"A sword, really a sword" "How could it be that Wei Jun was really defeated by that kid's sword" "It's also the peak of the True Qi Realm, the gap is too big."
Wei Jun lay on the ground, blood spilling from the corners of his mouth, and his face was still full of disbelief.
Even the early stage martial artists of the Chongxiao Realm are definitely not so violent.
It was just a sword, and it actually shattered his eight stone tablets, and it hit him even harder.
In other words, Ling Dao's sword before was definitely already a battle power in the Sky Realm.
The swordsmanship of the Xuanwu Sword Sect is strong in defense, and Wei Jun, as the leader among them, is defending with all his might, so he is naturally extremely strong.
But even so, now Wei Jun is still lying on the ground like a dead dog.
It's not that he's not strong, it's that Ling Dao is too strong.
In the entire Xuanwu Sword Sect, among the peak disciples of the True Qi Realm, the strongest was Wei Jun, but he was still not the enemy of Ling Dao's sword.
"Heaven Splitting Sword Sect wins Xuanwu Sword Sect, directly eliminated" An Santaiping's voice sounded at the right time, and the battle between Ling Dao and Wei Jun was over.
The five peak disciples of the Xuanwu Sword Sect have all been defeated, and in the first competition, the Xuanwu Sword Sect was defeated.
Then in the first round of the competition, the Xuanwu Sword Sect was directly at the bottom.
The sword fighting conference was divided into three rounds, and the first round, the competition between the disciples of the True Qi Realm, only accounted for two percent.
In other words, the perfect score for the first round is twenty victory points, and for the second and third rounds, it is forty victory points.
The first place in the first round is twenty victory points, the second place is fifteen victory points, the third place is ten victory points, the fourth place is five victory points, and the fifth place is zero victory points.
Now the Xuanwu Sword Sect is directly at the bottom, that is, there is no victory point.
"Sect Master Wu, it seems that the swordsmanship of your Xuanwu Sword Sect disciples is really not very good.
Ling Dao was only fifteen years old, and with just one sword, he was able to defeat the most outstanding disciple of your Xuanwu Sword Sect.
Alas, I didn't expect the Xuanwu Sword Sect to decline like this, it's a pity" Ling Dao defeated Wei Jun with one sword, and what he did was simply too beautiful.
Even Duan Zhenghui smiled extremely proudly.
Now Duan Zhenghui is sarcastic about the Xuanwu Sword Sect Master, and the Xuanwu Sword Sect Master is also speechless.
The disciples of the Heaven Splitting Sword Sect were also happy.
The Heaven Splitting Sword Sect defeated the Xuanwu Sword Sect, then, in the first round, the Heaven Splitting Sword Sect was at least the top three.
The next competition is a matter between the other three forces, and it has nothing to do with the Heaven Splitting Sword Sect.
"Senior brother, you are simply amazing" "Haha, my senior brother's swordsmanship is superb, I'm ashamed of myself" Haoran, Zhuo Bufan and the others all changed their words, no longer calling Ling Dao, but senior brother, reflecting their respect for Ling Dao.
Although they were older, Ling Dao's strength was stronger than all of them.
As the so-called master is a teacher, Ling Dao is naturally qualified to be their senior brother.
"Well done" Johnson's brow also stretched, no matter what, at least in the first round, they were at worst third.
Ling Dao made a move, and it was really extraordinary, those Xuanwu Sword Sect's True Qi Realm peak disciples, in front of him, were like three-year-old children.
Being able to do this, Duan Zhenghui and Zhuang Xin are already very satisfied.
As for the first, they hadn't thought about it, after all, the Heavy Sword Sect and the Ansan Clan, but with ten True Qi Realm peak disciples participating in the competition, they had a great advantage in numbers.
"The second competition is the Epée Gate and the Yasan Clan" Even An San Taiping himself was stunned, he didn't expect his luck to be so bad.
On the bamboo stick in his left hand is written on the heavy sword gate, and on the bamboo stick in his right hand, it is written on the Yasan clan.
In other words, one of the Ansan clans and the epee gate will be the fourth place in the first round.
"Without us" "So lucky" The disciples of the True Martial Sword Sect laughed, they were ready to fail.
Whether it is against the Chongjian Sect or the Anshan Clan, they are bound to lose.
But now, they have a bye, which means that the True Martial Sword Sect can be ranked third at worst.
"Brother Zhong, I didn't expect that so early, your Heavy Sword Sect would clash with my Anshan Clan" An San Taiping smiled extremely brightly, but his heart was worried.
The Ansan clan has an absolute grasp of the other three forces.
But against the heavy sword gate, there is no chance of victory.
The competition between the martial artists of the Chongxiao Realm, with Anshan Feihong in charge, should be no problem.
However, the children of the Anshan clan, who are at the peak of the True Qi Realm, are not extremely powerful.
"Haha, it's just a fight between juniors, let's see" Zhong Taicang touched the beard on his chin, but there was a smile in his eyes.
The epee gate must not only win, but also win beautifully.
He didn't plan to let the disciples of the Heavy Sword Sect go up one by one, but planned to directly let Situ De go on the field and defeat all the disciples of the Ansan clan.
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Situ De, eighteen years old, is at the peak of his true qi realm, and he is dressed in a well-fitting black robe, which sets off his heroic and extraordinary.
Among all the True Qi Realm martial artists in the Heavy Sword Sect, if Situ De said that he was the second, then no one dared to say that he was the first.
Even the other disciples of the Heavy Sword Sect didn't know how strong Situ De was.
When it was the turn of the Heavy Sword Gate and the Ansan clan to fight, Situ De walked directly to the sword fighting platform.
He glanced at the Anshan clan disciples with disdain and said coldly.
"I'm enough to deal with the ten of you" Situ De's words suddenly quieted down the field.
He grabbed a big sword in his hand and pointed at the ten True Qi Realm peak disciples of the Anshan Clan from afar.
He's not talking big, but he really has that kind of confidence.
"Hubris, let me beat you" Among the children of the Anshan clan, there was a peak martial artist of the True Qi Realm.
He didn't say a word, he held a steel sword in his hand and attacked Situ De.
It's a pity that Situ De only made a sword and smashed him away.
Immediately afterwards, the second son of the Ansan clan played, but unfortunately the result was the same as before.
With just one sword, Situ De easily defeated the children of the Ansan clan.
Situ De's strength is also shown in the eyes of everyone.
The third, fourth, fifth, and all the way to the ninth were all defeated by Situ De with a sword.
The last Ansan disciple was all frightened by Situ De.
He is indeed stronger than the other nine Ansan clan disciples, but unfortunately he is not much stronger.
"Let's lose" Just when the last Ansan clan disciple had just stepped onto the sword fighting platform, Situ De threw his big sword violently.
As a swordsman, under normal circumstances, he would never do this, but Situ De has enough confidence.
The big sword was like a sharp arrow, and at the fastest speed, it shot towards the last Ansan clan's disciple.
He hurriedly waved his sword to resist, but unfortunately he couldn't resist at all, and even people with swords were smashed and flew out.
The entire Fighting Sword Palace was instantly quiet, and Situ De's arrogance made everyone silent for a long time t1706231537: