Song Zian's expression was extremely ugly. This was not only a challenge, but also a humiliation. Qianye did not take him, the heir with the highest combat power, seriously at all.
He stood up, snorted loudly, and said coldly: "A little mayfly dares to cross the river!"
Qianye said calmly: "I've never been very patient, and I don't like to drag out my grudges. Since you made me fail to advance two days ago, it just so happens that I can settle my grudges here today. Your ranking in the martial arts exam ends here!"
"Arrogant!!" Song Zian was furious. He was filled with hatred. He thought he had calmed down the situation that day and made Song Zining suffer a hidden loss, but he didn't expect that the other party would trick him in this situation. Even if he could win,
In this situation, the accusation has also been heard by the elders.
Next to him, Song Tu frowned and shouted: "That's enough! Next one!"
After Qianye, there was Song Zining. He chose the Miss Song family without any grace at all. However, Song Xinran breathed a sigh of relief. Song Zining's fighting style in the previous battles was quite gentle. Even if she lost, as long as she was not injured,
Or if the injury is not serious, it will not affect subsequent assessments.
The remaining six people also chose their opponents one by one, and there were no surprises at this time. The two people ranked at the bottom faced Song Zicheng and Song Ziqi respectively, and it was clear that they would be eliminated.
At this time, Mrs. An Guogong suddenly opened her eyes and ordered a batch of refreshments. This also meant that the ancestor was not going to close his eyes to rest anymore, but wanted to watch the game seriously.
There was a lot of busy work on the high platform. After the things Mrs. An Guo Gong wanted were arranged, the seats of the elders also changed slightly. Mr. Lu was called to the side of Mrs. An Guo Gong. On the other side of her was Song Zhongnian, the leader of the Song Dynasty.
Already.
Among the elders, the eldest elder Song Zhongcheng's face was as gloomy as a dark cloud over the city. He was Song Zian's biological grandfather and the eldest brother of the clan leader Song Zhongnian. Qianye only challenged Song Zian, but he even openly accused Song Zian of secretly targeting him before the game.
Harm.
How important is the Song Dynasty's ten-year exam? It's taboo to assassinate your opponent before the game. Moreover, all the guests in the game are level nine, and only Qianye is level eight, but he is the first in combat power. At this time, he was exposed
He was not promoted because he was assassinated by Song Zian. How serious this matter is!
Regardless of whether the matter was true or not, Song Zhongcheng already felt that something was wrong with the way the elders looked at her. Although the ancestor's expression remained calm, she was so fond of Song Zining that she might have a grudge in her heart.
The third generation of the Song Dynasty is generally weak, and there is no suspense about the succession of the feudal master from generation to generation, and it will be decided in the past few years. Song Zhongcheng hoped that Song Zian would win the inheritance rights and take the position of the feudal master from the hands of Song Zhongnian and his family.
Grab it back. Now that Qianye has disrupted his plan, he is extremely angry and wants to kill this brave junior with one blow. He is determined not to leave this trouble behind after the big exam.
As the bell rang, the first battle of the top eight began immediately, with Song Zian versus Qianye.
This was the lineup that should have been in the semi-finals or even the finals, but it was advanced because of Qianye's unexpected choice.
When Qianye walked into the venue carrying Dongyue, Mr. Lu immediately sat up straighter, as if he was looking forward to it.
Song Zian then appeared and stood in front of Qianye. Before the battle started, he suddenly lowered his voice and asked, "Has your injury that day healed? You recovered quite quickly."
Any disturbance in cultivation is a hidden injury, and it is difficult to recover. Moreover, Qianye also said that he was trying to advance at the time, which would have serious consequences. At this moment, Song Zian brought up the past, obviously to anger Qianye.
However, Qianye was not moved. He only raised his eyes to look at him and said: "Sure enough, you did it on purpose. It seems that it is better to send you out now."
Song Zian pulled out his long sword, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said in a contemptuous arc: "I am a slave to my master, I don't know whether to live or die."
Qianye's eyes flashed with deep blue light, and murderous intent appeared.
Song Zian's sword is slightly longer than the ordinary sword, and the sword body is one-third narrower. It is obviously light and sharp. There is an aqua-blue light flowing on this long sword, and it blooms after being injected with the force.
From time to time, a bright moon appears in the night sky, which is a level six weapon.
This is one of the famous swords of the Song Dynasty, "Zhuyue", which is also extraordinary among the sixth-level swords. With this sword in hand, Song Zian takes advantage of just the weapon. Not to mention the sixth-level force weapon
There are various powerful attributes that are bound to be attached to it, and just the 'divine edge' alone is likely to cut off ordinary level five weapons.
The two sides began to move and confront each other, but Song Zian did not attack with his sword, but retreated to one side, drew a short gun while running, and fired several shots at Qianye.
Qianye's body seemed to be swaying in the wind, and his steps retreated freely in every square inch, allowing him to easily avoid all bombardments. This kind of evasion skill can only be practiced in the rain of bullets on the battlefield.
Song Zian saw it and knew that the force gun was ineffective against Qianye. He snorted, put away the short gun, vibrated the long sword in his hand, and his footwork suddenly accelerated. In an instant, he had circled Qianye several times, and the sword was as strong as the wind.
The rain showers hit him.
Song Zian had seen Qianye's previous battles and knew that he looked a little thin but was actually extremely powerful, so he started with a quick sword attack to defeat Qianye with his speed and combat skills.
There is nothing wrong with Song Zian's tactics, the only thing wrong is that they should not be used on Qianye.
Qianye waved his hand to Zhong Yue, and the ordinary sword edge seemed to suddenly lose weight. It stuck to Zhuyue, and then made several circles in the void, almost causing his long sword to fly away.
These swords were so light and delicate that they immediately shocked Song Zian. Faced with this battle situation that was completely different from what he expected, he actually stopped. How could Qianye let go of this opportunity and swung his sword to counterattack, Dongyue
It trembles and makes a low moan, appearing and disappearing in the air like a fish swimming upstream in the rapids.
Song Zian's reaction was not slow. After a pause, he immediately returned to normal and faced the battle calmly. His hands were extremely light and he drew a halo of force one by one. However, Qianye could advance or retreat according to his heart. That heavy slash that many people had seen
The sword, at this moment, seemed like a giant feather, advancing and retreating with Qianye, breaking and shattering the force halos one by one.
The confrontation between the two suddenly turned into a fight, and they were evenly matched!
At this time, everyone was shocked, and many elders on the high platform changed their expressions. Even Mr. Lu opened his eyes wide and stared at the arena without blinking. The ancestor slowly peeled off a lychee and put it into his mouth.
Song Zi'an's heart was burning. In his eyes, every slash and thrust of Qianye was clearly the most ordinary basic sword style, but the timing of using it was astonishing. Not only did he successfully pass through the gaps in the sword's light every time,
, and hit the weakest link with perfect accuracy, crushing his force.
Song Zian made a mistake, and out of the corner of his eye he caught sight of the expressions of the elders on the high platform, and secretly groaned in his heart. He was now about to break through to the twelfth level of general, and he was undoubtedly the number one among his generation in terms of level. If he were to fight
It's so difficult for an eighth-level warrior. Even if you win in the end, your impression in the ancestor's mind will drop significantly.
This battle is not only about winning, but also about winning beautifully!
Song Zian was unable to dismount from the tiger, so he gritted his teeth, swung his long sword, the light was blazing, and slashed hard at Dongyue's sword body.
Qianye raised his eyebrows, knowing that Song Zian wanted to take advantage of the sixth-level sword weapon and the force level advantage to defeat his own heavy sword. If he could cut off Dongyue, he would be able to secure victory in one fell swoop.
Qianye flipped his wrist, and Dongyue's sword turned accordingly. Without evading it, he slashed towards Zhuyue.
When the two swords intersected, Qianye suddenly let out a loud roar, and the force power in his body rose, as if blazing crimson flames were rising into the sky. In the flames of the force, dots of golden light were particularly eye-catching.
In just an instant, Qianye's power reached its peak, and all the natural force within a few meters around him resonated with it. There was even a ray of dark force wrapped around Dongyue's sword edge, and they slashed toward Zhuyue together!
Qianye's true vision clearly showed that Song Zian's Zhuyue was also entangled with the force, and the strength changed with the turning of the sword. However, when both sides struck with all their strength, the superiority and inferiority appeared, and Song Zian's
The force resonance caused by the sword is much smaller than that of Qianye.
The two swords clashed, and Song Zian's body was shaken violently, and his hands could hardly hold the sword hilt. Qianye also suddenly lost all the blood on his face, and his hands holding the sword could not help but tremble.
The two of them staggered apart, and the sword fight was evenly matched.
However, this result shocked all the spectators on the spot.
Song Zian is now close to breaking through, but Qianye is only an eighth-level soldier. The gap between the two sides is not only three levels, but also a huge gap between generals and soldiers. Under such a strength gap, Song Zian was unable to make a single move.
Cutting Qianye out of the field was already considered a poor performance, how could the fight be evenly matched?
Song Zian also had a look of shock on his face, looking at Qianye in disbelief, and shouted out loud: "You are hiding your strength, you are not a warrior..."
In the middle of his words, Song Zian immediately stopped talking.
He was so frightened just now that he lost his composure. Under the eyes of his ancestors, how could it be possible for a mere general to conceal his rank? As soon as these words came out, Song Zian knew that his performance had failed again.
The ancestor was eating melon seeds at the moment and looking at this place. Although she didn't say anything, her eyes were sharp. Don't try to hide any little moves from her.
Song Zian forced himself to calm down, looked at Qianye, and said coldly: "I am very surprised that you can fight with me to this extent. But that's it. You were seriously injured by the sword just now, weren't you?
"
Qianye suddenly showed a sarcastic smile. After taking a few deep breaths, Dongyue lifted it up again. His momentum was like the tide rising in the blue sea, slowly pushing up without falling at all.
Song Zian could hardly believe his eyes, how could Qianye be almost unscathed.
In fact, the sword fight between the two sides just now was really evenly matched. Qianye was only one step away from the ninth level, and in terms of strength and physical toughness, he was far above Song Zian. In terms of physical fitness alone, Qianye was already as good as the vampire
A viscount is comparable, but no ordinary human can be compared.
In contrast, Song Zian now only has an advantage in total force power, and does not even have an advantage in weapons. It is logical that they will be evenly matched with one sword.
Song Zian didn't know the key. He glanced at Dongyue, and then his eyes condensed. Dongyue's dark, unremarkable sword actually had no flaws at all. This means that, at least in terms of material, this sword
The simple epee is no worse than the sixth-level Zhuyue.
Song Zian took a deep breath, shook his hand, and a bright moon suddenly appeared above his head, shining in the sky. The long sword in his hand could not help trembling, and it shed thousands of sword lights like water and moonlight, attacking Qianye.
This is the secret sword skill of the Gaoling Song family: Mingyue Tianxin. At this time, he no longer cares about leaving a backup force for the next battle. If he fails here, what will happen next.
However, Qianye's momentum was already strong at this moment. With a loud shout, Dongyue was chopped down in the air!