In the arena battle, everyone may be opponents. Being able to understand their strength in advance, and reasonable avoidance will save a lot of effort.

Dangdang!

In the courtyard, the sword energy was scattered, and the two of them quickly fought together, using various sword moves continuously.

The scene was equally good, and no one could do anything to each other for a moment. Liu Yong said unexpectedly: "In a year, I didn't expect that you have successfully grasped the sword intent, and even practiced 30% of the sword intent. It's not simple!"

Zhou Wei swung his sword intent to the extreme and said with a slight smugness: "A year is enough to change many things. If you have only such a little ability, then it would be better to admit defeat when you meet me in the ring battle."

boom!

The long sword in Zhou Wei's hand trembled suddenly, and a stronger sword intent sprayed out, and even the sword energy became a little sharper.

Dangdangdangdangdangdang!

With the sword moves, Liu Yong took several steps back at once, and the advantage in the scene suddenly began to tilt Zhou Wei.

"This is 50% of the sword intent!"

The warrior watching outside the field exclaimed softly, and the 50% sword intent was already the peak of the sword intent. As long as he crossed this hurdle, he would be able to achieve great sword intent.

An ordinary swordsman, who is 50% of his age, is already very powerful. No wonder he dares to challenge Liu Yong.

It turns out that with such confidence, I feel relieved.

[Chang][Feng] Literature      bsp;    Liu Yong's face also changed slightly, but he quickly returned to normal, and said with a faint smile: "Is 50% of the sword intent? I have reached it half a year ago, you should have just reached it."

boom!

As soon as the sword intent increased, the momentum was immediately regained, and his mastery of the sword intent was even higher than that of Zhou Wei.

In addition, the artistic conception of comprehension is stronger than that of the other party, and he instantly gained a comprehensive advantage. Zhou Wei had no idea when he became able to withstand it with great difficulty.

After a hundred moves, Liu Yong's eyes narrowed and found a flaw. The long sword pierced the other party's face. The sword's cold light was fierce and extremely dangerous.

Zhou Wei was startled and quickly put away his sword and turned around to resist it. Unexpectedly, Liu Yong just made a fuss. The moment he put away the sword, the long sword suddenly picked forward.

Hitting his wrist, a scar was immediately cut, and the long sword came out of his hand. Liu Yong took advantage of the opportunity to take a step forward, and the cold sword edge was placed on Zhou Wei's neck.

"I'm giving in, Brother Zhou, it seems that you've been practicing this year in vain. It's best not to meet the ring battle."

Liu Yong laughed, put his sword back to the sheath, and returned all the words Zhou Wei said to him to the other party.

Zhou Wei returned to his table with some frustration. Several friends next to him immediately comforted him: "Don't be discouraged, your sword intent is 50%, and the Feng Zhiyi also realized the peak of Xiaocheng. I still have some hope to get twenty places."

Zhou Wei smiled bitterly and said, "It's okay, it's just that I can see myself more clearly. I thought that although I was not the top one, I couldn't compare with Dingfengchou, Jiang Zimo, Chu Tomb and others, but the top 20 is still more than enough."

"I didn't expect such an ending. I am improving, and others are also improving!"

Next, several people in the field started to compete with each other, including Jiang Zimo, Chu Tomb, and Mu Xinya Tian Yao Palace, each fighting each other.

There is also the battle between Pei Shaoxuan and Xia Xiyan, and the battle between Dingfengchou and his old enemy Zuo Mo is the most eye-catching.

The strength of these people is recognized as the top one present. After a big battle, this idea is even more firm.

Even after seeing the competition between Dingfengchou and Zuo Mo, Liu Yong shook his head and sighed: "I am not as good as him. If I meet him, I will immediately admit defeat and save energy and fight the next battle with all my strength."

Hua Yunfei and others from the Great Qin State looked very ugly, and they thought that even if there was a gap with people from other countries, it would not be so big.

At least I still have a chance to go around. After watching the battles for several times, I shook my head and sighed, thinking that I had really watched the sky in the past.

Bang!

A warrior from the imperial capital of the Great Qin Kingdom was kicked out by a swordsman from the Tang Kingdom, with a trace of blood stains on his lips, and his face looked extremely painful.

The swordsman shook his head and said, "The warriors of the Great Qin Kingdom are still not strong enough. Sorry, I shouldn't have found you as the challenger."

This is a nice saying, but in the ears of Hua Yunfei and others, it is even more uncomfortable than humiliation.

"Don't leave, I, Hua Yunfei, challenge you!"

Hua Yunfei's face was gloomy, and he stood up, held a blood sword, and slowly walked towards the swordsman.

The swordsman glanced at Hua Yunfei and said solemnly: "You are better than him, I accept your challenge!"

boom!

The two fought together, and Hua Yunfei knew that the other party was not easy to deal with. As soon as he came on the field, he waved the blood-killing sword technique to the extreme. The sky was full of red light, the sea of ​​blood swelled, and the evil aura soared into the sky.

The swordsman, his face remained unchanged, retreating step by step to resist Hua Yunfei's continuous attack.

When he was unable to retreat, Mu Ran stopped and shook his head and said, "It's a great martial art, but unfortunately you can't even understand the sword intent. You're a little wasted this martial art. You'll lose!"

The sword intent soared into the sky, and the swordsman's aura suddenly surged, and his sword moves became surging. With just one sword, Hua Yunfei's attack was swept away, and the long sword left a faint blood mark on his face.

Then he quickly flew away. If he hadn't shown mercy, Hua Yunfei would have died on the spot under this sword.

Ji Changkong took advantage of the situation and said to the man: "Ji Changkong, can you understand your master's tricks?"

Before the swordsman could answer, a friend of the swordsman next to him stood up and smiled, "I've had two consecutive games, will I block the gears for you?"

"Yes, let's leave Shi Yong to you!"

The swordsman nodded in agreement, returned to his seat and began to close his eyes and rest. He won two consecutive games but didn't care much.

In his opinion, the person who won the Qin Dynasty was not worthy of his pride.

Mu Chengxue whispered: "It's great, fight with all your might, so that you can convince yourself to lose."

Shi Yong smiled and said, "Don't talk loudly and make people laugh, let's talk about it if you win!"

call out!

Ji Changkong took the lead in attacking, and the stars wielded out, and the sky was full of stars lingering around him.

But the swordsman didn't care too much about the other party's vision, and shouted loudly and slashed it with all his strength.

His cultivation is higher than Ji Changkong, and his domineering sword skills are enough to crush the opponent.

Bang bang bang bang!

After several hard fights, Ji Changkong's arms were numb and his chest was even more painful. He knew that his vitality was a little worse than the other party.

He did not hide his strength, and merged his 20% sword intent and sword moves, and finally recovered a little disadvantage.

The swordsman smiled and said, "It's interesting, but 20% of the sword intent can't be seen here. You'd better lose!"

A strong wind suddenly exploded from the blade, and the swordsman finally used all his strength.

Dangdangdangdangdangdang!

Ji Changkong had three swords in succession, but in the end he couldn't resist it. The sword in his hand was directly chopped away and flew towards the outside of the courtyard gate.

Mu Chengxue, who thought he had a holy soldier, could show off some of the limelight, looked at Ji Changkong being swept away by someone, and his face changed slightly.

I lowered my head to drink tea and pretended that I hadn't seen anything, which completely eliminated my desire to go out to challenge.

"Receive your fate. The Great Qin Kingdom lacks spiritual energy and does not have much competition. Even if the sky is equal, it is much worse than the geniuses of other countries."

"In this era when the prosperous era of warriors is in its infancy, you are destined to be able to be supporting roles." Shi Yong said expressionlessly.

Ji Changkong looked unwilling, but he had to admit that the other party was indeed telling the truth.

Buzz!

At this moment, outside the courtyard gate, a melodious sound of swords suddenly sounded, making a whimper, crisp and loud.

Everyone quickly turned their eyes and saw a swordsman in a white robe holding a long sword with his fingers outside the door.

The sword's impact was extremely powerful, but the swordsman used only two fingers to clamp the tip of the sword at will, and the sword body could not move forward at all, and it swayed violently in the air.

Shi Yong's face changed slightly. His last three swords were all done, and he was his peak killer move. He knew how powerful he was.

The long sword that was knocked away by him was at least half the power of his peak attack.

If it is not unusual to avoid it, the degree has been slower after all, but this man only clamped the tip of the sword with two fingers and blocked it casually, which makes people a little disbelief.

Today happened to be the five days after Zuo Mo agreed to, Xiao Chen practiced the fourth move of Dragon Claw Fist, and was fascinated by his practice too much.

I was planning to do it after practicing it in the morning, but who knew that suddenly I realized something and became addicted to it.

When I realized it, it was already noon and rushed over.

As soon as he stepped into the yard, he saw a long sword flying. Xiao Chen initially thought that someone wanted to attack him.

After seeing Ji Changkong and Shi Yong in the field, they realized that it was just a aftermath in the battle, and it was obvious that Ji Changkong had lost.

Seeing Xiao Chen holding his sword, Ji Changkong said with a bad expression: "Give me my sword!"

Xiao Chen smiled faintly, flicked his fingers gently, and the sword body rotated slowly.

Flying towards Ji Changkong, taking the sword, Ji Changkong looked embarrassed, and returned to his seat.

Unexpectedly, after leaving the Great Qin Kingdom, he could not even deal with a small role.

Walking slowly towards Shi Yong, Xiao Chen said calmly: "The people of the Great Qin Kingdom can only be supporting roles. Do you think you are the protagonist? Do you dare to say what you said just now?"

Xiao Chen heard everything he said just now, and he felt extremely ridiculous.

Although the spiritual veins of the Great Qin Kingdom are sparse and the competition is not strong, there are also top experts such as Yingyue, Chu Chaoyun, and Leng Liusu.

If anyone takes it out, this person will not be an opponent. I really don’t know where this person got the confidence.

Shi Yong sneered: "You are also from the Great Qin Kingdom? What's wrong with me? I'll say it twice, three times, and four times, why can you stand by me? Don't think that if you show off your skills, you can scare me."

"If you don't accept it, you can just take action against me. I'll let you know what a real swordsman is."

Xiao Chen didn't say much, took a step forward, wielded the dragon claw fist, held the blade in his left hand and clenched his right hand and slammed it directly over.

The fist wind was howling and the momentum was so powerful. Shi Yong couldn't help but sneer in his heart, saying, "I want to die if I want to do it."
Chapter completed!