"Thank you for your mercy, senior brother. Junior brother knows that his cultivation is limited and he is very ashamed. I lost this competition." Qin Xiao walked over and saluted the disciple of the Weapon Refining Pavilion. The disciple of the Weapon Refining Pavilion only used some physical attacks.
Weapons, like the divine attack weapon, were not used at all. It was obvious that he was showing mercy. Otherwise, how could Qin Xiao have sustained it for so long?
This disciple of the Weapon Refining Pavilion had a rather forthright temperament and laughed loudly: "If you lose, you lose. There is no mercy. The war supervisor elder has announced the result. Since you won, just look forward to the next competition."
A small competition did not cause much trouble, and a new round of competition continued. During the battle, all the disciples of Zhuhai showed their magical powers and knocked their opponents off the stage one after another, which attracted praise from the elders. Wei Ziqing had two big irons.
The hammer whirred on the stage as it was swung in the wind,
The moves are wide open and close, forcing the opponent to retreat continuously. The swings of the two big hammers actually have a bit of the Wanliu Sword Technique. It is not easy to integrate the sword technique into your own weapons.
, although there is no sword intention, its shape and power are not bad at all.
Ning Bufan's competition was also very exciting. Ning Bugui taught him his Ten Thousand Sword Techniques step by step. Although he was young and his cultivation was not sufficient, his victory was due to his understanding of the sword's intention. The sword's power was full of the feeling of everlasting life.
Feel.
Yun Feiyang attracted a burst of exclamations as soon as he came on the scene. Even if he usually wore a kitchen knife on his waist, people who knew him thought he did it for cooking convenience. Only when it came to the battle did he realize that this big kitchen knife was actually him.
Some people actually chose to use kitchen knives to make magical implements, which really surprised everyone.
His opponent was even worse. He was forced to use the kitchen knife, which was usually used for chopping vegetables and deboning, and was completely unable to use it. As he swung and slashed, his moves were cunning and vicious, and the knife never left the person's vitals. If you look closely, you can see that the knife's
The moves actually include a sword with a bit of Wanliu Sword Technique.
Everyone twitched when they saw it. How could it be so outrageous? It’s not like Chaoyang Sect doesn’t have powerful sword techniques. It’s nothing to use Wanliu Sword Technique with a kitchen knife, but it happened to be quite decent. This made those who were still holding the sword
Jue's disciple who studies the sword intent so hard is so embarrassed.
The disciples who were watching in the audience couldn't help but wailed. Even if the Wanliu Sword Technique is a must-learn sword technique for Chaoyang Sect's inner disciples, it doesn't matter if they use kitchen knives. Why can even those who hold hammers use it? What's wrong with the disciples of Zhuhai?
Everyone is so weird.
This is not all of Yun Feiyang's abilities. During the competition, Yun Feiyang suddenly took a few steps back, inserted the kitchen knife into his waist, and raised his hand to throw out a few spiritual talismans. These spiritual talismans floated in the void with his movements.
, suddenly the color of the world changes, wind and thunder
There were bursts of thunder from the sky and the ground without any warning, and several thunderbolts as thick as a bowl flew down like lightning. The glistening blue light fell from the sky, only splitting his opponent into crispy skin on the outside and charred on the inside.
You can smell the smell of burning hair from afar.
"The Xuantian Thunder Talisman Array, well, our Chaoyang Sect has never had a talent capable of making the Spirit Talisman Array for several generations. Junior Brother Ning, your disciple has a limitless future." Feng Yuan praised.
"Not only that, Yun Feiyang's moves just now were very cunning and unstoppable, and he knocked the Wanliu Sword Jue to the core. Although using a kitchen knife was a bit strange, there was also the fat man who actually used a big hammer to cut off the "fierce" character of the Wanliu Sword Jue.
After using it, fusion is already a difficult task, yes, it is really good." Fang He was also filled with admiration.
"That's right, all of my disciples are elites." Ning Zhiyang looked proud.
Later, Qin Xiao encountered another competition. Fortunately, his opponent was only a disciple from the early stage of Sihai. Qin Xiao relied on the exquisite speed of Sui Feng Bu to knock this disciple off the stage.
This time, Ning Bugui and Ling Haotian had a competition. The two stages were far apart. Ning Bugui took the lead and jumped onto his stage. Seeing that his opponent was just a junior who had just advanced to the early stage of concentration, he was concerned about the competition with the second junior brother.
No holding back, Hun
The momentum of his body increased, but he did not draw his sword. He jumped up, raised his palm and pressed down on the junior disciple's head. The disciple was forced back several steps by the powerful force of the palm, and then the sword in his hand was lifted up.
Ning Bugui had already waved three palms in succession.
A palm hit the stage, and the huge force of the palm immediately shattered the wooden boards on the stage into pieces. When his hand was drawn in the void, these broken boards did not fall to the ground, but were suspended in the void.
, flew towards this disciple through the air, and broke the disciple's sword power with one palm before he wanted to
The condensed sword light immediately dissipated, and the third palm followed the pressure, knocking the disciple directly off the stage. Although they were both in the state of concentration, there was an insurmountable gap between the initial stage and the Mahayana stage, let alone a disciple who had been famous for many years.
I would rather not return, but the three palms are already merciful.
He ended his competition smoothly. Ning Bugui jumped off the stage amidst the admiration from all around. After a few ups and downs, he came to Ling Haotian's competition stage. The competition here had not yet started. Ling Haotian stood proudly on the stage.
The light blue robe moved without any wind, and the androgynous face was filled with an aura of arrogance, as if a magic weapon that had been hidden in the scabbard for many years suddenly reappeared in the light of day, bursting with pride and arrogance.
His opponent was also an arrogant young man, his eyes full of arrogance, and he said arrogantly: "Join Tianfeng Yue Canghai, you will be defeated!"
The corners of Ling Haotian's mouth were slightly raised, with a hint of ridicule in his smile, "Zhuhai Ling Haotian, remember my name, because you will remember today's defeat for the rest of your life."
Both of them are arrogant people, but I don't know who will be arrogant to the end. In an instant, the momentum of both of them continued to rise, their spiritual power surged, and a gust of wind blew up. Suddenly Yue Canghai moved, and he took the lead in pulling out.
The sword was unsheathed and he rushed forward, his sword intent moving in all directions, with a feeling of arrogance and disdain for the world, and a dazzling sword light burst out from the long sword.
Ling Haotian looked calm. With the sound of a long sword being unsheathed, the long sword behind him instantly appeared in his hand. As soon as the Wanliu Sword Technique was launched, a surge of sword intent surged in the air.
As if watching over the world, I am the only one who dominates, and as if the world is not there, I have existed since the beginning, and the violent sword intent suddenly submerged Yue Canghai's figure in it.
"Choke! Choke!" The two swords collided together, making a sound of fine iron. The two of them jumped up at the same time, fighting fiercely in mid-air. Their shots were extremely fast, and strong sword energy came from the place where the two of them were fighting.
There were random shots all around. If it weren't for the special prohibition protection on the stage, the stage might have collapsed at this moment. Seeing how fierce the competition was, the onlookers quickly retreated and dispersed.
When the two of them fell to the ground again, they were both in a state of embarrassment. Although they did not suffer any substantial damage, there were some scratches on their clothes. Yue Canghai said coldly: "You are very powerful, but this time we compete with others everywhere."
The leader of the realm must be me."
Ling Haotian sneered, pointed his sword at the sky, and said proudly: "Compared to being the leader of the world, my goal is higher and further!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the monstrous sword intent surged out, and he stabbed out with a sword, carrying the force of wind and thunder, and struck away in an instant.
Yue Canghai swung out his long sword, and a dazzling sword energy whizzed through the air. Ling Haotian's momentum did not slow down. He missed the step and dodged the sword energy coming towards him. He swung three swords in a row, and the three sword energy were like meteors and lightning.
They flew towards Yue Canghai at a very sharp angle. At the same time, Ling Haotian leaped into the air, held his sword in both hands and slashed down towards Yue Canghai, the speed was jaw-dropping.
The three sword energies almost blocked Yue Canghai's opportunity to take action. They were both in the Mahayana stage of the Four Seas Realm, so it was impossible for him to be defeated so easily. Yue Canghai refused to evade, and his long sword suddenly made a buzzing sound.
With a roar, a ten-foot-long sword light burst out at the same time.
Containing astonishing energy fluctuations, he slashed out with a sword and collided with the three sword energies, making a deafening roar. At this time, Ling Haotian in mid-air had already attacked head-on, and Yue Canghai returned his sword in front of him.
Hands, swing the sword with both hands into the air to block.
Ling Haotian's momentum suddenly rose again, and he vaguely had a posture that surpassed that of Yue Canghai. The powerful momentum was suppressed directly towards Yue Canghai. The air around him was stagnant, making Yue Canghai feel breathless.
He let out a loud roar, swung his sword and attacked Ling Haotian.
Sword energy continued to fly out from the arena, and the sword intentions of the two people kept colliding with each other. However, Yue Canghai felt pressure that he had never experienced before. It was so oppressive that he could hardly lift his head.
The arrogant sword intention in Ling Haotian's sword intention became weaker and weaker, almost reaching the edge of collapse.
Ling Haotian's figure seemed to be an insurmountable mountain in his eyes. It was a heavy mountain, like Mount Tai weighing on its top, making it impossible for him to escape.
"What a Wanliu Sword Technique. The word "Ba" actually made this kid use it so well. Good! Very good!" Fang He clapped his hands in praise repeatedly, his eyes full of relief, as if you, Ling Haotian, were his own.
Just like disciples.
Ning Zhiyang glanced sideways at him, "It's my business if my disciple is excellent, it has nothing to do with you, why are you so happy?"
"Haha, this kid has been taught by me several times. I can consider him half a master. Of course I'm happy." Fang He touched the beard on his chin with a smile on his face.
"Hmph! You have so many disciples that you can't discipline yourself, but you still have time to teach my disciples. Be careful, I will go to Luoxia Peak every day to teach your disciples in a few days." Ning Zhiyang smiled sinisterly,
It's not him who has the final say when it comes to giving advice or something.
"I want to make trouble on my mountain again, but there is no way. However, this kid is really good! Not bad!"
"The sword intent comprehended by these two people is somewhat similar. Unfortunately, Yue Canghai's sword intent does not seem to be as profound as Ling Haotian's, so it was suppressed. I think it will be a matter of time before we lose the game." Fourth Elder Zeng Deshou said.
"My disciple is indeed not as good as him! Senior Brother Ning is indeed a good teacher!" Seventh Elder Wang Yuzhi said with a smile: "This battle reminds me of the first time we participated in the Qianyuan Martial Arts Competition. At that time, I was also beaten by Senior Brother Ning.
The suppressed sword intent cannot be found in the north, and it has been so many years in a blink of an eye."
When Wang Yuzhi said this, several elders felt a little bit. Ling Haotian's battle on the stage was almost over. Yue Canghai was almost beaten by Ling Haotian. His sword intention collapsed and his fighting spirit had faded. However, the arrogance in his heart made him
Not wanting to step down just like that, he barely managed to hold on. Under Ling Haotian's overwhelming sword intent, his whole body was like a small boat in the stormy sea, almost about to overturn.
A sudden change occurred. Ling Haotian was about to deliver the final blow to knock Yue Canghai off the stage. The sword intent in his body suddenly stagnated and then disappeared. The spiritual power in his body also began to surge wildly. It seemed extremely unstable and could be broken at any time.