On the first day of the sword discussion conference, because the previous sword review took a long time, only four sword duels were held, and the sky was approaching dusk.
The Zhujian Villa will always provide food and accommodation for Jianghu people during the sword discussion. At night, many people are still immersed in the excitement of the day, gathering together in small and small groups, discussing the fierce battles during the day.
Reenactment of battle situations, analysis of sword moves, examination of strength, all kinds of things are available. Of course, when it comes to these topics of strength comparison, it is inevitable that some people will argue with each other. There are also many people who get into fights and get bruised and swollen.
Jie was alone in the room, with the Thunder Sword placed on the sword stand, and he was meditating quietly.
There is no doubt about today's harvest. How would you normally have the opportunity to see so many great masters fighting without sparing any effort.
Qi Diao Ji Liang, Chen Sheng, Fu Nian, Feng Tu, Zhang Liang, Tian Hu, each of them has unique swordsmanship. For Jie, they are stones from other mountains, which can attack jade.
And most importantly, through Feng Tu's sad sword intention of Canglang Water, he thought that he had a deeper understanding of the adults.
There are really too many things that require him to calm down and understand.
"When the Lord was seventeen years old, he was asked by the Moon God about the five elements of yin and yang in Mount Taiyi. He realized the realm of yin and yang, and achieved great success in the ice and fire body instantly.
I am about to turn sixteen, and I wonder if I can break the record of adults entering Dacheng. My father said that my strength is reaching a bottleneck. What exactly is missing?"
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The next day, as expected, Jie encountered another challenger.
The opponent is a man who is also ranked in the top twenty, named Wu Shang, and the sword in his hand is called Gu Jue.
The ancient sword is three feet long, with a dark blade and three jade beads inlaid in the sword frame. According to Feng Tu's evaluation, this sword was made about fifty years ago and was produced in the Wei State.
Wu Shang is a man with short brown hair, sunken eye sockets, and a sad look all the time.
Short hair is rare in the Central Plains, because the Central Plains people have always been very particular about their body, hair and skin. Only in places where there is a lot of contact with barbarian tribes can you see more Central Plains people with short hair.
"Wei Ren Wushang, the sword in his hand is called Gu Jue." Wushang walked into the arena holding the sword, pulling out the sword as he walked, the sword's power was already brewing, "I'm here to kill Qin Gou!"
His eyes were fully opened, a pair of clear and clear eyes, but at this time, only the most terrifying hatred remained.
The Kingdom of Wei has been dead for more than two years, almost three years. As a Wei person, how can we not avenge the country's subjugation when an opportunity arises and we are not injured?
In this calamity, the Qin swordsman should be killed!
Jie was naturally aware of the sworn hatred revealed by this opponent. He dared to come to the Sword Discussion Conference, so he was mentally prepared.
Since you want to kill me, you don’t deserve to be killed by me!
The Thunderbolt Sword was unsheathed, bringing out a thunderbolt. Jie struck first, with a burst of steps under his feet, and the Thunderbolt Sword Technique was used directly.
Run away from the dust.
A sword carrying bright thunder came suddenly, and in Wu Shang's eyes, the trajectory of this sword was very direct and not difficult to block.
Gu Juejian accurately held the Ben Lei sword. When he got close, in the entanglement between the swords, Ben Lei, the most stubborn and powerful one, was led away by the nose several times.
"Drink~" Wu Shang gave a low drink, and the Ancient Jue Sword began to shine, and the dark blade was dotted with gleaming light.
Sunset illuminates the ancient peak.
Jie managed to escape in time, but was struck by a sword, causing pain in his wrist. Ben Lei immediately let go.
Seizing the opportunity, Wu Shang picked up Ben Lei with his sword, threw it back, and thrust the tip of the sword straight into Jie's chest, followed closely by Gu Jue Sword.
In this calamity, I don’t know where the courage came from. With my hands empty, I advanced instead of retreating. I put my foot on the ground and jumped up, leaping towards the opponent’s sword——
"Whoops~"
"Buzz~"
The Ben Lei Sword wiped the clothes on his chest, and Jie directly grasped the hilt of the sword. At the same time, the Ancient Jue Sword only swept across the back of his head, cutting off a large amount of hair.
Thunder!
"Dang!" Jie took hold of the sword again, taking advantage of Wu Shang's opportunity to cut off only his hair. He swung the sword in his hand, flipped in the air, and smashed the Ancient Jue Sword down in one fell swoop.
Wushang stumbled forward uncontrollably, and the long sword in his eyes was getting closer and closer to his throat. He hurriedly abandoned the sword, kicked his feet, and retreated violently.
Jie fell to the ground and regained his footing, holding Ben Lei in one hand and Ancient Jue in the other. He looked at his opponent with contempt and commented indifferently: "Ridiculous hatred is completely useless and meaningless."
"You deserve to die~" Wu Shang roared angrily, concentrating his inner strength with both hands, and stepped forward.
Seeing his opponent rushing forward, Jie felt a murderous intention in his heart. With this sword strike, he was going to behead the person.
"Buzz~"
Um?
The ancient sword in his hand was trembling, as if it was struggling.
Jie's eyebrows twitched, and when he looked at Wushang again, the opponent had clasped his hands together and pulled upwards suddenly——
Gu Jue, raise your sword!
Sword-controlling skills? If you don’t have a great level, how can you master sword-controlling skills?
Zed's reaction was very quick. This question did arise in his mind, but the sword in his hand was already slashing towards Wu Shang's throat.
It doesn’t matter what technique you use, if your head falls off, it’s all over!
Wu Shang really did not have the mental state to support his sword control skills. When Gu Jue raised his sword and flew out, he was sure to spit out a mouthful of blood.
Jie's sword was about to behead him, but he was unafraid and turned his head away from the vital point, allowing the sword to penetrate into his body.
"Uh-huh~" He reached out with both hands and grabbed the blade of the Thunder Sword. The sharp edge cut directly to the point where the phalanges of his hand were exposed.
Seeing that Ben Lei Sword was locked by him in this way, Jie didn't hesitate in his hand and directly stirred it up, "If you are looking for death, I will help you."
"Pfft~" The sword turned, and the sound of picking flesh and scraping bones was extremely penetrating.
Wu Shang could no longer lock the Ben Lei Sword, and after Jie drew the sword, he staggered back.
Um?
With a gleam on his back, the ancient sword flew up again. Jie was surprised by the will of his opponent. With this state, he could forcefully use the sword control skills. This person might have overdrawn himself to death without him having to use any more swords.
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He turned sideways to avoid the sword that flew at his back, and when the sword came out again, he was about to complete the last strike.
"Bah~" The sword blade came out from his chest, and Jie Leng watched as his life gradually disappeared.
"Humph." He snorted coldly and pulled out the Thunder Sword.
"呲~~" The sudden and extra sound of a sword entering flesh!
When Jie finished the last hit and pulled out the Ben Lei Sword, the body fell forward with the inertia. At this moment, the Ancient Jue Sword penetrated the human body directly from the uninjured back and stabbed Jie's chest.
It was Zed's intuition that saved his life.
His left hand was holding the blade of the Ancient Jue Sword, and blood was dripping down from it. The tip of the sword had already penetrated his flesh. Fortunately, it was not deep enough, otherwise he would have suffered heavy injuries.
The sword failed in the end, and Wu Shang's eyes finally disappeared completely at this moment.
"Danglang~"
Jie threw down the ancient sword and looked at the corpse of the Wei man, silent.
This is the first time since the sword duel that a person died in battle.
"Damn it, this Qin dog is really vicious!"
"Asshole, can't anyone kill him?"
"He is in the last bracket. It is probably because there are no big masters in the last bracket. He just gave up and came in last time."
"Damn it, this despicable thing!"
Jie tore off his own clothes, applied medicine and bandages to stop the bleeding, and turned a deaf ear to all the sounds in the villa.
Just because he turned a deaf ear didn't mean that he wasn't touched in any way.
After treating his wounds, he held the Ben Lei Sword and waited to see the sword techniques for other sessions. While waiting, he closed his eyes and murmured: "Sword manuals numbering sixteen to twenty, if it is true
Everyone is like this, so this sword manual will only be ranked sixteenth."