This villain, please exercise some restraint.

"I, I actually lost..."

The sword in his hand fell to the ground with a sound, and the disciples of the Knife Sect looked in disbelief at the old man with black and white hair in front of him. The old man looked far less powerful than him. He was even a little lean and had a plain appearance. He only had one pair of eyes, which were exquisite. Zhan, made him look very energetic.

"To lose so quickly——"

He really couldn't accept it. He had won almost half a morning and had been chopping melons and vegetables. The sudden blow caught him off guard.

Chi Xuan, who was lining up behind the old man, was also stunned when he saw this. In this case, this Sword Sect disciple whose condition has declined will be replaced by other disciples of similar level.

Moreover, he is a disciple of the Sword Sect who is in full condition and has never had an inflated mentality.

Then all the hidden advantages brought to him by this queue that has never seen a winner will disappear.

Damn it...why did it happen at this time——

Thinking of this, Chixuan wished he could just jump in line in front of the middle-aged lean man.

At least wait until he passes the test before pretending...

But if you think about it, in fact, this is completely unfeasible.

"What defeats you is strength and mentality."

The old man glanced at the sword sect disciple in front of him. Although he knew that this was the so-called NPC among the young people, he still pointed out the problem for him.

"Strength? Mentality?"

The sword sect disciples looked a little puzzled.

"Yes, I have never seen your sword skills before, but no matter what sword skills, there are always some things in common, such as...the control of mentality."

"It is irrefutable that you are not as strong as me, but what made you lose so quickly was your mentality."

"I have been waiting in line here for half a morning to observe. It is undeniable that although I don't have high expectations for the swordsmanship of your sword sect, judging from what you have shown, it is indeed unique. This undoubtedly hit me. Old face."

"On this issue, I admit that it was my superiority that led to my misjudgment. There was something wrong with my mentality on this matter."

"Similarly, your mentality also went wrong in this competition... In short, you underestimated your opponent."

"Underestimating the enemy is the biggest flaw."

"So even if it's not me who defeats you, you are still very close to defeat."

The old man's words made the sword sect disciple fall into deep thought, but soon, a hand patted his shoulder.

"Daosan, you rest first, then I'll do it."

"And this friend from the Martial Arts Alliance, please—"

The Dao Sect disciple who walked out looked respectful, stretched out his hand, and made a "please" gesture towards the old man.

Smiling, the old man stepped into the door of Dao Sect and then disappeared.

Chixuan looked at the new Dao Sect disciples and sighed silently in his heart.

Now this queue has instantly changed from the queue that is most likely to be passed to the queue that is probably the most difficult to pass.

The newly replaced Sword Sect disciple was in full condition, but he, after queuing for most of the morning, his legs were a little numb.

After moving his legs, Chixuan faced the steady gaze of the Sword Sect disciple and took out his long sword from his space backpack.

The Dao Sect disciple frowned and stopped Dao San who was leaving.

"Bring him your knife."

Catching the thrown sword, the newly replaced Sword Sect disciple handed it to the red-haired boy in front of him.

"This is the screening of the Sword Sect, but Your Excellency came to participate with a sword. If you are not interested in the Sword Sect, you might as well move to the Wulin League. Some of the elites of the Sword Sect have been transferred by the leader of the alliance. Maybe you can find them Signs and gestures.”

As soon as these words came out, some players looked surprised and started whispering.

"No wonder the gatekeepers of the Wulin League are all swordsmen. No wonder the gatekeepers of the Wulin League this time are like iron walls. It turns out... they are all the elites of the Sword Sect!"

"So this is it... Damn, I thought it was the alliance leader 'Mian' who created it. As soon as I got online and ran to the Central Plains, I saw the sword wielder guarding the door. I want a martial arts alliance that has not been washed with blood. ...It turned out that there was another batch.”

"But the two guys guarding the gate now are awesome. What do they think about the previous ones? It feels like they are almost catching up with the previous Seven Musketeers."

"..."

Chixuan glanced at the sword in the hand of the Sword Sect disciple in front of him, "I remember that there is no clear rule that you must use a sword to participate in the Sword Sect's competition, right?"

At least, it's not clearly stated in the mission.

"It is true that there are no clear regulations, but I am very curious. You all claim to be sent by the Wulin Alliance to participate in the Sword Sect Competition."

"It is understandable that the strength varies...but you are a sword wielder and you have no understanding of sword techniques at all. If you are participating for this reason, I can understand that this is the interference of the Sword Sect against the Sword Sect."

"Fire and water are incompatible. Our Sword Sect and Sword Sect, even if they are both under the Wulin Alliance, are incompatible with each other."

Chixuan was shocked by these words. This sword sect disciple was too sensitive and had a strong sense of territoriality. This statement, which seemed reasonable at first glance, was filled with two words - prejudice.

The guy in front of me, or in other words, the entire Sword Sect, has strong hostility and strong...prejudice towards the sword and the Sword Sect's NPCs.

Why is this happening? Such questions flashed through Chixuan's mind.

According to his knowledge, the world of destiny is not illogical. Maybe... there is a hidden secret in it?

But soon, he put these doubts behind him. Now, passing the initial screening is the most important thing.

"What interference? What sword sect? Who told you that I don't have any understanding of sword skills?"

Throwing away the sword in his hand, he reached out and took the knife from the sword sect disciple's hand. The red-haired boy looked at the NPC in front of him steadily, the corners of his lips curved, and he smiled wantonly.

"Do you dare to compete? Even if this sword is not so handy, I can still... beat you."

"You have to watch carefully!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chixuan waved his knife and struck directly.

The Knife Sect disciple frowned and dodged easily, tightening the knife in his hand.

"You have no rules and you are holding a sword. Do you think you understand the sword technique? It's ridiculous."

The red-haired boy's blow missed, the Sword Sect disciple said coldly.

The knife in his hand went straight to meet him.

Without slowing down, Chixuan's left arm was directly scratched with a sharp knife.

He didn't have any discretion in his hand, and the cuts were deeply scarred.

Blood immediately slid down his arm and dyed his clothes red.

But intoxication flashed across the handsome face of the young man opposite, and his eyes shone brightly.

"It's such a quick cut, it's... it hurts so much, it's great!"

Although his body was injured, he actually smiled and praised him, and then he started fighting with the sword sect disciple again.

"Is this guy sick?"

A player looked at the scene that suddenly turned bloody in front of him and muttered to himself.

"Hey, he looks very ill."

A player in another queue picks up the call.

"I didn't expect that in the Sword Sect, anyone who touches the sword will be punished. I have to change the weapon quickly...Forget it, let's not do this mission."

Another player glanced at the sword in his hand, shook his head at the scene in front of him, and chose to run away.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen rounds passed, but neither side had any intention of stopping.

The Knife Sect disciple fought for dozens more rounds. After Leng Buding's calf was slashed by the red-haired boy with several injuries on the opposite side, he gradually felt that something was wrong.

This guy...why is he getting braver as he fights?

Not only that, although his sword skills were still unstructured, it was precisely because of the lack of rules that he became increasingly unable to resist and dodged again and again.

Weird...so weird.

And even though there seemed to be no pattern, he always felt that even if the boy opposite him made a random strike, the angle would be quite tricky.

After barely fighting for dozens of rounds, the Sword Sect disciple was already being chased by the blood-stained red-haired boy carrying a knife across the field.

When the players saw this scene, most of them opened their mouths unconsciously.

This... what kind of play is this?