse public outrage, but as soon as the words fell, Cheng Ming suddenly took a few steps back, and shouted as he retreated: "Don't get close to him!"

It's a pity that it was already too late, Xiao Lin suddenly raised his training sword, and the distance between the two of them was still five or six meters away. Wang Dalin's well-meaning warning did not alert Wang Dalin, instead he laughed and said: "I see Are you stupid, what are you doing with your sword, you..."

Peng!

Wang Dalin didn't finish his words at all, he felt his whole body soaring into the air, and the scorching air waves rolled in, completely burned the clothes all over his body into strips, and fell down again, immediately someone ran past.

"Flame Sword Qi!" Someone shouted immediately.

(PS: During the Chinese New Year period, I will try my best to ensure that there are two updates every day, but there are many things at home, and relatives have to leave for a few days at home, so the update time may not be fixed. If there is a delay, please understand ╮( ╯▽╰)╭) (To be continued.)) Book friends, pay attention!