2335: C2335 Cloth Lost

C2335 Cloth Lost

As expected, shortly after Wendu finished his sentence, Bu Yi fell into the most difficult situation.

The Sword Formation quickly shrank, and quickly arrived in front of Bu Yi. Because the space was shrinking, the Sword Formation did not only shrink once, but three times.

The innermost circle consisted of seven Flying Sword, the second circle consisted of twelve Flying Sword, the third circle consisted of twenty-four Flying Sword, and there were a few scattered floating beside Jian Yi.

"Sigh!"

Seeing such a situation, the Great Elder, who was seated at the highest seat of the Elders, could not help but sigh. "Bu Yi's battle experience is still too little. I can't give him a breather just now."

Hearing this, Wendu turned his head around and grinned: "Great Elder, Bu Yi is not one of us, we can't ask him to do it on his own terms."

The Head Elder was stunned for a moment, then he nodded his head in realization. It was also because of Wendu's reminder that he had unintentionally treated Bu Yi as someone in the late stage of the Body Tempering realm.

Just when everyone thought that Bu Yi would lose, he suddenly unleashed his power, who was standing amidst the Sword Formation.

In a flash, his body crawled on the ground, and with a twist of his waist, he quickly moved forward.

Just then, Sword1 waved his hand down, and the spinning Flying Sword quickly pointed the sword blade at the ground, then started spinning even faster.

The flying speed was too fast, so he easily stopped the swimming Bu Yi.

The disciples below the stage, the four seated on the elders' seats, Yue Mingyue, and Jin Dazhuang all secretly broke out in a cold sweat.

"Sigh!"

There was a crisp sound, and Bu Yi actually broke through the inner most Sword Formation. However, the second Sword Formation formed from twelve bars of Flying Sword blocked his path.

Bu Yi did not say anything, nor did he show any expression. He stood in his original position hesitating for a moment, and then used the same method to quickly swim out of the Sword Formation.

"Sigh!"

With a sound, his figure appeared in front of the last Sword Formation. However, there was an additional wound on his arm.

Because there wasn't much blood, his injuries weren't too severe, to the extent that they could be said to be minimal.

This time, he did not hesitate and quickly swam towards the last Sword Formation.

He used the spike in his hand to block and took advantage of that split-second to drill through.

However, because the Sword Formation's power was too great, the only thorn in his hand dropped to the ground.

Just as he was about to rush towards Jian Yi with his bare hands, a few Flying Sword appeared in his eyes.

If one looked closely, one would notice his pupils suddenly contract twice before he stood still on the spot.

"Whooosh."

Everyone heaved a sigh of relief, because the Flying Sword that was scattered with spirit energy had stopped at a spot less than a centimeter away from Bu Yi's forehead.

"Martial Uncle, I lost."

Even though he was facing death in one second, Bu Yi was still calm in the next.

Jian Yi waved his hand while gasping for breath, the surrounding Flying Sword also disappeared.

Just now, that was his last Spiritual Energy. If the last few Flying Sword were not effective, then the one who might lose would be him.

The panting sword fiercely swallowed his saliva, fiercely took two deep breaths, and then slowly said: "I really gained the advantage in terms of Cultivation Level, you guys are really powerful."

Bu Yi did not say anything. He glanced at Wendu and quickly walked down the stage.1

"Teacher, I've lost."

Bu Yi walked in front of Wendu and clasped his hands.

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