On the eighth floor, a figure was wrapped in a dazzling halo, and around it, there was a sharp edge visible to the naked eye.
The sword power is perfect!
As early as five years ago, Chen Lin understood the power of the sword to a perfect level, and this understanding naturally still exists today.
But at this time, in his soul sea, there was a supreme being deducing the prototype of his sword intention. Chen Lin couldn't take his eyes away and copied it carefully.
As he copied over and over again, the sharp edge on Chen Lin became more and more sharp, becoming faintly piercing.
"The Qingye Sword Master, the sword comes out and the leaves fall, and the green leaves come and go."
"The Changfeng Sword Master, the wind passes by without leaving a trace and making no sound."
"Haoran Sword Master..."
...
Looking at these sacred names, Chen Lin was shocked. These people have probably gone a long way in the path of swordsmanship and are extremely extraordinary.
In the name of the Holy Spirit!
A leopard can be seen in a tube.
Chen Lin suppressed the shock in his heart and continued to comprehend the sword intentions of these countless saints.
On the other side, a radiant figure shuttled through the fog, it was Nangong Tian, but at this time, there was a trace of solemnity on his face.
"The fog is getting bigger and bigger, but the light on me is getting weaker and weaker. Could it be that if you want to ascend to the ninth level, you must understand the complete innate sword intention?!"
Nangong Tian stopped and murmured to himself.
However, after reaching this conclusion, the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily. How could the complete innate sword intention be so easy to comprehend!
He practiced hard for three years, but only half-stepped the meaning of the sword.
If you want to comprehend the complete innate sword intention at this time, it would be as difficult as climbing to the sky!
But...even so, he wanted to give it a try!
A flash of determination flashed in Nangong Tian's eyes. Without wasting any more time, he sat cross-legged, released the half-step sword intention, and calmly comprehended it.
Outside the Qinglong Pagoda.
Above the high platform, a purple silhouette looked at the motionless giant tower, with a hint of surprise in its beautiful eyes.
The maid Ying'er on the side no longer had the playful look in her eyes, and she said in a deep voice: "I didn't expect that this small Yanhuo City would actually have two Qianlong Tianjiao!"
Only they know best what the eighth floor of Qinglong Tower represents.
It was precisely because of this that Ying'er found it so incredible!
Su Yanran smiled coquettishly and said softly: "Ying'er, how come you are so sure that they are both Qianlong geniuses?"
When Ying'er heard this, the solemnity on her smooth face was replaced by a touch of fright, and she hesitated: "Sister Su, you don't mean to say that someone between the two of them will break into the ninth floor, right?"
"But the conditions for reaching the ninth level are too harsh for Kaiyuan Realm warriors!"
Su Yanran was silent, because she naturally understood the condition Ying Er said, which was to understand the complete artistic conception!
A complete understanding of the artistic conception is extremely difficult even for warriors from the second innate realm to the Dao realm.
Not to mention the Kaiyuan realm!
Therefore, as long as you can comprehend the complete artistic conception in the Kaiyuan Realm, you are qualified to jump out of the ranks of Qianlong Tianjiao!
Also known as...the True Dragon Prodigy!
Just when countless people were fixating their eyes on the Qinglong Tower, a sharp edge suddenly broke through the air on the eighth floor of the Qinglong Tower.
"Zheng!"
Like the sound of swords and the sound of thunder.
I saw that in the eighth floor, the original fog actually dissipated slightly under the vibration of this sound.
"Half step sword intent!"
But it's not over yet!
Deep in the center of the cold and sharp edge, a young figure sat quietly cross-legged. Around him, the sharp edges scattered around him were enough to easily tear into pieces a warrior in the early stage of the Kaiyuan Realm.
One can imagine what kind of situation the young man is in now.
But even so, the young man's eyes were still bright, and his pupils seemed to reflect the initial state of countless saints comprehending the sword's intention.
"The innate sword intention... turns into something invisible and becomes tangible, turns into unconsciousness and becomes... psychic!!!"
Chen Lin shouted low, and a wave of sword intent suddenly surged around his body, running wildly. In an instant, an indescribable edge overflowed from his body uncontrollably.
Innate sword intent!
In an instant, Chen Lin opened his eyes, and like cold lightning across the sky, in the void, the sound of thunder resounded through the sky, shaking the world!
Deep in the soul sea, after sensing this sharp edge, the supreme figure secretly nodded and murmured: "My cultivation is not in vain, I should be one-tenth of what I was..., no. , it should be one percent elegant!”
"No, how can this kid compare with me... He's so obsessed with his looks... He's so obsessed with his looks..."
What seemed like a chuckle echoed, and the supreme figure stopped talking and fell silent.
...
"Is this the complete innate sword intention?" Chen Lin closed his eyes and sighed secretly.
He could notice that after comprehending the complete meaning of the sword, his combat power had increased again.
However, he had no idea to what extent it would increase.
"You...you actually..." Such a big movement naturally attracted Nangong Tian, who was also comprehending the meaning of the sword.
However, after Nangong Tian arrived belatedly, he discovered that this sword intention really came from Chen Lin.
"Hahaha! I, Nangong Tian, practiced swordplay at the age of three, understood the sword's power at the age of nine, perfected my swordsmanship at the age of fifteen, and understood half-step of the sword's will at the age of eighteen. I think that my talent in swordsmanship is unparalleled."
Nangong Tian looked up to the sky and laughed. When he said this, he suddenly lowered his eyes and looked at Chen Lin. A hint of bitterness appeared in the corner of his mouth and said: "I...is not as good as you!"
After saying that, Nangong Tian closed his eyes and sighed softly, then crushed the Qinglong Token in his hand. The light shone and his figure disappeared.
Chen Lin watched the moment Nangong Tian disappeared and sighed secretly.
This time he was able to understand the innate sword intention, thanks to those saints' sword intentions, and where those saints' sword intentions came from, he also had the answer in his heart.
Opportunity is also part of strength!
Chen Lin didn't dwell on anything, he dispersed his sword intent, the fog completely disappeared, and a beam of light came in an instant.
"The ninth floor..." Chen Lin smiled slightly and stepped forward.
While Chen Lin ascended to the ninth floor, a dazzling flash of green light outside the Qinglong Tower once again made everyone hold their breath.
"who is it?!"
The Chen family, the Nangong family, including the Sun family of the city lord's mansion, all focused their eyes and attention on that light in an instant.
"Ying'er, who do you think is the one who is eliminated?" Su Yanran asked softly with a hint of charm on her lips.
"Sister Su, if who is eliminated first, it should be Chen Lin. After all, Nangong Tian is a genius who has already understood half a step of sword intent!"
"That Chen Lin was able to break into the eighth floor surprised me."
Ying'er thought for a long time and then spoke slowly.
Su Yanran didn't speak, but slowly shook her head. Seeing this, Ying'er's pupils shrank and she turned her gaze to the dazzling green light.
Almost everyone had the same idea as Ying'er. The head of the Nangong family was stroking his long beard, seemingly not worried at all.
Only Nangong Xue behind him showed an unprecedented seriousness in his cold eyes, as if he was guessing something.
Buzz!
The light dissipated, and a figure standing with a sword was exposed to everyone's eyes.
hiss!
"It's Nangong Tian!" Countless people exclaimed.
Everyone in the Chen family had tears in their eyes and were overjoyed. Chen Xiaoxiao's body trembled even more, and the ups and downs of her chest highlighted her uneasiness just now.
Only Chen Cang gritted his teeth and murmured: "How is this possible for this little beast!"
The city lord's palace was still gloomy. Sun Qi, who had just woken up because of the discussion, saw that Nangong Tian was eliminated. He spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted again.
"How could it be Tian'er!" The head of the Nangong family widened his pupils and hurried over to meet him.
"Dad, I lost." Nangong Tian lowered his eyes and spoke with mixed emotions. Maybe he never thought that he would lose to that boy.
The head of the Nangong family wanted to ask, but after seeing that the confident Nangong Tian no longer existed, the words of the inquiry were stuck in his throat.
Perhaps only Nangong Xue remained calm from beginning to end.
It seems to be expected!
Above the high platform, Su Yanran had a smile on her face. Ying'er on the side opened her mouth wide, shook her head secretly, and said in disbelief: "Sister Su, wouldn't Chen Lin have already reached the ninth floor?!"
Su Yanran smiled softly and said: "Counting the time, he should be undergoing the final test by now..."
Ying'er's head was a little dizzy and she didn't dare to think about it anymore. When Chen Lin reached the ninth floor, she was no longer qualified to evaluate him.
