Konoha no Uchiha's desire to survive

The martial arts exam is a big event, so many companies and even schools will rest during this period, just for everyone to watch together or cheer for their families.

"Brother, where did your sword come from? Why haven't I seen it before?"

On the road, Xia Feng couldn't move his eyes from looking at the long knife Xia Feng was holding in his hand. The exquisite patterns on the scabbard made people want to play with it just by looking at it.

"This is a knife, not a sword, and children should not touch such dangerous things. If you like it, I will get you a better one after you meet my requirements. It is definitely more beautiful than mine."

Xia Feng is a typical donkey, so if you want him to be motivated, you need to give him some sweetness.

"Huh...Xia Congyun, you actually came with a weapon. I've never seen you use it before!"

The examinee's waiting room is fully occupied, and there are very few people who come here as calmly as Xia Congyun. Yiliu has known Cong Yun for a long time but has never seen him practice weapons.

"Just kidding, isn't today's opponent Peng Yang! I also read his swordsmanship on the Internet and felt that it was too disadvantageous to be bare-handed, so I took out the things at the bottom of the box at home to play with."

At this time, the broadcast sound came from the lounge, and the students who needed to compete in the first round all walked out of the lounge.

"Xia Congyun, come on!"

The martial arts arena was even bigger than last time, and the invigilator was already waiting when the two reached the middle.

"Hey...all of you have brought weapons, so please be more self-conscious. There are five teachers around you, including me, who will supervise and expel anyone who plays tricks."

Both of them nodded to show that they knew the rules, and they each pushed about five steps away and were ready.

"start!"

Following the supervisor's order, Peng Yang drew his sword out of its sheath, and then stabbed at Cong Yun with a lunge.

Peng Yang's tactics are very suitable for the elements of the battle. Cong Yun is good at defense and counterattack. It doesn't mean that he can't attack, but he needs to understand the opponent's situation.

When the long knife was out of its sheath, Cong Yun used the back of the knife to hold back Peng Yang's temptation, and only at this time did Peng Yang see the strange weapon in Cong Yun's hand clearly.

"It's really an interesting weapon! I hope it can make my eyes shine like your body refining technique."

Speaking of the next game, it was a sneak attack with black feet, and the two separated five steps again.

Cong Yun raised his knife and chest guard and stared at Peng Yang, and Peng Yang on the other side didn't dare to be careless in the slightest.

After confronting each other for more than ten seconds, knowing that his momentum could not be weak, Peng Yang launched an attack again, this time it was no longer a test.

With a wave of spiritual power in the long sword in his hand, a stream of sword energy flew straight towards Cong Yun. Cong Yun knew that Peng Yang, who was collecting information, would not be so stupid as to not look at it.

Coupled with the brainstorming of many masters in his family, he naturally had a set of methods against Cong Yun. After five rounds of fighting against Peng Yang's family's support team, he came up with an important message.

That is, Xia Congyun didn't practice spiritual energy, that is to say, as long as he wasn't pulled into the position that he was the worst at close combat.

Then he would be invincible, and Xia Congyun didn't have all kinds of wonderful abilities brought by aura.

With a backhand slash, the oncoming sword energy was scattered, and after feeling the attack power, Cong Yun felt a certainty in his heart.

Peng Yangyang was known for his speed, he could even swing his sword four or five times in one second.

Moreover, he had obviously practiced the matching swordsmanship, and the entire sword energy formed a sword net to surround the clouds.

Every swing of the long knife in his hand would shatter a large piece of sword net, but in the face of such intensive attacks, sometimes it is normal for fish to slip through the net.

His body had already been cut several times by the sword energy, Xia Feng and Xia Yu beside him both covered their mouths with tears in their eyes.

Cong Yun started to fight back when Peng Yang roughly grasped Peng Yang's limit. Although he didn't practice aura, the inner qi cultivated by Yin-Yang Jue could also be used.

With the long knife and a wave of Cong Yun's hand, the crowd around saw a full moon rising into the sky, and then Peng Yang's sword energy net was cut into pieces.

Shocked, Peng Yang opened some distance and planned to continue to use long-range attack, but when he opened the distance, there was a break in attack.

Cong Yun seized such an opportunity very keenly at this time, and the speed of the physical explosion took advantage of such a gap to directly kill within two steps of Peng Yang.

Knowing that he had missed the opportunity, Peng Yang raised his sword to meet the enemy only once, and every time the sword collided, it would cause ripples.

This is the result of the aura contained in Peng Yang's sword being scattered. Seeing this, Peng Yang is not calm. Once the aura of the sword is consumed, his situation will be bad.

Originally, he thought that he could attack from a distance with sword energy, but it seemed that this move would not work, but when he thought of this, his long sword turned suddenly and the sword went sideways.

Cong Yun's long knife was unbelievably slashing with a wonderful sword, this should be Peng Yang's unique move.

At this moment, Cong Yun felt a shock, and a sword qi pierced through his armpit sideways.

And that sword energy actually materialized and suspended behind Peng Yang, and with a wave of his hand, six physical sword energy transformed from spiritual energy appeared behind Peng Yang.

"Xia Congyun, pay attention, remember to call ahead if you lose."

After Peng Yang reminded, the long sword in his hand attacked again, followed by the six spiritual swords behind him.

Cong Yun could not keep up with Peng Yang's sword and aura sword at a single round of speed, and the trajectories of these aura swords were also a little hard to fathom without writing sharing eyes.

It's only a matter of time before they lose at this rate, because the surrounding supervisors will stop the competition directly according to the situation on the field.

The first door of the eight-door dunjia opened again, and at this moment, the speed, reaction, and strength all followed and even surpassed.

Peng Yang didn't hide when he saw Cong Yun's eruption, and there were also secret aura practitioners who refined their bodies and erupted again.

The two erupted at the same time. Some spectators could no longer see their movements clearly, they could only see the lights and swords flickering on the field.

Cong Yun's knife-style tricks can often make Peng Yang restrained. This is a skill that Cong Yun has summed up on the battlefield.

Although Peng Yang's sword qi was fierce, it lacked a real life-and-death fight. After Cong Yun figured out his sword moves, he was soon lost.

Unwilling to admit defeat, the sword in Peng Yang's hand suddenly came out, and he used up his last spiritual energy to control the long sword and the six swords at the same time.

A sword formation was formed, and hundreds of thousands of sword qi spewed out towards Cong Yun.

Cong Yun swung three knives in one breath to form a hexagonal sword aura. Although the same sword aura is not as dense as the opponent's, Cong Yun wins in quality.

When the sword energy of the two sides counteracted, Cong Yun appeared behind Peng Yang as if he was changing shape.

The back of the long knife rested lightly on Peng Yang's neck, glanced at the strange sword on his shoulder, and Peng Yang raised his hand to admit defeat.