Broken Blade is beyond repair? Start by fusing the Demon Blade Thousand Blades

In the arena.

Mu Chen looked at Yang Lin, his expression was shocked at first, then he smiled.

"Hahaha, a fair fight, come on and start fighting!"

A countdown appeared on the screen above the ring.

"8...7..."

Four dark green vines grew under Muchen's feet, three as thick as thumbs and one as thick as a wrist.

The tips of the four vines were aimed at Yang Lin. As soon as the countdown was over, Muchen would attack instantly.

"5...4..."

Yang Kun lightly threw the scissors with his left hand, and the scissors floated in the air and began to spin faster and faster.

"3...2..."

The scissors split into two. When dealing with a ghost thorn vine with four vines, you must not be at a huge disadvantage in terms of numbers.

"1!"

【00:00】

When the countdown ends, the short pillars at the four corners of the ring turn red.

"kill!"

Mu Chen waved his hands, and the vine as thick as his wrist, along with a thin vine, pounced towards Yang Lin.

Yang Lin reacted quickly, directing two rotating scissors in the air to attack.

As the saying goes, the best defense is offense. Yang Lin, holding the magic knife Thousand Blades, ran towards Muchen step by step under the protection of the scissors.

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

The two pairs of scissors were spinning at such an astonishing speed that they had become white discs to the naked eye.

The faster the speed, the faster the speed, and the power itself is quite good.

The moment the battle began, the two pairs of scissors turned into two white streams of light that cut the two vines in an X shape.

In the blink of an eye, the cut vines fell to the ground.

Yang Lin moved the two pairs of scissors back to his side and rotated them to prevent the opponent from using the stinger to attack him.

Everyone near the ring was shocked when they saw the vines being cut off in a flash.

"What! Scissors can actually cut the ghost thorn vine! The defense of the A-level ghost thorn vine is extremely high, and weapons of the same level cannot cut it at all, not to mention that it is one level lower!"

"Wait, everyone, didn't you notice that his scissors can be used like this, spinning very fast, and splitting into two to protect his body."

"To be able to come up with such a fighting method, what a genius, a true genius!"

When Master Mu of the martial arts school saw Yang Lin's performance, a smile appeared on his face, as if he had seen some treasure.

"Those scissors are definitely not ordinary scissors."

He said.

No matter how strong a pair of ordinary scissors is, it is impossible to cut through the ghost thorn vine.

"Could it be an S-level talent?"

Master Mu began to speculate.

Even though he had an S-level talent for scissors and had amazing experience, the highest level of scissors he encountered was C-level gold scissors.

In the arena.

Seeing that his ghost thorn vine was cut off, Muchen gritted his teeth and channeled the spiritual energy from his dantian to make the two vines regenerate quickly, while releasing the third one to launch non-stop attacks.

"Stinger."

One of the vines swung, and hundreds of poisonous thorns flew towards Yang Lin.

Clang.

Yang Lin commanded two pairs of scissors to fly in front of him and blocked all the poisonous stingers flying towards his body.

"Damn it, this move was blocked."

"Then try my trick again, the poisonous dragon."

Mu Chen waved his hand, and the spiritual energy in his body flowed towards the vine as thick as his wrist.

Then he burst out with his strongest force and attacked Yang Lin.

Yang Lin shook the blade of the Demonic Sword Thousand Blades.

For a moment, the whole knife was wrapped in purple light.

Yang Lin swung the magic knife Thousand Blades in his hand and chopped it vertically on the ghost thorn vine.

"This guy was chopped off again."

Muchen was surprised. How come this guy's knife was so sharp?

"If forceful attack doesn't work, then we'll fight with numbers."

Muchen waved his hands, and three vines attacked Yang Lin in perfect coordination.

While Yang Lin used scissors to block the vine attack, he had a certain understanding of the opponent's vines in his mind.

His ghost thorn vine can regenerate quickly, and even if it is cut off, it can continue to stretch and attack.

"Just now I found that there are sharp thorns on the vines. The so-called poisonous stings should be shot out from there."

Yang Lin thought to himself, and swung the magic sword Thousand Blades in his hand, chopping off the opponent's ghost thorn vine that was attacking him with one strike.

The other two followed closely and attacked.

One meter away from Yang Lin's body, two white streams of light cut across it.

"Wait, that's not right!"

Realizing that something was wrong, Yang Lin stepped back and put some distance between himself and the other party.

"No, there were clearly four vines when the battle started just now. Why are there only three vines attacking me now?"

"Hehe, I finally realized it."

Mu Chen showed a triumphant smile and said:

"Just now I realized that your scissors can easily cut through my vines, so I can't just use vine attacks to deal with you. I started to switch from attack to defense, fighting while retreating."

"Come and see where you are."

Yang Lin glanced around.

I am now in the center of the ring.

The ground of the arena beside him was covered with broken dark green ghost thorn vines.

"Oh my god, he is indeed the son of the martial arts gym owner. His ability to cope with emergencies is simply incredible!"

"This is a trap set by Muchen, who uses his vines to shoot out poisonous stings. Look, a vine is quietly going around the edge of the ring and behind that kid. He wants to kill him with the poisonous needle in one fell swoop."

"Great, this is a really great move."

The gym owner watched the two people fighting on the ring and said slowly: "You are worthy of being my son."

He had seen the poisonous thorns of the ghost thorn vine.

A single vine can emit hundreds of poisonous stingers

The poison from each stinger can easily kill a mouse.

This is what happens if hundreds of them all hit the target.

The outcome, apart from being stabbed like a hedgehog, would also include heart rhythm disorder, breathing difficulties, and collapse to the ground.

Such a sinister and vicious trick.

It was very difficult to deal with.

In the arena.

Muchen controlled the ghost thorn vine and used the severed vines of the other ghost thorn vines to bypass Yang Lin's side.

He clapped his hands, "Stinger!"

shhhhhh!

Hundreds of poisonous thorns shot out simultaneously from a thinner ghost thorn vine.

At this critical moment, Yang Lin grasped the magic sword Thousand Blades in one hand and slashed towards his side.

When the people below the ring saw this scene, they all thought that Yang Lin was making a last-ditch effort and would block as many attacks as possible.

But the next scene completely shattered all previous contempt and disdain for Yang Lin.

The magic sword Thousand Blades in Yang Lin's hand split into a thousand tiny pieces and scattered in front of him.

Then there were subtle clanging sounds, and all the poisonous stings flying towards Yang Lin were blocked by the fragments of the Thousand Blades of the Demon Knife.

"what!"

Mu Chen looked at this scene with shock in his eyes.

Whizzing!

Not finished yet.

Yang Lin was distracted while controlling two rotating scissors to fly towards Muchen.

"Block it! Block it for me!"

Muchen controlled the three vines to condense together.

The ghost thorn vines, which were originally hard and difficult to cut, were twisted into a knot at this moment. Their number decreased, but their defense and attack power increased greatly.

Whoosh!

The two pairs of scissors in the air merged into a complete pair of Paper Scissors.

The attack speed in the complete form is much slower than when it is separated.

But, it's still fast.

Whoosh!

boom!

A white light suddenly appeared, and the scissors made a sound of breaking through the air as they faced the ghost thorn vine face to face.

The next moment.

The moment the two touched each other.

The ghost thorn vine was like a piece of fresh and tender tofu in front of the rapidly rotating paper scissors and was easily cut vertically.

"Ah, not good."

Just as the scissors were about to cut through the vines and hit Muchen, the owner took action.

He blasted out a palm wind, sending the high-speed spinning scissors flying into the sky.

"The battle is over. This is a friendly match. There is no need to take each other's lives."

The gym owner flew to the center of the ring with his hands behind his back.

Yang Lin recalled the flying scissors with one hand.

"What are you doing, dad? I haven't lost yet, who are you to stop the game?"

Mu Chen's eyes were red and he yelled at the owner.

In fact, he is unwilling to admit the fact that he has lost.

"shut up!"

The owner of the museum slapped him in the air.

A strong gust of wind hit Mu Chen's face, blowing him several meters away.

"You are a rebellious son. If you lose, you lose. We are martial artists. How can we go back on our word?"

"I will punish you with a few strokes of the cane for what happened today."

Muchen propped himself up and got up from the ground. Because of the slap, the skin on his face was slightly oozing with blood.

At this moment he regained his senses and bowed his head to his father.

"Yes."

The owner groaned.

He was very disappointed with Muchen's performance today.

"If the bet just now still counts, this storage ring will belong to me."

Yang Lin picked up the storage ring on the ground and said.

"We at the Mu Family Martial Arts School keep our word. If you win, this storage ring will naturally be yours."

The owner of the museum smiled on the surface, but in his heart he wanted to hang his son on the wall and beat him for three days and three nights.

"Mu Chen, what are you waiting for? Go and remove the restriction on the storage ring."

"Yes."

Muchen didn't dare to look up at his father's eyes, so he lowered his head and walked in front of Yang Lin.

moment.

"Here, I have already lifted the restrictions on it. You just need to imprint your own aura. Unless you take the initiative to lift it, no one else can open it."

Yang Lin checked the goods and found no problem.

He put the storage ring on his finger and said to Master Mu.

"Okay, then Master Mu, where is my reward?"

"Here, take these."

Master Mu waved his hand, and a brown rectangular box appeared in front of Yang Lin.

Yang Lin picked it up and opened it.

There were three bundles of cash and a pill stored in an exquisite small box.

Once it was opened, a strong smell filled the entire arena.

The entire pill is emerald green with some star patterns on it.

Yang Lin put it back into the storage ring, walked to the side of the ring and jumped down.

Amid the astonished looks of the people at the scene, he gradually left.

Muchen looked at Yang Lin's back, hesitating to speak but wanting to speak, stopping to speak again, wanting to speak again, stopping again.

Seeing that his son was not right, Master Mu asked:

"If you have something to say, just say it quickly. Don't dilly-dally like a woman."

Mu Chen clenched his fists and jumped in anxiety.

"I, he took away the pills I put in there before, and I forgot to ask him to take them out."

Upon hearing this, Master Mu's face turned even darker as he looked at his son.

Damn it, they took it away and you didn’t say anything earlier.

How could I, a museum owner, lose face if I went to ask for help now?

"Go back and give me 100 active staff. If you dare to say no, I'll give you another 100!"