Chapter 67 Chapter 67 She is the second level of swordsmanship!
The sword glow is different from the sword light. It is just a sporadic point, and the brilliance is brilliant in an instant.
Zhao Chun knew that Shen Youzhen was not just refining his body, but that this attack was a direct attack on the vital point. Moreover, when he practiced sword training, he also used quick attacks. The most important thing in this battle was that The word "opportunity". Therefore, Zhao Chun did not hide even a little bit. He turned all his strength into a sword, and the victory or defeat was almost instantaneous!
Shen Youzhen felt he was offended by her, but he never underestimated her at all. He stood up with a knife and swung forward in an instant!
How can a sword that has not yet entered the border be as fast as a sword that has entered the second realm?
Zhao Xun's sword made no sound of breaking through the air. It was an explosion in extreme silence. In the eyes of others, it seemed like a star flashed for a moment. When they looked again, the sword's edge had already touched Shen Youzhen's throat.
The opponent's long sword is still in mid-air and has not been cut down.
Zhao Shun was shorter than Shen Youzhen. She raised her head coldly but looked down. Her breath was not calm, and her face was a little pale. It could be seen that the astonishing sword just now almost emptied her Dantian. Shen Youzhen didn't draw a single sword, and if he wanted to kill Zhao Shun at this time, it was just a matter of raising his hand. However, not only him, but also all the monks watching the battle knew that this battle was a great victory for Zhao Chun!
The martial arts fight between the sects ended at the end. If the two were really enemies, the sword would have cut Shen Youzhen's neck.
"I lost." Defeated at the hands of Zhao Chun, who was older and far inferior to himself in cultivation, Shen Youzhen only felt sad for a moment, but still had more fighting spirit in his heart. The world is so vast, and so many geniuses are born in the same generation. Those who are depressed regard it as a tragedy, but those who strive for progress regard it as a great blessing.
Zhao Shun sheathed her sword and breathed a long sigh of relief: "I give in!" She also understood that fighting on the martial arts stage and fighting outside were two different things. The former was restricted by the rules of the venue, but the latter had no scruples, defeated Shen Youzhen, and occupied The first opportunity is half the battle won. If the opponent is allowed to attack half the time first, the outcome is unknown. Even if he wins, it will probably be a miserable victory.
The spectators may know the truth, but the shock of that sword cannot be eliminated no matter what.
A monk in the Sword Light Realm at the sixth level of qi training, with such talent, even among the leaders of the sects in the Southern Region - the Zhiyue Sect, it is also top-notch.
Du Fanzhi's breathing tightened slightly. He took another step forward and reached the Sword Qi realm. Only one of the monks from the Lingzhen Sect, Qiu Silhouette, entered this realm.
"I have been practicing swordsmanship since the beginning of my Taoism. It has been more than thirty years now, and I have just been lucky enough to enter the realm of sword brilliance. Taoist friend Zhao is such a talented young man, I am really ashamed of myself." Jiang Yun, a disciple in blue, They were both in the realm of Jianmang. Sword cultivators rarely judged themselves based on their cultivation, so he called Zhao Chun his Taoist friend. He was also a well-known martial arts idiot in the inner sect, and he was already planning on how to come and compete with Zhao Chun in swordsmanship. .
Liu Xuan was very appreciative and praised her repeatedly. In terms of status, she was a fellow senior sister of Zhao Shun. Others could only echo their words. Among them, Jiang Yun and Meng Han were the most cheerful. As for Xu Feng, it was He is not very good at talking, so he just nods in agreement.
After all, all of you in Gaotai are foundation-building monks, so your words should be measured and restrained.
Unlike the disciples watching the battle from the outside, they were already cheering loudly, raising their arms and shouting Zhao Chun's name. Although there is a big difference between a casual strike and a full-strength strike, in the eyes of others, they are just one move. One sword at the sixth level of Qi training defeats the eighth level of Qi training, which spans two small levels, not to mention the difference between the middle and late stages. .
With today's battle, Zhao Chun must have become famous among tens of thousands of disciples in the inner and outer sects. Some of the outer sect disciples at the eighth or ninth level of Qi training are also weighing whether they can take that sword.
Fellow practitioners are invincible. The more you practice, the more you drink water. This is the power of sword cultivation!
Many disciples in the audience were eager to practice swordsmanship. Because of this battle, the swordsmanship in the outer sect flourished for a while. No matter how talented they were, there were people who were determined to practice swordsmanship. These were all Let’s talk about it later... Zhao Shun sat in the 17th place of Shen Youzhen, and the remaining positions were postponed. Xia Shende, who was in the 20th place, was squeezed out of the top 20. However, Zhao Shun won the position with hard power. , and made the lower monks want to retreat.
As she thought, no one chose her in the subsequent challenge, and Zhao Shun was able to have some leisure.
As for the monks from thirteenth to sixteenth place, their strength is very similar. They are not convinced, and they compete for position. Several evenly matched battles broke out, which made the disciples watching the battle very happy!
There are two other small climaxes. One is when Zheng Chenqing, who has just entered the ninth level of Qi training, brazenly challenges Zhuang Kun, who is the first level. After hundreds of moves, he narrowly wins by one move! Zhuang Kun stayed at the ninth level of Qi training for a long time. He was only one step away from building the foundation, but he was still defeated by the true master. Everyone was amazed.
In the final battle, another Yuexiu team defeated the enemy. Qu Zhanxing, who was pushed to the 22nd place due to Zhao Shun's seizure, wanted to challenge Gan Yuan, who was currently holding the 20th place.
The coincidence is that these two monks are both wood magic cultivators, and the magic moves they inherited from their sect are somewhat the same. In the eyes of others, Gan Yuan is at the eighth level of Qi training after all. In situations where all kinds of spells are similar, with the suppression of cultivation, she will definitely win. Unexpectedly, Qu Zhanxing came prepared. He had perfected the Flying Leaf Technique, and equipped it with a top-quality magical weapon that suited his own way, and defeated Gan Yuan.
Zhao Chun then remembered that Elder Wu Yunzhang had a disciple who participated in the war this time, and his name seemed to be Qu Zhanxing. Among the four elders, Wu Yunzhang is obsessed with refining weapons. It is not surprising that his disciples are holding top-quality magical weapons.
Some people like Zhao Chun who know the inside story are slightly aggrieved, thinking that he won with a magic weapon but not with force. Defeated, Gan Yuan's expression changed several times, but she finally sat down. Whether she was convinced or not is another matter.
After the two battles, no one rose up again, and the top twenty people seemed to be determined like this. However, except for the seven ninth-level qi practitioners, the other thirteen did not dare to take it lightly. Without him, it's all because in the third round, among those eliminated in the first round, there is Fang Cairan, a ninth-level qi-training monk who wants to take over the position.
Among the many eliminated monks, Zhao Chun was also the most afraid of this one.
Fang Cairan ran into Zhuang Kun in the first round and left the field in defeat. In terms of strength, she was ranked among the top three in the field, second only to Zheng and Zhuang.
As far as she was concerned, among the twenty people on the field, there were many soft persimmons. Fang Cairan stepped onto the fighting stage and glanced at Zhao Wan with a smile, making him immediately wary, but his eyes only stayed there. For a moment, as if giving a slight signal, she heard her say: "The one who was wielding the magical weapon just now, please stand up. It is a bit awkward to stay on the field with such strength."
Holding the magical weapon There were so many people, even Zhao Shun was holding a red-fronted dagger in his hand. However, everyone present knew who Fang Cairan's words were aimed at. The atmosphere was strange for a moment, and everyone focused their attention on Qu Zhanxing.
What is more painful than being woken up by thunder and having insomnia is the power outage until three o'clock in the afternoon. Relying on power banks and data to survive is (tears)
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