The competition ground was overcrowded, and most of the inner sect disciples were just watching the excitement. Only 20% of those who were truly qualified to participate were like this.
"I'll try."
An inner sect disciple who was at the eighth level of Guiyuan Realm stood up.
He held the sword with both hands and struck the black iron ore with one strike.
Clang!
Sparks flew everywhere, and only a white mark appeared on the black iron ore.
"Unqualified, next one."
The inner sect deacon in charge of the screening said indifferently.
It is very difficult to leave an inch-deep mark on black iron ore. Several inner sect disciples with peak cultivation levels in the Guiyuan Realm can only leave half-inch-deep marks on it.
"It's too difficult. There aren't many people in the entire inner sect who can do it!"
"I estimate that there will be no more than two hundred."
"Two hundred, scoff! No more than a hundred at most."
In the inner sect, except for the first-class inner sect disciples, few people use ores to practice swordsmanship.
Moreover, even first-class inner sect disciples usually only use ores below the yellow level to practice swordsmanship.
No one thought that it would be so difficult to leave deep traces on black iron ore, the top yellow grade ore.
"I'll go up and try."
The speaker was Zhao Mingyue.
In order to participate in the selection competition, Zhao Mingyue took a semi-mysterious level elixir a month ago, which raised her cultivation level to the seventh level of Guiyuan Realm.
Clang!
Sparks flew everywhere, and a shallow trace appeared on the black iron ore.
Zhao Mingyue shook her head and walked down from the stage.
Sure enough it still didn't work.
One after another, the inner sect disciples who met the requirements came on stage, and one after another walked down the stage dejectedly.
Soon, more than 2,000 people had tested it.
Except for Yu Wentian, all the top ten foreign sect geniuses at the time were completely wiped out, and no one could leave a single deep trace.
"Yu Wentian went up, I don't know if he can pass."
"It should be possible. He has a five-star root bone, and his cultivation level is not weak. He has reached the eighth level of Guiyuan Realm."
With everyone talking, Yu Wentian came to the black iron ore.
The sword was unsheathed, Yuwen Angel exerted his greatest strength, and struck the black iron ore with one sword.
There was a click.
The gravel flew and a mark about an inch deep appeared.
"Yu Wentian, qualified."
The inner sect deacon in charge of the screening smiled and nodded.
So far, Yu Wentian is the only person who has reached the qualifying standard with a cultivation level lower than the ninth level of Guiyuan Realm, which is very good.
"Is this the Five-Star Root Bone? It really can't be compared to it."
Gao Changtian sighed.
Among the top ten geniuses of the outer sect back then, only Yu Wentian can take advantage of them now. They are still too young.
"Haha, I'll do it."
A figure fell on the stage.
"It's Senior Brother Xiao."
"Senior Brother Xiao will definitely pass the screening competition, but I don't know how deep the traces he can leave on the black iron ore."
Xiao Bieli's reputation in the inner sect is no weaker than that of Ba Jian Liu Wuhuang, and he vaguely holds the title of the first disciple of the inner sect.
Of course, this title is only temporary.
Xiao Biejie's strength was accumulated over time. His root bones were only four-star ones, not as good as Liu Wuhuang's and Yu Wentian's five-star ones.
Click!
Xiao Bieli is worthy of being the first disciple of the inner sect. One sword left a two-inch deep mark on the black iron ore. This is the deepest mark so far.
"It's my turn."
Chen Fanghua touched the ground with her toes, as if a cloud was floating towards the high platform.
"Break it for me!"
Chen Fanghua has learned two low-level Xuan-level swordsmanships, one is the group attack swordsmanship Wanmei Swordsmanship, and the other is the flying flower swordsmanship.
The attack power of Feihua Sword Technique is very strong, and one sword stroke can make a deep mark on the black iron ore.
"Chen Fanghua, qualified."
Hearing the voice of the inner sect deacon, Chen Fanghua breathed a sigh of relief.
"Sister Chen, congratulations."
As Chen Fanghua returned, Li Fuchen said.
Chen Fanghua said: "It's a fluke."
So far, only about thirty people have qualified, which is much less than she imagined. She feels that her hope is still high.
"Senior Brother Bai is coming up."
"Senior Brother Luo is also coming up."
"It's too strong. How can he still be a Guiyuan realm warrior?"
Senior Brother Bai and Senior Brother Luo, as everyone calls them, left nearly two-inch deep marks on the black iron ore respectively.
There is no doubt that they are all pervert-level characters.
"The inner sect is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger!" Li Fuchen raised his eyebrows.
He had a feeling that Xiao Bielie seemed to have understood the sword's intention. Normally he could not sense it, but when Xiao Bielie drew his sword, Li Fuchen faintly noticed a slight fluctuation of the sword's intention.
Therefore, the opponent probably hides his strength.
In addition, Senior Brother Bai and Senior Brother Luo, as everyone said, even if they have not understood the sword's intention, they are probably not far away from comprehending the sword's intention.
Otherwise, it would be impossible for a sword to leave a mark nearly two inches deep on the black iron ore.
After all, this is not a matter of one plus one equals two. The difficulty of leaving a two-inch deep mark is several times, not twice, that of leaving a one-inch deep mark.
"They are all too weak, a bunch of weak chickens."
Ba Jian Liu Wuhuang walked out from the crowd.
"Hegemony sword Liu Wuhuang, he is finally going to take action."
"Farewell Sword, Ba Sword, White Water Sword, and Mountain Sword, these four senior brothers are undoubtedly the four masters of the inner sect."
Everyone looked excited. These four titles respectively represented the Farewell Sword Xiao Biejie, the Tyrant Sword Liu Wuhuang, the White Water Sword Bai Tao, and the Shanchuan Sword Luo Yishan.
The strength of the four of them has almost reached the limit of the Guiyuan Realm, and they also have considerable prestige in the world.
Moreover, they have all killed Earth Evil Realm warriors before.
"I wonder what level Junior Brother Liu has reached?"
Xiao Biele looked at Liu Wuhuang curiously.
Three steps in front of the black iron ore, Liu Wuhuang pulled out the black iron sword.
"It's all taken care of for me."
Liu Wuhuang roared in his heart and struck at the black iron ore with his sword.
Poof!
The sound of Liu Wuhuang chopping black iron ore was very different from the sound of others chopping, with an overwhelming will, as if cutting tofu.
"Sword Intent!"
Xiao Bieli's pupils shrank.
Because he also understood the sword intention, he clearly sensed that Liu Wuhuang had just used the sword intention, and it was an extremely domineering sword intention, an indestructible sword intention.
Feiyun Sword Intent.
Feiyun Breaking Slash, like Meteor Sword Technique, is an extreme swordsmanship. The sword intention gained from Feiyun Breaking Slash is extremely domineering, with the will to look down on the world and kill everything.
"Two inches and eight, qualified."
The screened Inner Sect deacon was also stunned. He is a warrior in the Earth Evil Realm, but so far, he has not been able to comprehend the sword's intention. He did not expect that an Inner Sect disciple could actually comprehend the sword's intention.
Simply unbelievable.
"Did I hear you right? Two inches and eight deep."
"It's scary. Let me ask, who else can rival Senior Brother Ba Jian, not even Senior Brother Xiao."
Everyone, including Chen Fanghua and Zhao Mingyue, took a deep breath.
There is a huge difference between whether you have understood the meaning of the sword or not.
After understanding the meaning of the sword, the lethality of the sword technique will be increased by at least two or three times. How can you fight like this? If someone comes at you with a sword, you won't be able to block it.
"Junior Brother Li, this time you provoked someone you shouldn't have provoked!"
Chen Fanghua murmured.
"It's my turn."
Li Fuchen smiled faintly and walked towards the stage.
So what if you understand the meaning of the sword.
Sword intent also has depth and shallowness, high and low.