The dusk is hazy, shrouding the mountains and covering the villa.
The birthday banquet was long over. Zhao Zheng returned to his residence, closed the door, and opened the system warehouse in this independent and closed room. He glanced around and his eyes fell on the five wine jars piled in the corner.
superior.
Those were the five jars of imperial wine that he had spent a lot of effort to obtain a few days ago. These imperial wines had been idle for so long, and now they were finally put to use.
Zhao Zheng walked to the side where the royal wine was piled, stretched his hand into the void-like space, held the top jar of royal wine, and brought it into the real world.
The green light flashed, and the image of the system warehouse disappeared, and the ground became empty, as if nothing had happened just now.
Zhao Zheng pulled off the red silk on the wine jar, pinched the sealing mud, and pulled it off with a little force. After losing the cover, a strong aroma of wine immediately surged inside. He lifted his nose and took two deep breaths, then paused.
Feeling refreshed, he then picked up the wine jar and took a big sip from mouth to mouth. This royal wine lived up to its reputation and was the best tasting wine he had ever drunk.
Putting down the wine jar, Zhao Zheng stared at the rippling wine inside and murmured: "Whether you can get that token or not depends entirely on you."
The reason why Zhao Zheng said this was because he thought that it would be difficult to pass the sword slave's assessment and obtain the token to participate in the competition, so he needed this jar of wine to bribe the sword slave and use the back door.
In addition to being a swordsman, Sword Slave is also an alcoholic. He will never be able to resist the temptation of such fine wine. In addition, Zhao Zhengzhen's physical strength is not low, so he will definitely be lenient.
The examination of the Sword Slave is very special and strict, and even dangerous. It is very difficult to pass without reaching the fifth level.
Zhao Zheng is currently only at the middle stage of the fourth heaven and is not completely sure of passing the test, so he comes up with the idea of bribing the sword slave with royal wine. This method is somewhat unscrupulous, but he wants to get the Zichu Sword, so he has to consider it.
Not so much anymore.
He took out the royal wine, entered the dungeon and practiced hard, and the day passed.
Early the next morning, he went out early, inquired with his servants, found out where the sword slave was, and went there alone.
After the owner's birthday, he had tactfully driven away some of the low-status birthday congratulators, but the villa was still overcrowded. Many martial arts people wanted to see for themselves what the so-called assessment was like, so they refused to leave.
Some warriors who meet the age requirements want to try their luck.
There were many pedestrians on this road, walking in small groups, all going in the same direction.
Zhao Zheng followed the crowd to the door of a martial arts training hall, where the sword slave stayed and personally assessed those who wanted to participate in the competition.
Almost everyone in Luoshu Villa is practicing martial arts. There are multiple martial arts training halls in the Villa. This is the smaller one among them and cannot accommodate too many people.
There were no less than a hundred people gathered in front of the martial arts training hall, with three floors inside and three floors outside, completely surrounding the place. Even the branches on both sides were full of people.
There is a notice board hanging at the door of the martial arts training hall, which reads in scrawled handwriting: In order to obtain a token to participate in the competition, two requirements need to be met. First, the age must be under twenty-five years old, and second, one must pass a dead end.
Sword formation. There are dangers in the dead-end sword formation. Those who are not good at learning should not try it. If there are any shortcomings, we will not be responsible.
It can be seen that this handwriting was written by a sword slave. Luoshu Villa is famous for its excellent calligraphy. Everyone in the Villa has good calligraphy and would not write such a sloppy notice board.
The door of the martial arts training hall is open, and it is empty inside. No one is allowed to enter, but there are a total of 3721 swords stuck on the ground, forming a sword array. The sword slave is sitting behind the sword array alone, pouring a cup of wine for himself. Drink by yourself.
Only those who meet the conditions and are willing to break through the formation are allowed to enter, otherwise no one can take a step forward.
Even though there were many people blocking the door, no one dared to go in carelessly. There must have been troublemakers before, so they all learned to behave.
"What's going on with this dead end sword formation?"
"I don't know either, but it seems to be quite powerful. I heard that several people broke in this morning, but they were all bounced back by the sword array and suffered some injuries."
"What else can a sword formation be? A sword formation is a formation made of swords. The person setting up the formation activates these swords. Those swords will attack whoever enters."
"So magical? Then I have to take a closer look."
There was a lot of discussion among the crowd, the sound was like a swarm of bees buzzing, no matter what was said, most people were watching.
Zhao Zheng was blocked by the crowd. He thought he had gotten up early enough, but he didn't expect these people to be earlier than him. Through the crowd, he could only vaguely see the situation in the martial arts training hall, and glimpsed the shadows of a few swords. Nothing else can be seen clearly.
Although he was not able to see the full view of the Dead End Sword Formation, he knew the sword formation better than most people present.
The Dead End Sword Formation is not simple. It consists of twenty-one swords. One of the swords is the master sword, and the remaining swords are slave swords. The master sword controls the slave swords to deal with the enemy together. The master sword of the Dead End Sword Formation is called "Supreme Sword" has a very domineering name and a very high grade. Like Zichu Sword, it is also a top-grade sword.
This Supreme Sword is the first high-grade sword cast by the Sword Slave. It was before casting this sword that he made an oath to heaven to dedicate the sword to his lord, so this sword has a special meaning to him. Always stay by your side. The sword spirit of the Supreme Sword has an arrogant personality and likes to be respected by others, so he is also willing to accept the sword slave as a person who respects the sword.
The Dead End Sword Formation controlled by the Supreme Sword can create a kind of resonance and condense a huge wave of momentum. Once people get close, they will be affected by this momentum. They will be unable to move even an inch. The weak will be mentally damaged and retreat immediately. Only the strong Only then can we move forward through the waves and withstand this intimidating momentum.
The power of the sword formation is far more than that. In addition to the momentum, the organizer can also use his own internal force to activate the sword formation and control these swords to hurt the enemy in the air. This is extremely powerful.
This sword formation is just like sword moves. There are ways to attack and ways to defend. There are degrees of attack and defense, rules and methods. These twenty-one swords seem to be inserted randomly on the ground, but in fact they contain mysteries, and there are different levels of strength and weakness. Don't. If you want to pass through the blockade of these twenty-one swords, there are three paths to choose from, one is to survive, one is to get lost, and one is to die.
The road to survival is the safest, but also the narrowest, and you will be doomed if you take a wrong step. The road to get lost is the most complex and ever-changing, and you will be confused if you walk in. The road to death is the most dangerous, it seems like a broad road, but walking into it turns out to be a very dangerous trap. .
The three paths in the sword formation are intertwined, hiding murderous intent, so it is called the Dead End Sword Formation, which is truly worthy of its name.
Zhao Zheng knew how to take the road to escape, but even taking this road to survive was still difficult, it was just a little safer than the other two roads. If possible, he still wanted to exchange royal wine for the token, so that he could feel relaxed.
Among the bustling crowd, there was finally a young man who couldn't bear his temper. He pushed through the crowd and strode to the door of the martial arts training hall. He cupped his fists at the sword slave, called "Senior", and then announced his home address.
He expressed his desire to break into the sword formation. This young man had a loud voice, but his name was not bright at all, and not many people knew him.
The sword slave observed the young man for a while, and seeing that his age met the requirements, he beckoned: "If you want to break into the formation, just come in, but I have something to say first. When breaking into the formation, you are not allowed to use martial arts moves, and you are not allowed to jump high. You can only rely on
You can move forward step by step with your own cultivation, and I won’t use my inner strength to wield a sword to attack you, so you can move forward with confidence and boldness.”
"Junior has seen others break into the formation before and understands these rules. Senior, please rest assured." The young man replied respectfully.
"In that case, I won't talk nonsense. If you have any ability, just use it." The sword slave waved a single palm and slapped it on the supreme sword in front of him, pouring his inner power into it.
Motivated by internal force, the Supreme Sword immediately emitted a golden light, and then trembled back and forth. The other twenty swords also trembled shortly after. The twenty-one swords connected with the branches, releasing a fierce momentum.
, rising from the ground, filling the entire martial arts training hall. No wonder the sword slave chose a smaller martial arts training hall. It turned out to be to make the momentum more concentrated and powerful.
The martial arts training hall, which had been calm just now, suddenly experienced strong winds. The strong wind blew out of the door, pushing the people outside the door back and forth. They all narrowed their eyes and found it difficult to open them.
The young man who broke into the formation was the first to bear the brunt and was blown back a step. He quickly gritted his teeth and stabilized his lower body, and then withstood the strong wind.
The sword slave glanced at the young man's lower body, shook his head slightly, then took off the wine gourd from his waist, bit off the lid, and took a big sip.
The young man gritted his teeth and stepped forward, resisting the strong wind that came from nowhere, and walked in between the two swords that were far apart.
Zhao Zheng stood in the distance, seeing everything, and sighed secretly for this young man.
This young man didn't know the details and was walking a dead end. Let alone an ordinary martial artist, even a fifth-level heavenly warrior would have no hope if he took this dead end.
Sure enough, as soon as the young man took two steps, the road that seemed to be the easiest to pass suddenly changed. Under the urging of the sword slave, several swords flew straight out from the ground, and then quickly fell down, changing the direction of the sword.
The overall layout of the formation. Two of the swords fell just in front of the young man, almost cutting off his nose, which frightened him so much that he screamed and made a fool of himself.
After the layout of the sword array was changed, the road in front of the young man suddenly became much more difficult to walk. There were swords in all directions, and the wind became even stronger, making him stagger and unsteady. He gritted his teeth and headed towards
He took another step forward and stepped between two adjacent swords. This step was like stepping into the gap between a valley, with cliffs on both sides and a roaring mountain wind in front!
The young man was forced to stop in place, unable to move any further. He was unwilling to take a step forward several times, but failed. After several resistances, his body
Injured by the strong wind, my chest was churning, and my throat had a salty smell.
"Okay, let's stop here. Don't force yourself anymore. With your third-level cultivation, you can't walk through this sword formation even if you risk your life." The sword slave didn't want to hurt the young man's body, and he didn't want to hurt the young man's body.
Willing to waste his efforts again, he flapped the Supreme Sword again, changing the direction of the strong wind in the sword formation.
The young man opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but before he could say anything, he was blown up by the strong wind in the sword formation. He flew straight out of the door and fell into the crowd, where he was picked up by the big guy.
He stopped. A streak of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and he had obviously suffered some internal injuries. He failed to break into the formation, and felt a little embarrassed. After being placed on the ground, he said thank you, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and hurriedly left the crowd.
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This is just the beginning. As time goes by, more people will fail to enter the formation and miss out on the token. The only ones who can successfully enter the formation are those rising stars with extremely high talent and perseverance.
Zhao Zheng sent away the young man who failed to break into the battle with his eyes, and felt a little sympathy. The world only saw the glory of the winner, but paid little attention to the sadness of the loser.
He sighed secretly, withdrew his gaze, and began to look around, looking for a better place to watch. Just as he was looking around, a charming voice rang out: "Zhao Zheng! Zhao Zheng!" (To be continued.
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