Not only Xu Taiping and the others, but also the disciples from various peaks watching the battle in Yun Tower were not surprised.
"If you only pick weak persimmons, aren't you afraid of being laughed at at this first peak?"
"What do you know? The competition only happens once every six years. You must choose the most confident opponent. As long as you win in the end, no one cares how you win."
"This time, the Seventh Peak will be stopped in the second round."
"How can the Seventh Peak be the opponent of the First Peak? This match is nothing to watch."
"The Seventh Peak is really unlucky. If I didn't target the first peak so much on weekdays, I might still be able to get second place."
Except for a few people who felt that the first peak was a bit unwinnable, most of them were gloating about their misfortune.
Especially the disciples from the Seventh Peak who had already lost felt very uncomfortable when they saw the disciples from the Seventh Peak who were usually ridiculed by them entered the second round. Naturally, they wished that the Seventh Peak would lose.
And the worse the loss, the better.
Although they were separated by a lot of distance, the monks had very good eyesight and ears, so these taunts and sarcastic voices finally reached the ears of the four disciples in Qifeng.
"These people are not nice to others, right?"
Zhao Linglong muttered very unhappily.
"Don't get angry with them. The only thing you should be thinking about now is how to win this competition."
Jiang Zhi gently patted Zhao Linglong's shoulder and spoke to Zhao Linglong in a gentle voice.
"Well, senior sister, you are right."
Zhao Linglong took Jiang Zhi's hand.
"Taiping, how are you recovering?"
Qingxiao asked Xu Taiping at this time.
"It's almost recovered."
Xu Taiping had no intention of hiding his current situation from Qingxiao.
"Your warrior physique has come in handy this time."
Qingxiao nodded with satisfaction after hearing this.
He attributed the reason why Xu Taiping recovered so quickly to Xu Taiping's physical condition.
However, in a sense, what Senior Brother Qingxiao said is right.
Xu Taiping thought to himself.
…
"The second round, the first game, is between Shoufeng and Qifeng. Since Shoufeng is the leader of the previous term, it is Shoufeng who sends his disciples to play first."
After determining the opponent, the Black Dragon elder announced to everyone again.
After hearing this, everyone's eyes fell on the peak.
Everyone wants to see who they will send out first.
At this moment, a slender young man with a sword on his back jumped onto the stage.
"The first disciple, Ye Xuan, pays homage to Elder Black Dragon."
The young man bowed his hands to the black dragon elder.
In this regard, everyone just thought it was expected.
"Qifeng will send Xu Taiping to play in the future, right?"
"Although Xu Taiping defeated Ye Xuan once in the Qifeng election, the competition this time was about sword control, and Ye Xuan's sword can now bear at least two hundred kilograms. Xu Taiping's last time was one hundred and thirty kilograms.
If you are so strenuous, you will definitely lose this game."
Because of the grudge between Xu Taiping and Ye Xuan, many people started talking about it.
In particular, some disciples who missed the sword-asking match originally wanted to watch the battle between Xu Taiping and Ye Xuan again.
"First Peak Ye Xuan, how many kilograms of weight do you want to choose?"
At this time, the Black Dragon elder asked again.
"Disciple wants to..."
Ye Xuan hesitated for a moment, then turned to look at Xu Taiping and said:
"Disciple wants to choose 262 kilograms of ship weight!"
As soon as these words came out, the surrounding cloud towers were in uproar again.
Although Ye Xuan is extremely talented, he has only been in the profession for three years and has only been learning swordsmanship for one year. Two hundred and sixty-two kilograms of ballast iron is not a small sum of money.
What's more important is that his two hundred and sixty-two kilograms were exactly double Xu Taiping's weight in the previous game.
This is clearly provoking Xu Taiping.
The disciples who were just watching the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal started to make loud noises one after another.
"Zheng!"
At this moment, Ye Xuanfei took out his sword from its sheath, and after drawing an arc on his side, the long sword flew very smoothly to the front of the black dragon elder.
It can be seen that after the last defeat, Ye Xuan's arrogance has restrained a lot.
Without saying a word, Elder Black Dragon directly hung a piece of shipwreck weighing a hundred kilograms on Ye Xuanfei's sword.
"Buzz..."
Then the sound of flying swords trembled.
Ye Xuan's expression also changed from relaxed to struggling.
But that's all.
Seeing how relaxed he was, everyone was surprised and couldn't help but cast their eyes on Xu Taiping in the audience, their eyes full of sympathy.
However, at this time, Xu Taiping was more interested in whether he could lift the two hundred and sixty-two kilograms than Ye Xuan's choice.
"It should be... barely ok."
He murmured in his heart.
This is not because of arrogance, but because Emperor Yan’s Baking Furnace Technique gave him this confidence.
Just after recovering from the pain of Soul Cry, he obviously felt that his sense of the sword was much clearer. He secretly tried it with his iron sword, and found that the onset of Soul Cry syndrome was also
Not as strong anymore.
"Zheng!" Just as he was thinking this, Ye Xuan's flying sword flew out with two hundred and sixty kilograms of shipwreck iron attached.
Although Ye Xuan's face was also as pale as paper, his flying sword was extremely stable and flew to the cliff more than a hundred feet high in just a moment.
Then, the sound of "chi la" as the long sword slashed across the cliff was heard endlessly.
Ye Xuan's skillful performance made all the disciples speechless.
"Is this genius?"
Many disciples had a look of despair in their eyes.
Ye Xuan's performance today gave a heavy blow to many disciples who thought that hard work could make up for their weakness.
They had to recognize the reality again - talent is far greater than hard work in practicing a discipline. As for Yan Bing's choice.
Not only Xu Taiping and the others, but also the disciples from various peaks watching the battle in Yun Tower were not surprised.
"If you only pick weak persimmons, aren't you afraid of being laughed at at this first peak?"
"What do you know? The competition only happens once every six years. You must choose the most confident opponent. As long as you win in the end, no one cares how you win."
"This time, the Seventh Peak will be stopped in the second round."
"How can the Seventh Peak be the opponent of the First Peak? This match is nothing to watch."
"The Seventh Peak is really unlucky. If I didn't target the first peak so much on weekdays, I might still be able to get second place."
Except for a few people who felt that the first peak was a bit unwinnable, most of them were gloating about their misfortune.
Especially the disciples from the Seventh Peak who had already lost felt very uncomfortable when they saw the disciples from the Seventh Peak who were usually ridiculed by them entered the second round. Naturally, they wished that the Seventh Peak would lose.
And the worse the loss, the better.
Although they were separated by a lot of distance, the monks had very good eyesight and ears, so these taunts and sarcastic voices finally reached the ears of the four disciples in Qifeng.
"These people are not nice to others, right?"
Zhao Linglong muttered very unhappily.
"Don't get angry with them. The only thing you should be thinking about now is how to win this competition."
Jiang Zhi gently patted Zhao Linglong's shoulder and spoke to Zhao Linglong in a gentle voice.
"Well, senior sister, you are right."
Zhao Linglong took Jiang Zhi's hand.
"Taiping, how are you recovering?"
Qingxiao asked Xu Taiping at this time.
"It's almost recovered."
Xu Taiping had no intention of hiding his current situation from Qingxiao.
"Your warrior physique has come in handy this time."
Qingxiao nodded with satisfaction after hearing this.
He attributed the reason why Xu Taiping recovered so quickly to Xu Taiping's physical condition.
However, in a sense, what Senior Brother Qingxiao said is right.
Xu Taiping thought to himself.
…
"The second round, the first game, is between Shoufeng and Qifeng. Since Shoufeng is the leader of the previous term, it is Shoufeng who sends his disciples to play first."
After determining the opponent, the Black Dragon elder announced to everyone again.
After hearing this, everyone's eyes fell on the peak.
Everyone wants to see who they will send out first.
At this moment, a slender young man with a sword on his back jumped onto the stage.
"The first disciple, Ye Xuan, pays homage to Elder Black Dragon."
The young man bowed his hands to the black dragon elder.
In this regard, everyone just thought it was expected.
"Qifeng will send Xu Taiping to play in the future, right?"
"Although Xu Taiping defeated Ye Xuan once in the Qifeng election, the competition this time was about sword control, and Ye Xuan's sword can now bear at least two hundred kilograms. Xu Taiping's last time was one hundred and thirty kilograms.
If you are so strenuous, you will definitely lose this game."
Because of the grudge between Xu Taiping and Ye Xuan, many people started talking about it.
In particular, some disciples who missed the sword-asking match originally wanted to watch the battle between Xu Taiping and Ye Xuan again.
"First Peak Ye Xuan, how many kilograms of weight do you want to choose?"
At this time, the Black Dragon elder asked again.
"Disciple wants to..."
Ye Xuan hesitated for a moment, then turned to look at Xu Taiping and said:
"Disciple wants to choose 262 kilograms of ship weight!"
As soon as these words came out, the surrounding cloud towers were in uproar again.
Although Ye Xuan is extremely talented, he has only been in the profession for three years and has only been learning swordsmanship for one year. Two hundred and sixty-two kilograms of ballast iron is not a small sum of money.
What's more important is that his two hundred and sixty-two kilograms were exactly double Xu Taiping's weight in the previous game.
This is clearly provoking Xu Taiping.
The disciples who were just watching the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal started to make loud noises one after another.
"Zheng!"
At this moment, Ye Xuanfei took out his sword from its sheath, and after drawing an arc on his side, the long sword flew very smoothly to the front of the black dragon elder.
It can be seen that after the last defeat, Ye Xuan's arrogance has restrained a lot.
Without saying a word, Elder Black Dragon directly hung a piece of shipwreck weighing a hundred kilograms on Ye Xuanfei's sword.
"Buzz..."
Then the sound of flying swords trembled.
Ye Xuan's expression also changed from relaxed to struggling.
But that's all.
Seeing how relaxed he was, everyone was surprised and couldn't help but cast their eyes on Xu Taiping in the audience, their eyes full of sympathy.
However, at this time, Xu Taiping was more interested in whether he could lift the two hundred and sixty-two kilograms than Ye Xuan's choice.
"It should be... barely ok."
He murmured in his heart.
This is not because of arrogance, but because Emperor Yan’s Baking Furnace Technique gave him this confidence.
Just after recovering from the pain of Soul Cry, he obviously felt that his sense of the sword was much clearer. He secretly tried it with his iron sword, and found that the onset of Soul Cry syndrome was also
Not as strong anymore.
"Zheng!" Just as he was thinking this, Ye Xuan's flying sword flew out with two hundred and sixty kilograms of shipwreck iron attached.
Although Ye Xuan's face was also as pale as paper, his flying sword was extremely stable and flew to the cliff more than a hundred feet high in just a moment.
Then, the sound of "chi la" as the long sword slashed across the cliff was heard endlessly.
Ye Xuan's skillful performance made all the disciples speechless.
"Is this genius?"
Many disciples had a look of despair in their eyes.
Ye Xuan's performance today gave a heavy blow to many disciples who thought that hard work could make up for their weakness.
They had to recognize the reality again - talent is far greater than hard work in cultivating a skill.