In the arena, Jian Yinghao fought with the demon cultivator from Canglang Academy. The opponent was tall and held a wide sword in his hand. The sword was powerful and slashed with one sword. Each sword was wrapped with powerful spiritual energy of heaven and earth, sweeping across the arena like a storm.
Jian Yinghao laughed, flicked his right hand, and the long sword suddenly bounced up, taking a big step forward, closing the distance between the two. The long sword in his hand can only be used for the most basic functions of chopping, stabbing, stabbing, lifting, collapsing, cutting, wiping, picking, lifting, and sweeping. It looks ordinary and tight, but the faces of the several courtyard masters at the judging table have become solemn.
Although Jian Yinghao's moves are ordinary, they have a very natural feeling. His sword moves are as natural as water flowing down or clouds floating in the sky. Compared to the epee players of Canglang Academy, the sword heroes are naturally more terrifying.
Each sword is the essence of basic swordsmanship. No matter the direction, speed, or angle, you can pick it up at your fingertips. The sword moves are close, the power is continuous, and it is endless, like a spring silkworm spinning silk. When the sword light moves, it is as if The divine dragon probes its claws, the white snake spits out a message, it's so amazing!
The several masters of the academy and the surrounding audience at the judging table nodded repeatedly. This kind of swordsmanship was like splashing ink, swallowing mountains and rivers, free and unrestrained, with ups and downs. It was breathtaking, and it also felt an ultimate sense of beauty, as if admiring a sword. Like a beautiful picture.
There was a hint of appreciation in Cheng Ling's eyes. These sword techniques were the basic sword techniques he learned when he broke into the secret realm of the Sword Pavilion. After so many years, the sword hero has completely mastered the essence of the sword techniques, making them perfect and perfect. Combined with his own characteristics, The power he displayed was even greater than his own.
The monks of Canglang Academy were very depressed. The sword moves that others saw nearby were so valuable to appreciate, but they felt so uncomfortable when they were in the middle of the game. In the first few moves, he only used his heavy sword to gain some upper hand.
But as Jian Yinghao's sword force spread out, he pointed the sword at his own flaw, and then he was trapped in the sword circle by the long sword in his hand.
As soon as he entered the circle of swords, he felt that all his moves were suppressed. As the opponent's sword swung, his body could only move along with it. Jian Yinghao's long sword was pointed to the left, and he could only dodge to the right. His long sword was pointed to the right, and he could only dodge to the left.
With the long sword in hand, life and death are under control!
The other party is like a puppet with strings pulled, and all his actions follow his own will. Suddenly, I just felt that my kendo realm had reached a new level. I broke through the second level and reached the threshold of the third level.
Tian Heng covered his face with his hands and couldn't bear to watch anymore. I originally thought that I could save some face in this fight, but it turned out to be even more embarrassing. There was almost no room for resistance. Being led by the other party, and if I continued to fight, I would be even more embarrassed.
In desperation, the demon cultivators from Canglang Academy had no choice but to admit defeat, and the Famous Sword Academy won its first victory.
In the second round, the three losers will decide the winner first, and each of them will have to fight twice. The three major colleges, Luotian College, Tianji College, and Canglang College, all failed in the first round and could only compete among the bottom three.
Something happened that made Tian Heng even more depressed. Among the three colleges, Tianji College and Luotian College were both firmly ahead of Canglang College. After three games, they had lost two games in a row. It was certain that the top six colleges would be ranked at the bottom. .
Tianji Academy was slightly better, barely retaining the first place in the losing group.
Next, Nangong College, Yunlan College and others who won the first round
There was a showdown with the Famous Sword Academy. The result of the draw was that Nangong College faced off against Yunlan College in the first game.
This scene was really good to watch. The participating monks from Nangong Yan and Yunlan Academy were both beautiful female monks. When these two beauties came on stage, the surrounding audience immediately became enthusiastic and whistled and cheered endlessly.
The two beauties each showed their strengths and brought their swordsmanship to full play. Their blouses fluttered in the ring, and their slim figures flickered in and out. They fought fiercely for two hours. In the end, Nangong Yan was slightly better and won. .
The audience was hooked and couldn't wait to see all the fighting scenes in the future like this. Among the six major colleges, Yunlan College is located in the west. The female cultivators in the sect are all of excellent shape and have an exotic style, which is very different from the beauties around Yujing City.
Cheng Ling asked Jian Wuya: "Master, this Yunlan Academy's swordsmanship is unique and very suitable for women to practice. It has some merits."
Jian Wuya nodded and said: "Yes, don't underestimate Yunlan Academy. Although each exchange only ranks in the middle among the six major academies, the number of disciples they participate in is the smallest, and they are generally younger, than the others. All colleges are more than ten years younger."
"With a gap of more than ten years, all previous exchanges have been able to maintain around the second or third place. People have to be shocked by the strong talent echelon of Yunlan College. Moreover, the chief director of the college has always been mysterious and rarely shows up. According to legend, He is still a descendant of the Murong family."
"Oh? Isn't it their chief director who is leading the team this time?"
"No, the chief dean of Yunlan College has never known her name. He only knows that she has a nickname called Yu Guanyin. The person who led the team is their deputy dean, named Xue Yao, whose cultivation has reached the level of transcendence. The pinnacle of calamity!”
Cheng Ling asked curiously: "What kind of region is the west of Canglan Continent? The Murong Family and Yunlan Academy are so mysterious. Even the Shura Sword Sect seems to have hidden powerful strength."
Jian Wuya shook his head slowly and said: "I don't know, I haven't been there either. The hero's father went to the West back then and has not returned yet."
Cheng Ling was silent. He rarely heard news about Jian Yinghao's father. He only knew that he competed with Zhao Zhongyuan for the position of the head of the hospital, and he must have been a hero for a while. It's just that in the world of monasticism, every step is in crisis. For the sake of opportunity, life and death are almost ignored.
After thinking for a while, the sound of weapons clashing came to my ears. Looking up, he saw that there were two people fighting in the ring. Jian Yinghao came on the stage again, and his opponent was Nangong Yan.
Nangong Yan's combat power is much stronger than that of the demon cultivators from Canglang Academy. Basic sword moves alone were not enough to defeat him. After the two sides tested more than a dozen swords, Jian Yinghao made up his mind. With a change of sword moves, the long sword in his hand transformed into dozens of afterimages. Each sword was accompanied by a sharp sword. The sword energy makes it difficult to tell which one is real and which one is fake.
Nangong Yan used his body technique, and the sword energy shot out from the sky, and he could only avoid the sharp edge temporarily. The mysterious footwork under his feet kept crushing the attacking sword energy.
Jian Yinghao's long sword curved, and in an instant it bounced straight again. The exquisite sword move in his hand was already striking Nangong Yan with a sword.
Cheng Ling said softly, "Hey", these swords have the shadow of the Nine Ultimate Swords, and are integrated into the artistic conception of gold. Each sword is like shining with golden light, and strikes the void next to Nangong Yan with a trace of sharpness. , making a chi chi sound!
The sword hero is worthy of being a sword hero. He can integrate the power of artistic conception into the Nine Ultimate Sword, increasing the number of sword heroes.
With the power of magic, I never thought he could do it. His talent in swordsmanship is definitely not inferior to his own. If it weren't for chance and the help of the Golden Page Technique, it's still unknown who is better between the two.
With this move of the Nine Ultimate Sword, the power of the swordsmanship suddenly increased sharply, making it even more difficult for Nangong Yan to resist. In addition, Jian Yinghao's body contains sword essence. His attack and sharpness are greatly improved compared to his true essence, and his sword moves are even more powerful!
After a quarter of an hour, Nangong Yan could no longer withstand the storm-like attack. The long sword fell out of her hand, and her throat felt cold. She was restrained by the sword hero!
"In this battle, Famous Sword Academy wins!"
The referee announced the result of the competition, and the rest was between Jian Yinghao and the disciples of Yunlan Academy. The female disciple pondered for a long time and finally said: "I surrender!"
She fought hard with Nangong Yan for two hours and finally lost! But now, Jian Yinghao defeated Nangong Yan in only a quarter of an hour. The difference in strength between the two was too big. Even if he went on the field, he would be humiliating himself. It was better to just admit defeat.
The referee nodded slowly and asked: "You have another competition with Nangong Academy. Do you want to fight?"
"Forget it, I've lost the first game, and there's no guarantee of winning if I fight again, so let's give it up!"
That female cultivator was a bachelor, so she just gave up!
In this way, the ranking of the kendo battle will be revealed.
The first place is Mingjian Academy, the second place is Nangong Academy, the third place is Yunlan Academy, the fourth place is Tianji Academy, the fifth place is Luotian Academy, and the sixth place is Canglang Academy.
Zhao Zhongyuan laughed, feeling indescribably happy in his heart.
The audience was buzzing and whispering, looking at the score in front of the judges' table with some disbelief.
"By the end of this game, the score of the six major academies is actually the highest among the Famous Sword Academy. It's really incredible!"
"Yes, I originally thought that in this exchange, Famous Sword Academy would definitely crowd out the ranks of the five major academies, but from this look, it may actually get the first place!"
"The unlucky Canglang Academy originally had the Famous Sword Academy at the bottom, but now it is lucky that the Famous Sword Academy has not been squeezed out. On the contrary, its own situation is in danger. In five games, it only scored 29 points. On the other hand, the Famous Sword Academy has already That’s 44 points.”
"Yes, the gap is getting wider and wider. Now Canglang Academy has shot itself in the foot!"
The audience was talking a lot. On the judges' bench, Tian Heng's expression became more and more exciting. He wanted to get angry but didn't know who to target. I originally wanted to use the power of the Nangong family to raise Canglang College to a higher level. But now, I am afraid that it cannot even keep the title of the top five colleges!
His eyes flickered, and he looked at the smiling Zhao Zhongyuan next to him from the corner of his eye, and a feeling of hatred arose spontaneously!
At this point, all the kendo battles are over, and the sword hero lived up to expectations and won the first place. Tomorrow was the battle of the law. He looked towards the direction of the Famous Sword Academy and Cheng Ling sitting next to his uncle from a distance, feeling even more confident.
Everything is going as planned. In this exchange conference, the Famous Sword Academy will definitely shine with dazzling brilliance.
The sun sets, night falls, the day's competition ends, and the disciples from all the major colleges leave one by one.
Zhao Zhongyuan was full of energy. He came to Cheng Ling and patted him on the shoulder. His admiration was beyond words and he said, "Okay, we got another first place today. Let's go back and fight again tomorrow!"
Everyone agreed with a loud voice and followed him towards Fan Mansion!
