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Chapter Seventeen The First World War

This sword is extremely simple, leaving no room for change. It carries the force of the force and falls down like a waterfall falling from the sky.

As soon as the sword fell, most of the sword light from Song Zian's attack disappeared.

After the power of Dongyue's sword was gone, it regenerated and changed, sweeping back and sweeping away, and all the remaining withered moonlight was destroyed.

After breaking Song Zian's Mingyue Tianxin, Qianye immediately moved his sword with both hands, switched from defense to offense, and slashed at Song Zian wildly. This time it was just a random attack, and he couldn't even recognize the basic sword style.

However, every time Qianye attacks, the power of the sword is extremely heavy. Its power can break mountains, cover seas, and even make the moon and stars fall!

On the high platform, Mr. Lu's eyes lit up, and he immediately slapped the table and praised: "What a great swordsmanship!"

Mrs. An Guogong washed her hands in the water brought by the maid, and nodded slowly, saying, "That makes sense."

This is the evaluation of the ancestors of the Song family! For the younger generation of children, to be able to say "justifiable" is a very high praise, and you may not hear it once for several years. Among the hundreds of children of the Song clan, only Song Zicheng and Song Zining have the highest praise.

Similar compliments.

The face of the great elder on the side became even darker. The ancestor's extremely high praise was obviously not meant for Song Zian.

At this moment, Song Zian's sword is constantly blooming with pieces of moonlight, and there are thousands of wonderful images in the sky. It is obvious that he has practiced Ming Yue Tianxin to a certain extent. Countless moonlights are connected into one piece, gradually surrounding him, and it looks like he is in the sky.

In a huge full moon.

People who understand this set of secret techniques can't help but marvel, this is the power of Tianxin. Once it is perfect, it will send out a powerful blow.

Qianye was not affected at all. He seemed to be in high spirits, and suddenly let out a long roar. The power of the Dongyue sword changed again, sometimes as heavy as a mountain, sometimes as delicate as silk, and the transition between light, heavy, slow and fast was completely invisible, like an antelope hanging its horns.

Ke Xun. His pace is also more leisurely.

However, the changes in the situation on the field were extremely clear. Every time Dongyue's sword passed by, the huge full moon would become weaker and never perfect. In the end, Song Zian's forehead was covered with sweat. He wanted to push Mingyue Tianxin to the extreme.

, just barely supported the immortality of the full moon.

On the stage, Mr. Lu kept stroking his hands and praising: "Good, good, good fight!"

The First Elder's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot. Does Mr. Lu's words mean that Song Zian deserves to be beaten?

However, at this time, Song Zian did not have so many distracting thoughts, but he showed resilience. Although he was at a disadvantage, he could still support it. Moreover, with his rank as a warrior, his battery life should be much stronger than Qianye. If the stalemate continued, he would still be able to sustain it.

will win.

Qianye's eyes suddenly turned dark blue, and Song Zian's figure was clearly reflected in them.

Song Zian suddenly felt his heart tightening. Although he felt like he was being suppressed from the beginning, the movement of his hands was still stagnant. Qianye seized on this small flaw in his strength and slashed Dongyue Lu Chenhai three times in a row.

Remember, Song Zian's full moon was knocked down in one fell swoop!

Song Zian was shocked and wanted to fight back, but the sword in his hand became lighter and heavier. His whole body movements were stagnant, as if his limbs were covered with cobwebs, which was indescribably awkward. At the critical moment, his heart suddenly jumped.

It hurt again.

Song Zian's force was unstable for a moment, but Qianye did not attack. Instead, he took a few steps back and Dongyue slowly lifted him up.

Qianye shouted loudly and struck out three more swords like lightning!

The first sword chopped up the moonlight, and each second sword shattered Song Zian's protective force. The third sword went straight to Song Zian's lower abdomen, and threw him into the air with a slight pick.

Qianye held Dongyue in his left hand, pulled out the force gun with his right hand, and fired several shots at Song Zian, who had just flown to the highest point and was about to fall, until he lost his force power!

The great elder on the stage suddenly stood up and shouted: "Sister! How dare you!"

In Qianye's hand was the level 5 pistol issued by the Song clan, which was far less powerful than the Twin Flowers. However, at this moment, Song Zian's force defense had just been broken. Even as a warrior, he could not withstand such an intensive bombardment.

Song Zian screamed in agony, blood spurted out from his body, and his body rolled several times in the air. None of those shots missed, and he was completely eaten.

The great elder roared angrily: "Junior is seeking death!" He jumped out of the high platform, used his palm instead of his sword, and slashed out towards Qianye from a distance. A streak of moonlight spanned the distance and headed towards Qianye.

It is also Mingyue Tianxin, but when used by the Great Elder, it has the power to split the world.

"Stop!" Song Tu, who was rushing to the side of the field, roared angrily and blocked Yuehua.

However, this was a powerful blow from the Great Elder out of hatred. Song Tu was immediately knocked backwards and a mouthful of blood spurted out. Although the beam of moonlight was blocked by Song Tu, it became much darker, but the remaining half was still

Fly to Qianye.

Qianye's eyes had completely turned into deep azure blue, locking onto the moonlight that was coming toward his face.

The extremely harmonious moonlight suddenly had a slight distortion. Although it was very weak, the originally solid sword light finally saw its flaw. Qianye threw away the force pistol, held Dongyue with both hands, and held his breath while concentrating, the heavy sword was like a drag.

With tens of millions of tons of sea water, it rises with difficulty, moves forward, and pierces the moonlight with sword light.

When the two sharp edges met, a pair of bright wings of light suddenly spread out from behind Qianye.

As if spring thunder exploded in the void, the moonlight slashed out by the great elder was split apart by Dongyue's sword.

Qianye's whole body shook violently, and he suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood. The light wings behind him also twisted and gradually disappeared. His hands and mouth were stained with blood, and his arms were shaking violently, but his body still stood upright.

Qianye actually took the Great Elder’s sword!

Almost everyone in the audience couldn't believe their eyes. The Great Elder's combat power was among the top ten among the Song clan. Even if most of the power of this sword was blocked by Song Tu, it was still not something that an ordinary warrior could take.

Even the great elder who was standing in the air was stunned, not expecting that his full-strength attack had no effect. He immediately became furious, waved his hand, and another ray of moonlight came out like a rainbow.

However, the moonlight only flew halfway when it was suddenly cut off by something, and the entire light disappeared. The elders on the high platform could clearly see that what cut off the moonlight of the great elder was just a peeled lychee.

The lychee in Mrs. An Guogong's hand has disappeared.

"Zhongcheng, what does this look like?" Mrs. An Guogong said slowly.

The first elder hurriedly flew back to the high platform, bowed and said: "Zian has been defeated, but the junior still did this vicious thing. His mind is really wrong, so I want to teach him a lesson."

Mrs. An Guogong said calmly: "I have said long ago that the martial arts test does not care about life and death. Even if he killed Zian on the spot, it means that my son of the Song Dynasty is not good at learning. I am not dead yet, and the rules set by him are gone.

Used it?"

The great elder saw sweat on his forehead and said hurriedly: "Son, I don't dare!"

Mrs. An Guogong sighed, "With your move, everyone in the world will see that I, the Song Clan, don't even have the capacity to accommodate anyone. Who else will dare to surrender in the future? Go down and hand over the responsibility to the elders yourself."

Position. In the next five years, the application rate of your branch will be halved."

The great elder's face suddenly turned pale, and the clan's expenses were halved. This was a very severe punishment. Although it was only five years, it meant that during these five years, the development of his lineage would be suppressed, and the situation would become even more difficult.

He was competing with Song Zhongnian.

Mrs. An Guogong said again: "Pour a glass of Tianfeng Yulu wine in my room and give it to the child, so as not to hurt the roots."

The two maids immediately jumped off the high platform and hurried away, while the elders were slightly moved.

It is no exaggeration to say that the Tianfeng Yulu wine collected by our ancestors is priceless. It is not only a healing medicine, but also has the benefit of cultivating a solid foundation for cultivation.

Qianye received a blow from the Great Elder, and the most important injury was that the Moonlight Sword Qi entered his body and was difficult to remove. All the elders present were able to treat this kind of injury. Mrs. An Guogong actually took out such a treasure.

This is actually compensation in disguise.

Someone on the martial arts field carried Song Zian down to treat his injuries. He was shot several times, and the deepest wound reached his heart. No matter how good medicine was for this kind of injury, it would take at least several months to recover. In other words, his back

The assessment items have been abolished.

But the matter is not over yet. After this conflict passed, everyone recalled the light wing talent form that Qianye showed, and many people couldn't help but show strange expressions.

Generally speaking, the talent form will not appear until the warrior is at level 13 or above, but it is not too unusual to condense it in advance. Every family has some such geniuses. If Qianye defeats the warrior at level 8, he cannot use it to

It's common sense, so no one is particularly surprised.

But which family’s bloodline or secret method does this pair of light wings belong to?

In fact, when Qianye emerged from the guest elimination round as the number one, some people had already begun to talk privately, suspecting that he was a member of a noble family who hid his identity to assist him in boxing, and that he might even come from other sects or high-ranking families.

Although this does not violate the rules of the game, and you must know that in an empire where the hierarchy of noble families, nobles, and civilians is strict, it is definitely a commendable skill to allow a high-ranking disciple to hide his surname and become a guest warrior. But as this person

If strength destroys the balance in this way, it will inevitably arouse criticism.

Song Zining sat still, as if he didn't feel the eyes around him at all. Qianye took some medicine and treated the wounds on his hands. He hugged Dongyue and leaned on the back of the chair to rest his mind. Of course, he also paid attention to the surrounding comments.

turn a deaf ear.

The questions raised by the elders on the high platform were much more subtle. Only a few people exchanged glances and whispered a word or two.

Song Zhongxing, who had a bad temper, sneered and said: "What Yunkongzhiyu? It's not like you have never seen the secret combat skills of the White Clan. It's the same thing. Besides, even if it is, I, the Song Clan, can do it with my face."

Is it safe? Should the juniors from the White Clan be better than me, the Song Clan?"

Before he could continue speaking, the clan leader Song Zhongnian quickly winked and stopped his own brother who was about to offend others.

At this time, Mr. Lu said, "It is indeed not Yunkongzhiyu." Mrs. An Guogong didn't even bother to move her eyes, so the elders fell silent.

There is no suspense in the following battle. The strong will win and the weak will lose. Finally, the top eight will be decided.

These eight people will fight again tomorrow to finally decide who comes first in the big test. At this point, only one guest warrior, Qianye and Song Zian, is left among the guest warriors. The gap between ordinary warriors and children of aristocratic families is thus reflected.

Although he has rich experience, it is far from making up for the huge gap in material and childhood foundation.

It’s no wonder that the Great Elder Song Zhongcheng was so out of character. It was obvious that his department had spent a lot of money for this big exam. Especially for martial arts, they were well prepared and determined to get the highest score in one fell swoop. However, Qianye was defeated by Qianye in the eighth grade.

In the strong match, he defeated Song Zian and completely failed.

That night, Qianye drank Tianfeng Jade Dew wine and immediately fell into a deep sleep. He didn't wake up until dawn the next day.

When he woke up, he suddenly felt something strange about his body, so he hurriedly looked inside, only to find that the ninth force node had been ignited unknowingly, and the injury had completely recovered.


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