Chapter 411 Chapter 411 First Battle
Suddenly hearing the name of an acquaintance, Zhao Shun couldn't help but was startled, then smiled and said: "Jiang Yun, is this Jiang Yun from the Small Thousand World?"
Jiang Yun has made a lot of progress in the past few years, and even climbed all the way into the Xibang. He is a bit better than the more talented Zhiyue Zong and others in the original Hengyun world, and after he entered the Xibang , his origin and other deeds have long been understood by Yi Xuan disciples, and the fact that he was born in the lower world even made the people around him admire him more.
"It's him...does fellow Taoist know about it?" The Jianzong disciple looked confused.
Zhao Chun did not shy away from covering up, he nodded generously and said: "We were from the same sect."
"It's like this!" He nodded repeatedly, "That can be regarded as a reunion after a long absence. Will my Taoist friends want to find him later to reminisce about old times?"
"No rush, wait until the gambling fight is over." Zhao Chun With such sharp eyesight, he could already see Jiang Yun's figure next to the sword platform. He was concentrating with his eyes closed. The disciples wearing similar clothes around him did not dare to disturb him, but there was awe in their eyes.
Even if their cultivation levels are almost the same, the spiritual consciousness after the sword intention is subtle is not something they can easily detect.
So until Zhao Shun calmly withdrew his consciousness, the disciples on both sides who were being looked at showed no abnormality. Some were whispering to each other and showing various expressions, or like Jiang Yun, his eyes were closed without saying a word, and all of them were fighting. Full of meaning.
However, there was a surprise in this investigation. She smiled and shook her head slightly, not commenting on the belief of the disciples around her that Geng Xingcai would definitely win.
"Everyone!"
The man in strong attire jumped up to the sword platform. His hair was as straight as a steel needle, and his eyebrows were deeply carved. It can be seen that he always had a frown and a solemn expression. He was also like this at this time, and he glanced coldly. After passing the side of Weiyue Tower, he said loudly:
"Today is the day when our Golden Wind Tower and Weiyue Tower fulfill their bet agreement. I have specially invited Senior Brother Zhen Mao who is practicing in the main tower to do this. As a witness, five hundred sword trees are used as bets to compete in the arena. If someone can win three games in a row on the stage, he will be the final winner!"
The famous disciple of the main tower Zhen Mao has a determined face. Nodding to acknowledge this.
However, the minds of the disciples watching the battle were no longer here, but focused on the phrase "five hundred sword trees".
"What a great effort. The prosperity of the sword tower will indeed benefit the disciples a lot. The two towers have only been established for a long time, and five hundred sword trees can be taken at any time!"
"One hundred sword trees are enough. Twenty Ning Yuan, hundreds of foundation-building disciples are practicing, not to mention a full five hundred trees."
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"I dare to ask my friend, this sword tree is worth ten thousand. The trees on the mountain where the sword-tempered essence condenses?" Zhao Xun's expression changed. Even though he had realized the sword's intention, the benefits that the sword-tempered essence had brought to him had not disappeared. Therefore, in the past few months after Xie Jing left, She spends most of her time collecting sword-hardening essences in the Wanren Mountain to sharpen her swords and practice. When she heard the word sword and wood, she immediately connected the two.
However, the disciples of the Sword Sect waved their hands repeatedly, secretly shocked that she was actually qualified to enter the Holy Land as a disciple of his sect, and responded: "How can sword trees be compared with the vegetation of the Holy Land? It's just that It's just an ordinary spiritual plant. Because it grows under the sword intent of the True Infant elders, it contains a bit of sword intent among its branches and leaves. It is used to help the disciples practice. "
After he explained it to Zhao Chun, he realized that Jianmu did not refer to a specific spiritual plant, but a general term for all spiritual plants contaminated with sword intent.
After the third level of inaction, the monks do not need to take the initiative to release the sword intention. The Zhenying elders of the Sword Sect who practice in the cave in the tower will also intentionally or unintentionally emit the sword intention to nurture the sword wood, and these sword trees The number and strength of the sword tower also represent the prosperity of this sword tower to a certain extent, as well as the qualifications and strength of the Zhenying elders who sit in this tower.
Judging from the performance of the disciples, five hundred sword trees must not be a small number. The Jinfeng Pagoda party was even more complacent and determined to win. Zhao Xun raised his eyebrows and his interest was undoubtedly more Serve a few minutes.
The disciple of the Golden Wind Pagoda acted cleanly and neatly. After saying this, he held his sword in his hand and pointed it at Weiyue: "I am at the Golden Wind Pagoda, Yue Wuji, who will come up to the stage to give me advice?" It seems that he wanted to Step by step, let the other disciples also show their own grace.
Zhao Chun could sense that there was a person on Jinfeng's side who had the highest level of swordsmanship. His cultivation and swordsmanship were much higher than the others. Thinking of the arguing words of the disciples watching the battle, she knew that this person must be Geng Xingcai, and besides him Apart from that, the rest of the disciples are at best in the Sword Qi Realm. Even in the Sword Qi Realm, Yue Wuji on the stage is not the best. It can be seen that Jin Feng's first battle is more about testing than winning.
As expected, Weiyue Pagoda also knew the other party’s intentions. The one who came on stage was a rather young girl named Fang Rong. Her eyesight was very agile. In terms of sword energy, she was slightly more condensed than Yue Wuji. .
It’s just that these differences are actually quite slight. Others may not be able to see it. At least the disciples of the Sword Sect around Zhao Chun do not have such eyesight. They said repeatedly: "Fang Rong and Yue Wuji Both are disciples of both sides who have only recently broken through to the Sword Qi Realm. They have won and lost in previous battles. I think this battle is quite suspenseful."
"Alas, Yue Wuji's swordsmanship is fierce, but Fang Rong is in trouble. "Yes." This was Zhao Chun talking to the disciple's friend.
“Within ten moves, Fang Rong will win.”
Although Zhao Shun's voice was soft, it was like thunder in the monk's ears. Many people around her heard the voice and heard her voice. Seeing that her face was unfamiliar and her tone was very firm, they couldn't help but wonder about this person's identity in their hearts.
"Senior Brother Yue and Weiyue Pagoda Fang Rong are both disciples who broke through the sword energy before the moon. How can this senior sister be sure that Fang Rong will win!" The Golden Wind Pagoda also has low-level foundation builders. The disciples were watching the battle here, and were concerned about Zhao Chun Ning Yuan's cultivation, thinking that she was from the Sword Sect, so she was quite respectful when she spoke.
"Ten moves are short-lived, just look at it." Zhao Chun pointed far away, and the two figures on the sword platform had already exchanged two moves, and it was difficult to tell the difference!
At the time of the third move, Yue Wuji's momentum surged, and he seemed to be suppressing him!
At the fifth move, Yue Wuji had already entered his prime state. Fang Rong looked solemn, but his parry was still steady.
After six moves, the full momentum could not be sustained for a long time and began to show signs of weakness. At the same time, Fang Rong moved forward inch by inch!
With seven moves, Fang Rong suddenly switched from defense to offense, and Yue Wuji stepped back three feet!
Eight moves, Fang Rong raised his sword and suddenly attacked, Yue Wuji was hit on the wrist, and the sword flew out immediately!
The outcome has been decided, Fang Rong wins!
It also confirms what Zhao Chun said, winning within ten moves.
"What do fellow Taoists say?" the disciple next to him asked via voice transmission.
“Yue Wuji has a rough and irritable temperament, and the swordsmanship he practices is in line with his temperament, which is violent and fierce. Unless he understands the sword’s intention, this type of swordsmanship will always be difficult to get rid of the short-term short-term shortcomings of the sword, and it will not be able to get rid of the short-term shortcomings of the sword. The Fang Rong he fought was a sword cultivator who practiced water-based skills. Water can benefit all things without fighting, and the most important thing is tenacity and gentleness. Yue Wuji could not defeat her immediately, and he would naturally lose when his momentum subsided."
"How do you know the temperaments and sword skills of Yue Wuji and Fang Rong!?" He should be so shocked that even his Taoist friends forgot to shout.
And Zhao Chun just replied: "Just take a closer look."
Disciple of Jianzong: Thank you, I have been installed
(End of this chapter)