"interesting."
In the lounge, Mo Wangqing looked at Song Wuya and Duan Yidao who came on stage one after another, and said with a smile: "I have also seen their information on these two people. Each of them has mastered the top swordsmanship inheritance and has perfected it early. , compatible with the sword technique and the secret technique system, all it takes is to get a glimpse of the true heart and true self in a life-and-death battle, and after clearly seeing the pursuit deep in the soul, one can gather the will of martial arts and step into the realm of martial saint."
"Master Mo is right."
Wan Qingshan smiled and said: "They seemed to have never made this decision before, or in other words, they had always had this determination, but in fact they had not done the relevant construction in their hearts, but now... under the powerful Li Ming Under the pressure of a powerful opponent who can foresee that they will fail as long as they do not break through the Martial Saint, their minds have begun to transform. As long as this battle is over, they will truly understand themselves and become Martial Saints."
Speaking of this, he smiled: "Because, only by gathering the will of martial arts and stepping into the realm of the Martial Saint, can they have any hope of fighting against Li Mu."
"The Catfish Effect."
Mo Wangqing said and smiled slightly: "With any luck, this World's No. 1 Martial Arts Conference will probably produce one or two more talented people who deserve to be trained."
The others nodded in deep understanding.
However, they are talking about good luck.
As for bad luck…
It could only be that Song Wuya and Duan Yidao both died.
Best results…
It is also a frustration of the soul and the loss of the possibility of further progress.
…
"This world's best martial arts conference... is really different from the past."
In the audience, Cao Tianyou said: "In the past, how could there be two large-scale battles between seeded players on the first day?"
Lian Hongchen nodded.
As for the reason...
Both of them knew.
"Ms. Li puts too much pressure on them."
Practice the way of mortals.
"It's pressure and motivation."
Cao Tianyou said: "Don't forget, as early as half a month ago, Li Mu had announced the news that she had become a Martial Saint. At that time, everyone had already realized that a powerful opponent had appeared. In the past half month, one by one They are all in seclusion and training hard. This half month... can be regarded as the preparation before the breakthrough. Now we will have a life-and-death showdown with the help of the world's best martial arts competition... I am afraid that one or two of these people will be able to make further progress."
"right."
As Lian Hongchen said this, he couldn't help but glance in the direction of Li Mu.
If Li Mu chooses to hide her strength as a martial saint...
Maybe these things won't happen.
But he thought about it carefully...
This scene of hundreds of flowers blooming and hundreds of people vying for success is probably what Li Mu wants.
Moreover……
Even if Song Wuya and Duan Yidao really stepped into the martial arts realm, would they be able to defeat Li Mu?
In Lian Hongchen's mind, compared to these two people, including Zhao Yushi, Holy Son of the Sun, and Cheng Yufeng, Li Mu is the real unparalleled talent.
This kind of confidence comes from his participation in the process of watching Li Mu grow from an alchemy martial artist to a martial saint in just a few months.
…
On the fighting stage.
The host has stepped away far away.
The organizing committee, as well as the nearest high-level star refiners responsible for ensuring the safety of the contestants, also cheered up.
But neither Song Wuya nor Duan Yidao took action immediately.
They are gathering momentum, and they are allowing the other party to gather momentum and cultivate their sword intent.
Duan Yidao is both a personal name and a nickname.
His strongest thing is that sword that looks like the cold light of a cold moon.
Song Wuya...
Same thing.
Although his sword skills are not as simple as one sword, the most powerful move, Tianwai Liuguang, is far more powerful than any killing move.
Forty years ago, the Extreme Martial Saint - Peng Demon King Mo Guang used this sword on the King of Century stage to almost kill the King of Century who fought out of the corpse mountain and sea of blood, who is now Tian Yuan. The most powerful person in the Federation is Fu Qingtian!
From this point, we can see how amazing that sword is.
And now...
The two of them were ready to attack and cultivated their sword intentions. Even though no one spoke and no movement was made, an indescribable and unknown aura enveloped the entire competition stage.
"Chance."
Li Ming said.
He looked at the jousting ring.
The top of the competition stage has been enveloped by a chilling atmosphere.
Moreover, as time went by, the sword intent accumulated by the two became stronger and stronger, and this killing intention became more and more powerful.
So much so that even the noisy audience around them involuntarily restrained their voices.
They didn't know why they stopped talking, but there was a voice in their heads that kept telling them to be quiet.
Don't disturb anything.
otherwise……
It seemed like something terrible was going to happen.
In less than three minutes, a scene that could be described as "silent" appeared for the first time in the entire venue of the No. 1 Martial Arts Competition in the World.
On the competition stage, two peerless swordsmen also cultivated their sword intent for more than three minutes.
And even if the two of them just stood on the stage, indifferent, no one in the audience felt bored or urged them with words.
Li Mu stared at the two people quietly.
Even though they were hundreds of meters apart, he could still feel the changes in the auras of the two of them based on his perception.
That kind of change, that kind of depression, even if he didn't face it directly, there was still a creeping feeling.
There is an urge to enter the state where the martial arts will is activated, to show off one's strongest blow, to interrupt and destroy the power that is still gestating and accumulating.
seem……
If he continued to nurture and gather momentum like this, even he would not be able to take the final slash.
unexpected……
Air traction.
"coming."
Li Ming suddenly said.
The next moment, Duan Yidao took the lead in taking action.
When the knife came out, the silver-white blade flashed with an unspeakable sadness.
Just like in the cold winter, when you go to the top of a mountain alone to admire the bright moon in the early morning...
An unspeakable coldness, loneliness, detachment, and brightness spread with the interpretation of the blade.
A poem even flashed through Li Ma's mind involuntarily.
I want to ride the wind back home, but I am afraid of beautiful buildings and jade houses.
then……
The sword light, which was full of sadness and coldness, seemed to be unlike anything in the human world. After transcending and sublimating into the immortal queen, it fell like a banished immortal who was demoted to the mortal world.
And when this banished immortal who was demoted to the mortal world came to the world with a sad and beautiful sword light and pointed it at Song Wuya, Song Wuya also drew his sword.
Shocking!
The brilliance of this sword is really like a stream of light from the sky, passing over the earth, and the direction of the sword's light is shocking!
Even though Li Ma was a hundred meters away, she could clearly feel the chills rising all over her body.
It is a biological stress response to sudden danger.
He immediately entered the martial arts will activation state, and his spiritual perception seemed to be superior to the mortal body, so that...
He could see more clearly how fast and brilliant the sword light was.
Not only him, but also countless martial saints were inspired by martial arts will at this moment.
Everyone seemed to finally understand why Song Wuya's sword was powerful enough to kill the Martial Saint.
because……
Even if they were to face Song Wuya who had finished gathering his strength at this moment, there would be no difference between them and the Martial Saint Zhou Tianfang who was killed by him.
A knife is like a cold moon, poignant and quiet.
The sword was like a shooting star, shocking the world.
The sword's will clashed with the sword's will, and the sword's light collided with the sword's light, sharpening an unprecedented brilliance in an instant.
And in that dazzling array, neither of the two swordsmen hesitated or flinched at all.
In their eyes, they only saw the knife in their hands, and they trusted the knife in their hands. At the same time, they used everything they had to slash him out.
In this kind of slashing, Song Wuya's sword was the first to break through to the extreme.
No one knows what he understood.
But his sword became more ethereal, stunning, and immeasurable.
It is really like a shooting star from the sky, beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.
Under such a knife that broke through the limit, Duan Yidao seemed to be able to only watch the light of the knife approaching.
And this knife is too fast.
Ethereal and unpredictable!
Suddenly!
Just like the light flowing from the sky!
Not to mention that his tactical instructor had no time to shout and admit defeat, even he himself couldn't see clearly how the sword was coming.
Vaguely, he only saw in his eyes the relegated immortal who had been demoted to the mortal world since Lengyue Immortal Palace.
Although he is still an immortal, he is mixed up in the mortal world and is entangled in three thousand worlds of mortals, unable to escape.
In the end, he succumbed to a power more terrifying than death.
Lonely.
Eternal loneliness.
"It turns out that this is the true meaning of the sword that I want to pursue..."
It's a pity that he couldn't resist the lonely years of practicing swordsmanship in obscurity, and chose to join the World's No. 1 Martial Arts Association when he was still unfinished in swordsmanship, and then...
Famous throughout the world.
…
"Ouch."
At this moment, countless people stood up from their seats at the same time and leaned forward.
It seems that this way we can see more clearly.
Song Wuya and Duan Yidao passed each other.
Song Wuya held the knife in his hand high, raised his head, and looked at the blade quietly, letting the sun shine on his face.
It's like being reborn.
Behind him...
"boom!"
Duan Yidao, the knife breaks.
Fine iron filings spattered from the broken blade.
But his eyes did not focus on the broken blade, but seemed to be trapped in some kind of memory forever.
Finally, as Song Wuya slowly put away his knife, his figure leaned forward and fell down.
Blood continued to flow from his body, soon turning the ground red.
The breath of life was quickly leaving him.
"Quick! Save people!"
Duan Yidao's tactical instructor yelled.
But there was an old martial saint who shook his head: "It can't be saved."
He saw it.
What killed Duan Yidao was not the wounds on his body.
It's a mental, even soul-level injury.
His sword intention was defeated, the sword intention backfired, and he sank into his own sword intention, and finally he was destroyed by his own sword intention.
He saw this clearly, but there was still a high-level star refiner who immediately came to the stage to treat Duan Yidao.
High-level star refiners build star palaces, and each star palace breeds star magic, which is read as magical power and has different effects.
The magical power in this star refiner's star palace is obviously related to healing.
but……
Half a minute later.
He still shook his head.
At this point, Duan Yidao became the first competitor to fall in the round-robin competition of the world's best martial arts competition.
He used his death to help Song Wuya take the key step towards becoming a Martial Saint.
"You are a respectable opponent. I will walk the rest of your journey for you."
Song Wuya bowed to Duan Yidao's corpse.
Then……
He straightened his spine again, stood up straight, and turned his gaze to Li Mu.
(End of chapter)
