Although Feng Wanqing felt that it was a bit risky for Daojun Qingfeng to ask Bingyue to compete in the ring, but as a monk, how could he be too afraid of fighting?
The challenge is really exciting!
Feng Wanqing's beautiful eyes rolled twice, and she immediately became interested, pulling Bingyue and preparing to leave.
"Hey, wait a minute!" Bingyue pulled Feng Wanqing back.
"What are you waiting for? I heard that our sect's arena is extremely popular these days. The thirty-six arenas are surrounded by disciples every day. If we go there late, I'm afraid we won't be able to squeeze in even if we try to get there.
It’s difficult, go quickly, go quickly.”
The excitement in Feng Wanqing's eyes was not concealed at all.
"You're going to let me change my appearance. I'm planning to participate in the Shuiyun World Competition in two years' time. But I can't expose my strength so early, right? I'm very quick at changing my appearance. You can reward me first at Shi Ji's place."
Hua Hua, Yi Haorong, we will go there right away."
"Revealing your strength? With our little cultivation, what strength are we afraid of being exposed? It's just a disguise. If you, a young alchemy genius, are too weak in combat, it will seriously affect your image in the eyes of your disciples.
of."
As Feng Wanqing spoke, she took the lead and headed towards the small stone table in the courtyard of Qingxin Pavilion. Bingyue smiled and let Feng Wanqing think about it while she went back indoors and took out the communication talisman to send to Beifeng's sister Bingruhe.
Cousin Yan Ruyan each sent a communication talisman to inform them that her master asked her to go to the ring and she could not accompany them today.
After finishing the instructions quickly, Bingyue changed into the clothes of an outer disciple and appeared in front of Feng Wanqing.
"What are you doing standing still? Let's go!" Bingyue patted Feng Wanqing's shoulder, took out Zhuyue, and planned to take off directly from the yard.
Looking at the thin "man" who looked cool and calm in front of her, Feng Wanqing really suspected that the person who had just entered was not the same person as the one in front of her now.
With a bit of ignorance, he jumped onto Zhuyue and was carried by Bingyue to the arena at Jianfeng.
Huh, Bingyue felt that she and Feng Wanqing had arrived early enough, but almost all the people in front of the more than thirty arenas had already gathered around them. Although the number was not large, it was still quite a lot.
They're all pretty positive.
Bingyue took Feng Wanqing to choose a sword cultivating arena among the nine arenas set up for Ming Xinjing disciples, and planned to watch it first.
"Bingyue, you're in the wrong place!" When Feng Wanqing saw that she was being pulled to stand under the Mingxinjing disciples' arena, she thought it was Bingyue who rarely came out of the Qingxin Pavilion in the main house and didn't know the arrangement of the arena, so she quickly reminded her
she said.
"No!"
"This Arena No. 22 is for disciples of the Ming Xin Realm. The ones in the Innate Realm are over there. Arenas 1 to 9 are suitable for you. They are specially prepared for disciples below the Innate Green Level. We'd better find someone below the Innate Yellow Level first.
The disciples have fought against each other to familiarize themselves with the rhythm of the battle."
Feng Wanqing pointed to the west and took Bingyue's arm to leave.
"I just want to be here. Have some confidence in me. Just watch and watch!" Bingyue wanted to calm down Feng Wanqing quickly so that she could concentrate on watching the competition between the two on the ring.
"Hey, are you crazy? Swords have no eyes. It's no joke. The one who defends the ring is not only a mid-level martial artist, but also a sword cultivator! Do you know that sword cultivators have superior combat capabilities?
The existence of cross-level challenges! With our level of cultivation, do you want to challenge him?"
You're right, I just want to challenge the sword cultivator! Bingyue thought this in her heart but never said it out loud. When she was about to continue to comfort Feng Wanqing, the referee's rich voice came over:
"Jian Zong, hearing people's words wins!"
"Listen, listen, we just chatted for a few words, and that sword cultivator defeated the disciple who is also in the middle stage of Ming's state of mind! Let's go, go!"
Feng Wanqing tried to pull Bingyue away, but she couldn't.
"When have I ever acted nonsense? Look, I was just chatting with you and didn't see how he won." Bingyue let Feng Wanqing pull her, but she didn't move.
"Admit it!" The winning Sword Sect disciple hugged his fists towards the losing disciple in a graceful manner.
"Brother Wenren has extraordinary swordsmanship. I am convinced of my defeat! Farewell!"
"Wow, Wen Renyu has won three games in a row. Each game ends so quickly. It's so cool!"
"That's right!"
"The disciples of Jian Zong are all so handsome. Every day these days, disciples of Jian Zong have successfully defended the ring. Their fighting power is so strong!"
"But this is our Xutian Sect. Alas, there is something..."
…
"Listen to people's words, adjust your breath or continue?"
At the end of each fight, there is a quarter of an hour to adjust the breath. The referee asks Wenren, who is dressed in white and stands elegantly on the ring, according to the rules.
"Go on." Wen Renyu responded calmly.
"The next challenger, please come on!"
…
Five seconds passed after the referee made the announcement, but no one among the twenty-some people surrounding ring number 22 responded!
"I come!"
In the strange silence, a thin voice suddenly emerged.
Everyone looked around and saw that the person speaking out was actually a thin man with dark skin. Everyone's eyes showed a bit of disbelief almost at the same time.
Bingyue's height of 172 centimeters is definitely considered tall among women, but among men whose average height is about 188 centimeters, doesn't it make her look a bit shorter? Plus,
The woman was originally more slender than the man, but Bingyue dressed herself up as a black boy. Doesn't she look thin and small now?
"Hey, you're so thin, you better not go up there!"
"That's right, you kid, this is not a place for fun, just watch from the audience!"
…
"Sorry, she was joking!" Feng Wanqing saw that Bingyue seemed to be going crazy, so she quickly shouted towards the stage.
"I'm not joking, how could such a thing be a joke?" Bingyue said sternly, and then she wanted to walk towards the ring, but was tightly held by Feng Wanqing.
"Are you crazy? This man is too strong. Can't we see again?"
"Don't worry, in the worst case, if you lose, we'll just change the arena!" Bingyue continued to comfort Feng Wanqing.
"Hey, are you going to come up? You can't let others come up!" the referee said impatiently.
"Go up, why not?" Bingyue responded immediately.
"Whose boy doesn't know the heights of the world, so he's not afraid of losing, but his sword has no eyes, what if he gets hurt?"
"That's right, although this kid's cultivation level is not obvious, but with such a weak body, he has no fighting power at first glance, and he dares to challenge a swordsman!"
"Come back here!" Feng Wanqing didn't know how Bingyue broke free of her arm that she was holding on to. When she looked again, she was already on the ring. She was so anxious that she yelled out.
"Hey, this kid is really not afraid of death, he really dares to go up there!"
"Senior Brother Wenren, don't take this guy seriously, you have to show some mercy!"
…
"Xutian Zong Yue Bing, please enlighten me!"
Bingyue completely turned a deaf ear to all the good intentions, bad intentions, and blustering voices from the audience. She stood still on the stage and calmly announced her home address, although the name and identity she reported were both fake.
"Jianzong, Wenrenyu!" Wenrenyu saw that although the Xutianzong disciple in front of him was slender, like a girl, his aura was not weak at all. He was not as optimistic as the disciples in the audience.
Don't dare to underestimate your opponent.
After the referee announced the start, Wen Renyu quickly struck out.
Bingyue was delighted, this was a good word, she liked to take it seriously like this!
In the first few replies, they were back and forth, and the two of them were more testing, and they did not show their true strength. But even so, Wen Renyu did not dare to take it lightly.
The opponent was very agile, and although the magic weapon he took out was a fan, what he could use was swordsmanship.
Although he didn't understand why the opponent used a fan instead of a sword, he couldn't underestimate the sword intent contained in every move. If the opponent brought out a sword to fight, it would be really difficult for him to win.
In the ring, Bingyue actually did not want to use the Seven Treasures Glazed Fan as a sword wielder, nor did she want to use her spiritual energy to transform into a sword in a high-profile manner from the beginning to show that her spiritual power was strong and unique.
But the key point is that she only remembered after she entered the ring that her Flowing Light Sword was a purple sword uniformly distributed by the Xutian Sect to its direct disciples. Although it had been modified by the Snow Dragon and Snow Phoenix, its appearance had not changed. As soon as she took it out
, isn’t her identity as an outer disciple just a disguise?
At this time, the snow dragon and snow phoenix were not in the snow jade bracelet, and there was no way to help her find another sword for temporary use. In a flash of thought, she had no choice but to take out the Seven Treasure Glazed Fan as a sword wielder.
After testing a few moves, Bingyue decided to make a quick decision.
In fact, according to her usual style, there is no need to test, just win quickly. If the difference in combat power is really too big, and it is impossible to win by surprise, then it is more important to protect yourself first.
In actual combat, the Thirty-Six Strategy is the best strategy; as for the arena, there is no life-threatening danger at all, so she can still hold on as long as she can, since she is not afraid of getting hurt anyway.
Determined to fight quickly, Bingyue's momentum suddenly became fierce, her sword was drawn very quickly, and her movements became even weirder.
Seeing this, Wenrenyu quickly deployed his sword and shield, and his attack speed also increased a lot.
Unfortunately, although Wen Renyu's swordsmanship was high, it was not obvious enough, and his body skills were far less flexible than Bingyue's. With only two moves, Wen Renyu could tell the difference.
Bingyue Ke had to spar almost every day with opponents whose cultivation levels were much higher than her own. Moreover, after every spar with Snow Dragon and Snow Phoenix, she had to point out the shortcomings in the battle on the spot. Every day,
How can her progress be comparable to that of others? It is not easy for her to find a flaw in sword cultivation in the middle stage of Mingxin Realm?
No, after only five moves, Bingyue took a chance. She transformed in an instant and moved behind Wen Renyu. She quickly used her spiritual power to transform and popped out two extremely small spiritual power projectiles to coerce her.
The force of wind and thunder penetrated Wen Renyu's sword and shield, directly sealing the two large acupuncture points on Wen Renyu's back, causing the movement of his spiritual power all over his body to be blocked, making him weak, and the sword and shield collapsed...
Wen Renyu knew that he lost!
He had already lost before the opponent showed his true strength.
He originally thought he could defend at least ten rounds in a row, but he never thought he would lose so quickly. Not only did he lose, he also lost to a little-known outer disciple of the Xutian Sect. It is true that there are people outside the world, and there is a God outside the world! (To be completed.)