Suddenly hearing the name of an acquaintance, Zhao Shun couldn't help but be startled, then smiled and said: "Jiang Yun, is this Jiang Yun from the Small Thousand World?"
Jiang Yun has made great progress in the past few years, and even climbed all the way into the Xibang. He is a bit better than the more talented Zhiyue Zong and others in the original Hengyun world. After he entered the Xibang, his background and other deeds It has also been known to the Yixuan disciples for a long time, and the fact that he was born in the lower world even made the people around him admire him even more.
"It's him...does fellow Taoist know about it?" The Jian Sect disciple looked confused.
Zhao Chun did not shy away from covering up, he nodded generously and said: "We were from the same sect."
"It's like this!" He nodded repeatedly, "That can be regarded as a reunion after a long separation. Will fellow Taoists want to find him later to catch up on old times?"
"Don't worry, wait until the gambling fight is over." Zhao Chun's eyesight was so sharp that he saw Jiang Yun's figure beside the sword platform. He was concentrating with his eyes closed. The disciples wearing similar clothes beside him did not dare to disturb him. , with only awe hidden in his eyes.
Even though their cultivation levels are quite different, the spiritual consciousness behind the subtlety of sword intention is no longer something they can easily detect.
Therefore, until Zhao Shun calmly withdrew his consciousness, the disciples on both sides who were being looked at showed no abnormality. Some were whispering to each other and showing various expressions, or like Jiang Yun, his eyes were closed without saying a word, and all of them were full of fighting spirit.
However, there was also a surprise in this investigation. She smiled and shook her head slightly, not commenting on the belief of the disciples around her that Geng Xingcai would definitely win.
"Everyone!"
The man in powerful attire jumped onto the sword platform. His hair was as straight as a steel needle, and his eyebrows were deeply carved. It could be seen that he always had a frown and a solemn expression. He was also like this at this time. After coldly sweeping the side of Weiyue Tower, he said loudly :
"Today is the day when our Jinfeng Tower and Weiyue Tower fulfill their agreement to fight. I have specially invited Senior Brother Zhen Mao, who is practicing in the main tower, to bear witness to this. Five hundred sword trees will be used as bets to engage in an arena battle. If Someone who can win three games in a row on stage will be the final winner!"
The disciple of the main tower named Zhen Mao had a firm face and nodded to admit this.
However, the minds of the disciples watching the battle were no longer here, but focused on the phrase "five hundred sword trees".
"What a great effort. The prosperity of the sword tower will indeed benefit the disciples a lot. The two towers have only been rising for a long time, and five hundred sword trees can be taken at any time!"
"One hundred sword trees are enough for twenty Ning Yuan and hundreds of foundation-building disciples to practice, let alone a full five hundred."
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"Dare I ask my friend, this sword wood is the tree where the sword-tempering essence is condensed on Wanren Mountain?" Zhao Xuan's expression changed. Even though he had realized the meaning of the sword, the benefits that the sword-tempering essence had brought to him had not disappeared. , so in the past few months after Xie Jing left, she spent most of her time collecting sword-hardening essences in Wanren Mountain to sharpen swords and practice. When she heard the word sword and wood, she immediately connected the two.
However, the disciples of the Jian Sect waved their hands repeatedly, secretly shocked that she was actually qualified to enter the Holy Land as a disciple of his sect, and responded: "How can sword trees be compared with the vegetation of the Holy Land? They are just ordinary spiritual plants. Because it grew under the sword intent of the True Infant elders, there is a bit of sword intent among the branches and leaves, and it is used to help the disciples practice every day."
After he explained it to Zhao Chun, he realized that Jianmu did not refer to a specific spiritual plant, but a general term for all spiritual plants contaminated with sword intent.
After the third level of inaction, the monks do not need to take the initiative to release the sword intention. The True Infant elders of the Sword Sect practicing in the cave in the tower will also intentionally or unintentionally emit the sword intention to cultivate the sword wood. The number and strength of these sword trees will definitely determine The degree also represents the prosperity of this sword tower, as well as the qualifications and strength of the Zhenying elders who sit in this tower.
Judging from the performance of the disciples, five hundred sword trees must not be a small number. The Jinfeng Pagoda side was even more complacent and determined to win. Zhao Xun raised his eyebrows, and his interest was undoubtedly a bit more.
The disciple of the Golden Wind Pagoda acted cleanly and neatly. After saying this, he held his sword in his hand and pointed at Weiyue: "I'm at Yue Wuji of the Golden Wind Pagoda. Who will come up to the stage to give me advice?"
It seems that he wants to proceed step by step so that other disciples can also show their grace.
Zhao Chun could sense that there was a person on Jinfeng's side who had the highest level of swordsmanship. His cultivation and swordsmanship were much higher than the others. Thinking of the arguing words of the disciples watching the battle, she knew that this person must be Geng Xingcai, and besides him Apart from that, the rest of the disciples are at best in the Sword Qi Realm. Even in the Sword Qi Realm, Yue Wuji on the stage is not the best. It can be seen that Jin Feng's first battle is more about testing than winning.
Sure enough, Weiyue Tower also knew the other party's intention. The one who came on stage was a rather young girl named Fang Rong. Her eyes were very agile. In terms of sword energy, she was a little more condensed than Yue Wuji.
It's just that these differences are actually quite slight, and others may not be able to see it. At least the disciples of the Sword Sect around Zhao Chun do not have such discernment, and they repeatedly said: "Fang Rong and Yue Wuji are both sides. Disciples who have just broken through the Sword Qi Realm have always won or lost in previous battles. I think this battle is quite suspenseful."
"Alas, Yue Wuji's swordsmanship is so fierce that Fang Rong is in trouble." This is what Zhao Chun said to the disciple's friend.
"Within ten moves, Fang Rong will win."
Although Zhao Shun's voice was soft, it was like thunder in the monk's ears. Many people around her heard the voice and heard her voice. Seeing that her face was unfamiliar and her tone was very firm, they couldn't help but wonder about this person's identity in their hearts.
"Senior Brother Yue and Weiyue Pagoda Fang Rong are both disciples who broke through the sword energy a month ago. How can this senior sister be sure that Fang Rong will win!" There are also low-level disciples of the Golden Wind Pagoda such as Foundation Builders watching the battle, and they are worried. Zhao Chun Ning Yuan's cultivation thought that she was from the sword sect, so she was quite respectful when she spoke.
"Ten moves are short-lived, you see." Zhao Chun pointed far away, and the two figures on the sword platform had already exchanged two moves, and it was difficult to tell the difference!
At the third move, Yue Wuji's momentum surged, and he seemed to be suppressing him!
At the fifth move, Yue Wuji had already entered his prime state. Fang Rong's face was solemn, but his parry was still steady.
After six moves, the full momentum could not be sustained for a long time and began to show signs of weakness. At the same time, Fang Rong moved forward inch by inch!
With seven moves, Fang Rong suddenly switched from defense to attack, and Yue Wuji stepped back three feet!
Eight moves later, Fang Rong raised his sword and suddenly attacked. Yue Wuji was hit on the wrist, and the sword flew out immediately!
The outcome has been decided, Fang Rong wins!
It also confirms what Zhao Chun said, winning within ten moves.
"What do fellow Taoists say?" the disciple next to him asked via voice transmission.
"Yue Wuji has a rough and irritable temperament, and the swordsmanship he practices is in line with his temperament, which is violent and fierce. Unless the sword's intention is understood, it is difficult to get rid of the short-term short-term shortcomings of swordsmanship. However, Fang Rong fought against him. She is a sword cultivator who practices water-based skills. Water benefits all things without competing, and the most emphasis is on tenacity and gentleness. Yue Wuji cannot defeat her immediately, and will naturally lose when her momentum subsides."
"How do you know the temperaments and sword skills of Yue Wuji and Fang Rong!?" He should be so shocked that even his Taoist friends forgot to shout.
And Zhao Shun just replied: "Just watch more."
