Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

Chapter 476: Pre-Event Gatherings

In the West Side of Arakatsu, in a mansion compound, the whole place has been wrapped up by Sai Zuomo the Beast.

The tables and chairs in the courtyard were neatly arranged and more than two hundred people from different empires were gathered after the second round of candidates.

Tang and Tang are together, Chu and Chu are together, after all, their own people are the most familiar.

Competition among geniuses inevitably brings together national fighters, and here it is equivalent to a hug.

Nearly three hundred people around, Qin's warriors appeared a little embarrassed, except Tang Muqing, Hua Yunfei, Twilight Snow, Ji Changkong four people, plus some from the Emperor's capital, the number is only a dozen.

Compared to dozens of other countries, the gap is clear. Even in addition, Xiao Chen and Chu Chaoyun, who had not yet been present, could not break the number of twenty.

As the surrounding countries swept their eyes towards Huayun Fei and others, their eyes flashed with contempt from time to time.

From time to time, he whispered, embarrassing several people in the Great Qin Nation.

In fact, Qin's spirit is scarce. In the four emperors' domestic mattress, it has been a long time. Even the top 100 players did not break into the last Five Kingdoms Competition.

Unfortunately, the Five Kingdoms Tournament stipulates that royal disciples cannot participate. Otherwise, with the strength of the winning month, there is no pressure to break into the top 20 at least.

The royal families of each country are self-contained and are reportedly able to communicate directly with the realm and have their own cave heaven and blessed land.

So the invitation to this ancient tower, like the Five Kingdoms Competition, will never reach the royal families.

“Liu Yong, I haven't seen you for three years. It's rare to get together. I wonder if your sword can still win. ”

At this time, Zhou Wei, a martial artist from Summer Country, said to a son of Tang.

This gathering, in other words, was a process of probing each other before the battle.

Countless acquaintances on the field want to know how each other's progress is going, and then estimate their strengths, and what are the chances of getting 20 places.

With so many people, half look at Zumo's face, and the other half, more importantly, the 20 places.

Tang Guo Liu Yong, rose up and smiled softly: “That's what I meant. A year ago, I could defeat you. A year later, I could still defeat you. ”

Whoa!

With the appearance of the two, the voice of the discussion in the field immediately stopped and the eyes gathered in the past.

In a battle in the ring, everyone can be an opponent, able to understand the power ahead of time, and reasonable evasion will save a lot of energy.

Bell!

In the courtyard, the sword was swordy, the two quickly fought together, and all kinds of sword moves continued to be used.

The scene was quite a banner drum. At one time, no one could do anything about anyone. Liu Yong said unexpectedly: “For a year, I didn't expect you to succeed in understanding the sword's intentions. You have learned 30% of the sword's intentions. It's not easy! ”

Zhou Wei waved his sword to the extreme and said slightly with some pride: “A year is enough to change a lot of things. If that's all you can do, it would be better if you met me in the battle of the ring, but you would have already admitted to losing. ”

Boom!

Zhou Wei's long sword suddenly trembled, a stronger sword, sprayed out, even with sword strength became sharp a few points.

Dang, dang!

Between the sword waves, Liu Yong suddenly pushed back several steps. The advantage in the scene suddenly began to think of Zhou Wei tilting.

“This is 50% sword intent! ”

The warrior watching off the field, whispered softly, 50% of the sword is already the culmination of the sword, as long as you pass this kan is Dacheng's sword.

Ordinary swordsmen, reaching the age of 50% swordsmanship, are already very tough, no wonder around here dare to challenge Liu Yong.

It turns out that there is such a basket of gas, so it is released.

Liu Yong's face also slightly changed, but soon returned to normal, slightly smiling: “50% of the sword? I reached it six months ago, you should have just reached it. ”

Boom!

The sword will also rise, the momentum immediately pulled back, and the mastery of the sword will be better than Zhou Wei's.

Combined with the enlightened situation being stronger than the other party, Zhou Wei instantly gained a comprehensive advantage, and Zhou Wei did not know when he could only struggle to resist.

After a hundred moves, Liu Yong gazed and found a broken sword that stabbed each other in the face door. This sword was extremely cold and dangerous.

Zhou Wei jumped and quickly retracted his sword to resist. Who knew that Liu Yong was just a spurious move. At the moment of his sword collection, the long sword forwardly picked.

Striking him on his wrist, he immediately cut a wound. The long sword came out of his hand. Liu Yong took advantage of the momentum and took a step forward. The cold sword blade was erected around Zhou Wei's neck.

“Promise me, Brother Zhou, it looks like you've been practicing for nothing for a year. It's best not to run into a good fight in the ring. ”

Liu Yonghaha laughed and took the sword back to the sheath. Zhou Wei's words to him were returned to each other.

Zhou Wei returned to his desk with some frustration. The friends beside him immediately comforted him: “Don't be discouraged, you have 50% sword intent, and the wind landscape has learned the peak of Xiaocheng. It is still a little hopeful to get 20 places. ”

Zhou Wei smiled bitterly: “Nothing, it just made me see myself better. Though I wasn't one of the top few, I couldn't compete with Ding Feng, Jiangzi Ink, Chu Tomb and others, but the top 20 is more than enough. ”

“I didn't expect it to end this way, I'm making progress, others are making progress! ”

The next few players in the field cut each other off, including Jiangzi Ink, Chu Tomb, and Muxin Yatian Demon Palace three young masters in their respective mixed battles.

There is also the battle between Pei Shaoxuan and Xia Xieyuan, the battle between Ding Feng and the old wrongdoer Zuomo, the most eye-catching.

The strength of these people is recognized as the most sophisticated in the presence of all, and the great battle came down, making the idea even stronger.

Even Liu Yong shook his head and sighed slightly after watching Ding Feng and Zuo Mo fight: “I am not as good as him. If I encounter him, I immediately confess to losing and save my strength to deal with the next battle. ”

Hua Yunfei and others on the side of the Greater Qin State looked very ugly, thought that even if there were people from other countries, the difference would not be so great.

At least there was a chance to turn around. After a few wars, I shook my head and sighed. The secret passage used to really sit in the well and watch the sky.

Bang

A warrior from Emperor Du, a swordsman from Tang dynasty, kicked out, revealed a little blood on the corner of his mouth, his face looked painful.

The swordsman shook his head: “The martial artist of the Great Qin Nation still can't do it. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked you to be a challenger. ”

That's a nice thing to say, but in the ears of Hua Yunfei and others, it's worse than humiliation.

“Don't go, I challenge you! ”

Huayun flied with a gloomy face, stood up, held a blood sword and slowly walked towards the swordsman.

The swordsman glanced at Huayun Fei and said solemnly: "You are stronger than him, I accept your challenge! ”

Boom!

Hua Yunfei knew that the other party could not cope. As soon as they appeared on the field, they waved the blood killing sword method to the extreme, the sky was full of red light, the blood sea swept up, and brazen breath rushed.

The swordsman, whose face did not change color, stepped back and resisted Hua Yunfei's continuous offensive.

Until the moment of irrevocable retreat, he stopped walking and shook his head: “Very powerful martial arts, unfortunately you can't even understand the sword, it's a bit wasted, defeat! ”

The sword rolled up, the swordsman's temper suddenly surged, sword tactics became fierce, just one sword swept away Hua Yunfei's attack, the long sword left a faint blood mark on his face.

Then take the sword and quickly retreat. If not for the mercy of your men, Huayun will die instantly under this sword.

Ji Changkong took advantage and turned to the person: “Ji Changkong, can you teach His Excellency a high trick! ”

The swordsman hasn't answered yet. A knife friend next to him stood up and laughed: “It's been two battles in a row, can I stop you? ”

“Yes, Ishiyong is yours! ”

The swordsman nodded and agreed, returning to his seat began to take care of himself, winning two consecutive games without paying much attention.

In his view, the man who beat the Great Qin Nation is not worth his pride at all.

Twilight Snow softly said: “Very well, try your best to make you lose orally. ”

Shi Yong laughed: “Don't make me laugh, let's talk about it when we win! ”

Shh!

Ji Long Sky attacked first, the star sword method, waved out, the stars circled around.

But the knifer didn't care too much about each other's vision, shouted loudly, and directly slashed it with all his might.

He's taller than Ji and can crush each other with his bullying knife.

pēng pēng pēng pēng!

After a few hard spellings, Ji Long Empty's arm was shaken and numb. Her chest was more painful and she knew that her energy was a little worse than her counterpart's.

Without hidden strength, combining my 20% sword intentions with sword moves, I finally recovered a little disadvantage.

The knife man laughed: “It's interesting, but 20% of the sword intent is not here to see, you should still lose! ”

A wind burst above the knife, and the swordsman finally made his full strength.

Dang, dang!

Ji Long Sky three swords in a row. Finally, he couldn't resist. The long sword in his hand was directly split and quickly flew towards the outside of the courtyard door.

Below, I thought I had a saint soldier. I could make a little snowfall. I watched Ji Long Sky get swept away and his face changed slightly.

Drinking tea with your head down, when you don't see anything done, is like going out to challenge your heart completely.

“Admit your fate, Daqin has insufficient spirituality and little competition. Even if the heavens are equal to each other, they are far less powerful than the geniuses of other countries. ”

“In this age of budding martial arts, you are doomed only to be partners.” Shi Yong said with no emotion.

Ji Chang's face was empty but had to admit that the other party was telling the truth.

Whimpering!

At this moment, outside the courtyard door, suddenly a loud sword sounded, whimpering, crisp and bright.

The crowd hurriedly turned their eyes away, but outside the door, a knife in a white robe clamped his fingers to a long sword.

The sword struck with great force, but the knifeman used only two fingers. Holding the tip of the sword at will, the body of the sword is also unable to advance by half, shaking violently in the air.

Shi Yong's face changed slightly, his last three swords of fear was all he could do, his pinnacle of killing, how powerful he knew.

The long sword he struck off, at least one of his peaks, half the power.

If you avoid the unusual, after all, the speed has slowed down a little, but the person clamps the tip of the sword with only two fingers, and it stops at will, which is a little unbelievable.