() "This No. 19 is not simple, he actually practices Xuan-level martial arts!"
Jiang Wen glanced at Contestant No. 19 standing on the field, with a solemn look on his face. If he saw it correctly, the Shadow Sword Art that No. 19 finally performed was a set of powerful mysterious skills.
Although he has only just begun to glimpse the level of martial arts, his power is also very impressive. With such strength, even against the top masters of the outer sect like Zhuang Wenjie and Zhang Chengtian, he still has a three-point chance of winning.
"However, you are unlucky to meet me today!"
After a moment, Jiang Wen's brows straightened as he seemed to have figured something out.
Through the deduction in his mind, Jiang Wen has already seen some clues. The power of the Shadow Sword Technique is mainly in the shadow of the sword it transforms. It is difficult to distinguish the true from the false with the naked eye. But if he opens the mental force field, the opponent's sword moves will
The real trajectory will be invisible, and other illusory sword shadows will naturally have no threat.
"The fifteenth final of the third group, No. 3 vs. No. 19, starts now!"
Following Wang Jun's order, No. 19 stood up again. After defeating the powerful No. 11, his self-confidence was extremely expanded and he no longer took Jiang Wen into consideration.
"Boy, your winning streak is over, defeat!!!"
No. 11 roared, pulled out the sword from the scabbard, swung it in the air, drew a light trajectory, and stabbed Jiang Wen directly in the face.
Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish!
The three-foot-long fine steel sword continuously trembled in the air, transforming into nine sword shadows. Each sword shadow was extremely sharp, cutting the air into pieces and turning into countless steel needle-like airflows that enveloped Jiang Wen, extremely powerful.
quick!
Seeing that the tip of the sword was about to hit Jiang Wen, a trace of joy flashed across No. 11's face.
But at this moment, Jiang Wen's body moved. He raised his right hand high and slapped the third sword shadow on the right with his palm. Immediately, there was a roar of "bang" and the sword shadow filled the sky.
Suddenly dissipated and invisible.
"How is it possible? How did he see through the reality in my swordsmanship? He must be blind!"
No. 11 never believed that someone could see through the flaw in the swordsmanship he had practiced so hard for many years. He mobilized his true energy again and launched an attack on Jiang Wen.
But no matter how hard he tried, Jiang Wen could always be a little faster than him. He could avoid his sword shadow every time, making all his attacks fall into the air. After more than ten rounds in a row, he couldn't do it at all.
He didn't even touch the corner of Jiang Wen's clothes once.
"That's it, I understand!"
After just a dozen rounds, Jiang Wen had already seen the mystery of the opponent's sword technique. It turned out that this shadow sword technique required a special soft sword to be used, and the rapid trembling of the sword body formed a series of residual swords.
Shadow, to confuse his enemies. For Jiang Wen, who has a spiritual force field, such a sword technique is simply flashy and has little research value.
"I'm not interested in playing with you anymore, go down!"
Facing the angry look in his eyes, Jiang Wen suddenly stepped forward and slapped the sword shadow in the sky hard with his palm!
Clang!
With a crisp sound, the dozens of sword shadows that Contestant No. 11 had just condensed with all his strength shattered instantly. Then his arm went numb and the sword flew away. The next moment, Jiang Wen's giant palm had already
It hit his chest and whipped him away.
Fortunately, Jiang Wen's palm didn't use any vital energy at all, but relied on the strength of his muscles to knock him to the ground. Otherwise, even if he had ten lives, he would still have to finish them off now!
"The second ranking round of the Outer Disciple Competition, the fifteenth match of the third group, contestant No. 3 won!"
Wang Jun first stepped forward to check the injury of contestant No. 11, and found that the opponent was only slightly out of strength and had no other serious problems. Then he walked up to Jiang Wen and announced his victory. At this time, Wang Jun regained his amiable smile.
, smiled happily and said: "Jiang Wen, congratulations on your promotion to the top eight in the outer sect competition!"
At the same time, on the second floor of the Shanmen Hall outside the square, Zou Rong and other inner disciples were also shocked by Jiang Wen's wonderful performance.
"I still don't understand how he saw through the opponent's split shadow sword technique?"
After being silent for a long time, the first person to lose his composure was Xue Baiyi, who had always been calm and composed. He said doubtfully: "Although the Shadow Sword Technique is only a low-level martial art of the Xuan level, the sword shadow it creates is true and false.
It is difficult to tell, and it is simply incomprehensible to monks in the Mortal Realm. So what method did Jiang Wen use to find the opponent's real sword shadow?"
"No wonder Senior Sister Zou favors him so much. It seems that he does have some abilities!" Mei felt better about Jiang Wen and said lightly: "The strength he has shown now is enough to be promoted to an inner disciple.
But I still can’t see how he can beat Zhuang Wenjie!”
"That's it. Only now do I believe what Senior Sister Zou said!"
Tang Jing's eyes were fixed on Jiang Wen on the ring. Suddenly his eyes lit up, as if he had discovered something, and he said: "This junior fellow apprentice is not simple. He seems to have hidden his strength. From the beginning to the end
Now, he has always used the most basic set of 'Xuan Gang Body Tempering Fist' to defend against enemies, but he has never used the long sword on his waist. You don't really think that this sword is just a fancy but useless one.
furnishings?”
"He actually hides it so deeply!"
Hearing what Tang Jing said, everyone looked shocked. Until now, no one has been able to force Jiang Wen to show his true strength.
"Yes, Jiang Wen is a true swordsman!"
Seeing that everyone's eyes were focused on her, Zou Rong smiled lightly and said: "If you keep watching, he will definitely bring unexpected surprises to everyone!"
While everyone was talking, in other corners of Qianlong Terrace, the ranking matches of the remaining seven groups came to an end one after another, and the top eight players were finally announced. The first place in the first group was undisputedly defeated.
Zhuang Wenjie won; the first place in the second group, unsurprisingly, belongs to Zhang Tian; Jiang Wen in the third group is the biggest dark horse in this outer disciple competition, he can reach the quarterfinals
, it really made many people’s eyes drop to the ground.
The other top eight players, as people initially expected, were won by player No. 4, player 5, player 6 and player 7 respectively. Only the eighth group had an accident, and the No. 8 player who had the highest reputation was eliminated.
Contestant No. 16 dismounts. She is a quiet and cute little girl. The weapon she uses is a flute. During the battle, she only needs to blow the notes of the flute, and her opponent will immediately be immersed in the illusion and cannot extricate themselves, winning easily.
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Under the leadership of Wang Jun, Jiang Wen and No. 11 came to the central yang of Qianlong Terrace. The referees from other groups and the top 16 players also gathered here.
"Everyone, first of all, congratulations on your promotion to the top sixteen in the ranking competition. To be able to reach this point, there is no doubt about your potential and strength!"
Jiang Longxiao was the host of this outer disciple competition. His words were very provocative. When all the contestants were excited by his words, his tone suddenly changed and he said in a deep voice: "
However, the purpose of our outer disciple competition is to select the truly strong among you. Real gold can only be found after the waves wash away the sand. You must use all your strength to prove your worth and prove that you are worthy of the master's efforts.
nourish!"
"promise!"
Jiang Wen felt a strong emotion surging in his heart, and he couldn't help but roar. The other fifteen players standing beside him were all inspired by Jiang Longxiao's words, and their expressions were filled with excitement.
"I won't say any more. The ranking competition will continue!"
Jiang Longxiao glanced at Jiang Wen and other top eight players, and then announced the order of the battle.
The eight-to-four competition was held simultaneously on the Qianlong Platform. The opponent of No. 1 Zhuang Wenjie was No. 4, a master who was good at swordsmanship. The opponent of No. 2 Zhangtian was No. 6, a master who was also good at swordsmanship.
Masters. No. 5 and No. 7 both practice the human-level advanced martial art Tiger Roaring Emperor Fist Seal. Their boxing duel must be extremely exciting.
Jiang Wen's opponent is No. 16, that cute little girl who knows sonic martial arts. Perhaps Jiang Longxiao wants to see who is darker between the two dark horses.
Jiang Wen's referee was replaced by a steward named Chu Heng, but as soon as the game started, something strange happened. Although Jiang Wen was full of desire for victory, he was asked to take the initiative to deal with someone younger than himself.
Little girl, he really couldn't do it. The little girl No. 16 standing opposite him was a little at a loss when she saw Jiang Wen standing motionless. The two of them actually looked at each other like this.
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"cough!"
At this moment, the referee Chu Heng who was standing by finally couldn't stand it anymore. He suppressed his laughter and coughed lightly, and said: "If you don't take action, I will announce that you have given up the game and cancel the competition."
qualifications!"
"Don't push me, people already know!"
The little girl on the 16th turned around and made a playful face towards Chu Heng, then looked at Jiang Wen with a smile, and asked in a childish voice: "Little brother, my name is Tang Guoer, what about you?"
"Hello Tang Guo'er, my name is Jiang Wen!"
Jiang Wen really didn't want to hurt such a cute little girl, so he smiled and said like he was coaxing a child: "Don't worry, I'm going to be gentle and won't hurt you!"
"Brother Jiang Wen, you are a good person, and I don't want to hurt you!"
Feeling the kindness in Jiang Wen's words, Tang Guoer's affection for Jiang Wen doubled. She squinted her eyes and smiled in a clear voice: "Why don't you let Guoer play a nice tune for you? If you can persist, little brother
If you listen to the entire song without entering the illusion, then Guo'er will take the initiative to admit defeat, okay?"
"OK!"
Jiang Wen was naturally happy to be able to win without taking action. He smiled casually and said, "Sister Guo'er, you start now!"
In the previous battles, Tang Guoer's opponents were quickly pulled into the illusion after a little resistance after his flute sounded, but now when facing Jiang Wen, Tang Guoer felt in her heart
Feeling an invisible pressure, she took a deep breath, then carefully put the flute to her mouth, and started playing the tune. The music was melodious and melodious, like the sound of nature. Unknowingly, Jiang Wen's
A grand scene of flowers blooming in the early spring appeared in front of him. As the heavenly notes reached his ears, he seemed to be in it, and his heart exuded a warm enthusiasm like the warm sun, and he was endlessly happy.
"What a beautiful song and beautiful scenery!"
After the song ended, Jiang Wen was shocked and suddenly woke up from the illusion. Looking at the disappointed Tang Guoer in front of him, he smiled and comforted: "Sister Guoer's musical attainments are really superb. This song should be
If it is in heaven, how many times can we hear it in the human world?"
"Really?"
Hearing Jiang Wen's gorgeous praise, Tang Guoer's eyes suddenly shone, but then quickly dimmed, and she said in frustration: "But I have used all my strength, but I still can't play what the master said.
That kind of artistic conception that is as powerful as the spring breeze, I lost to you!"
"You are too persistent and have distracting thoughts in your mind!" Jiang Wen said with a smile.
Although Jiang Wen didn't know much about temperament, after listening to the music, he understood the essence of Tang Guoer's temperament technique. Like him, Tang Guoer was also an innate spiritual power different from ordinary people.
Master, when she plays a piece of music, she will actively attach her spiritual power to the sound waves and release them, leading her opponent's consciousness into an illusion.
This approach is similar to Jiang Wen's understanding of the force of the violent wind sword and integrating the aura transformed from spiritual power into the sword technique. It is just because Tang Guoer has not yet understood the force of the rhythm, and he is eager to
After winning, there were distracting thoughts in his mind, so he was unable to integrate his spiritual power with sound waves, so he was easily noticed by Jiang Wen.
"Master said the same thing, but I really don't know where to find the entry point!"
The depressed expression on Tang Guoer's face eased slightly, she bowed slightly and saluted Jiang Wen, and said with a sweet smile: "However, I still want to thank you for your guidance. If Guoer learns new songs in the future,
I must play it to you first!"
After saying that, the little girl jumped off the stage, and as soon as she turned around, she forgot the frustration of losing the game.