"Feng Jian, what are you doing standing still? Come up here!"
At this moment, Zhao Zhen, who was standing on the ring, said something lightly. Although his voice was not loud, it silenced everyone around him in an instant!
Everyone looked at Zhao Zhen in shock. Even though they had expected it in advance, they did not expect that Zhao Zhen would challenge the elite disciple Feng Jian!
Although Feng Jian is not among the top ten elite disciples, he is still among the top twenty. The most important thing is that he is a sword cultivator!
This means that he has a lot of room for improvement. When Feng Jian competed in the elite competition last year, he directly ranked fifteenth, and he had already said that he would seize the top ten this time!
But now, Zhao Zhen actually dares to challenge him!
So how much confidence does this have?
"snort!"
A cold snort suddenly came out, and the next moment a bang sounded from below, but Feng Jian suddenly stepped on the ground, and like a long sword rising into the sky, he stood on the elite stage on the spot!
"You really dare to challenge me, great! In that case, I will kill you this time, so that everyone can understand who is the real genius!"
"Haha, really? Come on then."
Zhao Zhen chuckled, "Stop talking nonsense."
boom!
As soon as Zhao Zhen's words fell, Feng Jian's body was shaken, and the air around him suddenly became distorted.
The subtle sound of "chichi" broke through the air constantly, and everyone could see that with Feng Jian's body as the center, countless fine sword marks instantly appeared on the floor of the arena!
"So strong! The energy is as strong as water! Feng Jian is only at the third level of the Martial Spirit Realm, but he can explode with power no less than the eighth level of the Martial Spirit Realm! As expected, sword cultivators are all monsters!"
The disciples below all looked horrified. They knew that the power Feng Jian displayed at this moment was enough to prove that Feng Jian was indeed qualified to compete in the top ten!
"kill!"
He shouted suddenly and spat out, but at the moment when all the disciples were horrified, Feng Jian moved, and his body flashed in front of Zhao Zhen. The long sword behind him erupted with a huge sword light when it was unsheathed, He slashed at Zhao Zhen!
Buzz!
The air shook violently, as if a huge mountain was coming in an instant, and a pressure that suffocated everyone suddenly emerged. It seemed that Feng Jian at this moment had turned into the incarnation of countless mountains, and anything that stood in front of him would be crushed. Crush it into powder!
"Shanhai Sword Judgment!"
The eyes of some elite disciples shrank. They knew that this was Chuanwu Pavilion's prefecture-level sword battle, Shanhai!
"oh?"
Similarly, Zhao Zhen also raised his eyebrows, with a look of surprise on his face.
He also didn't expect that this Fengjian was also practicing the Mountain and Sea Sword Technique!
But the next moment Zhao Zhen laughed, "Okay! Mountain and Sea Sword Jue! Since you use mountains and seas, then I will use mountains and seas too! Let's see who is better between the two of us!"
Uh-huh!
As soon as the words were spoken, the Qingyun Youlong on Zhao Zhen's waist was instantly unsheathed, and an extremely thick white bolt erupted in an instant, attacking Feng Jian fiercely!
clang!
There was a loud noise and sword lights intertwined. Everyone saw in shock that Zhao Zhen and Feng Jian were holding swords in both hands and were deadlocked in the center of the ring!
With the two of them at the center, the sound of chi chi sword energy breaking through the air kept coming out. The air had completely turned into water flow and was constantly surging. The arena on the ground looked like it had been cut into pieces by a thousand swords in an instant, with countless cracks appearing. !
"Ah! How is that possible!"
Seeing that Zhao Zhen actually blocked his sword, Feng Jian also let out an angry roar. He also didn't expect that Zhao Zhen was practicing the Shanhai Sword Art. The most important thing is that Zhao Zhen's sword intention and sword energy, It seemed to be thicker than him, and it actually made him feel like he couldn't bear it!
"Hahaha...how is it impossible! Do you think you are the only sword cultivator!"
Zhao Zhen laughed wildly, his hands holding the sword were extremely stable, and at the same time, waves of kendo energy rose up in his body, which strengthened his strength again. Feng Jian was pressed on the spot, his body bent, and his steps kept moving backwards. !
Seeing that he was about to be pushed to the edge of the ring, Feng Jian finally glared hard, spun his body suddenly, and struck back at the back of Zhao Zhen's head with his sword!
This change of move is not unsophisticated. After all, Feng Jian's momentum was as heavy as a mountain before, but now the change of move seems to turn into a breeze in an instant!
This movement and silence directly reflected Feng Jian's strong understanding of swordsmanship and martial arts. It would be impossible to display this unless he understood martial arts to the extreme.
Unfortunately, Zhao Zhen smiled.
At the same time, many senior officials at the entrance of the hall also shook their heads.
They knew that Feng Jian's tricks were wonderful, but this was already a loss.
In a battle between warriors, what they are fighting for is momentum. If Zhao Zhen strikes first with the Mountain and Sea Sword Duel, and Feng Jian responds with this exquisite sword technique, it will be hard to say whether he will win or lose.
But now it was Feng Jian who took the lead in attacking Zhao Zhen with the Mountain and Sea Sword Art. Zhao Zhen also responded with the Mountain and Sea Sword Art. However, Feng Jian couldn't bear it anymore and took the lead in changing his moves.
Then this means being inferior to others.
If you are not as strong as others, your strength is not as good as others, and if your strength is not as good as others, how can you win?
Naturally, facing this sword, Zhao Zhen could not move his body. He just turned his sword fiercely, and the mountain-like sword intent directly impacted the ground of the ring!
Boom!
The floor of the arena shattered and violent vibrations immediately occurred. This also caused Feng Jian, who had changed his moves, to shake his body and become unsteady on his feet!
"hateful!"
Feng Jian immediately cursed secretly, sheathed his sword and retreated.
He is also a master, so he naturally knows that he has already lost one move to Zhao Zhen when he changed his moves, and now he is unsteady on his feet, so he has already lost two moves to Zhao Zhen. He will only lose when attacking, and can only retreat and regroup.
But how could Zhao Zhen give him this opportunity? The moment he retreated, Zhao Zhen's body approached Feng Jian like a strong wind. In a flash of lightning, he grabbed Feng Jian's sword-holding right hand, and at the same time slashed it down with the long sword!
Poof!
Blood sprayed out, and Feng Jian's sword-holding right hand and his right arm were chopped off by Zhao Zhen on the spot!
"ah!"
A shrill scream sounded, but Zhao Zhen smiled coldly, and violently threw Feng Jian's sword-holding right hand out with his left hand. With a bang, Feng Jian was hit by his own broken arm and stepped back violently. He screamed again. A mouthful of blood!
Seeing this scene, everyone present was shocked!
No one could have imagined that this battle would end so quickly!
After just two sword fights, Feng Jian, who ranked fifteenth among the elite disciples, was chopped off by Zhao Zhen on his right arm with one sword!
Feng Jian's face turned pale, and his body slumped on the ring, staring at Zhao Zhen in disbelief.
He never thought that he would lose so quickly and so miserably!
A month ago, Zhao Zhen was still a kid who could kill him whenever he wanted. Why did Zhao Zhen become so much stronger a month later?
"Your sword is pretty good."
At this moment, Zhao Zhen looked at the white sword in his left hand. This was Feng Jian's sword, which he had just snatched.
"Well, the name of the sword is quite impressive, Wentian."
Looking at the two words engraved on the sword's hilt, Zhao Zhen nodded, "This should be a low-level earth-level sword. Unfortunately, I followed the wrong person."
"puff!"
Hearing this, Feng Jian spat out a mouthful of blood again, and his whole aura became chaotic.
As a sword cultivator, not only was his sword-wielding hand chopped off, but his sword was also snatched away!
What a disgrace!
Zhao Zhen smiled coldly, waved his hand, and heard a clang, and the long sword named Wentian was inserted in front of Feng Jian on the spot!
"You are not convinced, right? In that case, let's continue."
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the venue was speechless!
Zhao Zhen clearly won, but he returned the sword to Feng Jian again and asked him to continue!
How arrogant this is! At the same time, what a trampling on Feng Jian!
This is no longer a competition, this is teasing!
Zhao Zhen is playing with Feng Jian!
Feng Jian was also furious and wanted to stand up instinctively, but then he saw Zhao Zhen's sarcastic gaze.
This made his body feel cold again!
He could see Zhao Zhen's cruelty hidden under the sarcasm!
He knew that as long as he dared to get up again, Zhao Zhen would definitely attack him again with lightning speed!
Naturally, he froze for a moment and did not dare to move.
"Huh? What's wrong? Don't you dare?"
Seeing that Feng Jian didn't dare to move, Zhao Zhen also sneered, "Didn't you say you wanted to kill me? You just broke a hand and you don't dare anymore?"
As soon as these words came out, Feng Jian's face twisted, but he still didn't speak.
"That's it, I'm afraid."
Zhao Zhen sneered and nodded, "Then you are such a waste. As a sword cultivator, what you want is to have the courage to move forward without drawing the sword, but to move forward with the sword! What does it mean if your right hand is broken? There is also the left hand, the left hand is broken, You can still hold it with your mouth! Even if your mouth is disabled, you still have legs that can kick! Even if there is endless hell ahead, you have to keep moving forward! You don’t even understand this, how dare you claim to be a swordsman? Are you worthy? !”
"Wow!"
Hearing this, Feng Jian's body trembled and he spat out a mouthful of blood again!
At the same time, his aura became chaotic, and there were faint signs of being possessed!
But Zhao Zhen's words were so poisonous that they directly broke his soul!
However, he still didn't know how to refute, because he knew that what Zhao Zhen said was correct!
If a sword cultivator doesn’t move forward courageously, what would he call a sword cultivator?
"enough!"
At the critical moment, a shout rang out, and an old man sitting next to the Qingyun Hall suddenly stood up and said coldly, "Zhao Zhen, since you have won, why do you still have to humiliate my disciple with words? You have to be merciful. Please forgive me." We are all from the same sect, why are you like this?"
"If you have to spare others, please forgive them?"
Zhao Zhen raised his eyebrows, and the next moment his body flashed, and he was directly in front of Feng Jian, slashing down with his sword!
puff!
Another arm flew up, but Feng Jian's left arm was also chopped off by Zhao Zhen!
"When he sneak-attacked me in the battle tower, why didn't he think about being merciful and merciful?"
Cold words rang out, and everyone in the room was stunned when they saw this scene.
So that’s it!
They didn't understand why Zhao Zhen was so cruel to Feng Jian before, but now they knew that Feng Jian and Zhao Zhen had a feud!
"you!"
The old man's expression changed, he pointed his finger at Zhao Zhen and said angrily, "I don't know what happened at the beginning. Even if he really offended you first, you are so powerful now, why bother arguing with him! Don't forget, you are from the same sect! "
