Fantasy: My Senior Brother Is A Bit Magical

"If you can take this sword, I will lose."

Su Liang did not answer his question.

Just fight, let's fight. Why talk so much?

He talked a bit too much today.

When both sides fight, the most fearful thing is talking too much.

To say too much is to say too much, and the same applies here.

What's more, isn't it often said in this novel by the Fifth Junior Brother: The villain dies because he talks too much.

The invisible sword force rippled, encompassing Zhao Tianquan.

The pressure is full.

In an instant, all the blood vessels in Zhao Tianquan's body swelled, and the blood squeezed out from his heart circulated violently in his body, shaking every hair on his body.

The spiritual power is constantly being drawn out of Grotto-Heaven and circulates throughout his body.

All ready to go.

He no longer held back and was ready to go all out.

Even if the other party understands the power of the sword, it will only be in one realm after all.

If he, the pinnacle of the three realms, loses at the hands of Su Liang, the first realm, it will be a complete stepping stone and he will be pressed to death on the pillar of shame.

As a genius, he couldn't accept it.

It is enough to have a big mountain called Luo Zijin above your head. If you add another one, it will really make people breathless.

Zhao Tianquan's posture changed, he took a step back and began to change his moves.

The lightsaber in Su Liang's hand gradually solidified, and he was ready to go.

Both sides are gathering strength.

In the middle of the competition stage, there was a sudden roar of wind and an explosion. The clouds above their heads gathered above the two of them at some point, rolling and surging, which looked scary.

The sword energy is like mist, with three thousand moves.

This is Su Liang's strength.

Farewell Tianque, Farewell Sword Style.

When Su Liangming silently recited these six-word sword tactics, his figure seemed to blend into the charm of the sword.

This is his ultimate move.

The lightsaber in his hand instantly released a dazzling light, like a bolt of lightning piercing the night sky.

The sword energy filled the air like a heavy fog, squeezing into the space between heaven and earth, and the force of the sword was as fierce as a mountain collapsing. Then the lightsaber in his hand came out and hit Zhao Tianquan directly in the face.

Before the lightsaber fell, sword energy surged in like a tidal wave, and the situation changed, shocking people's hearts.

Zhao Tianquan's expression was solemn, but he did not avoid it at all.

His fists were clenched, and his body was as stable as a rock. Every exposed muscle was full of strength, and his whole body was covered with a layer of orange light as thick as rock and soil.

Facing Su Liang's sword power, his fist struck forward like a hammer. The ground shook due to his power, and dust flew up, as if it was about to lift the entire competition stage.

The scene was so spectacular and the momentum was so majestic that it seemed as if the entire space was stagnant for a moment.

In the stands, the spectators watched intently as this thrilling duel reached its climax.

Who will win between the prodigious martial artist at the pinnacle of the third level and the monster of Universal Truth and the power of the sword in the first level?

Two by two.

A huge sound exploded, and the sound waves scattered. The aftermath of the rippling spiritual power was absorbed by the formation arranged in advance to prevent it from spreading to the stands.

The dust on the competition stage was billowing, making people look down upon the situation for a moment.

Many people wanted to scan with their spiritual thoughts, but were blocked by the anti-interference formation arranged in advance.

Those with the ability to peek did not reveal the answer in advance. They just looked at the center of the competition platform with interest.

The dust slowly dispersed.

The first person to show up was Su Liang. He was lying on the edge of a corner of the competition stage, almost falling off the stage. Under him was a hundred-meter ravine plowed out by him.

Su Liang's mouth was bleeding, his clothes were torn, he didn't get up, he just opened his eyes and looked at the sky.

"Third Senior Brother...lost?"

"It makes sense, after all, it's three realms fighting one realm."

"Well... having said that, I'm still a little disappointed."

"Wait a minute, look, what's going on?"

Only then did everyone notice the other side.

The red-haired Cheng Shuanglin held an extremely dim lightsaber in his hand. At his feet was Zhao Tianquan, who had passed away unconsciously.

With a soft bang, the lightsaber was extinguished by Cheng Shuanglin, and then he looked at Su Liang with extremely complex eyes.

"In the second scene, Zhao Tianquan lost consciousness."

"Su Liangsheng!"

The audience was in an uproar and couldn't believe it.

He actually won?

"I'm not dreaming, am I? Third senior brother, did you win?"

"Nanxi Sword Sect, you are so lucky."

"This boy is amazing. There won't be another Luo Zijin, right?"

Su Liang stood up silently, lowered his eyebrows and looked at his outfit, feeling a little melancholy.

The carefully selected robe just fell into pieces.

Fortunately, he had an alternative.

With his left hand, he touched the storage ring, and a brand new and identical set of green clothes was put on him.

Tsing Yi 2.0, launched!

After getting up, he frowned at the pain in his chest.

At the last moment, both sides changed tactics.

A martial artist at the peak of the third realm punched him. Fortunately, he crushed a body-protecting jade pendant in advance, otherwise his cultivation at the second realm would have been exposed early.

Su Liang glanced around and took in everyone's expressions.

He needs to be high profile.

The more high-profile the better.

In this way, when he goes down the mountain to slay demons, there will naturally be a lot of people staring at him.

He was already looking forward to it.

When the time comes, will the hidden man who comes to kill him be from the Fourth Realm or the Fifth Realm?

I hope their net worth will not be too small.

"Mr. Cheng, I need to rest for two hours." Su Liang withdrew his gaze and nodded to Cheng Shuanglin.

The latter hesitated for a moment and said, "How about three hours?"

Su Liang was silent for a while, but he didn't insist this time, "Then three hours."

Cheng Shuanglin looked at Su Liang with a look that was precious.

At the age of seventeen, he understood the power of the sword and revealed the Universal Truth. It was the sect's great fortune.

Let me just say, this kid Xiaoliang is so talented, how come he hasn’t made any progress in ten years?

Emotions are a big move here.

This almost instantly became the common answer for many elders.

Meng Jing looked at Xun Yuandao and asked curiously: "Did you know this a long time ago, so you gave Huitianyou to him in advance?"

Xun Yuandao was equally shocked and almost subconsciously replied: "How is that possible?"

"This is... our Nanxi Sword Sect should be in great harmony!"

Immediately afterwards, his heart became excited.

The other peak masters were always silent, and the atmosphere seemed a bit gloomy.

It’s Xiaolian Peak again.

As Cheng Shuanglin announced that Su Liang would rest for three hours, after a brief discussion in the stands, talented people walked out one after another.

They entered the remaining fifteen competition stages and began to defend the competition.

The realm of cultivation is basically in the three realms.

The age of the Golden Lotus Society is stuck under the age of twenty-four. The geniuses of this age almost all polish themselves in the three realms, accumulate Yaoguang, and prepare for the fourth realm of Kaiyang to realize better Divine Ability.

Someone of Zhao Tianquan's level is the ceiling level of this Golden Lotus Club.

But who would have thought that Zhao Tianquan, who was so powerful, would be defeated by Su Liang.

Universal Truth, sword power, ten years of forbearance, just for now?

Could it be that Nanxi Sword Sect’s sudden Golden Lotus Meeting was a wedding dress made for Su Liang?!

The forces on all sides are constantly calculating the gains and losses of their interests, and at the same time, the atmosphere is somewhat heavy.

Luo Zijin has become a threat, and they have no choice but to do so, but now there is another Su Liang?

Seventeen years old... After Nanxi Sword Sect turns eighteen, he will go down the mountain to slay demons, right?

Each force has different ideas.

There are those who show kindness, those who are silent, and those who have twisted thoughts.

And after Su Liang's two games started, other competition stages also started fighting for offense and defense, and the people on the stage were not ordinary people.

Someone from the Nanxi Sword Sect headquarters also appeared, a third-generation disciple of Zixiao Peak.

In fact, in terms of seniority, Su Liang is extremely senior and is a direct disciple of the generation.

All this is because Xiaolian Peak has a sparse population, the peak owner is obsessed with alchemy, and his disciples are very slow to spread their branches.

If Su Liang hadn't accepted a disciple this time, there would still be no second-generation disciples in Xiaolian Peak this year.

In other arenas, most of the competitions were evenly matched, and only four were able to do so relatively easily.

Yu Yuanliang and Du Zhengqing from Danding City.

The Saint of Frost and Snow Palace, Hong Yunlan.

The Zixiao Peak disciple of Nanxi Sword Sect, Zhou Yun.

They are all at the peak of the three realms.

Their ages are not too young. Except for Du Zhengqing, who is 21 years old, the other three are all 22 years old and have strong strength.

They are all the leaders of the young disciples of the four major sects, so naturally there is not much pressure.

Zhou Yun has always kept a low profile because of Luo Zijin.

But on Zixiao Peak, he was the first disciple of the new generation, a sword cultivator who understood the meaning of the sword.

As for Hokusai Academy, the woman in white had never appeared on the stage. Wu Mianyu, who was in purple, was bored. Only when Su Liang took action did he show strong interest.

Three hours passed by in a blink of an eye.

When Su Liangtun stood up, a figure was already standing in front of him.

Wu Mianyu raised the corners of his mouth, smiled and said to Su Liang: "I am only in the second realm, let's have a game?"