After returning to Shujianyuan, Feng Wuchen changed his high profile from the previous period and went into endless retreat.
Regarding this new disciple of the Shujian Academy, the other three academies had some discussions, but most of the comments were ridiculing.
The master of Shujian Academy is dying, his disciples are also withering away, and his destruction seems to be a certainty. Even if a mere young boy is a swordsman, what are his chances of success if he wants to save the building from collapse?
In the end, it was nothing more than a mantis mantis trying to use its own strength as a chariot.
Three months passed quickly.
On this day, the restriction between the 100,000 mountains of Shenjian Sect was lifted for the first time. Regardless of the inner and outer sects, all the disciples gathered in the 1,000 mountains in the center!
Among the thousand peaks at the core, each of the four courtyards occupies more than 200 peaks. Those who can practice there for a long time are all core disciples of the four courtyards.
The so-called Qianfeng sword theory refers to Qianfeng.
Looking up, he saw that there were already huge crowds of people on top of the thousand peaks, and all he could see were heads.
Countless disciples stepped on flying swords and floated in the air, which was extremely spectacular.
I saw that in the center of the mountain peak, hundreds of arenas had been set up.
And around the arena, there are four small and medium-sized hills suspended, like flying peaks. On top of the peaks are the masters of the Fourth Courtyard and the core disciples of the Fourth Courtyard of the Inner Sect.
On three of the peaks, the master of the Sword Forging Academy, Tie Rulong, the master of the Shenjian Academy, Wan Zhiqiu, and the master of the Sword Cleansing Academy, Lu Gufeng, were among them.
Only the seat of the Master of the Shujian Academy was empty, and there were only a few dozen disciples on the floating peak.
Seeing this scene, most of the disciples had amusement on their faces.
"What are you doing? Even the master of the academy is not here. Has the Shujian Academy become so shabby?"
"Haha! He wanted to come, but he heard that the master of Shujian Academy, Buhui, has reached the end of his life and has been lying in a coffin for a hundred years. Even if he accepts a disciple, he will be accepted by his disciples on his behalf!"
"Yes! There are no experts in charge, and there are few resources in the hospital, so they recruit new students every time
If we have no choice but to pick the remaining pieces from the other three academies, if this vicious cycle continues, we might as well merge into the other three academies.”
"Tsk tsk... But even so, they actually came to participate in the Thousand Peaks Sword Discussion. Aren't they here to embarrass themselves?"
"Hahaha! I heard that they recently brought back a stupid young man from outside, who is also a swordsman!"
"Qi...Sword Immortal? Birds of a feather flock together, how can he be a master if he can hang out with the people from the Sword Academy? I bet he will be defeated by the sword immortals from the other three academies in less than one round."
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"Haha...I heard that that kid is so arrogant. He refused all the olive branches before and insists on living and dying with Shujian Academy. If he dares to come to power, I'm afraid he will go back without his life..."
"..."
These idle words after another were heard, and all the disciples in Shujian Academy were filled with indignation.
However, even though they gritted their teeth with hatred, they could only swallow their anger.
Those people's words are indeed irritating, but they are not deliberately slanderous.
The strength of his Shujian Academy is indeed much lower than that of the other three academies!
Jian Xingyun's eyes were like swords, staring at the other three courtyards, and the sword in his hand was already humming softly.
"call!"
I saw him taking a deep breath, gently stroking the sword in his hand, and the sharpness in his eyes became even stronger.
"..."
The first few rounds of the Thousand Peaks Sword Contest were battles between the disciples of the outer sect.
After all, this tradition has been going on for many years. In addition to allowing the disciples of the four inner sects to learn swordsmanship, it is also to select the best among the outer sect disciples to enter the inner sect.
There is only a layer of barrier between the inner door and the outer door, but they are completely different!
How many outer disciples have practiced hard for many years?
For today, soar to the sky!
Most of the first batch of disciples to enter were those with good fortune and Hedao cultivation, but among them, there were also a few sword masters who stood out and gained the qualification to enter the inner sect.
The second batch of disciples who came to the stage were all at the Immortal Realm, and their swordsmanship realm had even reached the Sword King Realm!
Then I saw that on the hundred arenas, the sword light kept flashing, and the fighting spirit was endless!
By the time the competition between the outer disciples ended, it was already the next day.
On this day, above Qianfeng, the disciples of the four courtyards all showed their sharp talents.
The disciples who were watching the battle also retreated far away.
Because they know that the real Thousand Peaks Sword Discussion has just begun!
Wait until the night recedes and dawn breaks.
"Buzz!"
Then he heard the sound of a sword resounding throughout the Shiwan Mountains.
The next moment, hundreds of flying swords were seen descending from the void above. In the center of the flying swords, there was an old man in a wide robe and long sleeves, suddenly falling.
"It's Elder Zhengyang among the Supreme Elders!"
Upon seeing the visitor, the crowd instantly became quiet. They looked at the Supreme Elder at the top with a look of awe and piety.
"go!"
This Elder Zhengyang is clearly a swordsman whose swordsmanship is approaching perfection. With a single thought, hundreds of swords resound in unison.
"Whoosh!"
The next moment, a hundred fairy swords fell simultaneously and landed on the hundred arenas.
"Boom!"
With the pull of the sword energy, the hundreds of arenas began to close quickly and turned into a huge arena.
Each of those arenas is thousands of feet long and wide, but now they are together, they are dozens of miles away.
After turning hundreds of arenas into one, Elder Zhengyang shouted in a deep voice: "Thousands of peaks discuss swords, the competition between the four courtyards begins now! The first arena, the guardian of the arena, is the Sword Forging Academy!"
When I heard this, I saw the ten-foot-tall Tie Rulong looking at the floating peak of the Sword Making Academy.
He looked in the direction of the Shujian Academy, smiled deeply, and said to a strong man behind him with a heavy sword: "Go! Guard the first round!"
The strong man smiled meaningfully and nodded immediately: "Yes!"
Immediately afterwards, the strong man stepped forward, shrunk to an inch, and placed his foot in the center of the ring.
"Boom!"
Then he saw the white cloth behind him fall, and the heavy sword also revealed the true face of Mount Lu.
In the center of this heavy sword, there is a winding ravine. Between the ravines, rolling magma flows, and the fire element in it suddenly erupts, which is extremely terrifying!
"Blood Qilin Zhou Meng!"
As soon as this person came on stage, everyone revealed his identity.
"Tsk tsk! It's actually him... I heard that this person is a hybrid of human race and demon race. Not only does he possess the demon race's powerful physical body and bloodline power, he also possesses the heaven-level sword system spiritual veins. He can lift a thousand swords at the age of three.
With Jun's Sword, he can transform into a big monster in hand-to-hand combat at the age of ten! He has only been in our Divine Sword Sect for two hundred years, and he is already half a sword immortal! Holding a profound flame heavy sword weighing ten thousand kilograms, one man can defeat the enemy.
There's no way around it..."
"I still remember when a foreign enemy invaded our Divine Sword Sect! He fought hard for three days with three Yuanshen Realms with one man and one sword. He was covered in blood, but it was only after that battle that he got the title of Blood Kirin!"
"This is the first battle, and the Sword Forging Institute has actually sent him. This sword debate among thousands of peaks seems to be more exciting than imagined!"
"..."
In the midst of everyone's discussion, the Supreme Elder slowly spoke again: "First round! The challenger, Shen Jianyuan! Come on stage!"
As soon as he said this, everyone's eyes instantly fell on the floating peak of Shenjian Academy.
Wan Zhiqiu's face was as calm as water, and his eyes were even a little groggy. He winked at a disciple beside him, and the disciple cupped his hands and said, "Disciple understands!"
"Wow!"
When this disciple landed, he suddenly caused a big stir among the crowd.
Chapter completed!