Nine Star Hegemony Technique

Chapter 291 The Power of Sword Cultivation
"Hey, isn't it time to change to an inner disciple at the next level? Don't tell me your losses don't count?" Long Chen sneered.

In fact, Long Chen knew it well, and Luo Bing saw the disadvantage, because neither the outer disciples nor the inner disciples had real combat power. Although they got a lot of resources, they couldn't compare with the people on Long Chen's side.

After all, they are all brave fighters who have fought on the battlefield, so they are too disadvantaged in such a battle, so she wants to compare high-end combat power, so that their advantages will come out.

After all, the core-level disciples will be taken care of by other courtyards and have received a lot of special training, so they are the real strong ones.

Being asked by Long Chen, Luo Bing couldn't help but feel a little hot, but he insisted:

"This kind of battle is not exciting at all. It is a waste of time. It is only meaningful to exchange and progress with high-end combat power."

Long Chen didn't bother to argue with her, because Long Chen saw that the eyes of Gu Yang and the others had blue light, like wolves who had been hungry for a long time, and finally saw their prey, and almost couldn't wait.

Since the last battle, Long Chen told them not to compete easily, and they have been holding back.

"Then follow what you said, you can be a man," Long Chen said lightly.

"call"

A figure of the opponent appeared on the ring, it was a man of medium build, his eyes were pure and reserved, and his aura was astonishing.

"I am Zhao Qian, I don't know who is willing to come up and enlighten me"

That person was a core-level disciple, but at this moment, he slightly restrained his previous arrogance.

Because they knew that the disciples on the opposite side had just experienced a life-and-death battle, and they were all brave among the brave, so they never dared to take it lightly.

"I come"

Suddenly a figure jumped onto the ring. The man was tall and tall, with a long sword on his back. He gave off a very aloof feeling.

"Yuezifeng"

Long Chen smiled slightly. Although he was short-lived against him in order to compete for the fruit of casting spirit, Long Chen thought that this person was very good, meeting the standard of a swordsman - Guao.

Later, Long Chen heard from a group of core disciples that apart from Tang Wan'er and Ye Zhiqiu, Gu Yang, Yue Zifeng, and Song Mingyuan were all perfectly advanced.

And other core-level disciples have no time to advance. You must know that perfect advancement will make people's foundation stronger and they can go further in the future.

Yue Zifeng is usually not very talkative, and others don't know much about him. Seeing him jumping into the ring, he couldn't help being filled with anticipation.

Yue Zifeng was on the ring, like a sharp knife that was about to be unsheathed, exuding a powerful energy all over his body, making it difficult to breathe.

Luo Bing's pupils shrank slightly suddenly. She never expected that there would be such a powerful person in 1 Bieyuan.

With Luo Bing's vision of a congenital powerhouse, one can tell at a glance that Yue Zifeng is a powerful swordsman.

Sword cultivators are different from other practitioners. Their belief in life is the long sword in their hands. They can resonate with the long sword in their hands and produce unexplainable power.

Therefore, it is said that there is a sword god in the nine heavens, and those who practice the way of the sword wholeheartedly will be blessed by the sword god.

But this kind of statement is extremely illusory and unconvincing, but the strength of sword repair is recognized.

And Yue Zifeng's aura already carried a hint of the aura of swordsmanship. It is obvious that he has made great achievements in swordsmanship.

Before Yue Zifeng had been behind the crowd, watching the commotion indifferently, Luo Bing hadn't noticed him, seeing Yue Zifeng now, he couldn't help screaming inwardly.

"are you ready?"

Yue Zifeng looked at his opponent coldly, slowly grasping the hilt of the sword with his right hand, the moment he grasped the hilt, a sharp energy radiated in all directions.

"Please enlighten me"

A look of vigilance appeared on Zhao Qian's face, and he had an extra long spear in his hand. At the same time, his energy exploded, ready to fight at any time.

"Be careful"

Yue Zifeng shouted coldly.

choke!
The long sword came out of its sheath, like a dragon chant, and there seemed to be a thunderbolt in the entire arena, which was the light of the long sword.

Quick, it was too fast, just when others saw Yue Zifeng draw his sword, the long sword had already cut in front of Zhao Qian.

This sword seems to have broken the shackles of time and space, giving people an illusion, which is very strange.

"when"

Zhao Qian had been on guard for a long time, but he still didn't expect Yue Zifeng's sword to be so terrifying. When he realized that the long sword had already reached his face, he hurriedly blocked it.

After a loud bang, Zhao Qian was blown away by the terrifying force, and he couldn't help being horrified. If Yue Zifeng hadn't deliberately reminded him before, he might have been killed by a sword before he could react.

This sword was too terrifying, and at the same time, I was secretly thankful, thanks to my humble attitude when I came up, otherwise Yue Zifeng would not have reminded him.

"Be careful"

Just as Zhao Qian was retreating, a sharp attack went straight to his lower abdomen, and he could even feel that a long sword had been pointed at his body.

"when"

Zhao Qian tried his best, twisted his waist, and at the same time, the spear in his hand resisted with all his strength, and finally blocked the sword when the sharp blade was added to his body.

However, even though he blocked the sword, he was sent flying obliquely by the force of the sword. Just as Zhao Qian's feet landed, his neck suddenly felt cold, and a long sword rested on his neck.

"you lose"

The audience was dead silent, no matter it was the disciples from the other courtyard or the people from Luo Bing's side, they all looked at the audience in disbelief.

Yue Zifeng stood by Zhao Qian's side, the long sword in his hand was pressed against Zhao Qian's neck, as long as he exerted a little force, Zhao Qian's head would fall to the ground.

There was a hint of admiration in Long Chen's eyes, and he said to Tang Wan'er gently: "Yue Zifeng is a genius, he has already entered the gate of swordsmanship, and he will be a great person in the future."

You must know that there are very few sword masters. Although there are many people who use swords, most people only use swords as weapons, not as life.

Therefore, every sword cultivator is worthy of respect, because their swordsmanship must be understood by themselves, and others cannot help them.

Otherwise, with Yue Zifeng's talent, Ling Yunzi would have accepted him as a disciple long ago, but the sword cultivator is different from other practitioners, there is no such thing as passing on the mantle.

Even if there are [-] sword cultivators, the way of sword they practice is different, because each sword cultivator's way is comprehended by himself.

Tang Wan'er couldn't help but nodded, she didn't expect that Yue Zifeng, who usually kept a low profile, would suddenly become so powerful.

However, both Long Chen and Tang Wan'er knew that Yue Zifeng's astonishing growth was definitely related to this battle between good and evil. He had an epiphany on his swordsmanship at the moment of life and death.

Defeating a core-level disciple with three moves, and without a trace of anger in the attack, it is obvious that he has spare strength. This kind of fighting power shocked everyone.

Zhao Qian sighed, nodded and said, "I lost, thank you for your mercy."

"choke"

Yue Zifeng backhanded the long sword into the scabbard behind him, turned around and jumped off the ring, standing in the crowd behind Long Chen.

Tu Fang and the other elders couldn't help being overjoyed, this Yue Zifeng has risen quietly, he is really too powerful, and the other academy has another young master, which will definitely be a great help in the ranking competition of the other academy in the future.

"Hey, some people, please be more conscious, don't wait for others to remind you, why don't you have any sense of shame, hurry up, get the money quickly, with a smile on your face" Guo Ran, who was beside Long Chen, had already yelled loudly up.

Just as Luo Bing recovered from the shock, she heard Guo Ran's arrogant cry, and she was so angry that she wanted to crush the boy to death.

"call"

Luo Bing threw his nameplate over again, and Tu Fang took it with a smile, and drew another [-] meritorious service points.

Now this is the third time that merit points have been drawn. The opponent has lost three games, losing a total of 24 merit points to this side.

Even though Luo Bing's family is known as the No. 30 Sixth Courtyard, No. 1 under the head, sufficient oil and water, and a big family business, it can't afford such consumption.

You must know that Tu Fang, as a law enforcement elder, only has more than 2 merit points a year. These merit points usually need to be exchanged for some consumables, so his merit points are not many.

This is mainly because Elder Tu Fang is an upright person and disdains to use means to gain benefits for himself. In fact, Elder Sun's family property is much richer than Tu Fang's, but his little family property is reserved for Long Chen.

Maybe this is fate, I used some shady means, and the things I got were finally used to train the disciples of other courtyards.

Luo Bing has a high position and authority, and usually knows how to make money. It is common for Naka to eat, and there is no elder in the No. 30 Sixth House who has not been made things difficult by her.

So her net worth is frighteningly large, but even so, the 24 points will still make her heartbroken, but some elders can't get so much merit points even if they earn to die.

Then Luo Bing became ruthless, and launched four consecutive challenges, all of which were battles of core-level disciples.

On Long Chen's side, he doesn't appoint anyone. For core-level disciples, whoever falls in love with them will fall in love. Anyway, if you win money, it doesn't matter if you lose points. Try to let those who are relatively weaker to exercise.

As a result, after four battles, these guys were really competitive. Only one was unlucky and was knocked out of the ring by one move, but lost to his opponent, and the others all won.

He won six of the seven battles and earned 48 merit points. Elder Tufang tried his best to keep his performance calm, but his excited eyes betrayed him deeply.

Luo Bing's face was extremely ugly. He clearly wanted to overwhelm the opponent with his realm and combat power, but he still failed. Luo Bing was so angry that he wanted to kill someone.

Seeing the meritorious deeds on her nameplate rushing out, Luo Bing's heart was also bleeding, it was her savings for most of her life.

If he really can't achieve his goal, these merit points will really be in vain. Taking a deep breath, Luo Bing's eyes flashed a sinister look, and secretly whispered a few words to a man beside him.

The man nodded, with a gloomy smile on his face, he jumped onto the ring and glanced coldly at everyone.

"I am a Daoist, and I challenge you, that beautiful girl, come up, the uncle has taken a fancy to you"

After listening to the man's words, Long Chen narrowed his eyes, and a killing intent appeared in the depths of his pupils.

(End of this chapter)