The young man in plain clothes shrank his pupils and looked incredulous.&nm
You must know that even the senior who taught him the "Ultimate Cold and Silent Sword" only cultivated the "Ultimate Cold and Silent Sword" to a great level.
And this young man, who is only 28 years old, actually said that he has cultivated "The Extremely Cold and Silent Sword" to a perfect state?
"When the sword came out, the meaning of withering and silence merged into the sword in my hand like a destructive force. In an instant, it broke into my hand like gangrene attached to the bone... Perhaps, he has really cultivated the "Ultimate Cold and Silence Sword" to the perfect state!"
Taking a deep breath, the young man in plain clothes retreated.
In the sky above the fighting arena, the spectators were in an uproar.
"The "Extreme Cold and Silent Sword", I have heard of... is a set of extremely terrifying low-level heaven-level sword skills. Once swept by its unique aura of withering and silence, a person's entire life will wither and turn into dead wood!"
"Duan Lingtian actually cultivated the "Extreme Cold and Silent Sword" to a perfect state. It's really unbelievable!"
"Yes, heaven-level martial arts, even low-level heaven-level martial arts, it is almost impossible to cultivate to a perfect state without decades of hard work... This period of Lingtian's martial arts skills can be called heaven-defying!"
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Everyone was amazed and frightened by Duan Lingtian's accomplishments in the "Ultimate Cold and Silent Sword".
Only Duan Lingtian knew that the reason why he was able to perform the "Extreme Cold and Silent Sword" at the perfect level was because Emperor Samsara had carefully studied this set of sword skills for two lifetimes.
Because of this, Duan Lingtian, who has integrated the memories of the two reincarnations of Emperor Wu, can use the "Ultimate Cold and Silent Sword" easily and without any pressure.
If it were another set of martial arts, Duan Lingtian might not be able to do this.
"Brother Duan, you actually have the same sword skills as him."
After Duan Lingtian came back, Feng Tianwu said in surprise.
"Duan Lingtian, how long have you been practicing this set of sword skills?"
Jian Shisan asked with a solemn expression, his eyes twinkling, as if what he saw in front of him was no longer a person, but a rare treasure.
"Master, Duan Lingtian didn't understand the 'Dongxu Artistic Realm' a year ago."
Before Duan Lingtian opened his mouth, Su Li had already said.
Heaven-level martial arts require the help of the 'Dongxu Artistic Concept' to successfully display them. This is an iron rule passed down from ancient times in Yunxiao Continent.
"In less than a year, you can practice heaven-level sword skills to a perfect state?"
Dao Wu let out a low cry and looked at Duan Lingtian as if he were a monster.
Not only him, but also Feng Wudao and Long Yun, who had always been at odds with Duan Lingtian, all looked at Duan Lingtian with similar eyes.
This understanding can no longer be described as 'monster', it is simply a pervert, and a pervert who can ignore common sense!
"You are simply a natural swordsman!"
Jian Shisan sighed.
When Dao Wu heard what Jian Shisan said, his eyes turned red.
Although, he had known for a long time that even if Duan Lingtian joined their 'Sword Sect', he would definitely end up entering the 'Sword Sect'.
But now that he has seen Duan Lingtian's understanding, he can't help but feel jealous. Compared with Duan Lingtian, other geniuses are simply 'scum'!
Look at Duan Lingtian, and then look at his own disciple.
Snapped!
The more Dao Wu thought about it, the more annoyed he became. He raised his hand and slapped Long Yun on the back of the head, grinning and cursing: "Trash! You trash!"
Long Yun huddled aside in grievance. Who did I offend? Even if I stood quietly aside, I could be beaten.
Seeing Dao Wu's movements, Duan Lingtian and others burst into laughter.
"The third round of selection of the Ten Dynasties Martial Arts Competition is over. Tomorrow, at the same time, the fourth round of selection will be held, which is also the final selection... At that time, the specific ranking of the 'top ten' of the Ten Dynasties Martial Arts Competition will be determined!"
Ning Can withdrew his cold gaze from Duan Lingtian, looked around, and spoke loudly.
As soon as he finished speaking, he took Zi Shang and left.
Feng Wei took Lu Yong and followed closely.
As for the others, they looked at Duan Lingtian for a few more times before leaving.
In the past two days, the person who attracted the most attention in the audience was undoubtedly Duan Lingtian. First he got the 'Token No. 1' in the second round of selection, and then he showed a martial arts understanding that could shock anyone.
Duan Lingtian didn't take it seriously that he had become the focus of discussion among everyone, as if he had long been accustomed to it.
The next day, it arrived as scheduled.
Early in the morning, representatives of the ten major dynasties and young talents, including Duan Lingtian, came to the sky above the fighting ring outside Canglang Castle, waiting for the two deputy masters of Canglang Castle to appear.
Phew! Phew!
After a moment, Ning Can and Feng Wei, the two deputy fort masters of Canglang Castle, appeared. Zi Shang and Lu Yong followed them and arrived above Doului.
"Today, the fourth and final round of selection for the Ten Dynasties Martial Arts Competition is held."
Ning Can looked around and spoke loudly.
"The young talents who rank in the 'top ten' of the Ten Dynasties Martial Arts Competition, in order of ranking, can receive different rewards from our Canglang Castle... Therefore, I hope that the ten young talents can go all out!"
Ning Can said again.
Suddenly, the eyes of ten young talents including Duan Lingtian lit up.
The reward from Wolf Castle is unusual.
"After the Ten Dynasties Martial Arts Competition ends today, the representatives of the Ten Dynasties present will also be able to receive rewards from our Canglang Castle... Of course, the rewards are not the same."
Ning Can continued.
Hearing this, many representatives of the dynasty looked expectant.
Especially the emperor of the Han Dynasty, his eyes narrowed with laughter. Four people from the Han Dynasty entered the "top ten" of the Ten Dynasties Martial Arts Competition this time. It is expected that his reward from the Han Dynasty will be the most generous among the ten dynasties.
"The rules for the fourth round of selection are that the owner of Token No. 1 is the first to initiate the challenge. The owner of Token No. 1 can challenge anyone starting from the owner of Token No. 2. The owner of Token No. 2 cannot challenge except
The owner of token No. 1 can challenge anyone starting from the owner of token No. 3... and so on. The owner of token No. 10 has no right to choose, only the right to be chosen."
"Once the roll call challenge fails, the challenger will be replaced by the opponent, and the tokens of the two will be replaced... Until no one takes the challenge, the specific ranking of the 'top ten' will be listed according to the ownership of the labeled tokens."
Ning Can said slowly: "In addition, once the person who took action in the previous game is challenged by the person who appears in the later game, he can refuse on the grounds of rest!"
Duan Lingtian raised his eyebrows and looked at the No. 1 token in his hand, with a bright smile on his face.
It seems that this No. 1 token is also of great use in this fourth round.
With token No. 1, no one can challenge him, he can only challenge him by name.
Of course, Duan Lingtian also knew that if he wanted to get the 'first' in the Ten Dynasties Martial Arts Competition, he must always hold the No. 1 Token in his hands.
In other words, he can only win the "first place" in the Ten Dynasties Competition after challenging nine other people and winning nine consecutive victories!
"Is there anything you don't understand?"
Ning Can looked around, his eyes focused, and he asked in a deep voice.
All the young talents shook their heads.
Now, in addition to Duan Lingtian, the ten young talents who have qualified to participate in the fourth round of the Ten Dynasties Martial Arts Competition, the young talents who were eliminated yesterday and survived are also present.
However, today they did not have the opportunity to play. They could only act as spectators and witness the competition between the ten young talents who hold the tokens No. 1 to 10.
"In this case, I declare..."
Ning Can was just about to announce the start of the fourth round of selection for the Ten Dynasties Competition, when suddenly, as if he had discovered something, his voice suddenly stopped.
Immediately afterwards, he suddenly raised his head and looked up at the sky, his eyes were slightly cold, and he shouted sharply, "Who?! How dare you break into my Canglang Castle!!"
When Ning Can raised his head, Feng Wei also raised his head, staring coldly at the sky.
Long before Ning Can raised his head, Duan Lingtian discovered that Jian Shisan and Dao Wu had already raised their heads to look up into the sky, and he also looked up.
"Amitabha... Ning, deputy fort master, this poor monk is rude."
Just when everyone above Doului looked up to the sky, behind the clouds and mist on the horizon, a bald middle-aged man wearing a bright red cassock suddenly walked out.
There are six ring scars on the bald middle-aged man's head.
"This is... a monk?!"
Looking at the bald middle-aged man in front of him, Duan Lingtian was stunned.
This image of a bald middle-aged man was too familiar to him. In his previous life, the monks who ate fasting and chanted Buddha's name on Earth had this look, wasn't it?
At this moment, Duan Lingtian couldn't help but feel a sense of intimacy in his heart.
Not for anything else, just for the monk who appeared in front of him.
"It turns out that there are 'monks' in this world... By the way, when my seniors protected me under Na Feng Wei and Dong Guolei, he seemed to have mentioned something about 'bald donkeys' to Feng Wei. Could it be that he was a monk?
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For a moment, Duan Lingtian couldn't help but recall the scene when Feng Wei and Dong Guolei came to him that day. He remembered clearly what Jian Shisan said to Feng Wei at that time.
"As far as I know, in addition to our Sword Sect, those bald donkeys also know..."
These were Jian Shisan’s original words at that time.
At that time, Duan Lingtian never connected the words "bald donkey" and "monk" mentioned by Jian Shisan.
Of course, this is because of his preconceived notions.
If in his previous life on earth, someone mentioned "bald donkey" in front of him, the first thing he would think of was "monk".
But in this life on Yunxiao Continent, not only had he never seen a monk before, he had never even heard of the existence of a monk.
At this moment, looking at the bald middle-aged man wearing cassock, Duan Lingtian realized that there were monks in this world.
Moreover, he is not an ordinary monk.
"Huiming Bald Donkey, you came at the right time...the two Bald Donkeys behind you, why don't you let them show up?"
Jian Shisan looked at the middle-aged monk who had just walked out from behind the clouds and mist, and said lightly.
"Deputy Sect Master Jian, this poor monk is polite."
Being scolded by Jian Shisan as a "bald donkey", Huiming was not angry. He put his hands together in a salute, then moved his body and fell into the air.
At the same time, another middle-aged monk and a young monk appeared behind him, following closely behind.
For a time, the three monks became the center of attention.