After the master soared to the sky, I became a sword fairy

In Jianzong Square, everyone held their breaths and focused, full of murderous aura.

"let's start!"

Ying Zheng had his hands behind his back and his eyes were majestic.

The two stood facing each other on the field, looking at each other, swords drawn.

Someone shouted excitedly below.

"Zhao Wu solved this kid with one move."

Zhao Wu stood indifferently, with an undisguised look of contempt on his face.

"Let you do it first, otherwise you will have no chance."

But it's just an innate realm, so I really don't have the qualifications to make him serious.

Li Sheng stared at Zhao Wu closely, feeling angry and more nervous.

He didn't know if the swordsmanship he had only learned for a few months would be useful.

If he loses, what will be the face of Jianzong.

"I must never lose!"

Li Sheng's eyes were fixed, trying his best to find the opponent's flaws.

After a while.

The footsteps stepped out, bringing up a cloud of dust.

His figure was fast, his wrist turned accordingly, and he shot with all his strength.

Out of the sword!

The sword technique is extremely mysterious, as fast as lightning, and only a cold light can be seen.

"This…"

Zhao Wu was taken aback, with a look of astonishment on his face, he didn't expect the opponent's attack to be so fast.

Coupled with the contempt already, by the time he realized it, it was already too late to think of a sword to block.

Pfft!

The sound of sharp knives piercing flesh made one's body chill.

A sword pierced Zhao Wu's chest straight.

Zhao Wu was stunned, and looked down blankly, forgetting the pain for a while.

I can only think of it in my mind.

He is just an unknown disciple of Jianzong, why is his swordsmanship so fast.

Everyone at the scene was also completely silent, and after a while, shocking discussions broke out.

"how can that be."

"Zhao Wu was defeated by a disciple of Jianzong?"

"It's not a joke!"

"The move just now was just Jianzong's introductory swordsmanship?"

"Hiss! Just the basic swordsmanship is so powerful, how powerful is the real swordsmanship?"

They can't believe it.

It's not that there is no record of defeating the strong with the weak, but they have never heard of such a clean one-shot kill.

Pfft!

Li Sheng pulled out his sword forcefully.

Bring up a stream of blood.

He was a little puzzled.

Why did Zhao Wu look so weak, he only used the most basic move, why couldn't he stop it?

At the gate of the main hall, Gu Changsheng smiled slightly, he had already expected this result.

Although Li Sheng only practiced the basic swordsmanship, it was also produced by the system.

It is countless times more subtle than the exercises created by their mortals.

Under the great master, the importance of martial arts and martial arts is higher than the realm.

Possessing a skill to crush opponents is enough to leapfrog to fight.

Don't say that Zhao Wu was careless at first, even if he made a serious move, as long as Li Sheng didn't panic, he still had a great chance of winning.

That's why Gu Changsheng asked Ying Zheng to agree to the competition.

The purpose is to completely crush the arrogance accumulated by these people for thousands of years.

On the field.

Seeing the blood gushing out from his chest, Zhao Wu finally came to his senses.

The severe pain and powerlessness in his body filled him with fear.

"Zhao Wu!"

The elder of Xuantian Book Pavilion shouted angrily, his face flushed red with anger.

He flew out, caught his precious disciple, sensed Zhao Wu's weak aura, and fury arose in his heart.

"How dare you hurt my disciple!"

He looked at Li Sheng with fierce eyes, and he was already murderous.

The internal strength of the great master realm is condensed, and it is time to make a move.

Ying Zheng's indifferent voice came.

"The victory is divided!"

The elder Xuantianshuge was startled, he could only hold back forcibly.

With a cold snort of anger, he took his disciple back to heal his wounds.

Ying Zheng glanced at the crowd coldly, with a majestic voice.

"What else do you have to say?"

The elders of several sects all looked ugly. When they came, they never thought that the disciples they had chosen would lose.

Still defeated so thoroughly.

The elder of Shenyuanzong's face was cloudy and uncertain, and he suddenly got up and said: "Your Majesty, there is only one competition, it doesn't explain anything, I request another competition."

He himself felt ashamed when he said this, but the face of all schools of thought could not be lost.

Ying Zheng sneered, this is the upright virtue of a famous family.

"can!"

The elder of Shenyuanzong stopped talking and turned to look at his disciples.

"This game is up to you, don't hold back."

The elder of Shenyuanzong's face became vicious.

"Disciple understands!"

His disciple, Lu Zhan, nodded heavily.

Lu Zhan's aura is strong, and his cultivation is also at the level of a master, which is somewhat stronger than that of Zhao Wu.

Seeing him appearing on the stage, the onlookers were instantly excited.

"Hiss! Lu Zhan was actually sent. In terms of seniority, he is a person of the same generation as Guigu Zongheng and Hengjian."

"That's right, this person is devoted to cultivation and rarely makes a move. The only time he knows is that he defeated the Tianjiao of various sects in a row in the big competition of various sects, and won the first place with a record of consecutive victories."

"It is said that this person's true strength is not even weaker than the vertical and horizontal swords."

"Uh... that's a bit too much bro."

"It's a win anyway."

Everyone was full of confidence. Zhao Wuhui's loss in the first match was just underestimating the enemy. How could he lose again when the stronger land battle took the fight?

Ying Zheng glanced at Lu Zhan with solemn eyes, but this person's strength is not weak.

"Jianzong disciple, who would like to play in the second game?"

Li Sheng's victory gave the disciples of Jianzong confidence, and they were a little moved at this moment.

A burly young man with a dark complexion stepped out, cupped his hands and said, "Your Majesty, disciple Zhang Feng is willing to fight!"

"can."

Ying Zheng nodded slightly in agreement.

He knew Zhang Feng a little bit, he was from the army, his strength was higher than that of Li Sheng, and he had a calm mind and would not be careless.

With permission, Zhang Feng saluted again.

Li Sheng who had already retreated suddenly said: "Senior Brother Zhang, don't be too nervous, you must have confidence in your swordsmanship."

In the battle just now, Li Sheng really understood how awesome the basic swordsmanship of Jianzong he had learned was.

That's why I said this.

Zhang Feng nodded solemnly and stepped into the arena.

Without any politeness, Lu Zhan's eyes were fixed, and he swung his sword to take the lead.

The powerful combat power of the master realm erupted.

He is ready to win this match quickly, so that he can save face.

The elders of the various sects who watched from the sidelines nodded secretly.

"Lu Zhan is worthy of being the strongest disciple of our sects. In at most 20 years, he will have a chance to break through to the Grand Master realm."

The elder Shenyuanzong was proud of himself, and a smile appeared on his face.

With his own strongest disciple taking action, the game is stable.

in the field.

Zhang Feng responded calmly, and his basic swordsmanship had already been mastered.

Every move is extremely simple, constantly blocking the opponent's attack.

Ding!clang!
The two fought continuously, and the offensive of the land battle was like a rushing river, surging and continuous.

Zhang Feng is like a stubborn rock.

Although he has been passively defending, he is able to block all attacks.

For a while, they fell into a stalemate.