The Path Toward Heaven

Chi Yan was stunned.

He never imagined that Jing Jiu mentioned the May Fair, but then said that he would participate in the sword test.

The rest of the people also did not expect that there was a strange quietness around the stone forest.

Chi Yan came back to God and thought it was ridiculous. He said: "You are no longer a three-generation disciple, so naturally you cannot participate in the sword test."

Jing Jiu said, "So how do I participate in the May Fair?"

Chi Yan thought that you are already a second-generation teacher. If you really want to go to May, you will be humiliated by the child face. Naturally, there are ways, for example, you can take the role of leader.

Jing Jiu said: "If you don't participate in the sword test, you will get the qualification to go to the May Fair, and many people will not be convinced."

Everyone thought, you still know.

Of course, no one was convinced by Jing Jiu, especially those disciples who were good at Kendo and wanted to show their skills on the sword.They admit that Jing Jiu's talent for kendo is indeed very high. The problem is that he is too young and the state is still shallow. If it is not fortunate to follow Zhao Layue to the summit of God's end, how can he become their uncle?

"So I still have to participate."

Jing Jiuwang looked in the direction of the disciples of Liang Wangfeng and said, "As long as I win, no one will disagree."

Listening to this, the disciples of Qingshan were in an uproar and felt that this person was so arrogant.

Chi Yan thought about it and said, "The lottery has ended, and it is too late to arrange now."

Jing Jiu said, "Just name it."

Jian Ruoshan can challenge him by name, he can naturally challenge others by name.

A lot of eyes fell with his eyes on the second stone platform between the cliffs.

"Please advise."

Jing Jiu looked at one of the disciples of Liang Wangfeng and said.

The man was a little fat and looked at some people and animals.

The fat man was called Ma Hua, and his name was very inconspicuous. He ranked thirty-seven in Liangwang Peak, and he was also inconspicuous.

The disciples of Liang Wangfeng are very famous, but many people do not know him, they can know how low-key this person is, or that it is easy to be ignored.

Discussing, the disciples did not understand why Jing Jiu should challenge this person by name.

As for the outcome ... Jing Jiu is still adhering to the realm, and logically speaking, any disciple of Liang Wangfeng can easily defeat him.But not long ago, Jian Ruoshan, who ranked 46 in Liangwang Peak, was easily defeated by Liu Shisui. Who knows if Jing Jiu will surprise people again.

Jian Guang moved slightly, and MCA came to the field, looked at Jing Jiu with a smile, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "How do you know that Liu Shisui was me?

Jing Jiu said, "I don't know."

Ma Hua looked slightly different and said, "Then why do you want to name me?"

He thought he had guessed the truth-Jing Jiu wanted to avenge Liu Shisui.

Jing Jiu did not know that Shang Defeng suspected that Liu Shisui was involved in the death of Bihufeng Zuo Yi because Ma Hua discovered that Liu Shisui was not there that night.

He did not even know that both MCA and Gu Han already knew that he was not there that night. In order to cover up for him, Liu Shisui insisted on not saying where he went.

He only knows that this obscure fat man is the military division of Liang Wangfeng, and Liu Shisui's game should be his hand.

The most important thing is that since Xijianxi started, he didn't like this fat man.

Ma Hua smiled and looked at him seriously.

Four years later, he found that he still couldn't see through this young man. Because of this, he has remained vigilant and even hostile.

"I know you must be hiding strength, for example, no one has ever seen you control the sword, but I am sure you can already ..."

He said to Jing Jiu: "So no matter today's final victory or defeat, I can always see a little secret of you, which is not bad."

After saying this, he rose with the sword, broke through the clouds, and fell on a stone pillar in the height.

From Jianguang's point of view, MCA should now be in a state of nowhere. Judging by Liang Wangfeng's standards, it is indeed somewhat ordinary.

Countless eyes fell on Jing Jiu, full of curiosity.

Many sword-washing disciples can control the sword, not to mention the disciples who participated in the sword-testing conference today.

Logically speaking, Jing Jiu should be able to control the sword long ago, but no one has ever seen it.

Some people even thought that he encountered some strange obstacles in his practice of kendo.

People wondered how he was going to climb the stone pillar over a hundred feet high.

If you can't even go up the stone pillars, how can you try the sword?

Chi Yan raised his right hand, begging to please.

Jing Jiu's iron sword behind him lifted into the air.

This posture looks a little weird, like a hunter walking into the dark forest holding up a torch in his hand.

Looking at this scene, the disciples looked slightly different, thinking to themselves what this was to do?

Chi Yan raised her eyebrows when she thought of a possibility.

Some white-haired elders on the stone platform felt that they had seen it before, and they wondered with certainty. Is it the Liaotian style in the Nine Dead Sword Technique?

In ancient times, there were many methods for sword cultivation to control the sword, but it became less and less until it became the present, and it all made sense.

Walking on the sword, you can come and go freely, relatively relaxed, and more importantly, the monk stands on the sword, and the empty hands can display the sword tactics to facilitate the attack.

If you use other methods of sword control, you need to hold the hilt with your hand, and naturally there will be no change.

Suddenly there was a buzzing sound under the stone forest.

The air waves hit the ground, the gravel rolled, and Jing Jiu disappeared from the spot.

No one responded at all.

People looked up subconsciously, and saw a hole in the clouds of the sky, a faint black spot could be seen vaguely?

What happened when he fled in fear?

Countless lines of sight fell in the sky, quiet.

Accompanied by a sword roar, Jing Jiu returned to people's vision and fell on a stone pillar.

No matter what others think of him, he is calm.

Zhao Layue felt a little embarrassed and bowed his head to drink tea.

She guessed that he should have been flying for a long time because he hadn't controlled the sword.

It's really high.

The teachers of Qingshan clearly saw that Jing Jiufei fell to the top of the Qingshan formation before falling down.

——While still in the artistic conception, you can fly the sword to such a high level in such a short time. This young disciple is indeed a swordsman wizard worth watching by Aoyama.

On a stone pillar a few tens of feet away, MCA ’s fat face showed a dignified expression for the first time, saying: "I did n’t expect your sword control to be so good. I wanted to prepare for some amazing moments in the future. I feel sorry for you when I came out. "

Jing Jiu didn't speak. In the past, he never controlled the sword. It had nothing to do with wanting to hide his strength and hope for a blockbuster. He had his own reason.

Ma Hua smiled, suddenly stepped on his sword, and fell to a stone pillar farther away.

The distance between the two stone columns is now more than 130 feet.

The farthest killing distance of the disciple Feijian of the Chengyi Realm cannot exceed one hundred feet.

Even if Jing Jiu is talented, Kendo is far more than an ordinary apprentice, Feijian must be the end of the crossbow before Ma Hua, and no longer powerful.

Looking at this scene, the disciples on Shangdefeng and several other peaks frowned, only the disciples of Liangwangfeng remained unchanged.

They are very familiar with MCA's behavior style, knowing that he will not miss any details, will not care about any evaluation, just pursue victory.

There will be no exceptions today.