In the back mountain sword tomb, Zichujian heard the whistling sound from Tie Xuanfeng through the sword inspiration, and understood that this was a code commanding him to unsheath himself. It immediately responded, the sword body trembled slightly, and a clear sound came from it.
.The sound it made was also very loud, penetrating through the gaps in the stone gate of the Sword Tomb and transmitting all the way back to the direction of the arena.
Tie Xuanfeng whistled again, and Zichu Jian responded again. After repeating it three times, both sides stopped making any sound.
Three whistles, meaning to notify Zi Chujian to leave the sword tomb and go to the ring!
Zichu Jian was inexplicably excited, and the shaking of the sword suddenly increased, and a dazzling white light emerged from the sword, illuminating the entire dark belly of the sword tomb.
The hundreds of swords around were also touched, trembling slightly and resonating strongly, as if they were bidding farewell to Zi Chujian, which was very magical.
The two masters guarding the stone gate of the Sword Tomb waved their sleeves and robes, shooting out several waves of internal energy and hitting the stone gate with a loud bang, triggering the mechanism of the stone gate.
The stone door opened with a bang, and the gap grew from small to large, revealing the stone steps in the sword tomb, and a lot of cold white light flowing out from it.
Zichu's sword broke free from the crack in the stone with a "swish" sound, and rose up from the ground, revealing the entire sword blade. The further down the sword body was, the sharper the edge became, and the edge was as thin as a cicada's wing. Zichu
The sword circled three times in mid-air, drawing three streaks of white light, as if bidding farewell to many of its kind, and then flew out of the cave.
Zichujian's flying speed was extremely fast, and it didn't take long for him to fly all the way from the back mountain to the sky above the ring. Under the gaze of many martial arts people, he picked his head, showed off his strong internal strength, and changed his path to fly up into the sky.
It shot straight into the sky and disappeared from people's sight, leaving only a vaguely visible white dot.
When the spectators in the three stands saw this, they were all amazed and felt it was an eye-opener.
A sword can actually come out of its shell. It can come and go on its own, and it can also fly so fast and violently. If it is used to kill people, it is definitely a sharp weapon for killing people. Even if it cannot take someone's head thousands of miles away, it can still be used to kill people.
It's no problem to kill people in the air within a dozen feet.
"What a sword! What a sword!" An old man with a white beard, who was as short as a dwarf, clapped his hands and praised in admiration from the east stand. He was so excited that he jumped up from his seat, did somersaults in mid-air, and then fell back down.
Seat, "This sword is full of internal energy. It has the power to pierce the clouds and shoot the sun. It can be said that the sword is released from the hand and goes straight to the sun and the moon to cut through the clouds!"
The people sitting on the east stand are all the distinguished guests invited by the Zhujian Villa. Every single person is a celebrity in the world. Among them, there are many warriors from the seventh and eighth heavens, and there are also warriors from the eighth and ninth heavens.
Rare.
The short old man who cheered was a master among masters and a strong hand among strong men. He was short in stature and had lightning-like movement. He was nicknamed "Three Feet Shadowless Old Man" and was one of the four old men in the south. These four
These old men are all worldly masters. They usually like to play with the world and seldom interfere with the affairs of the world. This time they were invited to watch the Zichu Sword compete in the ring. By the way, they can support the face of Zhujian Villa and calm down.
Place.
Among the many distinguished guests, these four were considered to be the top ones and were placed at the highest point of the east stand, far away from the others.
"With this level of internal strength, this sword can already be regarded as a top-grade sword. Why do we declare it to be a top-grade sword and falsely declare a grade?" asked another old man among the four old men in the south, "a shocking old man with one look" twirling his beard.
. His left eye was blind, and he covered it with an embroidered eyepatch, revealing only the other golden eyeball. The remaining eyeball was as bright as a bright light, so he was praised as a "shocking eye."
"The best swords not only look at the internal strength, but also the quality in other aspects. Master Tie told me once two days ago that this first sword lacks some heat compared to the best swords, so it is not yet a top sword.
"A slight mistake can make a thousand miles difference. The level of a sword is just like martial arts. Even if it lacks a little bit of fire, it won't work." Another old man, "Purple-faced Lei Guangsou", interjected and replied. This man, because of his martial arts practice,
His body was affected, and his face turned purple and eggplant color, which looked quite weird.
"Oh, I understand, it must be missing that 'thing', so it can't be considered a top-grade sword." The old man suddenly understood and nodded. Many top-grade swords in the world are missing that little bit of heat.
, that little thing makes it impossible to become a top-quality sword.
"Even a top-grade sword is very rare. It's not in vain for us four bad old men to come all the way here. I don't know which junior is lucky enough to take such a good sword home. If only a certain junior could get this sword.
, I must be happier than having a wife." The wandering old man sitting on the far side smiled and said. Among the four old men, he liked to join in the fun the most. This time the four of them gathered here, most of them relied on him.
Behind it is fueling the fire.
While the four old men in the south were talking, Zichu's sword had fallen from the sky, drawn a straight line, and inserted it accurately into the Panlong Stone Tower. Half of the sword was submerged, and the rest of it was shaking. It was pulled out in mid-air.
A ray of white light slowly dissipated into the invisible.
"It is indeed a good sword!"
"It turns out this is Zichu Sword!"
"Zi Chu Sword has appeared, Zi Chu Sword has appeared!"
There was a warm roar from the stands, and everyone left the table and clapped their hands.
The Sword-Forging Villa earned a lot of face, and at the same time, it also brought a lot of attention to this arena competition. After the applause gradually subsided, Tie Xuanfeng stood up again, made some remarks, and then used the name Sword Slave.
The forger of Chujian called over. The sword slave also said something about the scene, and then a group of servants carried firecrackers onto the ring and set them off on the ring. A large number of firecrackers crackled and made loud noises, shaking the surrounding stands.
They all swayed slightly, and in this festive way, the sword invitation ceremony came to an end.
Zichujian was left on the Panlong Stone Tower, waiting for its future owner to take it away. Several masters in the villa, including sword slaves, stayed around Zichujian to protect Zichujian's safety and prevent
The gangsters stole and robbed.
Everyone looked at Zi Chujian from a distance, and even though the ceremony was over, they still refused to leave. They wished that the arena competition would start now, so that the challengers could have a good time. Many people disagreed with Tie Xuan about this idea.
Feng said so, but Tie Xuanfeng just smiled in return and refused to easily change the previously set date.
Everyone was helpless and could only continue to wait dryly.
Compared with this group of unrelated spectators, those who were fighting were even more anxious. After they left the ring and returned to the mountain col, most of them chose to stay behind closed doors, either sharpening their guns in the yard or thinking hard about their opponents.
of flaws.
Zhao Zheng belonged to the latter group. After returning to his temporary residence, he locked himself in the house, spread out a piece of white paper on the table, and tapped on the white paper with a pen.
Black dots the size of rice grains fall on the white paper, which looks chaotic, but actually contains a mystery.
These little black dots are actually the layout of a sword formation!
Tomorrow Zhao Zheng will fight against Tie Xuanfeng's grandson Tie Yinhua. Tie Yinhua has received the true inheritance from his grandfather and is good at using swords to form formations. Although the sword formations he sets up are not as powerful as Tie Xuanfeng or Sword Slave, they are still quite powerful.
, if you don’t know the depth, you may suffer big losses in the sword formation.
In this life, Zhao Zheng participated in the competition for the Zichu Sword for the first time. However, in the previous life, he participated in the competition for the Zichu Sword more than ten times and has memorized the entire process. As for the skills of the contestants,
, and they all know it in detail.
The sword formation that Tie Yinhua is good at using is called the "Plum Blossom Sword Formation". This sword formation is very simple, far inferior to the dead-end sword formation set up by the sword slave before, and even worse than the Galaxy Sword Formation that guards the sword tomb.
Level. This sword formation is modified from the well-known plum blossom pile. When setting up the formation, multiple swords must be inserted into the ground, forming a complex geographical environment.
Others are among the swords. If one is not careful, they may be injured by the swords around them. There is also a set of swordsmanship specifically designed to match this sword formation, which can be used to coerce and lure the enemy to the sword on the ground.
To achieve the purpose of hurting people.
If you want to break the Plum Blossom Sword Formation and avoid being injured by the swords on the ground, there are only two ways, either to defeat the person setting up the sword array before it is set up. Or to remember the positions of all the swords to avoid being scratched by the swords.
In addition, all formations have a weakness called the eye of the formation, and the Plum Blossom Sword Formation is no exception. If you can occupy the eye of the formation to fight, it can also greatly weaken the power of the sword formation.
Zhao Zheng remembered all the arrangements of the Plum Blossom Sword Formation, as well as the position of the formation's eyes. He drew the entire sword formation on paper, held it in his hand, examined it, and compared it with the sword formation in his memory to confirm.
After making sure it was correct, he nodded. He stared at the black dots on the white paper, and his thoughts seemed to be immersed in the battle with Tie Yinhua, imagining how he should retreat and retreat, how to seize the formation, and he was confident.
He is 90% sure about tomorrow's battle. It seems that Lu Youfa and Qian Wanjin will give him red envelopes. One will give him 90,000 taels of silver, and the other will give him 100,000 taels of silver, which is quite generous.
He doesn't care much about money. The money in his pocket is enough for him to squander, but no one would mind if money bites his hand. Of course, the more of this kind of thing, the better. If he doesn't mind having too much money, he can spend money to buy some for himself.
Needed things, such as elixirs, armor, etc., in exchange for some more practical help.
After memorizing the formation diagram, Zhao Zheng tore up the white paper and threw it into the trash can. Then he began to meditate and rest to recharge his energy for tomorrow's battle.
Time passes and the next day dawns!
In the anticipation of everyone, the day for the arena finally came. As soon as the east turned white, Manager Zhu called everyone up and led everyone to rush to the arena. In fact, these people had already gotten up a long time ago, and they didn’t even think about it.
Someone needed to be called, but Tieniu, a stupid guy, slept like a dead pig, and only got up when he heard a knock on the door like a drum.
The contestants were all rivals of each other, and their relationship was not harmonious. They each formed their own formations and followed Manager Zhu to the ring.
Zhao Zheng was confident and seemed more relaxed than others. He originally wanted to chat with Jiang Ming on the road, but when he saw Jiang Ming's face was as heavy as water and his skin was tight, he gave up the idea.
Jiang Ming is so unlucky that his opponent is Mr. Ling Feng. Bai Feiyu can be said to be defeated, and he must be feeling very heavy now.
Manager Zhu led the contestants to the ring. However, he did not go directly to the stage. Instead, he took them to the east stand. There was a row of seats specially provided for the contestants. This row of seats was deliberately stretched a little further.
, no one is next to anyone. On the back of the seats, the name tags of the contestants have been posted, and everyone can sit down according to their names.
The other contestants had no objections to the seating arrangement and each sat in their own seats. Only Tieniu, a foolish man with many things to do, disliked the fact that his seat was not good and ran to change seats with Little Butterfly? An Xin
, of course all I got back was a curse and a roll of eyes.
The rest of the stands were also filled with people, and the crowds were more uniform than yesterday, making it a bit noisy. After everyone saw the boxers arriving, their interest suddenly rose. They pointed at the boxers,
There was a lot of discussion.
"Look, the one over there wearing white clothes is Zheng Wuji. I heard that his opponent today is not another challenger, but Senior Sword Slave! At a young age, he dared to challenge a martial artist who was one heaven above him.
It’s really full of courage.”
"In my opinion, the ultimate winner of this battle must be Zheng Wuji. It cannot be anyone else."
"That's not necessarily the case. Kong Yunjie's strength and reputation are no less than Zheng Wuji's. It's still unclear who Zichujian will eventually end up with."
The people in the stands were talking about all kinds of things, and the voices were so continuous that even if I raised my hearing, I couldn't hear clearly because it was too noisy.
Zhao Zheng vaguely heard people's discussions. Many people were discussing the simple question of who would win. Almost all of these people were optimistic about Zheng Wuji, Kong Yunjie, and Xiao Jiuge. They were very optimistic about the other strong players.
The person is not very interested.
If Zhao Zheng can win, overcome obstacles all the way, and defeat his opponents continuously, he will definitely become the dark horse of this arena competition. It is unexpected!
By then, people will no longer be talking about Zheng Wuji and others, but the little-known boy Zhao Zheng.
Thinking about this kind of thing, Zhao Zheng felt a little more hopeful. If his reputation became bigger and his sister in Qibao County heard about it, she would definitely be happy for him.
The sun rose from the east and illuminated the land of the Great Yan Kingdom. When the auspicious day arrived, Tie Xuanfeng strode onto the ring and stepped forward to preside over the ring match. He had changed into a new set of clothes today.
The material of his clothes was a little red, and he was solemn but still cheerful. There was a smile on his old face, and he looked much happier than usual.
When Sword Slave first proposed to hold an arena match, Tie Xuanfeng did not agree with it because of the various stakes. But today, when he saw that the house was full of guests and friends from all walks of life came to support him, he still had a smile on his face.
Liaohua. Zhujian Villa was founded by him, and he was naturally happy to be able to achieve the status it has today.
"Thank you all for taking your precious time out of your busy schedule to come to Zhujian Villa to witness this competition. On behalf of the entire Villa, I would like to express my sincere gratitude to you. Without your friends from all over the world these days, Zhujian Villa
It is absolutely impossible to achieve what we have achieved today. Today is the day when the competition for the Zichu Sword is held. This top-grade sword forged by my younger brother, Sword Slave, needs to choose the best master among the many rising stars. That’s right.
The so-called sword matches a hero, and only young heroes can be worthy of the sword Zichujian. You have come all the way here to see the grace of Zichujian and the competition of many fighters. Zichujian, you guys
I've seen it, it's just there, motionless. Next, it's time to hold the arena competition. Since the participants in the competition this time are all juniors, their own strength is limited. If there is anything wrong with the performance, I hope you can do it.
I'm sorry. Some people must have been waiting impatiently, so I won't say more. As the owner of the village, I announce that this group competition has officially begun!" Tie Xuanfeng shouted loudly, like a tiger roaring in the forest, the sound spread to the mountains.
, echoing endlessly.
Everyone really couldn't wait. As soon as they heard that the arena was officially called, they responded with thunderous applause and warm cheers.
When the applause stopped, Manager Zhu took the first pair of challengers off the stage. As the saying goes, the first three games were no good, Zhujian Villa specially selected a pair of challengers who were neither strong nor too weak to step in. These two people
They are Kuai Jian? Xin Ling and Little Sword Demon? Mo Yunzi.
The pair of challengers did not know each other and had little contact with each other. When they came on stage, neither of them paid attention to the other. They waited until they each jumped onto the ten-foot-high stage before clasping fists and saying hello.
Seeing the two men walking up and down, as light as a swallow, and clearly possessing real skills in their hands, the onlookers opened their eyes and cheered up.
Zhao Zheng was also very concerned about Mo Yunzi's fate and looked at the ring intently.
Tie Xuanfeng held a small red flag, raised it high above his head, waved it vigorously towards the field, and announced the start of the competition. As soon as he finished speaking, he retreated, jumped off the ring, flew back to the east stand, and accompanied Nanfang
The four old men watched the competition between the two juniors on the field.
Martial arts competitions emphasize not giving in on the spot and showing no mercy. As soon as the flag fell, Xin Ling immediately changed his moves and showed the "Suihan Pine" starting position of the Taishan School's famous swordsmanship "Cangsong Swordsmanship".
I saw him raising one hand above his head, holding the sword and pointing it diagonally downward, holding the finger tips with the other hand, stretching straight forward, with one leg high and one low, standing firmly on the ground. A cold sword aura came from the sword.
It floated out, making his collar and clothes tremble.
On the other hand, Mo Yunzi did not rush to get out of his stance. Instead, he squinted his remaining right eye with a fierce look and slowly pulled out the Lengfeng Sword. The blade of the sword and the scabbard made a rustling sound when it was rubbed against each other.
Like a poisonous snake spitting out a message. He practices Zu Xun Sword Technique. This sword technique focuses on calculating every move of the enemy and finding flaws to attack. Therefore, he is not in a hurry to strike, but likes to strike first and strike first.
Seeing Mo Yunzi's calm demeanor, Xin Ling frowned slightly, shouted "please", raised his sword and attacked first. His nickname is Kuai Jian, and his attacks are naturally as fast as lightning, and his pursuit can only be broken if he is quick. It only takes a blink of an eye.
In a short time, he reached Mo Yunzi and saw the sword in his hand thrust out. This sword was fast and agile. It pretended to be a point in Mo Yunzi's face, but it was actually going to take Mo Yunzi's choked throat! (To be completed.)
