Chapter 57 Chapter 332 Nine Tribal Ranking Tournament
A choking sound!
The King's Sword fell into the palm of his hand, Lin Junyi threw it hard and inserted it directly into the ground, with the swaying sword lying in front of him.
Lin Junyi remembered that when he was a child, he read an allusion in a certain book. A man practiced archery but couldn't get it right. The master gave him a copper coin and asked him to look at the money eye. When did he see the money eye as a big mountain?
You can practice the magic of magic arrows.
Sure enough, this man had spent ten years sitting and looking at copper coins every day. After ten years, he had developed a magic arrow, and the arrows missed the mark.
And this sword practice is actually the same principle. Only by getting in touch with the sword, thinking more, and understanding more, can you finally understand the mysterious sword intention.[
Although there is a saying of epiphany, it is very illusory and can be almost ignored. Only through diligent practice and personal talent and understanding of the way of the sword can one enter the palace of sword intention.
For example, Emperor Qiu, after Lin Junyi returned to the Lin family, specially sent people to investigate the news. This person had been saved by the Pang family in his ancestors, so he had been a slave of the Pang family for generations. However, Emperor Qiu had been a servant for generations.
A good swordsman, he has been exposed to swords since he was a child. He never leaves his body with the sword every day and sleeps with the sword in his arms. The sword is his best partner and best friend.
He spends all his time observing swords every day to gain insights. It took more than thirty years to achieve his current skill.
This shows how difficult it is to make progress in the way of swordsmanship.
Of course, places like the Divine Sword Tribe are another area. The direct disciples of the Divine Sword Tribe have pure blood and are born with a deep understanding of the sword. After adulthood, almost everyone has realized the meaning of the sword and has taken sub-blood.
Some of his side disciples also have extraordinary talents in swordsmanship.
Jiang Xuehan understood the sword's intention, and Zhen Yujian had also reached the pinnacle of the living sword, and was only one step away from the sword's intention...
These are the best examples!
Lin Junyi did not take the sub-blood of the Divine Sword Tribe. Of course, he has now taken the sub-blood of the Vulcan Tribe, and he cannot take the second sub-blood. Therefore, his talent in swordsmanship is inferior to that of Zhen Yujian.
It is far different from Jiang Xuehan and others.
However, Lin Junyi believes that as long as he is willing to work hard, he will understand the meaning of the sword sooner or later.
Staring at the King's Sword in front of him without blinking, Lin Junyi's thoughts slowly cleared away. There was nothing in his mind, and the only thing left in his heart was the sword in front of him.
In the trance, the whole person enters a mysterious and mysterious ethereal state, forgetting both God and self.
The whole world seemed to disappear quietly at this moment, there was only him and the sword in front of him!
one day……
Two days...
Three days...
Buzz~buzz~
The King's Sword in front of him suddenly trembled slightly and let out a soft roar like a dragon's roar.
In Lin Junyi's perception, a breath of sword quietly spread out from the King's Sword in all directions, and the air in front seemed to become extremely slow under the permeation of this breath...
Quietly, another day passed.[
The King's Sword trembled even more violently, but the King's Sword trembled to the extreme. Lin Junyi suddenly jumped into the air, and pulled out the King's Sword with a choke.
Swing your sword and chop!
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There was no sound. After the sword was struck, the air around him seemed to freeze, and extreme chills and coldness spread around.
However, after striking out with this sword, Lin Junyi still felt that it was not smooth enough and not smooth enough. It seemed that... the power of this sword still left a lot of room for it to be fully exerted.
Lin Junyi was thinking hard while holding the King's Sword, but at this moment, the light and shadow in front of his eyes changed, and he had already left the Sword Immortal Pavilion.
After being stunned for a moment, Lin Junyi glanced around and saw Elder Yang standing next to him. At this moment, there were more than ten people standing around Elder Yang, four of whom Lin Junyi knew. In addition to Zhen Yujian and Jiang Xuehan, the other
The two are Yi Qi and Qiu Yun, who have met once before.
Needless to say, these people should be the disciples who represented the Excalibur Tribe in the Nine Tribes Ranking Tournament.
With a slight regret in his heart, Lin Junyi was confident that if he had more time, he would be absolutely sure to understand the true essence of that sword, but it was a pity that fourteen days had passed by so quickly.
"Elder Yang!" Lin Junyi stepped forward and greeted him.
"Well!" His eyes glanced at Lin Junyi, and a look of surprise appeared on Elder Yang's face: "Have you realized the meaning of the sword? No! Tell me, which level have you reached?"
"The sixty-eighth floor, it's just a pity that there is too little time. Otherwise, there should be a few more floors." Lin Junyi said regretfully.
"Sixty-eighth floor?"
The dozen or so people present looked at each other. Being able to reach the sixty-eighth floor means that one has a profound knowledge of the "living sword". If one can step into the sixty-ninth floor, it means that one has touched the sword.
The threshold of meaning.
Looking at Lin Junyi who was full of regrets, a hint of jealousy flashed in Zhen Yujian's eyes. He had had two opportunities to enter the Sword Immortal Pavilion, and so far he could only enter the sixty-ninth floor. This boy had only entered ten.
In four days, he actually reached the sixty-eighth floor. Given time, wouldn’t he be far behind?
"Let you be proud first, your death will be in a few days!" Zhen Yujian said bitterly in his heart.
"Try using your sword." Elder Yang said.
Everyone else looked at Lin Junyi.
He didn't say anything. The sword strike just now left him with a trace of regret. Just as he was about to vent, he choked. Lin Junyi took out an ordinary long sword from the ring, stepped forward with his right foot, and raised his left heel.
At the same time, the long sword in his hand was already slashing.
The speed of the chopping seems extremely slow, but everyone present has an illusion, as if the sword has become a phantom in the trajectory of the chopping, and it is impossible to tell which shadow is real and which shadow.
Is it false? The seemingly slow speed is actually extremely fast!
At the same time, a strong and sharp murderous aura suddenly spread out in all directions.
Feeling this murderous aura, Zhen Yujian's expression immediately changed. This was not the real sword intention, but it had reached the extreme of a living sword, and a trace of sword intention had been incorporated into it. According to the level of this aura,
Enough to reach the last level of the Living Sword, which is the seventy-second level!
"This little beast is actually better than me in swordsmanship now!" The fear in Zhen Yujian's eyes became more intense.[
Jiang Xuehan, who was standing next to him, was also a little surprised in her eyes, but she didn't pay too much attention. She had already entered the palace of Sword Intent and was not too impressed by Lin Junyi's level.
"Yes, it's only one step away from entering the realm of sword intent." Elder Yang didn't pay much attention to Lin Junyi at first, but as soon as the sword was released, his love for talents suddenly rose: "After this competition,
If you are willing, you can become my disciple."
What!
Including some inner sect disciples, everyone was surprised. Elder Yang has always been very strict in accepting disciples. This time, he actually asked to accept this person!
Envy!
Many people looked at Lin Junyi with envy. Becoming a disciple of Elder Yang will bring many benefits in the future. This kid will become rich!
Lin Junyi was also slightly moved in his heart. Elder Yang's status in the Shenjian tribe was not low. It shouldn't be a bad thing to become his disciple. He immediately said: "Disciple, I am extremely honored."
"Yes." Elder Yang nodded with satisfaction, and then said: "Tomorrow morning will be the day of drawing lots for the ranking competition of the nine tribes. The location of the competition is at Oriental Plaza. Now everyone can follow me down the mountain. In the next ten days, everyone will
Gonna stay there.”
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The Oriental Plaza is located in the center of the Eastern Realm. It covers an extremely vast area and is surrounded by palaces and palaces. It is very beautiful. This is a public square jointly created by tribes of all sizes in the Eastern Realm.
Various competitions are held here.
The once-a-hundred-year ranking competition among the nine major tribes can be said to be the biggest grand ceremony in this land, so this time almost all the tribes came together to watch the competition.
As for the Divine Sword Tribe, in addition to Lin Junyi and others who took the first step, hundreds of people came to watch the battle this time, including Lu Sen and others.
Of course, this is only limited to warriors from major tribes, and ordinary people are not qualified to come here to watch the competition.
In the vast Oriental Plaza, forty-five competition stages were set up early. Lin Junyi had already understood the rules of this competition very well on the way here.
Each tribe has three collateral disciples and seven direct disciples. The collateral disciples and direct disciples will compete separately.
The competition will be based on a points system. Each participant will have to compete with everyone else. Winners will receive one point, losers will receive 0 points, and they will ultimately be ranked according to the number of points.
Therefore, as a side disciple, Lin Junyi will have to fight at least twenty-six battles this time. Among them, the two battles against Zhen Yujian and Jiang Xuehan, because they are from the same sect, do not need to compete, because they will not win or lose.
Calculate the score.
"Invite the leaders and elders of the nine major tribes to come here to draw lots." Standing in the square, suddenly, a loud voice came out, covering the entire square.
Hearing this voice, Elder Yang walked out of the team and strode towards the rostrum in front of him.
This time the drawing of lots will determine the opponents of the ninety people participating in the competition.
After waiting for a while, about half an hour, Elder Yang came over with a list of names.
Although it is said that everyone has to try it once, everyone is still a little nervous, because the success or failure of the first battle will affect a person's mood and thus affect his subsequent performance.
"Let me read it, inner sect disciple: Yi Qi fights against Tiandan tribe Xiao Sheng, the fighting arena is No. 3, Qiu Yun fights against Iron Hammer tribe Wei Tongchui, the fighting arena is No. 16... Outer sect disciple: Jiang Xuehan fights
The beast-taming tribe is in Tianqing,
The battle arena is No. 36. Zhen Yujian fights against Demon Bird tribe Xu Bufan. The battle arena is No. 42. Qin Qin fights against the Mangu tribe Jiang Donghai. The battle arena is No. 45..." Elder Yang