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Chapter 307 Chi Lian vs. Fei

The more he thought about it, the more jealous he became. Duan Chuan couldn't help but sarcastically said: "Those who put Sixth Junior Brother at the top of the beauty list must be blind!"

Pei Yu echoed with a smile: "To the extreme, the Demon King's appearance is not half as good as that of Lord Sword Master."

"That is!"

Duan Chuan said with a proud look on his face: "If I hadn't just wanted to become stronger and didn't care about my appearance at all, and I never dress up on weekdays, otherwise the top spot on the beauty list would still belong to me!"

Everyone: "..."

Lord Sword Master, please wake up!

Not only are you not at the top of the list, you are not even a finalist!

Let’s just say, is it possible that your appearance really doesn’t meet the standards of beauty?

It doesn't matter if you don't have a mirror. As a sword master, you never leave your hand with the sword. You might as well draw the sword and shine it on your face to see if you are worthy!

Although they really wanted to say these words, considering that Master Sword Master is too strong, none of them combined would be an opponent. If they really said it, they would be dead...

Therefore, everyone had to resist the urge to complain and continue to look at the situation in the sword plate.

Among everyone present, only Yun Haoran was relatively calm.

He seemed to have been working as a sword attendant for Duan Chuan for a long time, and was used to Duan Chuan's arrogant and conceited character. He poured spiritual power into the sword plate without changing his expression, and matched the candidate for the first game.

I saw a string of words clearly written in mid-air——

Chi Lian versus Sun Fei!

Judging from the previous two levels, the sword intent of the two men is different. Chi Lian has the flame sword intent, while Sun Fei has the gentle sword intent.

This is a competition between the flame sword and the wind sword!

Soon, Chi Lian and Sun Fei jumped onto the central platform.

Chi Lian, who was tall and muscular, wielded a three-foot green-edged sword; Sun Fei, who was as skinny as Slender Monkey, used a heavy sword that was taller than him.

The two of them stood together, and the scene was very funny.

"Ha ha!"

In the audience, Jiang Deng couldn't help laughing, and joked with the Taichu Sword Sect disciple on the side: "How do I feel that one punch from Chi Lian can break Sun Fei's body bones?"

"Well……"

The corners of Xia Chenqing's mouth twitched and he said speechlessly: "Sister Jiang, although what you said is more in line with common sense, Sun Fei is also a member of our Taichu Sword Sect, so we'd better not be so gloating about others' misfortunes."

Wen Yan reminded: "Sect Master, have you forgotten? The competition in the competition is sword intention and sword technique, and other means cannot be used. Although Sun Fei only has the foundation building realm at the moment, he may not lose."

"You are right."

Jiang Deng tried to suppress the smile on his face, but the corners of his mouth still rose uncontrollably.

No matter what others said, she didn't believe that Chi Lian would lose. After all, Chi Lian could casually take out a copy of God-level exercises and give them away. It was not as ordinary as it seemed.

"Game start!"

As Yun Haoran gave orders, the two people on the stage immediately started to move.

Chi Lian and Sun Fei first stared at each other warily, and then began to spin in circles on the stage with their swords in hand. They circled and circled, as if there was no end.

Bang!

There was a crisp collision sound.

Sun Fei lost his grip and dropped the heavy heavy sword in his hand to the ground.

Everyone: "..."

As a swordsman, if you can’t hold an epee, why should you use an epee!

Fortunately, Chi Lian did not take the opportunity to attack Sun Fei and continued to circle around.

Sun Fei was so nervous that he was sweating profusely. He hurriedly bent down to pick up the heavy sword, then gritted his teeth and continued to lift the heavy sword, keeping up with Chi Lian's pace of circling.

Outside the sword plate.

The senior officials of the Ten Thousand Swords Spiritual Domain, who were used to seeing big winds and waves, couldn't help but cover their faces, as if they felt that Fei's move was quite embarrassing to their sword cultivators.

"He will definitely lose! Although the female cultivator is not very strong, she is at least more stable than him and can hold the sword in her hand."

"This man has wind spirit roots, and he is still practicing the Japanese swordsmanship, which is famous for its flexibility and lightness. He is not suitable for using an epee at all, but why does he still use an epee?"

"It must be that the education level of the Taichu Sword Sect is too poor! A disciple who is not suitable for using the epee is still allowed to use the epee. No wonder the Taichu Sword Sect has been the second best disciple for thousands of years."

The elder who opened Tianmen couldn't help but sneer.

As the largest sword sect in the ten regions, Kaitianmen will not make such common sense mistakes!

Everyone present was a swordsman with good abilities, and their ability to recognize people was quite good. They knew very well that Sun Fei was going to lose this match.

On stage.

"Huhuhu..."

Fei dragged the heavy sword and ran for a long time, and he was already out of breath from exhaustion. He realized that if he continued like this, he was afraid that he would really die of exhaustion, so he decided to take the initiative to attack.

"Oh--!"

Sun Fei yelled, used his remaining strength, raised his heavy sword with both hands, and struck at the approaching Chi Lian.

Chi Lian happened to run here, and she hit Sun Fei's sword directly. The moment the sword touched her body, she flew backwards and fell off the round center platform.

"Oh my god! Your sword is so fast!"

Chi Lian beat his chest, struggled to get up, looked at Sun Fei on the stage, and coughed: "Ahem...I lost!"

Everyone: "..."

The scene was eerily silent.

"A match-fixing is happening!"

Outside the sword plate, the faces of the high-level monks from the Ten Thousand Swords Spirit Realm were even greener and panicked.

In the first game, these two people actually faked the game in front of them openly! Do you still have big guys like them in your eyes?!

"Who is this Chi Lian!"

"He came in by occupying the Nangong family's quota. I heard that... he has a good relationship with Jiang Deng of the Taichu Sword Sect. I guess he lost to a disciple of the Taichu Sword Sect on purpose, right?"

"Nonsense!"

Duan Chuan slapped the table and said with a bad expression: "Is this woman trying to attract my attention through this special method so that I can accept her as a swordsman? She is simply dreaming!"

Realizing that Chi Lian's move aroused Duan Chuan's disgust, Pei Yu rolled his eyes and said hurriedly: "This female cultivator is very scheming and really hateful. When she comes out of the sword tray after the game, Lord Sword Master might as well put her in

Leave her to me."

Duan Chuan nodded, "That's fine."

Speaking of which...

Duan Chuan carefully explored the situation inside the sword plate, but did not see the nine ghost cultivators in the Netherworld Ghost Realm. They seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.

But Duan Chuan knew very well that these people had not left the sword plate, but they could not be found no matter what, and an ominous thought arose in his heart...

"I actually won?!"

Inside the sword plate.

Sun Fei himself couldn't believe the result of this competition. It wasn't until he stepped down from the stage and returned to the location of Taichu Sword Sect that he said with joy: "I knew I had a bright future in practicing epee! Do you believe it now?"

Jiang Deng held his forehead and said, "Let's wait until you pass the second round. If you don't pass, just teach me a light and flexible soft sword!"

"no problem!"

Sun Fei said with confidence.

If he can win this game so easily, he will definitely win the next game easily!

Ignoring Sun Fei anymore, Jiang Deng turned his head and looked at Chi Lian, who was not far away.

When Chi Lian saw Jiang Deng looking towards him, he immediately raised a big smile and gave a thumbs up, as if to say:

Boss, my acting skills are great, right?


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