Shen Mengyue glanced at the pictures on "The Sword of Cultivation", nodded and said:

"As long as the spiritual energy in the body can be fully mobilized, it's okay if the technique is rough."

When Li Shen heard what his senior said, he felt happy again. It would be great to spend a small amount of money to do big things.

...

In the northernmost part of Huowang Town, the three mountain ranges surrounding Huowang Town meet here to form a natural horn open space.

In the middle of the open space, there is a large stone arena half a meter above the ground.

A trial and selection meeting will be held here in the evening.

There are steps that increase in height around the ring, and the steps surround the ring in a semicircle for spectators to enjoy, and also to show the fairness of the selection.

Li Shen’s first reaction: This looks like a retro version of a football stadium.

The three sects all set up stands on the mountainside, with the Zijin sect to the north.

The bronze sect is in the west, and the long silver sect is in the east.

Lines of neat stone steps extend downward from the stands, landing just on the corner open space.

The three of them looked at it for a while and then walked out.

At the outermost edge of this open space, ten small arenas of about 25 square meters are built horizontally.

Li Shen competed in one of the arenas in the afternoon.

In front of each small arena, there are two strong men in the late stage of Qi refining stage.

One is responsible for refereeing.

One is responsible for guarding and stopping the game in time to prevent anyone from being killed.

Shen Mengyue and Lou Lingyun sat down and watched Li Shen go to buy a sword from a nearby vendor.

"It takes too much spiritual energy to draw out my sword, and there are trapped civilian birds on my body, so I bought an ordinary sword to practice with."

Li Shen walked to the small vendor and saw seven or eight swords placed at the stall, and dozens more hung on the temporary bamboo wall behind.

There are various types of swords with different weights.

After hearing Li Shen's request, the vendor was speechless and picked up a dusty sword from the ground.

Li Shen handed over an empty shell of a small spirit stone and looked at the sword happily.

The sword was said to be indestructible, and it looked bright after wiping off the dust. However, the blade was dull, so Li Shen used it to cut his own clothes. It took him a while to make a cut.

He nodded with satisfaction. For practice, it would actually be better not to sharpen the edge. Unfortunately, the vendor said no.

Lou Lingyun looked at Li Shen carrying a "flat stick" and wanted to ask Sister Shen, is it really possible to let him play like this?

But after Li Shen came back, he sat on a chair and read the sword manual quietly. He couldn't disturb him, so he could only look at him and then at his senior sister in fear.

After a short while, a gong suddenly sounded, and a strong man in the late Qi refining stage in front of the arena spoke:

"The same level and same level arena competition has officially begun!"

The long crowd suddenly became restless.

Li Shen looked up and looked around, then looked down at the sword manual, holding the sword and making gestures from time to time.

The more I look at it, the more guilty I feel.

This feeling has been gone for a long time.

When he first entered college, he followed everyone and learned nothing. After playing for a semester, he "taken time" for two weeks and started to work hard.

When I entered the examination room, the questions in the paper were more vivid than freshly cooked pork.

As the saying goes, if you sharpen your gun in battle, it will shine even if it is not bright.

At least I passed that exam in all subjects.

This competition is probably going to be a bit cold right now.

When Li Shen turned the pages, his hands were shaking.

What are these paintings!

After a while, the crowd gradually calmed down.

The strong man in the late Qi refining stage spoke:

"Please come to the stage and accept inspection when your name is called."

"Wu Mazi!"

"Li Shen!"

When Lou Lingyun heard that Li Shen was the first one, she covered her mouth with her hands and widened her eyes.

Shen Mengyue raised her eyes from the book and smiled at Li Shen.

Li Shen stood up and said goodbye. After thinking about it, he decided to take the sword manual with him and carry the broken sword to be inspected.

There is another person standing in front of the strong man in the late stage of Qi refining, that is, the brother of the fat man who wants to tease Shen Mengyue.

He couldn't suppress the smile on his face. He stared at Li Shen with evil intentions as he walked in front of him, thinking that he wouldn't be able to beat you to death later.

Li Shen didn't even look at him. He had no idea that the person he was going to fight was this acquaintance. He was still concentrating on "cramming".

Wu Mazi was so angry that his face turned red, like a persimmon cake sprinkled with sesame seeds. He held the hilt of the sword and wanted to pull out the sword and poke a few holes in him.

In the late stage of Qi refining stage, the strong man just glanced at the two people, confirmed that they had no special means to improve their realm, then walked aside and let them go on stage.

When cultivators compete in martial arts, what they look at is their overall strength. No matter what weapons, spiritual beasts, talismans, elixirs, formations, spells or secrets they use, it doesn't matter much.

The only thing that needs to be limited is the strength level of both parties.

After all, this arena competition is called "Same Level, Same Level".

When the strong man walked away at the end of the Qi refining stage, Wu Mazi snorted coldly and made a show of force first.

I saw him kicking his legs, doing a somersault and falling onto the half-meter-high ring.

This monkey rolling with hands is really beautiful, and people around gave sporadic admiration.

"Okay!" "Okay!" Two cheers were particularly loud.

Li Shen's palms and backs were all sweaty. Hearing the sound behind him, he sighed, put the book gently on the ground, and prepared to go on stage.

Looking around, there are no steps at all.

These convenience facilities are not perfect enough. What does the organizer do for food?

Li Shen muttered a few words, held the ring with both hands, and climbed up.

Everyone below was laughing, and one of them ridiculed him for not having the ability and wasting his registration spirit stones.

The voice sounded quite familiar, and following the sound, Fatty Wu and Gaoguo Wu were also sitting in the audience.

Fatty Wu laughed so hard that he was out of breath and fell off his chair.

Li Shen stood on the stage and when he saw the two people, the corners of his mouth twitched.

Suddenly, he saw an ordinary-looking young man standing near the ring, holding a wooden sword in both hands, looking at him intently.

Although Li Shen was a little confused, he turned around to look at his opponent and said in surprise:

"Is it you?"

No wonder those two people were sitting in the audience laughing at themselves.

Wu Mazi was furious, thinking that it took you so long to realize that it was me, and you didn't take me seriously at all.

He immediately cursed:

"It's you and me!"

Li Shen was too lazy to retaliate, and the image of Lou Lingyun snickering behind the fat man in the restaurant last night appeared in his mind.

I feel happy:

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"I definitely can't beat the fat guy that Sister Lou made fun of, but this brother is obviously the worst among the gang."

"Besides, I still have a lewd pen in my pocket. If I really can't do it, I'll stab him with the pen later."

The more I thought about it, the more I felt safe. Not only did I feel happy, but the corners of my mouth also started to curl up.

Li Shen held the sword casually in his hand and looked at the man opposite.

As for the Small Universe Sword, it was too sharp. Li Shen didn't want to hurt anyone, so he tried not to use it unless he was in a critical moment.

Wu Mazi's eyes were on fire. This boy had a beautiful skin, a sickly face, and was weak. He had been ignoring himself.

Now I finally took a look at it, and there was a smile on the corner of my mouth, full of mockery.

With a "buzz" sound, he drew his sword and pointed it at Li Shen, ready to stab him.

Just listen to the word "start".

Wu Mazi held the sword, took five steps, and stabbed Li Shen in the throat.

As soon as you start, it is a unique skill passed down from your family.

"Wu style three-pronged sword"!

This sword technique has three variations in one move.

Now Wu Mazi's sword moves are seen as piercing the throat, and hearing as piercing the chest, but in reality they are piercing both eyes.

The so-called three strands are used to cover up the weak, and the second weak is used to cover up the real move.

After learning this sword technique and reaching the middle stage of Qi refining, the other two swords will no longer be phantoms, but will be made of spiritual energy to hurt people secretly. At the same time, they can stab in three places.

With one strike of sword, there will be casualties.

Wu Mazi was so angry that he ignored the rule of not taking human life in group competitions of the same level and level.

There were several exclamations from the audience, and there were also many experienced people, so they naturally knew how sharp this sword technique was.

Fatty Wu admired: "Although my third brother lacks spiritual energy, his swordsmanship is almost as good as the two of us."

Wu Gaoguo also had a look of admiration on his face and said: "The third brother usually has a bad temper. I always try to stop him from getting into trouble. I didn't expect that he could secretly learn swordsmanship to such an extent. It's really..."
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