The atmosphere boiled instantly and the sound surged to the sky.
Until now, it's finally the final battle.
The position of leader of the Sword Discussion Conference is finally coming to an end.
Zheng Ning, who has perfected the twelfth level of inner energy realm and perfected the true meaning of Xingyun Sword Technique, is the biggest dark horse in this sword discussion conference and has a great chance of winning the top spot.
Chen Xinzhu, a new disciple who has reached the twelfth level of the Inner Qi Realm after just one year of entry, has also practiced the Flying Eagle Sword Technique to the "Dacheng Realm".
With the impressive power of the Flying Eagle swordsmanship, there is still a glimmer of hope to win the position of leader.
Needless to say, the battle between these two people must be thrilling.
The bumpy sword discussion stage.
Chen Hsinchu and Zheng Ning are 100 meters apart.
"Your talent is indeed very strong, but I will be the only one who wins today." Zheng Ning's momentum grew stronger and stronger.
Inspired by the true meaning of the perfect state, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth boiled, and a strong wind blew throughout the Sword Lun Valley.
Chen Xinzhu looked calm and didn't say much.
"Let's get started."
Zheng Ning's eyes instantly became extremely sharp.
The long sword was unsheathed and he slashed out with a single stroke.
A three-meter-long sword energy shot towards Chen Xinzhu in an instant.
Zheng Ning, swung his long sword continuously.
In the blink of an eye, dozens of sword energy shot out, covering Chen Xinzhu in all directions.
Facing this terrifying rain of sword energy, Chen Xinzhu looked calm.
The long sword was instantly unsheathed.
A flash of lightning!
Everyone saw the sword energy coming from the sky shattering one after another.
An outer disciple in the audience opened his mouth wide and stammered.
"This, this, how many swords did Senior Brother Chen use? Did you see clearly?"
"Hey? Isn't it a sword?"
"What sword? It's thirty-six swords!"
"Wow! Senior brother, you are so amazing. You can actually see Senior Brother Chen's sword clearly."
"Well, I just guessed based on the amount of sword energy..."
"..."
On the sword discussion stage.
Zheng Ning's eyes lit up.
He could clearly see that at that moment, Chen Xinzhu had indeed shot thirty-six swords.
But it was so fast that it looked like a sword.
"The speed of this sword is faster than mine. It's really powerful." Zheng Ning chuckled. "Interesting."
The wind blew under his feet, and he instantly crossed nearly a hundred meters and arrived in front of Chen Xinzhu. He stabbed out with his sword.
clang!
Chen Xinzhu blocked with his vertical sword, Zheng Ning thrust his long sword to the side, and a sword energy shot out, instantly creating a sword mark nearly five meters long.
Zheng Ning's sword missed and he stabbed continuously.
Chen Xinzhu's long sword moved sideways.
Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!…
One is sharp in attack and the other is stable in defense.
This battle has just begun and it has instantly entered a white-hot stage.
The long swords collided, and the sword energy was vertical and horizontal.
Dozens of long sword marks instantly appeared on the sword discussion platform, spreading in all directions.
After dozens of swords were blocked by Chen Xinzhu, Zheng Ning's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he took three steps back. His wrist shook, and his spiritual energy instantly focused on the long sword.
In an instant, the long sword in Zheng Ning's hand "grew" and turned into a giant sword about five meters long.
Zheng Ning swung his big sword. The sword seemed slow but was actually fast. It instantly cut through the air and struck in front of Chen Xinzhu.
An overwhelming and sharp momentum came over him, and Chen Xinzhu's face became much more serious.
Is this the Xingyun Sword Technique that has reached the perfect state? The pressure and killing power are indeed impressive.
With only the Flying Eagle Sword Technique of Dacheng Realm, I'm afraid I can barely compete.
However, this level is just right for practicing swordsmanship.
Thinking of this, Chen Xinzhu was not prepared to improve his true meaning and put his sword back into its sheath.
The cry of eagles sounded, and lightning flashed!
Bang!
The giant sword in Zheng Ning's hand shattered instantly, revealing the long sword body inside.
Zheng Ning was taken aback, raised his Qinggong to the limit, and quickly retreated.
puff!
Zheng Ning stopped ten meters away, but there was a shallow sword mark on his cheek, with traces of blood seeping out.
He stretched out his hand and saw the blood on his hand. Zheng Ning took a deep breath and looked solemn.
At that moment, even he couldn't quite understand how many swords Chen Xinzhu had fired?
It seems to be one sword, and it seems to be several swords.
Chen Xinzhu didn't give him any more time to think. The figure flashed and appeared in front of Zheng Ning in an instant.
The sword drawing technique cuts out again.
Zheng Ning quickly blocked with his sword.
Ding! Ding!
Ding! Ding! Ding!
In an instant, the two exchanged dozens of moves again, but this time the offense and defense were reversed.
Switching from offense to defense, Zheng Ning experienced for the first time the terrifying speed of Chen Xinzhu's sword.
Looking around, it seemed that there was no sword shadow at all, and there seemed to be sword shadows everywhere. Zheng Ning had to spend a lot of internal energy and use range attacks to barely hold on.
Under the sword discussion stage, many outer disciples were stunned.
Zheng Ning, who had the upper hand one second, was crushed to death the next second?
On the platform, many outside deacons were also watching intently.
Fighting at this level is also of great benefit to them.
Seeing the sudden reversal of the situation, a deacon asked with confusion on his face.
"What's going on? Why did the situation suddenly become like this?"
"I also have some doubts."
"Could it be that Master Nephew Zheng was careless?"
Deacon Liu beside him interjected lightly.
"It's the rhythm. The difference in sword speed between the two is too big. Master Nephew Zheng can only barely resist, and is no longer able to compete for the rhythm of the battle."
A deacon beside him nodded.
"Indeed, the rhythm of the battle is now completely controlled by Master Nephew Chen, and Master Nephew Zheng has fallen into a passive position. If we can't break the deadlock, I'm afraid we will run out of energy and lose this final."
On the sword discussion stage.
Zheng Ning knew that he was still arrogant.
After watching previous battles, he knew that Chen Xinzhu was extremely powerful in close combat.
But it wasn't until this moment that he truly realized how strong this person was.
He knew very well that the current situation was very unfavorable and the chance of close combat had been completely lost. If he still wanted to win, he had to get rid of the situation in front of him.
Thinking of this, Zheng Ning no longer hesitated.
The inner energy exploded, activating the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and struck Chen Xinzhu's sword with a fierce sword strike.
Clang!
The two swords struck each other, Chen Xinzhu paused slightly, and Zheng Ning used the force of the counterattack to quickly retreat.
Seeing this scene, Chen Xinzhu's eyes flashed with light and he did not pursue him.
Is that the end?
Then let's end it.
Zheng Ning retreated a hundred meters away and stood still.
A flash of doubt in your eyes?
Chen Xinzhu's behavior of not pursuing him made Zheng Ning feel a little uneasy.
Based on the situation just now, Chen Xinzhu had time to catch up, and Zheng Ning was also mentally prepared to spend a lot of effort to escape.
As a result, Chen Xinzhu did not chase him and allowed him to escape easily.
This is somewhat unusual no matter how you look at it.
Zheng Ning took a deep breath and calmed down.
Anyway, the goal was achieved.
Feeling that less than half of the inner energy was in his body, Zheng Ning's face became solemn.
Fortunately, he managed to get rid of it, otherwise if it dragged on any longer, he might not have enough internal energy to execute his ultimate move.
Now, all I can do is bet on the ultimate move.
Thinking of this, Zheng Ning looked at Chen Xinzhu and said seriously.
"This is my strongest sword. If you block it, you will win."