Su Xing and Zhou Ping stood opposite each other, looking at each other with serious and dignified eyes.
Su Xing stared at his senior brother, knowing in his heart that this would be a very difficult battle. The second senior brother Zhou Ping was different from the martial arts disciples in the outside world. He was a real wood cultivator who was good at spiritual power, and as early as a few years ago
I have already opened my spiritual consciousness before.
This means that his phantom body will not have any influence on Zhou Ping, and all illusions and illusions are all false in the face of cultivators with higher soul power than him.
"Junior brother, you are ready."
Zhou Ping pretended to look solemn, but in fact he knew in his heart that he only needed to use at most 30% of his strength in this battle.
What is more important is how to set up a platform for his junior brother to demonstrate his strength well so that he can be recognized by Elder Wang Bing and take away a higher-grade sword soul skill from here.
After getting along with each other for less than half a year, Zhou Ping gradually understood that Su Xing was different from the previous disciples who came to Zhentian Peak. Su Xing was really the talented one.
With the help of sword soul skills, if Su Xingru can speed up his growth rate, he will not have to worry about finding the sixth representative disciple at Suppressing Tianfeng in the Hundred Sects Competition two and a half years later.
The burden that has been buried in Zhou Ping's heart can also be eliminated.
"Junior brother, look at the sword!"
Zhou Ping shouted sharply and took the lead in attacking. The ball of light exuding a cold aura in the palm of his right hand was suddenly injected into the body of the dark green spirit sword.
Immediately afterwards, Zhou Ping's Biyin Sword emitted a burst of cold light to the surroundings, and the cold and icy aura suddenly enveloped the entire house.
Under the ice and snow, the Biyin Sword suddenly disappeared from Zhou Ping's hand, and the next moment it suddenly appeared above Su Xing's head.
"So fast!"
Su Xing exclaimed. Even when he was about to raise his sword to resist, he suddenly found that his shoulders and arms were covered by a thick layer of frost at some point, making him unable to move at all!
At this time, he was surprised to find that the cold air emanating from the dark green spiritual sword had formed a special environment in the room at some point, restricting his movements.
This feeling is like his Thousand Stone Formation!
Looking at the Biyin Sword that suddenly rushed towards him, Su Xing's face turned cold and he poured the power of the sword soul into the Demonic Sky Sword.
The next moment, a rushing red-black flame suddenly appeared on the pitch-black sword body, instantly melting the frost on his arm.
"bite!"
He raised his sword to resist, and the two spiritual swords collided in the air. The huge impact still forced Su Xing to take several steps back.
"Senior Brother's sword soul power is really weird. Could it be that the special illusion created by the cold air is one of the sword soul skills?"
Looking at the Biyin Sword floating in front of Zhou Ping, Su Xing looked very solemn, clenched his right hand and shouted: "Brother, it's my turn."
After saying that, the Seven Evils' fire on the Demonic Sky Sword became more and more powerful, and in the end, it even turned into a raging fire burning the sword. It looked like it was going to burn this house to the ground!
Wang Bing, who was on the side, saw a flash of light in his eyes after seeing the red and black fire.
"This is a fire condensed by the Qi of the Seven Evils. Only practitioners who master the Qi of the Seven Evils can turn the Qi into fire. This young man is really not simple."
Wang Bing whispered to himself in a low voice, his expression suddenly became expectant, and he looked sideways at Zhou Ping, wanting to see how he would face it.
At the same time, Su Xing heard a sharp shout, and the Demon Sky Sword, burning with raging fire, flew out of the air, flying straight and powerfully towards Zhou Ping like a flying arrow.
The red and black sword shines in all directions, and the power of the Seven Evils cuts through Yin and Yang.
The sword light of the Devil's Sky Sword was a ball of blood. When it passed through the sky, it seemed like a sickle cutting through the world of life and death, cutting the space in the house into two.
The sword wind was swaying, and facing the flying sword that was as fast as a fierce arrow, Zhou Ping looked serious, and his left hand holding the power of the sword soul suddenly pushed forward, injecting power into the Biyin sword hanging in front of him.
The Biyin Sword immediately burst out with thousands of rays of cold light, and the hanging iron sword seemed to be a piece of thousand-year-old ice standing in the air. The atmosphere around it became cold again, and the temperature in the house seemed to have dropped a lot for a while.
Under the threat of this cold and icy air, even the fire on the Devil's Sky Sword showed faint signs of weakening.
Seeing this scene, Su Xing's pupils shrank, knowing that he couldn't get into a tug-of-war with Zhou Ping. The longer it lasted, the greater the impact of this environment on him.
With a solemn look on his face, he poured out all the power of the sword soul in his hand without leaving any room. The flames on the Devil's Sky Sword became strong again, and he slashed at Zhou Ping.
The power of the six meteor swords were combined into one, and in the blink of an eye, with an extremely powerful burst of power, they all tilted towards Zhou Ping!
"boom!"
The two swords collided, making a roar and bursting out with a blinding light, illuminating the entire Hidden Gong Pavilion.
After a few breaths, the roar dissipated, the light faded, and both of them opened their eyes.
"this……"
"This is……"
Zhou Ping and Su Xing were immediately shocked by the scene before them. They saw a paper fan floating between the Demonic Sky Sword and the Biyin Sword.
"Inner disciples all pay attention to one point in their competitions, not to mention that you two are still brothers. Is there such a big movement, are you trying to knock down my hidden power pavilion?"
Wang Bing's cursing voice came out, and he got up at some point, came to the two of them, reached out and took back the paper fan in the sky.
Only then did the two of them realize the owner of the paper fan.
"Okay, you have passed the exam. Follow your senior brother to choose sword soul skills."
The old man curled his lips, turned on the paper fan to fan the air, and returned to the rocking chair to sit down.
Su Xing and Zhou Ping looked at each other and smiled helplessly.
"Now that Elder Wang Bing has approved you, let's quickly choose the sword soul skill that suits you."
Zhou Ping said and walked towards the area filled with bookcases. Su Xing put away his sword and quickly followed.
"Sword Soul Skills are similar to martial arts and swordsmanship for us sword cultivators who practice Sword Soul. They are moves and means to assist you in fighting."
"The use of sword soul skills must require the practitioner to activate spiritual consciousness. Warriors need to activate their vitality to use martial arts. When we use sword soul skills, we must use spiritual consciousness, or soul power."
Zhou Ping took Su Xing and walked past several bookshelves with no intention of stopping.
"There are also sword souls in other areas of the Lingwu Continent. There are many types of sword soul skills. Our first-generation peak master of Zhentian Peak only has three of them."
"The three types of sword soul skills are called: formation, domain and space."
"Array, field, space..."
Su Xing repeated it in a low voice, but his mind wandered for a while after hearing the word "Zhen".
Could it be that the sword soul skills also have tricks related to the spiritual formation?
"That's right," Zhou Ping stopped and turned to look at Su Xing: "The formation technique is about using swords to form an array. The spirit sword, which is full of the power of the sword soul, is used as the material for the formation to create a powerful array.
The magic circle."
"Domain skills, which is the category I studied, focus on using the spirit sword to create a special environment. Usually this environment contains special attributes, so the environment with attributes is called a domain. My Biyin Sword is made of
It is made of thousands of years of cold iron, so it can create a field of ice to restrict the opponent's actions."
Su Xing raised his eyebrows slightly. It turned out that the unique environment he felt just now was what others called a domain. It was really strange.
"The last category is space skills. The sword is driven into the void. The trajectory of the spiritual sword is ethereal and illusory. In battle, it is important to have an effect of surprise and unpreparedness."
"If you want to learn domain skills or space skills, a few of us can more or less guide you, but so far, no one among the five people on the mountain has chosen formation skills, so... you have to think more about it."
"I see."
Su Xing nodded.
"As long as you understand, you can go inside and read the books alone for the rest of the time. The colors of the book covers represent different learning difficulties. The most difficult is red, followed by blue and green. Remember to do what you can. This is not a problem.
It will be your last time here."
"It's best to start with simple sword soul skills."
Su Xing felt warm in his heart when he looked at Zhou Ping who was telling him seriously. After nodding again, he walked between the two bookcases.