Gu Cangtian laughed heartily: "Hahaha! The sect master's moves are indeed extraordinary. As the saying goes, there must be a brave man under a heavy reward. It can be predicted that this sword show will be extremely exciting!"
Elder Situ, who had a long white beard on the side, seemed to be afraid that his disciples would not know the preciousness of the elixir, so he interrupted at the right time and said: "This Forging Edge elixir was the result of the sect master's dedicated efforts, and it took three years to finally gather the spiritual materials.
Quan, after that, I refined myself with earth fire for a full six months before I finally got three pills. The sect leader took out one. It is really a great gift for you..."
Hearing this, the audience screamed even louder.
"Forging Edge Pill! I have always only heard of its name, but who would have thought that our Ziji Sword Sect actually possesses such a precious treasure pill. No wonder Elder Gu is so excited!"
"That's right! It's obvious that whether it's the shocking Zhongxuan Sword Curse or the priceless Edge-casting Pill, there's no surprise at all. It must have been obtained by his son. The second master of Jian, Gu Zanglong, will be even more powerful if he gets these two treasures, and even a
It is not impossible to become the number one master of the younger generation in my sword domain..."
Under the sword-playing stage.
Gu Zanglong, who was surrounded by people, his eyes were shining, and the ecstasy on his face could not be suppressed at all. He had obviously regarded this as something in his pocket.
Ye Han on the side, greed flashed in his eyes, and then he smiled and said: "Congratulations, senior brother! After today, your strength will increase sharply, and no one in my sword field can be my rival!"
Gu Zanglong suppressed his inner excitement and nodded slightly.
"Ye Han! Your choice to submit to me is the wisest choice in your life. I have received news that this time my Sword Sect has eight more disciples who have broken through to the middle stage of Condensing Core. If you defeat them with strength,
It won’t be too smooth, but with me here, you can rest assured that you will have a place among the Seven Swords..."
Ye Han was overjoyed and hurriedly leaned forward and said: "Senior brother, you have shown me kindness and kindness. I, Ye Han, am willing to do all the hard work for my senior brother as long as I live!"
Gu Zanglong looked very satisfied and nodded with a smile on his face.
The rules were set, the rewards were re-promulgated, and then came the much-anticipated competition for the Seven Swords.
On the sword stage, Sikong Shu, as the referee, loudly announced that the sword competition had officially begun.
All competitions in the ring are undoubtedly exceptions to the wheel battle. Only the one standing at the end will be the one who wins the "Sword One" this time.
As soon as the sword competition started, no one appeared in the audience for a while, because the first one to be the champion will be challenged one after another, and everyone wants to be the one who has the final say.
"Ye Han! Come on..."
Seeing that no one in the audience wanted to be the first, Gu Zanglong immediately ordered Ye Han to take the lead.
Ye Han had just received Gu Zanglong's promise and knew that Seven Swords would definitely have his place, so he no longer had any worries in his heart. Hearing this, he jumped onto the ring without saying much.
"Good form!"
Ye Han's dog Gu Yin, mingled with the crowd, immediately waved his flag and shouted, followed by the voices of Cao Kun, Ma De and others.
"It's Sword Seven Ye Han!"
"He was indeed the first one to take action. He won the Seventh Sword eight years ago and was ranked last. Today he seems confident and can't wait to prove himself."
"But as far as I know, the five mountains of our Sword Sect have no less than a hundred core disciples in the Dan Condensation stage, but 70% are in the early stage of Dan Condensation and basically don't have the courage to take the stage. The remaining 30% are only about thirty people.
This is the main competitor in this war."
"However, it can be foreseen that before the sword is decided, it will not be too intense. It will be just a sparring session, because once Gu Zanglong appears, no matter who is standing on it, he must surrender obediently."
"That's for sure! After all, they are only one level apart. As far as Gu Zanglong Ningdan's later cultivation is concerned, whoever gets better will die!"
In the midst of everyone's discussion, Ye Han glanced at the whole place with a stern look.
"I, Ye Han, am here. If you want to compete with me for the sword number, you can come up and fight. But don't say I didn't tell you in advance. My Ye Han's sword is as its name suggests. My subordinates have never understood what retention means.
Hands, anyone who wants to go on stage had better think twice about himself..."
The moment the sword competition was announced, the previous Seven Swordsmen of the Sword Sect had returned to zero. Ye Han was the first to enter the ring. He is currently the No. 1 Swordsman in name only, unless someone defeats him and takes away the sword number.
"Ye Han! What you said is as if we are afraid of you. Let me, Ji Wulei, test your strength!"
Following a voice, a person jumped up and landed on the sword platform.
Ye Han's face was gloomy: "Ji Wulei! You were just a defeated general in the past. What gave you the courage to talk to me like this today?"
Ji Wulei was as arrogant as Ye Han, and grinned when he heard this.
"Ye Han! You defeated me. That happened many years ago. I would have forgotten if you didn't tell me. At that time, you and I were only at the ninth level of Qi refining. Now you and I are in the middle stage of pill condensation.
, do you think I will be afraid of you?"
After the man finished speaking, his face was full of ridicule.
Li Kezhou, who was in the audience, felt somewhat impressed when he saw the man on stage.
This Ji Wulei is practicing in Dongshan. It takes almost a day to go from Xishan where he is to Dongshan. Although this person is not the swordsman of Dongshan, he is still a high-ranking figure.
He was not inferior to Xishan Ye Han in terms of his cultivation level or his position in the Sword Sect. As for Ye Han's previous title of Sword Seven, it was given many years ago, so naturally he didn't care about it.
Being ignored by Ji Wulei, Ye Han felt that his dignity had been humiliated like never before. His face was full of murderous intent: "Okay! With your words today, I will teach you a bloody lesson!"
"It's not certain who will teach you a lesson. If you have the means, use it as soon as possible! I hope you can survive ten rounds from me."
Both of them are geniuses of the Sword Sect, and neither of them takes the other seriously.
"You don't know how to live or die, let's see how I make you kneel down and admit defeat."
Ye Han stopped talking nonsense and used his superb "Aohan Sword Technique". The sword energy was as white as frost and he killed Ji Wulei on the opposite side.
In terms of talent, Ji Wulei was not weak to Ye Han in the slightest, so he used his special skill "Withering Blood Sword Technique" to deal with it.
A large part of the reason why Ye Han is where he is today is because his third uncle, who once worked in the elixir room, smuggled him a lot of treasure elixirs through secret operations.
But Ji Wulei didn't have such a relationship, and all his cultivation relied on hard work, so for the same cultivation in the middle stage of pill condensation, the latter obviously had a deeper foundation.
The two of them went back and forth, and soon they were thirty moves away.
Ye Han began to sweat on his forehead.
He never expected that Ji Wulei, who was not in his eyes, would be as good as him in the swordsmanship competition, and he clearly felt that the opponent's sword energy was stronger than his own.
He felt a little anxious for a moment, because when the sword energy was strong and the opponent had the upper hand, the longer the fight lasted, the more disadvantageous it would be to him, and he might even be dragged to death by the opponent in the end.