Chapter 189 There are still masters!
In the calm air, the third day of the arena competition began.
The first group was the disciples of Qi and Blood Second Transformation Realm. The Hidden Sword Pavilion sent Huang Hao, a master on the Hidden Dragon Ranking, ranked 68th on the Hidden Dragon Ranking.
The ranking of sixty-eight may not seem high, but there are more than tens of millions of warriors in the entire Dali Dynasty?
He is not just ranked sixty-eight, he is ranked among the top sixty-eight in the realm of Qi and Blood Transformation under the age of thirty.
Everyone in the Hidden Dragon Ranking has attracted much attention, and all of them can be called geniuses.
Being able to enter the Qianlong Ranking, no matter how high it is, is a great honor in itself and a proof of strength.
On the Sword Sect’s side, the female disciple from Yue Feng was sent, Ning purple.
When Xie Yuan was working in the back hall of the main peak, he often saw Ning Zi and even talked to her.
She has a bright and majestic appearance, and a very fierce temperament. The most impressive thing is her figure that is almost as hot as her temperament, which often makes people wonder where to put it.
Ning Zi and Xing Zhi are similar. They are both in the same realm and are leaders in the sect.
The difference is that after all, her cultivation has already dominated the Second Transformation Realm, and she often walks at the foot of the mountain. She is much more famous than Xing Zhi. Many people have heard of this hot and sharp person. Female swordsman. Although he is not on the Hidden Dragon List, his strength cannot be underestimated.
Huang Hao watched the dazzling Ning Zi take the stage, his eyes lowered, and he raised his hands rather shyly and said:
"I have met Junior Sister Ning, and I would like to ask Junior Sister Ning to give me some advice."
“Senior Brother Huang, you’re welcome.”
Ning Zi said coldly, leaving Huang Hao at a loss.
When the competition began, Huang Hao calmed down and in an instant he changed from a simple and honest young man who panicked when he saw a beautiful woman to a sharp swordsman who never moved forward.
He was worthy of being a hero on the Hidden Dragon List. As soon as he made a move, the sword shadow filled the sky, submerging Ning Zi, who was originally radiant, like a fragile little flower in the storm, disappearing in an instant.
As soon as this move was made, everyone knew that the outcome was determined and sighed.
There is really a huge gap between the ones inside and outside the Qianlong list, like two realms.
However, the situation on the field suddenly changed.
In the storm, a butterfly struggled to fly out.
Ning Zi didn't know how to escape from this storm of swords, and suddenly bullied Huang Hao.
She was covered in blood, her fair skin was covered with scars, and even her clothes had many holes, like a butterfly with broken wings.
Even though they were happily reunited, no one cared about this at this time. The audience all held their breaths as they watched Ning Zi, who suddenly approached, and handed out a brilliant sword!
The sword light is like a rainbow, crossing the field. At the critical moment, Huang Hao tilted his head back, and an iron bridge almost touched the ground. He escaped from this fatal sword, but his forehead was scratched, and his face was covered with blood.
Fortunately, this was just a skin injury. Huang Hao broke out in cold sweat. He was about to swing his sword to meet the enemy, but saw Ning Zi sheathing her sword and said coldly:
"I surrender."< br>
She covered her wound, minding her own business, and dragged a trail of blood on the high platform.
Without one hit, she had no strength to fight anymore.
Huang Hao stared blankly at her beautiful back. It wasn't until the referee called him several times that he came back to his senses. When he was about to leave the stage, he couldn't help but look back again.
This battle was the closest to victory for the Yunshan Sword Sect so far. Ning Zi's sword was just a hair away from defeat, killing Qianlong with one sword.
However, although it did not hit Huang Hao, it seemed to have pierced his heart. He was still unconscious for a long time after he stepped down from the stage.
It’s just a competition, why are you working so hard?
Huang Hao looked towards the Yunshan Sword Sect again, and saw that all the disciples looked solemn, and felt inexplicably melancholy.
Xie Yuanzheng's eyes lit up and he exclaimed that it was wonderful. Ning Zi's rainbow piercing the sun was so powerful that it was just a hair away from victory, which was disappointing. However, even if there was no merit, such a stunning move made Xie Yuan's blood boil, and he wished he could go up and try it himself.
Then the next moment, he got the chance to go on stage.
"Zhang Shan, go and sweep up the blood, be careful, Zhen Yang will come on stage soon."
The steward ordered.
“Oh...”
Xie Yuan returned to reality, took the broom and mop and came on stage conscientiously, and started cleaning with several other handyman disciples.
“This Ning Zi is really not simple, she almost killed Huang Hao in the Qianlong List!”
“Yeah, no one thought that, I’m afraid if it happens again In one minute, those masters and elders won’t have time to take action, and Huang Hao will die on the spot!”
"The Yunshan Sword Sect is really trying its best. Such a beautiful woman doesn't care about losing her appearance at all..."
"The sect must have good medicine for wounds, right? But that's not the case. Simple. I will never forget the grace of that sword.”
"Hey, tell me...could it be this Ning Zi who went to see Yao Tianchuan last night?"
"Huh? No way, she is a woman..."
" He didn't say whether it was a boy or a girl, maybe it was a girl? Hey, maybe the rumor about the broken sword heart was wrong, but it was actually an emotional entanglement. Ge, a beautiful woman is mistaken for life at first sight..."
"Don't be too outrageous."
"Then tell me, who can make Yao Tianchuan, who was in the limelight yesterday, lose the sword directly. Can’t hold it firmly? It’s said that it’s a master in the same field, but I think it’s more likely that it’s a female cultivator..."
The audience discussed for a while and then returned to last night's topic, guessing the identity of the mysterious master.
Situ Qin heard the whispers from the nearby audience, and then looked at Xie Yuan who was serious on the high platform, feeling inexplicably funny.
The mysterious master is sweeping the floor on this stage now!
Obviously standing in front of everyone, but everyone turned a blind eye.
No one would care about a handyman, except Situ Qin. She was the only one on and off the stage with her eyes always circling Xie Yuan and the corners of her mouth slightly raised.
After the arena was cleared, Xie Yuan and several other servants stepped down, and two male disciples with different aura stood up.
The direct disciple of Yunshan Sword Sect’s head, Qin Zhenyang, the 26th on the Qianlong Ranking, and the eldest disciple of the Hidden Sword Pavilion, He Jin, the seventh on the Qianlong Ranking.
All the spectators were in high spirits and looked forward eagerly to see what kind of battle this battle between the chief disciple and the top of the Hidden Dragon Ranking would be.
The two proud men of their respective sects stood neatly on the stage, each giving a salute.
Qin Zhenyang said peacefully:
"I've heard of Senior Brother He's name a long time ago. When I saw him today, he is really well-known."
He Jin, with a calm expression, shook his head and said:
"Senior Brother Qin is polite, and I also appreciate this battle." I have been looking forward to it for a long time, and I would like to ask Senior Brother Qin to give me some advice.”
The two of them greeted each other politely, unlike other sect disciples who were cursing, and had the demeanor of a chief.
The referee gave the order, and the most anticipated sword show among the disciples began.
Different from being polite as a courtesy, as soon as the two of them drew their swords, they just tested a few moves and sensed the strength of their opponents, and suddenly they exploded.
Qin Zhenyang's long sword turned, and the power of the sword suddenly rose up, as if rising from a high mountain, with misty clouds and mist, and the thick and condensed blade of the sword broke through the clouds and went straight to the blue sky!
His swordsmanship is versatile, with the heaviness of mountains and the elegance of clouds. It changes from light to heavy, and is so powerful that it is impossible to see the next move.
And He Jin's sword moves have another feeling. He seemed to be transformed into a blue bird, with nimble steps and elegant posture, as if he had escaped the gravity of the ground, flying up and down around Qin Zhenyang with an erratic and strange trajectory. And his swordsmanship is even more angular, as traceless as an antelope hanging its horns. He often makes killing moves suddenly from impossible angles, forcing Qin Zhenyang to defend himself. His sword moves are exquisite and ferocious.
The audience was speechless for a moment, and after a while, they suddenly burst out and exclaimed:
"The Qianshan Wuyin Sword! Qin Zhenyang uses the Qianshan Wuyin Sword!"
"Isn't He Jin using the Flying Bird Jue Gang Slash? Only the masters of the Hidden Sword Pavilion can master it. How can he be so skilled and at ease?"
"Isn't Qin Zhenyang from the Yunshan Sword Sect? Swordsmanship is inherently difficult to learn, and the changes in Qianshan Wuyin are not something that the master can't figure out. The heaviness of the mountain's power and the erraticness of the cloud's power are all three flavors, and it doesn't seem to be forced to learn!"
People kept exclaiming that each of the two chief disciples used one of the two sects’ secret techniques and top swordsmanship!
Such advanced swordsmanship, without extraordinary talent in swordsmanship, would be impossible to get started with, and often requires a master or above to truly master it.
With the talent of the two, they can barely get into this realm, and others will not be too embarrassed. However, looking at the moves of the two, it is obvious that they are very familiar with it, and they have definitely not just learned it!
Such an unpredictable swordsmanship, which has always been the domain of masters, was actually used by two disciples in the Qi and Blood Transformation Realm. No wonder others were shocked.
The audience watched mesmerized, as the two men performed wonderful sword moves in their hands, and they moved back and forth, and the sword light revealed thousands of things. How can such swordsmanship be seen in ordinary times? The audience was all hooked!
Suddenly, something changed in He Jin's hand. As he swung his long sword, a black light extended along the edge of the sword, violently cutting and smashing the thousands of mountains and ravines and boundless clouds in front of him!
Qin Zhenyang's sword movement stopped and he suddenly slid back a few steps, revealing a calm and solemn face.
Opposite him, He Jin stood in the field, his long sword pointed at the sky, and three feet of black light emitted from the three-foot green blade, burning fiercely like black flames.
“Jiangang!”
There were exclamations from the audience again.
When the energy and blood changes, the sword energy can be used to separate from the body and attack the enemy;
In the second state of transformation, the energy generates light, and the sword light can be sent across the sky, like a rainbow penetrating the sun, Just like Ning Zi’s fatal blow;
When it reaches the third state of transformation, the sword light solidifies and forms Gang Qi, which is indestructible and unparalleled in power.
Qin Zhenyang looked at it, and a sword flower danced in his hand, and the surrounding mountains seemed to be uprooted, and clouds and mist were rising. The difference was that his sword also stretched out three feet of green steel, among the cloudy and misty peaks. Constantly hesitating, looming.
"Qin Zhenyang also used Jian Gang! They are going to have a decisive battle!"
The audience chatted excitedly.
Jiangang has infinite power, but it also consumes a lot of money and cannot be used for a long time;
The two people on the stage were already using advanced swordsmanship, and the damage was already considerable. If they added the sword aura, it seemed that they would be victorious in the next battle.
Sure enough, Jian Gang took action, and the two men's moves were three points faster and ten points more dangerous!
The infinitely powerful light reflected each other on the stage, the clouds and mists were cleared, and the birds were cut off. Everyone in the audience was dazzled. Many people could no longer keep up and even closed their eyes to avoid being caught by the shining sword light. Injury to eyes.
Boom——
The swords and swords clashed, and the two men competed with each other, and for a moment they were evenly matched.
Boom, boom, boom.
With continuous loud noises, the two chief disciples realized that their sword moves had no effect on each other, so they abandoned their exquisite moves and used the simplest and most basic sword moves to start a head-on fight.
Such a head-on fight competes with the internal strength of blood and physical reaction, as well as the most basic abilities of a warrior.
Both of them clenched their teeth. Qin Zhenyang even had a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, but his hands did not stop until the last blow——
There was a loud bang, A strong wind blew on the stage, and the burst of light made people subconsciously close their eyes.
When they opened their eyes, the two of them were already standing apart, their swords pointed at the ground, and their swords had rested.
He Jin turned pale, coughed twice, and said seriously:
"Your ranking is low, you should have a place in the top ten."
Qin Zhenyang He nodded slightly, swayed, and reluctantly cupped his hands and said:
“I’ve learned a lesson.”
Until the two men came off the stage, some viewers still didn't react. Did Qin Zhenyang lose?
Xie Yuan sighed after seeing this, this is the strength that a top disciple of the sect should have!
The two people's cultivation level is only between brothers. They fought for the whole game, with frequent high-handed moves and crisscross swords. They almost exhausted each other, and finally the winner was decided. Qin Zhenyang lost. Half a move.
To be able to fight like this with He Jin, who is ranked seventh, it is obvious that Qin Zhenyang's ranking on the Qianlong Ranking is much lower. He Jin said that he should be around ten.
The disciples of Yunshan Sword Sect felt a little regretful when they saw that their senior brother was still defeated, but they also admired him very much.
Qin Zhenyang's display of strength aroused everyone's awe. There was no second disciple in the Hidden Sword Pavilion who could withstand him.
Wei Dong slowly opened his mouth and said:
"Sect Master Li, you have taught me a good disciple."
"My disciple is a good disciple, but my skill in teaching my disciple is still better than Pavilion Master Wei is in trouble."
Li Xingtuo laughed and took all the pot on his body, very satisfied with his eldest disciple.
At the end of today's competition, all the arenas among the disciples came to an end. After five external training sessions and four Qi and Blood Transformation sessions, the Yunshan Sword Sect won one and eight losses.
However, compared to the victory, the next two games obviously have much more to watch, and the victory and defeat are both decided by a thin line.
The higher the Yunshan Sword Sect disciples reach the higher realm, the more their strength cannot be underestimated, which makes the disciples of Hidden Sword Pavilion feel shocked.
……
The last day of sword discussion.
Both the guests and the disciples of the two sects all looked solemn.
There are only two battles today, one is the battle between the masters and the other is the battle between the sect leaders.
Everyone knows that the outcome of the previous few days, regardless of the outcome, good or bad, does not actually have a decisive impact.
What really affects the success or failure of this sword debate is today.
Xie Yuan stood on the sidelines and looked at the stage with interest.
"After waiting for a few days, I finally waited for the grandmaster to appear."
The disciples competed, although the Qi and Blood Transformation Stage, especially the chief battle yesterday, was already a master among masters, wonderful Unparalleled, it makes people addicted;
But compared with the grandmaster, after all, it is a bit childish.
Entering the realm of the twin bridges of heaven and earth, communicating with the nature of heaven and earth, and embarking on the true path of seeking the ‘Tao’, one can be called a master.
Warriors in this realm have unpredictable methods and have gradually broken away from ordinary people's imagination of martial arts.
According to Xie Yuan's opinion, he has become mysterious.
Mu Chaoyun’s formations and divination, weird secret techniques like Tianyin Technique, mysterious treasures like Black Sky Book, Li Tai’s unparalleled speed, Aunt Hong’s elusiveness, including Lu Laosan’s Magical tracking and violent slashing, Deng Wan's... well, tenacious vitality.
Deng Wan was probably the weakest among the masters he met, but the scene of Xuan Bing and the one who could still run even with his waist broken impressed him deeply. He was almost the same as a warrior in the Qi and Blood Transformation Stage. Two species.
Mu Chaoyun once said that in the ancient mythological era, that is, during the countless years from the rise of the human race to the fall and burning of the Book of Heaven, human beings had a variety of cultivation methods, and martial arts were not the only way to reach the gods.
The immortal way, the demonic way, the divine way, the sanctification of the body... At that time, the human race was in full bloom, with many powerful people, and there were real immortals, gods, devils, and peerless monsters.
It’s just that after the Tianshu split, the human race declined, and the whole world seemed to have fallen into a low ebb, and there would never be such a bright world again.
Although the human race is now firmly established and has once again embarked on the path of martial arts and spirituality, it will eventually lead to the final avenue, but it always seems a bit withered. Although there are some monsters and ghosts in the deep mountains and old forests, they are already very rare and out of place.
Mu Chaoyun told herself these stories, and I don’t know how she is doing now.
While I was distracted, the two grandmasters for today’s first performance had already taken the stage.
Elder of Hidden Sword Pavilion, No. 32 on the Flying Dragon Ranking, Song Qingping, the Divine Sword of Autumn Water;
Yunshan Sword Sect invited the master of Yuefeng Peak, Luo Shuang, the Luoyue Sword.
Song Qingping is naturally a handsome man who is famous all over the world. At this time, countless female disciples were obsessed with him as soon as he came to power. The disciples of Yue Yuefeng were even close to rebelling;
And Luo Shuang is equally beautiful. When she was young, she was also a famous beauty in the world. She was accomplished in cultivation and had good looks. Now she looks as attractive as twenty others. Only her mature temperament and indifferent eyes are exposed. age.
Song Qingping cupped his hands in a dashing way and said with a smile:
"Senior Sister Luo, it's been a long time."
Luo Shuang snorted and said lightly:
"You have the guts to come see me."
Song Qingping's face showed a slight expression. Embarrassed, then smiled casually:
“It’s all old things, I thought we had talked about it.”
Luo Shuang's face was cold:
"You leave a letter and say it unilaterally, right?"
Xie Yuan looked strange when he heard this.
It looks like there is some gossip?
Not only him, Situ Qin also looked very interested and whispered excitedly:
"I didn't even know that Song Qingping's list included Master Yao Yue Peak!"
The audience looked at each other, as if this master battle was about to unfold in a way they didn't expect...
The disciples of Hidden Sword Pavilion all hid their faces and bowed their heads. It seemed that it was another debt of love to Elder Song.
And they were even arguing on the stage. Two masters, don’t you think it’s ridiculous...
Some disciples saw the strange looks in the eyes of the guests nearby, as well as those pretty beauties. The disciple's vigilant look made him want to stand up and shout loudly, not all of us in Hidden Sword Pavilion are like this, only Song Qingping is like this, and it has nothing to do with us!
But some people frowned slightly. Elder Song cherished the fragrance and cherished the jade, and he was the best flower lover in the world.
Facing the guilty woman from the past, can he still use his sword with all his strength?
The two masters on the stage exchanged a few words without embarrassment. Luo Shuang shook his head:
“Time flies by like a horse in the gap, and explanations are meaningless. Song Qingping, draw your sword. ”
Song Qingping sighed:
"Senior Sister Luo, I really don't want to fight with you."
"It's useless to talk more, just watch the sword!"
Luo Shuang drew his sword and struck suddenly.
The sky suddenly became dark.
The audience's eyes were dazzled and they looked up.
How did the broad day turn into night, and when did the sun in the sky turn into a full moon?
Then someone suddenly realized that it was not that the sky had changed, but that the Luo Shuang sword was white and dazzling. When it danced, it was like a silver moon falling to the ground. The sky and the earth were dark, except for one sword.
The audience was horrified by this sword move. They thought that yesterday's two chiefs were not far away from becoming grandmasters. They expected that the momentum of today's grandmaster battle would be about the same. However, as soon as Luo Shuangfu took action, he realized that the master's sword skills were as bright as the bright moon.
This sword technique is no longer very powerful, but the moon is so beautiful that if it falls in front of my eyes, I will have no intention of resisting.
A sigh broke this hallucinatory scene.
A bright stream of autumn water rose from the center of the arena, met the moon, flew towards the moon, and continued to dance around the moon, lingering and gentle as water, not like a sword fight, but like dancing.
Although the audience was frightened by the two grandmasters' spectacular and unpredictable swordsmanship, they also looked inexplicably weird.
I don’t know if it’s because their realm is too low or something else, but as the sword light of the two masters twines around each other, I can’t feel any murderous intent at all. Their figures flicker, approaching and retreating, and it’s inexplicably like lovers sparring with each other. Even flirt.
Luo Shuang's sword moves still have the momentum of wanting to defeat the enemy. The sword light shines like moonlight on the ground, covering thousands of things. However, Song Qingping's moves are extremely tolerant and gentle, surrounding Luo Shuang's sword moves. The surroundings are flying, for fear of touching her a little.
Xie Yuan looked weird:
"Where is Song Qingping's match-fixing match?"
Seeing that the two of them had been lingering for a long time, Luo Shuang's eyes widened, and he suddenly integrated all the silver moon into the sword. The sword light burst out, covering the sun in the sky, and stabbed Song Qingping.
Song Qingping's expression changed, and he said sadly:
"Senior Sister Luo, do you really want my life?"
He was also slightly angry, and suddenly struck out with a sword Shocking, like autumn water rolling up, it blasted a path through Luo Shuang's sword light that shined brighter than the sun!
The two of them were shocked at the same time. Song Qingping took a step back, while Luo Shuang's face turned pale and blood bleeded slightly from the corners of her lips.
She raised the sword and raised it again. Song Qingping saw that her pale face was extremely dazzling and poignant in comparison with the blood on her lips. His heart suddenly softened. He sighed and dropped the sword with a clang. He raised his head and closed his eyes:
"That's all, Senior Sister Luo, I owe you! If you want Qingping's life, just take it!"
The long sword crossed the sky and stopped at Song Qingping's throat.
Luo Shuang stared at him and asked:
"Why don't you hide?"
"I will never hide from Senior Sister Luo."
"Ugh..."
Xie Yuan got up in the audience. Goosebumps, isn’t this old man too greasy?
However, when Luo Shuang heard this, his whole body was shaken, and his sword shook, almost severing Song Qingping's throat. He was so frightened that he was extremely affectionate, and at the same time, he quietly hid back and swallowed.
Luo Shuang suppressed her mind and said coldly:
"You lose."
After saying this, she turned her sword upside down, turned around and ran away, directly leaving the main peak.
"Senior Sister Luo, Senior Sister Luo!"
Song Qingping watched Luo Shuang leave and quickly caught up with him, not caring about anything else in the room.
Everyone looked at each other. In this competition, how should I put it, Yunshan Sword Sect should be considered the winner...right?
After Yunshan Sword Sect’s external training, he won his first game like this...
Wei Dong’s already dark face was now so dark that it was almost dripping with water, and he couldn’t help but said:
"Sect Leader Li, what a good plan."
Li Xingtuo chuckled and said:
"What are you talking about? Senior Sister Luo took the initiative to ask for help. They are old friends and it is appropriate to reminisce about the past. How can we come up with a plan?"
In terms of strength, Luo Shuang is not the strongest among the elders of the Yunshan Sword Sect, but he is probably He is the only one who can beat Song Qingping. " Go pick up the sword, pick up the sword! Keep that shameful sword!"
The guests on Xie Yuan and Situ Qin's side were also talking.
Xie Yuan felt that these earthy words of love were disgusting, but probably because of Song Qingping's face, even if he said "let's shit together when we have time", it would make women crazy...
Perhaps the more handsome the man, the less likely he is to chase women. Only ugly men study their speech skills every day... Well, Xie Yuan didn't mean to target anyone.
Situ Qin also didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, but she loved to watch as long as it was lively. She had endless fun watching the show while eating melon seeds and snacks.
Aunt Hong sighed from the side:
“He is a master.”
Li Tai nodded:
"Indeed, Luo Shuang's swordsmanship is not bad, but Song Qingping is worthy of being the only three masters on the Feilong List who are below me, and is obviously stronger."
Aunt Hong was silent for a long time before she said:
“You don’t have to talk like this...and this is not the master I’m talking about.”
Li Tai thought about it and thought of Hong Auntie's professional, suddenly said:
"Song Qingping is indeed a famous pretty boy. With his strength in this area, he can naturally be ranked first in the Tianlong Ranking, much better than his martial arts skills."
As a member of the army, and because of the conflict yesterday , he naturally disliked Song Qingping.
"Song Qingping's level is not high, I'm talking about Luo Shuang."
Aunt Hong said unexpectedly.
Her eyes flickered, as if she had met an expert:
"She won the competition and took advantage of it. In the end, she looked injured, making people think that she had been let down by Song Qingping and wanted to avenge her injustice. Even Song Qingping himself felt guilty and caught up with her. Go...this time, Song Qing Mr. Ping said he would live in Yaoyue Peak for a month. Hehe, he was played by Yu Applause without realizing it.
“It’s been a long time since I’ve seen such a powerful Bai Lianhua. He’s not too young to do this. Doing the same thing, this is strength. On the other hand, there are some little girls who obviously have famous teachers, but they can’t learn anything. They only know how to eat and be beaten to death. Hey, useless stuff..."
Situ Qin was eating happily. When she heard Aunt Hong's heartbreaking words, she was suddenly startled, tilted her head, her cheeks were bulging with snacks. .
How do you feel that you have suffered a disaster?
(End of this chapter)