Chapter five hundred and ninety third swordsmanship
Shi Potian stood in the field as arrogantly as a steel spear, and the killing aura on his body made no one else dare to approach him.
Shi Potian remained silent and just stood there watching the ceremony. Until Master Yuxu announced that anyone could step forward to challenge Bai Candong, everyone's eyes were focused on Shi Potian.
Sure enough, Shi Potian lived up to expectations and walked towards Bai Candong on the stage. He stared at Bai Candong like the tip of a knife and a spear. Without even blinking, he walked directly onto the stage.
"Shi Potian really wants to challenge Bai Cangdong. I've seen a good show this time. I don't know how long Bai Cangdong can last under Shi Potian."
"If Shi Po Tian goes all out, I'm afraid that Bai Cang Dong will definitely be defeated within a quarter of an hour at most."
"It won't be so soon, right?"
"Why not? That's Shi Potian. Even if Bai Candong is a little weird, he is completely useless in front of Shi Potian."
"Yes, Shi Potian's true life seal is the Great Emperor Gu'ao, who has the power to kill all the enemies of the ages. Only real strength can challenge Shi Potian head-on. Do you think Bai Cangdong, a second-level talented person, can
Are you going to compete head-on with the saint-level sage-level Shi Potian?"
"Originally, the so-called challenge was just a formality. In the past, at most, some people would come up to spar with a few symbolic moves and then surrender on their own. This time, when the master broke through the sky, it was lucky that Bai Cangdong didn't die on the spot."
Everyone was talking among themselves in private. They didn't expect that if they just came to watch the ceremony, there would be such a good show to watch.
The battle between Shi Potian, who once almost became the eldest disciple of the sect, and Bai Candong, who was about to become the eldest disciple of the sect, although the balance of victory and defeat had long been tilted, still aroused everyone's interest.
"Shi Potian, do you want to challenge my disciple Bai Cangdong?" Palace Master Yuxu asked in a pretentious manner.
"Yes." Shi Potian answered extremely succinctly.
"Do you know that fists and feet have no eyes, and if you get on stage, you will be destined to live or die?" Palace Master Yuxu asked again.
"I know." Shi Potian's expression remained unchanged.
"Okay, light the lamp." Palace Master Yuxu said lightly, and someone lit a glass lamp under the stage.
This lamp is called Ao Deng. When the lamp is on, the battle begins. When the lamp goes out, it stops. If the visitors cannot tell the winner before the lamp goes out, it will be judged as a draw. Otherwise, if the fight continues, I don’t know how many days it will take.
At night, there is no need to hold this ceremony.
The lamp can burn for about an hour, and then it will extinguish on its own. That is to say, Bai Cangdong must support it on the stage for an hour before he can safely pass the test.
"Shi Potian will come back unexpectedly. It's going to be bad now. Do you think Bai boy can hold on until the light goes out?" Li Daoxuan asked Lu Hongtu with an ugly expression on his face.
If it were anyone else, Li Daoxuan would not be worried about Bai Cangdong at all. With all the miraculous abilities Bai Cangdong has shown, it is possible to defeat the opponent, let alone persist for an hour.
But now the person taking the stage is Shi Potian, the amazingly talented Shi Potian, the man who is regarded as the Shura God of War on the front line.
After countless life-and-death trials with the Eastern Earth Demonic Kingdom, Shi Potian can no longer be described as a genius, because he has already transformed into a true strong man, an undefeated strong man who can withstand any blow.
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Not to mention a sage, I heard that Shi Potian was on the battlefield. He once dealt with a demon emperor alone, and was chased by the demon emperor for hundreds of thousands of miles. In the end, he came back alive. Such abilities far exceeded those of his peers.
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"Those bastards actually brought back Shi Potian. I don't know what benefits they gave Shi Potian. Shi Potian, who hated them so much, would actually agree to fight." Lu Hongtu also gritted his teeth. He didn't expect Shi Potian.
Breaking the sky will come.
"It's okay, if Bai Cangdong can't become the disciple of the sect master, it won't be so easy for those who want to harm him." Li Daoxuan sighed.
"But if he loses at this time, Bai Cangdong will no longer be qualified to take over the Yuxu Palace. His life will be in vain. Do we have to wait for his son and grandson to come again?" Lu Hongtu said helplessly.
"So what? Even if Bai Candong fights on the stage and refuses to retreat, the final outcome will only be worse. It's not like you don't know the ability of Emperor Gu'ao. With Shi Potian's current state, he is said to be invincible at the same level.
It’s not an exaggeration.” Li Daoxuan said.
Lu Hongtu just sighed and said no more.
Shi Potian was already standing at Bai Cangdong, looking at Bai Cangdong silently. He had already held a knife in his hand. The blade of the knife was like water, clear and cold, with lines like water lines in it.
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"My sword will never come back as soon as it comes out. It's not too late for you to step down now." Shi Potian said to Bai Candong.
Bai Cangdong just smiled, looked at Shi Potian and said: "I have heard of your name for a long time, and it is just right for me to be able to fight today."
Without saying a word, Shi Potian slashed at him with his sword, going to the extreme. Although the sword was just an ordinary downward slash, it gave people the ferocious aura of a thousand troops rushing to kill him.
"What a master, Po Tian. He can condense such artistic conception with just one strike. Among the sages in this world, I am afraid that his martial arts is the most powerful." Many people couldn't help but sigh after seeing this sword.
Bai Cangdong remained motionless, holding the black iron heavy sword in his palm. Instead of retreating, he advanced forward and met Shi Potian's long sword with a simple diagonal slash.
A clean sword has no special momentum or special power. A diagonal cut is a diagonal cut, but it gives people a strong sense of purity.
Just like a painter painting, different people can paint the same scenery with different feelings. The most basic reason is lines. Only those who can draw lines well can draw good paintings.
Bai Candong's sword takes the most basic skills to the extreme and condenses the pure artistic conception of cutting. A simple cut gives people an artistic enjoyment.
Everyone's expressions changed slightly, and they didn't expect Bai Cangdong to be able to condense the artistic conception of this simplest trick.
"when!"
The swords crossed each other, and it turned out to be an even fight. No one took a step back, and the swords did not stop. They stood in different places, and the swords in their hands quickly cut horizontally and vertically, and the sound of the swords clashing was heard.
Everyone was already dazzled by the sight. The two were just exchanging the simplest basic moves, but each move condensed artistic conception. It was so powerful that it was outrageous.
Bai Cangdong has some admiration for Shi Potian. His artistic conception was secretly learned using the Wuxie Taoist body, but this Shi Potian obtained it through his own practice. He is worthy of being the person who almost became the disciple of the head of Yuxu Palace. Indeed,
A man of astonishing talent and beauty.
"It's a pity, it's a pity. If they are both saints, Bai Cangdong may not lose to Shi Potian." Li Daoxuan looked depressed. The more he looked at Bai Cangdong, the more he liked it. But when he thought about what Bai Cangdong was about to face, his face became pale.
It collapsed immediately.
"It is indeed a pity that this level of talent is not inferior to that of Shi Potian, but he came too early. If it could have been more than ten or twenty years later, and when he reached the Holy Stage, Shi Potian might not be his opponent.