Ding Zi turned around in a blink of an eye, and with a move of 'Electric Light and Flint', the sword energy brought countless lightning bolts and attacked the green grass.
Qingcao blocked it with his sword and counterattacked with his backhand.
"Qiang!"
"Ding!"
The two fought together again.
After dozens of moves, Ding Zi changed his attack mode and struck with both swords.
Qingcao jumped up and avoided the attack with agility.
When she was young, small wounds appeared on Qing Cao's body. Qing Cao secretly thought: This Senior Sister Ding is really powerful. She can even scratch small wounds on her body through training, which shows how powerful her sword moves are.
And Ding Zi was very surprised. If it were an ordinary person, he would have been seriously injured. How come Junior Sister Mu was only slightly injured?
Ding Zi immediately thought that this Junior Sister Mu might be practicing physical training. Thinking of this possibility, Ding Zi's eyes changed and she became more decisive in her move.
The green grass is not empty, each move is more fierce than the last, the sword shadow is flying, and the moves are intertwined and complex.
One move after another, Ding Zi's spiritual power gradually became insufficient, and flaws were slowly revealed.
Qingcao seized the opportunity, transformed into a bolt of lightning, and came to Ding Zi. He slashed diagonally with his long sword, and Ding Zi's swords were knocked to the ground.
"Senior Sister Ding, I accept the offer."
Ding Zi took a deep breath and said, "Congratulations, junior sister." When did the swordsmanship of an outer disciple become so powerful?
It seems that she still hasn't worked hard enough. After the competition is over, she will have to practice hard on swordsmanship.
Next time, I can’t be outclassed by the junior sisters from the outer sect.
Ding Zi took the initiative to add Qingcao's sound transmission, and then left.
After Qingcao's victory, she was picked before she even had the time to choose her opponent.
Qingcao was spotted by Hu Gong, No. 812, who liked to pick up leaks. Seeing that the Qingcao battle was over, he immediately applied for the battle.
Hu Gong felt that after fighting Qingcao for such a long time, he must not have enough spiritual power to win easily.
After Qingcao received the challenge, he immediately took out the spiritual wine to replenish his spiritual power and drank it. His spiritual power instantly returned to the eighth level.
Hu Gong saw Qingcao drinking spiritual wine and accused him: "How can you drink spiritual wine to replenish your spiritual power!"
Qingcao looked at Hu Gong like a fool and said, "Isn't it stipulated that you can't replenish your spiritual power? If I don't replenish my spiritual power, am I waiting to be beaten? Am I stupid or are you stupid?"
Where does this idiot come from? Qingcao is powerless to complain.
Qingcao didn't waste any time talking to Hu Gong and quickly drew out his sword. Hu Gong scrambled to resist Qingcao's attack.
Qingcao's sword is sharp and powerful, and due to the physical training, Qingcao's sword is also stronger than ordinary people.
He didn't even use Su Wei's sword technique, but just used Taiyi Sect's basic sword technique, and he beat Hu Gong back so hard that he was overwhelmed.
In less than a quarter of an hour, Hu Gong took the initiative to admit defeat.
The corner of Qingcao's mouth twitched. He didn't know how this person got into the rankings.
Qingcao shook his head and went to choose his next opponent.
Soon Qingcao picked his opponent again. This time the opponent was very difficult. Qingcao fought for four hours. If it weren't for the opponent's lack of spiritual power, Qingcao might not be able to win.
After successfully challenging Qingcao, his ranking has now been promoted to 710th.
Qingcao challenged again and spent two hours. The challenge was successful and he was promoted to No. 700.
After the five challenge opportunities were used up, Qingcao sat on the viewing stand and watched other people's games.
Qingcao saw a 100-year-old and challenged a 50-year-old. After watching it, Qingcao sighed in his heart, the swordsmanship of the seniors in ancient times was really amazing. There are so many people who have understood the meaning of the sword in the foundation building stage.
When no one came to challenge her, Qingcao left the viewing platform and went to find a place to stay.
I paid a high price to rent a small courtyard. Qingcao thought about today's competition. Although he won, Qingcao felt that his swordsmanship was really far behind.
I still need to work harder.
The top ten Qingcao felt that there was no hope, as long as they could enter the top one hundred.
After a night's rest, Qingcao got up early to practice sword practice. After practicing the sword, Qingcao went to the competition venue.
Qingcao arrived at the competition venue and entered 700. Qingcao decided to challenge every 10th place.
This time the opponent is Song Luyao, a female disciple of the Sword Sect.
Song Luyao looks sweet and lovely, but she uses an epee.
Song Luyao held a heavy sword and waved it with great power.
The sword energy attacks the green grass like a tiger coming down the mountain and a hungry tiger pouncing on food.
Qingcao holds Qingyun in his hand and slashes it with his sword.
"Boom!" With a sound, the sword energy collided together, setting off layers of air waves.
Qingcao and Song Luyao were fighting against each other as they charged into the air waves.
Each of Song Luyao's swords was as heavy as a thousand pounds, and so was Qingcao's sword. The two of them competed in strength.
The pressure was heavier each time, making the other party feel as if they were stuck in a quagmire.
The moves of chopping, slashing, stabbing and changing were unpredictable. The two fought against each other for hundreds of moves before they separated.
Song Luyao said with admiration: "Fellow Taoist Mu, there are only a few female cultivators who can compete with me." She had found a fellow Taoist. A fellow Taoist who likes to compete in strength and practice physical training.
Qingcao smiled slightly: "Fellow Daoist Song, the same." She had never seen Song Luyao training before.
The two smiled at each other, and then started fighting again. After fighting for several hours, no one could do anything. In the end the two ended up tied.
After the fight, Song Luyao stopped Qingcao's shoulder and said, "Let's go, I'll treat you to something to eat."
"Okay." Qingcao nodded happily.
"I just like a straightforward person like you." Song Luyao smiled and said, "It's not like some people who have to push and push before agreeing."
Song Luyao took Qingcao to her restaurant and said to the waiter: "Old rules."
"Okay Miss." The waiter immediately went to prepare the dishes.
Song Luyao introduced with a smile: "This is my family's restaurant."
Song Luyao said boldly: "If you come to the restaurant to eat in the future, you can charge it to my account."
"Okay." Qingcao nodded with a smile and accepted Song Luyao's intention.
In less than a quarter of an hour, the waiter served several dishes. The dishes are all spiritual food containing spiritual energy. Some are made of spiritual animals and some are made of spiritual plants.
"Do you want to drink?" Song Luyao asked.
"Drink." After saying that, Qingcao took out a pot of spiritual wine, "This is the spiritual wine I brewed, drink it and see."
"Okay." Song Luyao is a wine lover.
Qingcao filled the cup, Song Luyao couldn't wait to pick it up and drank it in one gulp.
Song Luyao looked at the green grass with shining eyes.
She was given another cup of green grass and drank three cups in a row. Song Luyao stopped: "Not bad, not bad. It's really good wine. It tastes better than many wines I've drunk before."
Qingcao took out several jars of wine and said, "These jars of wine taste different, so I'll give them to you."
Song Luyao stood up excitedly and patted the table: "Qingcao, I am determined to be your friend." They are simply perfect friends.
"I've made you a friend too." Qingcao raised his glass and said, "Here's a drink to celebrate our becoming good friends."
"Cheers." Song Luyao laughed and clinked her glasses.
The two drank happily.
Drink, chat, and eat. Qingcao and Song Luyao became more and more interested in each other as they chatted.
For a moment, both of them felt like they had found their twin sisters. Why do we have so many common topics and hobbies?
The two came to chat, but both of their tokens were displayed. Someone has come to challenge them.
The two became friends and went to compete.
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