The moment Su Xing and Jiang De stepped onto the ring, the entire Yuyang Square suddenly became boiling. Everyone's eyes were focused here, making this ring the most eye-catching place on Yuyang Peak.
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"I wonder what kind of spiritual sword is wrapped under Su Xing's white cloth."
"Although Jiang De has never drawn a sword, I can feel a faint killing intent from the spiritual sword made of black steel."
"In my opinion, although the two are at the same level, Jiang De's actual combat experience will help him win this duel."
"Although it is a pity that Su Xing failed, he has just started and he will still have a chance to participate in the Demon Slaying Festival next year."
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Whispers resounded all over the place. Judging from the previous performances of the two people, it seemed that more and more disciples were more optimistic about Jiang De. After all, he was the direct disciple of the legendary elder Zhao Taining.
On the stage where everyone was watching, Jiang De had his right hand clasped behind his back and his left hand gently resting on the black steel sword. His yellow robe was fluttering in the wind. With his majestic appearance, he looked coldly at Su Xing, who was a few feet away.
Said: "Sure enough, you still have some skills."
Jiang De knew that if Su Xing was just an ordinary person, then Lin Qi would not bother him and ask him to defeat Su Xing.
Thinking of the piece of red cloth that Lin Qi spread out in front of him that day, and the round and spiritual bead placed in the folds in the center of the satin, the fire in Jiang De's eyes suddenly ignited.
"As long as I defeat that kid, this century-old fire spirit bead will be mine?"
Jiang De looked at the fiery red beads and his voice trembled slightly when he spoke.
Lin Qi waved his hand and wrapped the bead in red satin again, and smiled lightly: "Defeat Su Xing, and the Fire Spirit Bead is yours. Kill Su Xing, and these are yours too."
As he spoke, he took out another cloth bag from his arms. From the outline of the outside of the bag, it could be clearly seen that there were at least five Fire Spirit Beads inside.
"make a deal."
Recalling the fragments of that day, especially the things contained in the bag, Jiang De's eyes were filled with flames.
As a fire-attribute warrior, as long as he can absorb one of the six hundred-year-old fire spirit beads, he will be a sure winner in the academy examination at the end of the year. And if he can absorb six, he will be a sure winner in the academy examination.
things.
With thoughts running through his head, Jiang De gradually grinned and said, "Your journey to slaying demons ends here."
"That's not necessarily the case." Su Xing's face remained calm, but in the depths of his eyes, a cold light flashed.
Just before Du Jia announced the start of the competition, Su Xing suddenly asked again: "Can you answer a question for me? There is no enmity between the two of us, so why are you challenging me?"
Hearing this, Jiang De snorted coldly, and the hand on the sword hilt gradually tightened.
Seeing this, Su Xing stopped talking and looked at Du Jia aside, indicating that he had no problem anymore.
On the side, as the referee of the game, Du Jia sighed secretly in his heart, looked at the two of them, and saw the flag he held high fell from the air.
"start!"
Du Jia's low shout suddenly sounded, and the calm in the ring was broken almost instantly.
Jiang De was the first to take action. Although his feet touched the ground lightly, his figure shot out violently. The flying shadows were like illusory lights and shadows, appearing in front of Su Xing almost in the blink of an eye.
"boom!"
This punch did not activate any vitality in the body. It was just a simple punch that tore the air and erupted with a deafening sound.
The shadow of the incoming fist quickly enlarged in Su Xing's eyes, but he remained calm and calm. The steps he took were like the chess pieces dropped by an old man on the chessboard, and like the white clouds in the sky that covered the sun and the moon.
generally.
Easily dodged Jiang De's fist.
"The clouds are calm and the wind is gentle, walking on the clouds!"
Some disciples in the audience immediately recognized Su Xing's dodge movement technique, which was his newly learned high-level yellow-level movement technique, Xingyunbu.
The wind of the fist roared, carrying the force of a thousand stones, but it hit the air. The feeling of failure on the surface of the fist made Jiang De's body shake slightly, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.
However, this surprise did not last long before it turned into a fierce and fierce one.
The punch failed, and Jiang De turned his fist into a palm. The fiery red energy surged in his Dantian and gathered in his palm in a short time. His iron palm was like a knife, and he slashed diagonally towards Su Xing who had just dodged the fist.
Facing the incoming hand blade, Su Xing also activated a pebble-sized vortex in his body's Dantian. The next moment, people saw a stream of very pure and white gas suddenly appearing on the surface of Su Xing's legs.
Su Xing twisted his waist, used the strength of his waist and abdomen to drive a pair of straight long legs, raised his legs and kicked towards the incoming palm.
"Gravel Kick."
The simplest martial arts are often mixed with the simplest principles.
Just the gravel kick possessed by Su Xing's body was definitely not comparable to the average yellow-level low-grade martial arts.
The legs and palms collided, the air exploded, shock waves visible to the naked eye raged, deafening roars resounded in the sky, and strong winds blew away the dust on the ground.
"Bang!"
In just a few breaths, both Su Xing and Jiang De used their physical abilities and had already fought for dozens of rounds. It seemed that all the basic martial arts in the world were mastered in boxing, palm and leg techniques.
It was displayed to its fullest potential in these few breaths, dazzling everyone present.
"boom!"
Another two hard punches, Su Xing and Jiang De's bodies were shaken when they collided, and their feet scraped the ground and they took ten steps back.
Looking at the strange phenomena on the bodies of the two men above the ring, the spectators from all directions were slightly commotion, and their eyes were filled with flashes of surprise. Unexpectedly, after more than ten rounds, Su Xing and Jiang De were actually tied!
In the eyes of those disciples who were initially optimistic about Jiang De, who was experienced in actual combat, this was simply an extremely strange thing.
"Holy King Body?"
Su Xing looked at the yellow light glowing from Jiang De's body across from him, and annotations about these visions suddenly appeared in his mind.
Cheats for Xuan-level low-grade body refining, the Saint King's Body.
I didn't expect Jiang De to practice such advanced secrets, no wonder he is so confident. It seems that Elder Zhao Taining... also has countless hidden treasures!
While Su Xing sighed secretly in his heart, Jiang De looked at the red and black flames on Su Xing's fists and the looming white film on the surface of his skin, and was slightly surprised.
"Seven Evil Fist and Chaoyang Body? I didn't expect that you, who is in Huayuan Realm, have already practiced Chaoyang Body to the last level."
As a martial arts disciple who also chose the secret book of body training, Jiang De knew that building the body was a very slow process. Take his Holy King Body as an example. After practicing for a whole year, he only reached the middle of the second level.
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And that Su Xing... Although the Chaoyang Body is not as good as his Holy King Body, he can cultivate so quickly. It seems that he is indeed not an ordinary person as Lin Qi said.
Secretly, Jiang De's evaluation of Su Xing also rose to a higher level, and he decided not to hold back in subsequent tests.
His face gradually became serious, and the fire in his eyes became more and more intense.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Jiang De suddenly raised his hand and landed on the hilt of his sword.
Seeing this action, the disciples from all directions and the elders on the high platform widened their eyes.
Because they knew that Jiang De was about to draw his sword.
This will be the first time he has shown his sword since he came out of the mountain after joining the sect for a year.
"呲——"
Unlike the ordinary sound of a spiritual sword being unsheathed, which is very clear and ear-piercing, the black steel sword made a slightly harsh sound when it was pulled out.
The slender black sword was quickly held in Jiang De's hand with one hand, and the sword's edge was pointed directly at Su Xing.
"The name of this spiritual sword is Qing Ming."
After hearing Jiang De's explanation, everyone took a closer look at the strange lines on the sword.
Curved lines like small snakes emerged from the same root at the hilt of the sword, split into dozens of fine lines, traveled over the blade, and finally converged on the blade.
Jiang De raised his sword and pointed it directly at Su Xing, and said calmly: "What's the name of your sword?"
On the other side, seeing Jiang De's actions, Su Xing looked indifferent and narrowed his eyes slightly.
He knew that Jiang De was going to take action.
So, he stopped being secretive, stretched out his hand and began to slowly untie the long and large white cloth.
People held their breath and stared intently.
In their opinion, Su Xing's biggest secret is the spiritual sword wrapped in white cloth.
"Stab-"
When people heard this sound, they couldn't help but cover their ears.
Compared with the previous Qingming Sword, the sound of this unsheathed sword is obviously more harsh, even to the point of being unpleasant.
Under everyone's attention, a bronze-colored, rusty long sword was exposed in the air.
There are no strange lines or elaborate patterns on the blade of this long sword. Instead, there are only clearly visible traces of rust.
Even when Su Xing was raising the sword, iron filings fell off the blade.
Jiang De, who also saw this scene, twitched at the corners of his eyes, and the corners of his mouth gradually sank.
"Do you look down on me?"
For this proud man of heaven, there is nothing more humiliating than competing with him with a useless sword.
But Su Xing was not affected by his words, and he also raised his sword and pointed directly at his opponent.
At the same time, he introduced lightly:
"The name of this spiritual sword is Wuming."
The whole place was completely silent.
The elders and disciples were horrified in their eyes and speechless.