Chapter 291: Big Competition Arena! Come together! 1880)
He went to find Gu Youhan again and said softly:
"Elder Bone, I would like to request some battle images of Dong Xingzi!"
Gu Youhan was stunned and said: "You, you want to challenge him? He is a strong Yuan Ning Yuan, and he has already reached the fourth level of Yuan Ning Yuan! You two are a whole level apart!"
Fang Ning said: "I want to see it! I want to try it! Please help me, elder."
Gu Youhan looked at Fang Ning, shook his head, and said: "Okay, I'll help you. We have been in an old relationship for many years. He defeated me countless times eighty years ago. I have indeed collected a lot of things over the years.
Xingzi's battle images.
Many of them are due to his self-battle in the Hunyuan Sword Pavilion of Zhaixing Tower. I originally saved them to deal with him, but now I don't use them at all. Now I kill him like killing a dog!
But Fang Ning, I don’t advise you to do this. It’s a level difference and it’s a complete crushing battle. You are no match for him.”
Fang Ning smiled and said, "I have the sword in my heart, I'm not afraid!"
A realm? Back then, the Xuan family was two realms behind. Old Jian’s peerless sword power still crushed the Xuan family to pieces. With this invincible trump card, Fang Ning really had nothing to fear!
Gu Youhan nodded and said: "Okay, since you ask for it, let me give it to you. Someone will send it to you in a while!"
Sure enough, not long after Fang Ning returned to his residence, someone sent a stack of image jade plates. Fang Ning put them into his life and death stage, and fierce battles suddenly appeared one after another.
Gu Youhan was really attentive to Dong Xingzi. These battles included almost all the battles during which Dong Xingzi entered the Sword Sect, from his entrance examination, to the sect competition, to becoming his disciple and practicing self-cultivation with Elder Zhang. It can be said that it included everything.
All the battles Dong Xingzi has fought in the past hundred years.
Fang Ning began to watch these battles. Dong Xingzi's original name was Xing Yaodong, and he was born in Haizhou Xing family. At the age of eighteen, he entered the sword sect and became proficient in the seven major swordsmanship. He was awarded the title of Qiming Star in the Hunyuan Sword Pavilion of Zhaixing Tower. He obtained the peerless secret book.
Starry Sky Jue, so he simply changed his name to Dong Xingzi!
Fang Ning began to systematically understand Dong Xingzi. He watched Dong Xingzi's battles countless times. He simulated himself as his opponent, analyzed and studied day by day, and tested again and again, looking for Dong Xingzi's weaknesses bit by bit.
Time passed like this little by little, and in the blink of an eye, the sect competition was just around the corner. Three days before the sect competition, all the disciples who were about to graduate from the Sword Wu Sect gathered together and had a break-up drink.
At this banquet, some people were drunk and some were crying. The most critical period in their lives was about to pass. From then on, they would go their separate ways and work hard for their own future and life.
Fang Ning was also drunk. In the blink of an eye, four years and twelve days of study and life were over. Fang Ning had experienced many things in the past four years, including great joys and great sorrows. But all this will pass, and a new life is about to begin!
Zi Qingshan did not attend this banquet. He is Dong Xingzi's beloved disciple. He will stay in Wujian Sect and will be a mentor in the future. Maybe he can become an elder of Wujian Sect. These fellow disciples who are about to leave Wujian Sect, he does not have.
Interested contacts.
After the banquet, everyone was preparing for the competition in three days. Even Yang Hui, Zhao Long and others who had already confirmed the acceptance of the legion were actively preparing because the results of the competition would determine their future military ranks.
In the blink of an eye, the bell rang and the competition began. Many disciples of the Sword Wu Sect gathered in the central square!
In the central square of the academy, all the disciples of the academy were divided into twenty groups, standing in the square, facing these stone statues. The person in each group was their mentor. There was no one in front of Fang Ning.
Suddenly a figure appeared in front of everyone, it was Dong Xingzi, a strong Yuan Ning Yuan master. After he appeared, more than 20 mentors saluted slightly and said: "Elder!"
Dong Xingzi nodded towards these instructors, his eyes never leaving Fang Ning, full of hatred!
After looking at it for a few times, Dong Xingzi withdrew his gaze, finished scanning, and said: "Disciples, today is the day of the sect competition..."
Dong Xingzi will still host this competition, and it will be the same old tune. It will still be a non-differentiated ranking battle according to the previous rules, and then the battle will end, and the top 500 ranking battle will be held the next day.
The battle began. Fang Ning randomly assigned an enemy. Looking at the enemy in front of him, Fang Ning smiled. He couldn't help but think of the great battle that year. The opponent seemed to be a disciple of the Epee Sect, holding a giant sword and wanted to say something.
What.
Fang Ning didn't even look at it. He drew his sword, just one sword, and a purple light appeared in an instant. The opponent was cut off with his sword in one fell swoop, and he died before he could react!
Fang Ning looked at the long sword in his hand and shook his head. That's it. These disciples have all joined the Twelve Heavens in the past two years. All the strong men in the past have left. These newcomers, except for those who have mastered the sword's will.
Disciple Bang, there really is no one who can block his sword.
Just like this, Fang Ning won twenty games in a row with one sword strike. The battle ended, and then he continued to win twenty games in a row every day. Even if he encountered an opponent who had mastered the sword's will, he would kill him with one sword, and he would be the first in the battle.
!
In the blink of an eye, the first stage of the competition was over, and the top 500 ranking matches were left. One day off, and the next day would be held.
Finally, the top 500 ranking competition began, but those people were not actually participating in the competition, only 392 people.
Twelve days deliberately let all the disciples make a choice, whether to participate in the competition or go home for vacation. They can only make one choice. You can't have it both ways. In fact, in this battle, almost all the remaining students will graduate soon.
Twelve-day disciples, and Twelve-day disciples in the first year of entering the innate realm.
Those twelve-day disciples who have entered the innate realm and have practiced for two years will not participate in the competition. They will return to their homes and exchange for resources because this is their last chance.
Finally entered the final battle of the competition
This competition between the top 500 people uses a technology similar to that of a martial arts arena. Everyone can stand in the audience and watch the competitions one after another as if they were watching a competition in real life. It is absolutely exciting.
The 392 people participating in the battle were all waiting silently at the edge of the ring. In addition, there were more than fifty outsiders who were also watching. They were the accepted representatives of the major legions and could also observe.
Play like this.
Everyone was talking about it:
"The number one I think this year should be Wei Woming of the Demon Sword Sect. He has reached an agreement with our Qilin Legion and will join us after the competition."
"Congratulations, congratulations, brother, you have found a talent, but he may not be the number one. Yi Yanran from the Demon Sword Sect is also very good. This is the real talent. She has agreed to join our Fierce Tiger Legion."
"Congratulations. Congratulations, but I think Wang Wu from Kuai Jian Sect is the favorite to win the competition."
"I heard that Xin Chunfeng of the Fengjian Sect received another sword intention. It's really hard to say who it belongs to first."
"Actually, Xiao Guitou is pretty good too. His sword skills are so weird and powerful."
"Li Siyang, the Blood God Hammer, is truly the most powerful. I heard that his sword intention to fight cattle across mountains has expanded the range by ten feet."
"Ah, it seems that there is no hope for Yang Hui, Zi Qingshan, the Sword Enlightenment Sect that I am optimistic about."
"Oh, I still miss Yan Xuejun back then. She was here. This and that, with one strike of the sword, they all flew away. There is no hope for anyone else."
"Yes, yes, I also miss the Heavenly Sword of the past. In the past two years, Yan Xuejun has not been simple. He has become famous and is running rampant in the Wu Hao Empire.
It is said that she has entered the realm of Ning Yuan this year, and even three Dongxuan strongmen were defeated by her, and we were the ones who went out in the twelfth day, which is really amazing!"
These people were talking about who could be first, and then the competition began.
The person who presided over the competition was Situ Kong, the leader of the Broken Sword Sect. He was the only one who didn't go, so he was the only one to host it. Besides him, there were eleven deputy hosts, all from major sword sects.
Among them were the law enforcement elders, Dong Xingzi, sitting safely on the high platform.
The competition began. In the first round, two disciples came on stage and started fighting. This battle was related to their future lives. They fought very cautiously and never retreated. They fought for a full quarter of an hour before one of them fell off the stage due to exhaustion.
I was so breathless looking around that I almost fell asleep.
The second big match, between the Fantasy Sword Sect and the Shield Sword Sect, was even longer. The Shield Sword was good at guarding, but the Fantasy Sword was fickle. The two fought for half an hour before it ended. It was simply torture.
The audience watching the game discussed a lot:
"This year's election is so grueling that it can't be over in a month."
"Yes, yes, it didn't look like this in previous years. Oh, just wait."
"Who is next? I hope it will be fun."
"It should be about the same. There are disciples of the Kuai Jian Sect. I know this Shui Xinyuan. He practices the three core sword techniques of the Kuai Jian Sect. He is known as the Breeze Swift Sword. His quick sword is very powerful. He should end the battle quickly."
In the third match, it was Fang Ning. This was Dong Xingzi’s intention. Fang Ning faced off against Kuai Jian Zong Shui Xinyuan.
When the two of them came on stage, Shui Xinyuan was extremely energetic and high-spirited. Fang Ning and others looked over, but their eyes were slightly narrowed, as if they were about to fall asleep, and they didn't look like they were participating in the competition at all. Everyone who looked at them shook their heads.
In fact, all this was Fang Ning's pretense. He walked up to the stage, touched the bluestone slab under his feet, and let out a sigh of relief.
I have been practicing swordsmanship for ten years, practicing hard every day, and practicing swordsmanship with all my heart. Today I will kill everyone! Do something that will shock everyone in the world!
After ten years of sharpening a sword, I have never tried the frost blade. Today I will use my sword with high eyebrows!
At the beginning of the game, Shui Xinyuan faced Fang Ning arrogantly and slowly pulled out his long sword. Before the long sword was unsheathed, the opponent's lightsaber came. The sword was as fast as lightning. He resisted with all his strength, holding a continuous sword.
The long sword in its sheath was used to break the speed. In the blink of an eye, he fired twelve swords in succession. On the thirteenth sword, he felt his body light up and his head flew up.
Before he could understand what was happening, he was killed by Fang Ning. Fang Ning was so quick that he rushed to his side in an instant, struck down with his sword, and killed him! Instant kill! Shui Xinyuan's long sword had not been drawn yet.
out!
Everyone in the audience stared blankly at the stage, not believing their eyes, but just like that, Shui Xinyuan, known as the Breeze Swift Sword, was defeated without even pulling out his sword. It is really unbelievable.
But victory is victory. The battle is over and the referee signals Fang Ning to step down.
Fang Ning seemed to wake up suddenly, stretched and smiled easily:
"Very good, I won't go down anymore, it's too troublesome and time-consuming.
I'll stand on the stage and challenge 390 of you by myself. I'll finish the fight in one go, which saves trouble.
Try to solve it within an hour. Once it's solved, come on, let's do it together so I can continue to sleep. I didn't sleep well last night."
After saying that, Fang Ning even yawned.
As soon as these words came out, it was shocking! (To be continued)