See Jiangshan

Cheng Qianren lifted his breath and leaped towards the nearest stone platform. The moment his right hand touched the hilt of the sword, a warning sign suddenly appeared!

A sharp sound of breaking wind hit the door directly, coming very fast, like a sharp sword appearing out of thin air, hanging on the tip of the nose.

Just when someone else jumped in the air, he was helpless.The sword is half out of its sheath, but its sharpness is not exposed.

The whole body is full of flaws.

Immediately, he turned around half a circle, abruptly stopped the castration, and crashed to the ground!

When the sword energy first came out, Fu Keji was still at the northernmost point of the martial arts field. When the sword energy fell, he had already swept dozens of feet, surpassed the crowd, stepped on the stone platform, broke through a passage, and landed in the south of the field in an instant.

More than a hundred people showed their strengths, and it was exciting to be the first to grab the stage, but the eyes of the audience only followed him, causing an uproar.

Someone in the north stand praised: "What a 'geese crossing a thousand peaks'!"

Cheng Qianren felt bad because the goose landed in front of his eyes.

The sword qi was caught off guard, faster than the speed he could hone by drawing his sword thousands of times.After Kankan staggered, the tip of the nose still had a dull pain.He is aboveboard and aboveboard, and does not attack the key points of the Buddhist sect, just to force him down.

The strong wind lingered on that person, his green clothes swayed, like a solitary pine on a cliff, standing proudly alone.

The fight started on the forty round platforms, one or two people faced each other, and six or seven people joined forces to defend against the enemy, only the two of them were still in the audience.

Cheng Qianren never left the hilt of his sword from the moment he jumped to the ground. With a buzzing sound, Pi Yi finally got out of his sheath, and his brilliance exploded!

"Zheng-"

Fu Keji raised his sword to meet him.

The self-restraining sword was infused with true energy, and the red sparks burst out from the point where the sword blades collided, like a shower of clouds, a tree of fire and silver flowers.

There were six or seven round platforms around them, and the surface of the stone platform made a terrible sizzling sound, and everyone in the battle cried out in pain, and had to be distracted to resist the berserk true energy.

Cheng Qianren, who was facing the might of the sword, only felt the flames rushing towards the pulse gate, and his mind was shaken. He retreated six steps in a row, trying to stabilize his body.

Admiration sounded again.

But many people were confused: "What does Fu Keji want to do?"

"Do you have a personal grievance with that Nanyuan student?" Private fighting is forbidden during the duel between the two courts, so let's settle it now?

Elder Jiange didn't understand either, he didn't take it seriously, and said indifferently: "Maybe it's a dispute between young people's spirits."

The deacon Beilan shook his head: "The difference in realm, the difference between clouds and mud, why bother to fight?"

They have rich experience and sharp eyesight, they are not students from the two academies watching the excitement.

"Fu Keji opened the mountain and split rocks, and the crowd flew towards him. His momentum and fighting spirit were at their peak. This sword strike seemed random, but it had [-]% strength. Cheng Qianren didn't fall to the ground with serious injuries, which is already remarkable."

Everyone feels reasonable.Cheng Qianren hadn't achieved the Great Consummation of Qi Refining, but Fu Keji had been concentrating on it for many years, and was even ready to break through barriers.

Since the geese flew by, from north to south, Gu Xuejiang stood up.

Lin Duzhi didn't know sword moves, but he could see the danger in them, and he was worried.

"I tried to persuade him, but it didn't work."

Seeing that Yuan Xiasuo came to them at some unknown time, his eyebrows frowned slightly.Qiu Bei followed behind him.

When sparks fell from the scene, Gu Xuejiang calmly said, "What does he want to do?"

"He wanted to see the sword."

Yuan Xiasuo thought that Fu Keji was wrong.

Today, he should sit in meditation with his eyes closed at the Tianyuan position on the chessboard, and he only needs to release sword energy to cover the stone platform.The sword does not need to be unsheathed to win easily and beautifully.

Now for Cheng Qianren, no matter how he wins, he will lose all glory, and perhaps he will be given the notoriety of 'domineering' and 'arrogant and bullying'.

All harm but no benefit, outrageously wrong.

Gu Xuejiang was silent for a moment: "If he listens to your advice, he is not Fu Keji."

Fu Keji would probably think that it is the most suitable for watching swords, with the attention of all the people and the aboveboard.What's wrong with it, what's the fear of fame?

Cheng Qianren didn't know the reason, but when the other party's gaze fell on the old sword in his hand, he understood the other party's intention.

So he clenched Shengui Piyi tightly, took two quick steps, tapped his toes, and flew up to meet him.

At the same time, the long sword flipped in the air, but instead of cutting the enemy, it swung itself forward and backward.

The air seemed to be pierced by this sword, and there was a lot of wind in all directions.

A semi-circular arc of light appeared following the trajectory of the sword, like an autumn moon slanting in the sky, clear and cool.

Cheng Qianren took advantage of the recoil force of the sword, and his figure became a little faster, the afterimage swayed slightly, and disappeared into the moonlight out of thin air!

The students were shocked.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this?"

Not only was there no one in the Castle Peak Courtyard, but the northern stands were also silent.

"He should have reversed a certain attacking sword move and turned it into a 'light-weight technique' in order to escape." The elder Jiange sighed: "It's amazing." How many times does one need to practice a move to achieve such a perfect heart The point where you can do whatever you want.I can't help but put away my contempt and look closely.

Elder Cangshan said: "I thought he could only play a few sticks of polo and say a few wild words, but I don't think he really has some hard skills... He is indeed the most sought after genius in Nanyuan this year."

The priests of the family still disdain.

"The method of abandoning the body is not used, but it is playing tricks on a petty cleverness."

If Cheng Qianren heard these words, he would definitely slap the table and scold his mother.

I don't even have a master, who knows how to practice agility?Teach me!

He has only practiced one set of swordsmanship.Follow the teaching mantra of Mr. Hu, the vice president - just think about it.I didn't know that I had already practiced "Lonely Peak Shining the Moon" as a technique of lightening one's body, "Vast Sea and Yellow Sand" as a weight drop, and "Clouds Gathering the End of the Sky" as a vertical ladder.

"I actually learned 'See Jiangshan'." Upstairs in the library, Mr. Liu saw the crooked lonely moon and sighed, "Are you too stupid or too confident?"

The moonlight had not dissipated, but Fu Keji's sword had already risen.

The judge frowned: "You don't want him to enter the final?"

Hu Yizhi's tone was gentle, but his expression showed no emotion: "Yes."

When Cheng Qianren was in the air, Fu Keji raised his sword to his eyebrows.

Compared with the startling "geese crossing a thousand peaks" and "thousands of clouds" in the opening, this sword is too slow and really boring.

Many people turned their gazes to the north or southeast, where the sword was like rain, and the blood mist splashed where the sword fell;

Until Shino suddenly brightened, the students subconsciously closed their eyes for a moment.

However, the sky is still gloomy, and the thick clouds are rushing like splashed ink.

It is Fu Keji's sword that has come into being.

Incomparably bright radiance overflowed from the edge of the sword.

The sword moves from top to bottom, as if the sun shines on the world from the sky.Those red lights are stinging and daunting.

How does the lonely moon compete with the sun?

This sword strike came first, Cheng Qianren was forced out of the moonlight, and his body was already more than ten feet away.

Gu Xuejiang's complexion changed suddenly: "Chasing the sun!"

The students of the two colleges were shocked and speechless.

Many people only know Fu Kejiqiang, geniuses always live in some unbelievable legends.When you see it with your own eyes, you will know how strong he is.

Chief Deacon Beilan praised: "Jiange swordsmanship is well-deserved."

The elder of Jiange said modestly and proudly: "It's not because of the sword technique. Although the power of 'Zhu Ri' is great, it needs to burn a lot of true energy in one breath, and it is not easy to cultivate. It is only in the year when the mountain master was established that he learned the true meaning of this sword."

Comparing Fu Keji's master, the implication is that this son is born out of blue, and a saint can be expected.

Cheng Qianren sensed the sword without looking back.

In the past, there was no one to guide the selection of sword tactics in the library, and only the most stupid method was used to perform swords one by one in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Starting from Jiange Jianjue, it has been selected until "Jian Jiangshan".

He knew the sword was powerful.

"Clank, clank—"

The sound of swords was like rain, and Cheng Qianren unhesitatingly made twelve sword strikes in a row. The red light was scattered by the blade, piercing through his sleeves, and there were countless gaps the size of copper plates in the sleeves.His figure changed direction in mid-air, and he continued to use the momentum of the sword to recoil and flee far away.

The surging qi and blood were not suppressed, only the strong wind whistling behind him.

Fu Keji lightly tapped his toes, and moved with the sword, extremely light.

The wind blows.

Blowing the thick clouds in the sky, dust on the ground.

The blow made all the students cover their faces and squint.

The dust in the gaps between the blue bricks was blown up, and Cheng Qianren's torn sleeves were flicked.

"boom--"

Pointing at the point of the self-restraining sword, countless sword qi chased it out.

The air was compressed to form a high-speed cyclone, like a white vortex, which exploded less than three inches behind Cheng Qianren, deafening.

Cheng Qianren didn't look back, he swung his sword back to block, stepped on the green brick, and the green brick exploded.

Click on the stone platform, and the stone platform will explode!

There was a violent noise all the way, and countless contestants flew upside down and fell to the ground, screaming incessantly.

Cheng Qianren finally fell from the air.

He was forced to fall on a certain black stone platform, half kneeling and holding the sword, his back was dripping with blood.

Fu Keji landed in front of him.

There were four people fighting on the stage, but they were knocked away by the remaining sword power of the two of them.

"Gust."

The northern stands were silent again.

After 'Day by Day' is 'Railstorm', what else does Fu Keji want?

It really is a tiger like a sheep.

This black stone platform is exactly at the Tianyuan position, the very center of the chessboard.The center of the audience.

Gather all eyes.

library.Mr. Hu looked at the embarrassed young man and said, "He's full of hostility, it's not a good thing to be famous too early."

Stop the rematch today, go home to study, and find a good job in the coming year.What a big world dispute, a lifetime of disasters, let's end here.

Mr. Liu didn't understand, and said to himself: "How can there be hostility? He looks like an honest child, who is used to being tortured."

More than [-] injured contestants held up their abstention cards at their waists, and immediately the inspectors flew onto the field to lift them off.

The sky is getting darker, and the clouds are surging.

"Boom--"

Lightning shone in the world, thunder came, and in the strong wind, bean-sized raindrops hit the head and face.

Many people were immersed in the 'Raining Wind' sword force, letting the cold rain hit their faces.

In the south stand, Gu Xuejiang and others stood there blankly, their faces pale.

Fu Keji raised his sword again, his clothes fluttered, and he appeared like a god and demon in the lightning.

Thousands of raindrops in the air, pulled by his sword, gathered in one place, and in a blink of an eye, it was like a torrent of torrents, rushing violently with the momentum of thunder!

The picture is magnificent and magical.

Cheng Qianren wiped off the bloodline around his lips, and laughed at himself.

Yesterday he even slandered the other party for only being able to use "Jiange Three-Strikes", but today he encountered Jiange's most terrifying and violent three-stroke combo in the true sense.

——Chasing the sun, blowing the wind, drinking the river flood!

Someone from the north stand sighed: "It's a pity that he can't take it."

This sword is at the right time and place, far surpassing Fu Keji's own realm, even in another barrier-breaking realm, he may not be able to win.

"Fu Keji is Fu Keji after all."

Hearing such good words, the Jiange elder did not agree: "Don't be afraid in the face of danger. If you give him another three years, you can fight against the self-restraining sword."

This is a very high rating.

Cheng Qianren is still very young, he has practiced for less than half a year, and there are many three years left.

It also means that any sword move he uses right now is not enough to fight this flood.

But Chuan Hong has already arrived.

Countless pieces of rain turn into sharp swords, and thousands of swords become floods!