Zhong Wen could feel that Kenpachi's cultivation level was about the high level of Tianlun and had not reached the realm of Spirit Master.
This sword seems ordinary, with no dazzling visual light and shadow, nor any earth-shattering sound effects.
However, he clearly sensed that the lethality of Kenpachi's flat thrust was not inferior to that of Fulong Empire's spirit-level "Sword God" Ximen Mochizuki.
Is this the difference between the most powerful holy land and secular cultivators?
Zhong Wen sighed in his heart, having a clearer understanding of Tianjian Villa, the holy land with the "number one combat capability".
However, Zhong Wen at this moment is no longer the same as he was a few days ago.
He stood motionless until the tip of the sword was less than three inches away from his chest. Then he turned his body slightly to the right and avoided the stabbing move by just a hair.
Kenpachi's expression changed. He didn't expect that this young boy who looked to be less than twenty years old could actually dodge the attack that he was determined to win. His face suddenly became a little worried.
He turned his wrist, exerted force with his right arm, turned the straight thrust into a horizontal slash, and the sword blade went straight towards Zhong Wen's right arm. The aura on his body became stronger, and the air was filled with the sharp sword intent. It was obvious that it had moved. Genuine.
Zhong Wen's face remained calm, and he just took a step back slightly. He seemed to be strolling leisurely, but he avoided this powerful slash just right. He controlled the distance extremely exquisitely, even the range of the sword's intention around the long sword was calculated. Inside, he was stunned but didn't move even half a minute.
"pole!"
As an elite disciple of Tianjian Villa, Kenpachi took the initiative to attack a secular boy, but failed repeatedly. His face had already turned as red as a pig's liver, and he could no longer care about his demeanor. He shouted angrily and held a sword in his hand. A dazzling white light burst out, and the spiritual power turned into an aurora, hitting Zhong Wen's face at a speed that was difficult to catch with the naked eye.
With this move, he had already used his trump card.
However, Zhong Wen seemed to have expected it. Almost at the same time as he took action, he took a light step to the left. The aurora grazed his cheek, but failed to cause any harm to him.
This young man is so lucky!
Jiansu watched coldly, seeing Kenpachi attack with all his strength, but unable to do anything against Zhongwen, a panic surged in his heart. He felt that this young man seemed to have the ability to anticipate the enemy's opportunities. He was ahead of Kenpachi every step of the way, and actually took this A hot-tempered senior brother played with him.
"You brat, you only know how to dodge, what kind of man are you?" Tianjian Villa is full of sword cultivators, and they like to hone their strength. On weekdays, the brothers compete with each other, not giving in to each other, and only seeking to be incompetent. With his sword intention, he defeated his opponent. Kenpachi had never encountered Zhong Wen's fighting style. He felt that his strength was nowhere to be used. He felt really uncomfortable and aggrieved. He cursed angrily, "If you have the guts, fight with me." Let’s compete head-on!”
"You are so unreasonable." Zhong Wen dodged Kenpachi's moves as he pleased, and said irritatingly, "I came here to find my fellow disciples, but I don't want to fight with you. Besides, what's the benefit of beating you? "
"If you can beat me head-on." Kenpachi was indeed fooled, "I will take you to see Junior Brother Jianjue."
"Are you serious?" Zhong Wen raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
"Go and ask, do I, Kenpachi, say anything that I have not counted?" Kenpachi vowed.
"Okay, it's a deal!" Zhong Wen suddenly stopped and his body lit up with silver light patterns. He stretched his right hand forward quickly, his index and middle fingers suddenly closed together, and he ignored the sharp sword intention and stabbed Kenpachi. The long sword was firmly clamped between his fingers.
Kenpachi was startled, and he exerted force with his right hand, trying to withdraw the sword.
However, Zhong Wen's two fingers were like iron pliers. No matter how hard Kenpachi exerted his force, the sword seemed to be welded to his fingers and remained motionless.
"drink!"
Kenpachi has experienced hundreds of battles, and he doesn't panic when his weapon is locked. He quickly clicks his left index finger, and shoots out an invisible sword energy from his fingertip, heading straight for Zhong Wen's right shoulder, trying to force him to let go.
Zhong Wen smiled slightly and remained unmoved.
The invisible sword energy was approaching Zhong Wen, but it suddenly showed a rebellious side. It no longer flew in a straight line, but made an S-shaped movement, passing around Zhong Wen's body and flying straight into the distance.
Taking advantage of Kenpachi's astonishment, Zhong Wen raised his left hand slightly, and a dazzling light shot out from his fingertips, hitting the acupuncture point on his right shoulder accurately.
Kenpachi felt that his whole arm was sore and weak. He loosened his fingers and saw that the long sword had been snatched away by Zhong Wen. When he was about to retreat, he saw a flash in front of his eyes. Zhong Wen shook his right arm, turned the long sword over and held it in his palm. The hilt of the sword was loosened forward, and the tip of the sword stopped just in front of his throat.
"You win." Kenpachi was stunned for a long time, and finally sighed, with a look of despair on his face.
"Promise." Zhong Wen smiled and returned the sword to his hand, "I also ask Brother Jianba to abide by the agreement and let me meet Senior Brother Jian Jue."
"What I say will naturally count." Although Kenpachi has a bad temper, his nature is very simple. He turned to Jiansu and ordered, "Junior Brother, please go and ask Junior Brother Jian Jue to come and talk."
"No problem." Jiansu nodded, swayed, and disappeared instantly.
Only Lin Zhiyun, Zhong Wen and Kenba were left speechless in the forest. There was silence all around, and the atmosphere suddenly seemed a little awkward.
"The weather is really nice today!" Zhong Wen tried to break the silence with a formulaic opening statement.
Kenpachi just said "hmm" and didn't say anything.
"Brother Jianba, have you ever had a meal?" Zhong Wen came up with the second dialogue formula.
"I've eaten." Kenpachi just uttered three words coldly and stopped talking.
"Brother Jianba, besides practicing, what else do you like to do in your daily life?" Zhong Wen became more and more awkward as we chatted, and it felt like a blind date in a previous life.
"Sleep." Kenpachi is still indifferent, and he cherishes words like gold.
…
By the time Jian Su arrived with Jian Jue and some other disciples of Tianjian Villa, Zhong Wen was already squatting on the ground with his head in his hands, his eyes were dull, his mouth was drooling, he was mumbling something to himself, and his expression was extremely broken.
"You two, I have brought Junior Brother Jian Jue." Jian Su looked at the hopeless Zhong Wen with some surprise, "If you have any questions, you can confront him face to face."
Zhong Wen turned to look at Jian Su and the people around him. After a long while, his distracted eyes gradually focused. He stood up, patted the dust from his clothes, and looked at the person who came.
Standing next to Jiansu was a handsome young man, about twenty years old, dressed in gray clothes, with a long sword tied around his waist. Just standing there, he exuded a sharp edge. With an unparalleled aura, the whole person was like an unsheathed sword. The strong sword intent almost turned into substance, and it was actually a bit stronger than Kenpachi.
Next to this person, there were several other Holy Land disciples dressed in white, most of whom were similar in age to Jiansu. Under the perception of Zhong Wen's spiritual consciousness, he discovered that all of these people had the Heavenly Wheel cultivation level.
Behind this group of Tianlun disciples, stood a middle-aged woman in white clothes who looked to be about forty or fifty years old. She had a delicate appearance, a peaceful demeanor, and no aura on her body. She was completely opposite to the young disciples.
Zhong Wen activated his consciousness to the extreme, but he still couldn't sense the cultivation level of the woman in white. He knew that this woman's strength far exceeded his own, so he felt a little wary.
"Who is Senior Brother Jianjue?" He calmed down and asked politely.
"I am Jian Jue." The gray-clothed swordsman in his twenties replied calmly.
"Senior Brother Jian Jue has invited, my younger brother Zhong Wen, from Piaohua Palace." Zhong Wen took a step forward, clasped his hands in his fists and said, "I wonder if Senior Brother knows a disciple of the inferior sect named Liu Qiqi?"
"Liu Qiqi?" Jian Jue's expression changed, and he was no longer calm, "So you are Junior Sister Liu's fellow disciples in the world!"
"Is Qiqi really in Tianjian Villa?" Lin Zhiyun felt happy when she heard this and couldn't help but ask.
"If you are here to take her back." A trace of shame flashed across Jian Jue's face, "Then I advise you to give up this idea as soon as possible. Junior Sister Liu is extremely talented and has been accepted as a closed disciple by the master. It is impossible I’ll leave with you again.”
"Master?" Zhong Wen asked.
"Junior Brother Jian Jue's master is none other than Elder Jian Yicheng." Jian Su explained at the side.
"Did Qiqi voluntarily become a disciple?" Seeing Lin Zhiyun's expression becoming angry, Zhong Wen asked first.
"Junior sister Liu has the unparalleled talent of 'Innate Sword Heart', and has been able to join Tianjian Villa and obtain the world's top swordsmanship inheritance. Her future achievements are beyond your imagination." Jian Jue's eyes flickered slightly, "How could she be unwilling?"
"If Qiqi really voluntarily worshiped in Tianjian Villa, the Master could directly negotiate with our Piaohua Palace, so why should we secretly abduct her?" Zhong Wen knew the master-disciple relationship between Liu Qiqi and Lin Zhiyun, He didn't believe a word Jian Jue said.
"Junior sister Liu voluntarily returned to Tianjian Villa with her master." Jian Xiu was mostly straightforward and didn't like to lie. Jian Jue said words that were against his will, and the hesitant expression on his face made his heart completely clear. Betrayal, "was not forced."
"But according to what our Piaohua Palace disciples said, it was the master who used his spiritual mastery to make a sneak attack and forcefully took Qiqi away." Zhong Wen saw his expression and understood, and his tone became less harsh. A few minutes later, "Since you and I both hold our own opinions, how about calling Qiqi out and asking her to come to Tianjian Villa and let her answer it herself?"
"Senior nephew Jian Jue, what this little brother said is quite reasonable." The middle-aged woman said softly, "Since the senior nephew you are talking about has voluntarily become a disciple, let her come out to meet her former fellow disciples. It is only reasonable to speak clearly, so that others will not say outside that our Tianjian Villa is stealing disciples and ruining its reputation."
"Uncle Qingmei, this... I'm afraid it's inappropriate." Jian Jue was sweating on his forehead, his mind was racing, and he hesitated, "Junior sister Liu has been in retreat with the master for less than ten days and a half. I'm afraid I won't be able to see her. .”
"Senior Brother Yicheng recently recruited a good disciple, but he just went into seclusion without showing it to us?" The woman in white called Jian Qingmei, who is also an elder of Tianjian Villa, "How can there be such a reason?"
"This is the master's decision, and the disciples have no right to interfere." Jian Jue had no choice but to insist on the fact that Liu Qiqi was in seclusion and never let go.
"Tianjian Villa is also one of the Seven Holy Lands after all." Zhong Wen made an angry look on his face and threatened with words, "You actually used your cultivation to forcibly abduct a seventeen-year-old girl. It is really shocking. You just Don’t you feel ashamed?”
"We have already said that Junior Sister Liu is a voluntary apprentice, why are you still so aggressive and entangled?" Jian Jue is also a proud and arrogant person, but his momentum was suppressed by Zhong Wen, who is two years younger than him. Although she was wrong, she still felt extremely unhappy, "If she stays in a secular sect like you, wouldn't her great talent be wasted in vain?"
"You mean, Jian Yicheng must be better than our Bishop Lin Gong?" Zhong Wen narrowed his eyes, with a glimmer of light in his eyes, and his tone gradually became colder.
"That's natural." Jian Jue replied proudly.
"Very good, you are Jian Yicheng's disciple." Zhong Wen said word by word, "I am a disciple of Piaohua Palace. Let's compare and see who is worthy of being Qiqi's master?"
"You want to compete with me?" Jian Jue looked at Zhong Wen, who was two years younger than him, with a look of disbelief on his face.
As the leading genius of the younger generation, he rarely puts his peers in his eyes. It is precisely because of this that after losing to Liu Qiqi, he agreed with Jian Yicheng's view that such a genius should not Living in the world.
"Don't you dare?" Zhong Wen didn't know when a black long sword appeared in his hand, a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes, and he said sarcastically, "The disciples taught by Jian Yicheng are so courageous! "
"You asked for this." Jian Jue's eyes lit up when he heard him insulting his master. He slowly drew out the sword from his waist and said in a cold voice, "Don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless."
"If you have something to say, why bother to take action?" Jian Qing frowned slightly, waiting to say something to persuade him.
"Uncle Master, this person insulted our master, and this disciple has no choice but to punish him a little." Jian Jue said decisively, "I hope Uncle Master will do the right thing."
"Hey!" Jian Qingmei is a member of Tianjian Villa after all, so he cannot blatantly defend Zhong Wen, so he can only sigh softly, "Be careful with your actions."
"Senior, don't worry." Zhong Wen said with a smile, "I will spare his life."
Jian Qingmei's original intention was to ask Jian Jue to show mercy, but unexpectedly Zhong Wen answered her. She didn't know how to respond, so she could only smile awkwardly and say nothing.
"Junior Brother Jianjue, don't underestimate your enemy." Kenpachi suddenly reminded him, "This boy has profound cultivation and weird spiritual skills. He is a formidable enemy."
Jian Jue nodded at him, but there was a look of disapproval on his face, and the long sword in his hand was pointed directly at Zhong Wen's door.
A vast and majestic sword intent erupted from his body, spreading along the surrounding area, and had the potential to shoot straight into the sky. Even Lin Zhiyun couldn't help but be secretly frightened when she saw it.
Zhong Wen, however, still looked careless, with his long sword leaning lazily in front of him, and a faint smile hanging on the corner of his mouth, as if he didn't take Jian Jue to heart at all.
"Aren't you going to attack?" Jian Jue snorted coldly, "Then I won't be polite!"
I saw him flashing and "suddenly" appearing in front of Zhong Wen. The long sword in his hand slowly thrust forward. It seemed to be limp and powerless. However, the sword moves contained an unimaginable mysterious artistic conception, which was shocking. There was no way to hide, no way to escape, and I instantly fell into a desperate situation with no way to heaven and no way to earth.
At this time, Zhong Wen also moved.
The long sword in his hand also stabbed out flatly.
Feeling the power of Zhong Wen's sword, Jian Jue's expression changed drastically, his pupils shrank, showing an incredible expression.
