Jian Wushuang's words about accepting all comers really annoyed these Dragon Palace disciples. Many of the disciples who had broken through to the fifth level were eager to try, but this played into Jian Wushuang's plan.
Almost all of these disciples have completed the sea transformation, while Jian Wushuang may have barely reached the fifth level in terms of understanding of artistic conception. Many disciples who have broken through the fifth level are stronger than him, but his greatest advantage is the power of the burst of spiritual power.
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He won the fifth duel again by overwhelming him with absolute strength.
Followed by Game 6, Game 7... until Game 11!
Win all eleven duels!
The Dragon Palace disciples on the martial arts field were so shocked that they were speechless.
If Jian Wushuang only won one or two duels in a row, this would not be a big deal. But now Jian Wushuang has won eleven matches in a row. Among these eleven duels, except for the three people at the front who only made it past the fourth floor.
The other eight people all managed to get through the fifth level and were defeated by Jian Wushuang.
"It's strength. This swordsman's strength is too strong. It's much stronger than the Perfection of the Sea."
"Obviously it's just the sea, but it's so powerful?"
"He has fought eleven times in a row. Why do I feel that his spiritual energy has not weakened at all? Doesn't he need to consume spiritual energy to fight against others?"
Everyone was amazed.
What they marveled at was Jian Wushuang's strength and the vastness of his spiritual power.
Needless to say, in terms of power, it is much stronger than the Perfection of the Sea, but the vastness of the spiritual power is also shocking.
You should know that there were eleven duels. Among the eleven duels, Jian Wushuang was in a tough fight in several of them. How much spiritual power was consumed by the continuous duels?
An ordinary warrior would probably be able to last only two or three duels at most, and would have to stop immediately to rest and recover his spiritual power. But what about Jian Wushuang?
Fight! Fight! Fight!
After eleven consecutive duels, Jian Wushuang won all the battles without any pause at all. Not only that, but after eleven duels, Jian Wushuang's spiritual aura did not weaken at all?
His condition is still at its peak?
What kind of monster is this?
Everyone felt incredible.
"But who else wants to compete with me for points?" Jian Wushuang looked around with a majestic aura.
The surrounding Dragon Palace disciples looked at each other, but no one came forward.
Jian Wushuang has won eleven games in a row and has used his strong record to prove to everyone that he is not a soft persimmon but a big and hard iron plate. If he goes up against this iron plate, he will lose face. The key is that
One thousand points.
To them, one thousand points is not a small amount.
"Is there no one left?" Jian Wushuang looked at everyone's eyes and nodded contentedly. But just when he was about to turn around and leave, a light voice suddenly sounded.
"It's very lively here."
There was a hint of smile in the voice, followed by a handsome man wearing luxurious robes who slowly appeared in front of everyone.
"Nangongjie!"
"Hasn't he been in seclusion? Why are he here?"
"Haha, now it's interesting."
There was a commotion all around. Apparently these Dragon Palace disciples knew this handsome man.
Jian Wushuang also looked at the handsome man. His slender figure and handsome face had a hint of free and ethereal temperament. From the appearance, he was almost perfect.
"I just came out of seclusion and heard that a new person came to the Dragon Palace today, and he said that anyone who has passed the fifth floor can challenge him. Isn't that a big statement?" said the handsome man Nangong Jie.
Smiling lightly, his eyes were instantly locked on Jian Wushuang.
"Brother Nangongjie said that, but he was only talking about the Dragon Palace disciples at the level of Huahai. Why are you, an innate golden elixir who has broken through half a year ago, here to join in the fun?" Fatty Wang couldn't help but drink.
Most of the Dragon Palace disciples are transformed into the sea, but there are also a few who have broken through and reached the golden elixir level. Nangong Jie is one of them.
"Oh, I didn't know that your brother made a distinction between Huahai and Jindan when he said that. Of all the Dragon Palace disciples he mentioned, I have only made it past the fifth level. Naturally, I am one of them."
"Furthermore, your brother's understanding of the artistic conception of heaven and earth is obviously average, but he has defeated so many Dragon Palace disciples who have broken through the fifth level. Isn't it because his strength is much stronger than others?"
"I estimate that even if he explodes with all his strength, he won't be much weaker than an innate golden elixir. If I challenge him, I won't be bullying him." Nangong Jie said.
"Isn't this swordsman just relying on his strength to be superior to Hua Hai Yuan Wan to defeat so many disciples in succession? Why can't he retreat now when he encounters a stronger one?" Immediately, some disciples around him shouted.
"You..." Fatty Wang wanted to say something else.
"Boss Wang Yuan, you don't need to say anything." Jian Wushuang waved his hand to interrupt Fatty Wang and continued, "Since I said that all disciples who have passed the fifth level can challenge me, I will never go back on it."
"Nangongjie, I promise to have a bet with you, but the bet is still only one thousand points."
"A thousand points?" Nangong Jie raised his eyebrows and said, "Okay."
"I'm taking action." Nangong Jie smiled faintly, but at this moment, his figure began to slowly dissipate.
Wow!
A sword light appeared silently in front of Jian Wushuang.
"So fast."
Jian Wushuang was shocked. He also understood the sword technique of the wind and was good at speed. But at this moment, Nangong Jie's burst of speed made it impossible for him to fully see clearly. He even didn't see when the opponent drew his sword.
The majestic sword intent of the earth exploded and Jian Wushuang chose to defend without hesitation.
Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!
Ten swords erupted from Nangong Jie's hand, each one faster and more powerful than the last.
Jian Wushuang had gone all out, exploding 100% of his strength and tried his best to resist with the sword intent of the earth. But even so, when the sword shadows swept towards him like poisonous snakes, he still had an idea that he couldn't resist.
Abrupt... snap!
The sword edge passed by Jian Wushuang's right wrist, leaving a very clear sword mark. When Jian Wushuang's wrist hurt, he released his strength and the three killing swords fell directly to the ground.
"Third brother, are you okay?" Fatty Wang, Yang Zaixuan, and Su Rou all rushed over immediately.
"It's okay." Jian Wushuang shook his head and picked up the Three Kills Sword again.
"Nangongjie's sparring has just finished, but your attack is too harsh." Fatty Wang shouted in a low voice.
"Oops, I'm sorry I missed it."
Nangong Jie quickly said that it seemed that he had done it accidentally, but the joking smile on the corner of his mouth made everyone understand that he did it on purpose.