"It's really strange. Why did the Kowloon Purple Gold Furnace suddenly disappear? From the beginning to the end, I never saw anyone take action!"
"The more precious something is, the more it must be hidden and hidden in front of as few people as possible. But Hua Feihu often shows off this high-grade treasure everywhere. This is retribution for meeting an expert!
"
The people at the Sifang Inn dragged Hua Feihu down unceremoniously. Instead of throwing him out directly, they showed mercy. But people's discussions became more and more intense.
Not long after, a Qin general with extraordinary bearing and armor strode to the center of the lobby, which happened to be the place where the Kowloon Purple Gold Furnace disappeared. He said loudly: "Everyone, be quiet for a moment. I, following His Majesty's instructions, are here to inform you.
Young Master, some matters."
The lobby quickly became quiet.
"Tomorrow is the day for the martial arts competition. I, the Princess of Da Qin, have conquered the country and the city. Naturally, only the most handsome person in the world can be worthy of her!"
General Qin loudly said: "Tomorrow the Emperor will personally summon you. But not everyone is qualified. There are more than 1,200 people in Sifang Inn, and only 300 people are qualified to be summoned by His Majesty! So!
Tonight, we will conduct an assessment at the Sifang Inn. Only those who pass the assessment can continue to stay. Those who fail, the general will have to say sorry!"
There was a lot of exclamation from the crowd.
The rules of this competition to recruit a bride are really strict. It took a lot of effort before to check into the Sifang Inn. Now I can't even sit still, and the elimination round is about to begin again.
Someone asked impatiently: "What are the assessment rules?"
General Qin smiled slightly and said loudly: "It's very simple! One thousand two hundred people, first draw lots, and compete in pairs! The winner will be promoted, and the loser will be eliminated. After two rounds of fighting, there are more than one thousand two hundred people, almost
There will be three hundred left. Of course, this does not count as a successful promotion. I will tell you after the two rounds of duels are over."
"It's a great match between two and two, I like this method!"
"My sword can't wait any longer!"
"I really don't know who would be so unlucky as to become my opponent!"
Some people who are confident and arrogant about their own strength have begun to brag.
Twenty people dressed as forbidden troops moved all the tables in the lobby to the corners, and used white powder to delineate dozens of areas of about fifty square meters. This was the arena for everyone to compete.
…
In an office room on the left side of the lobby, four people were randomly arranging more than a thousand people into pairs according to the previously recorded roster. A middle-aged man with most of his arms wrapped in thick bandages,
Walked in gently.
"Hey, Mr. Ding, why are you here?"
This person was none other than Deacon Ding, whose wrist was crushed by Sun Ning. He was a junior official in the foreign affairs department of the Great Qin Dynasty, so he was called Sir.
Butler Ding took out a stack of gold tickets and placed them on the table in front of the four people. He said with a smile: "There is a man named Sun Ning. I don't want him to leave Sifang Inn alive!"
The four people's eyes lit up.
"Master Ding has a request, how can he not comply?"
The leader took the golden ticket unceremoniously and said in a deep voice: "Then let Sun Ning arrange a battle with the swordsman Qiu Wanlou! Qiu Wanlou is not only at the innate one-star realm, but also practices the ability to seize the sword.
The Sword of Fate, there is no life left under the sword. It is most appropriate for him to take the life of someone named Sun!"
Deacon Ding showed a hint of uncontrollable resentment in his eyes, gritted his teeth and said: "Great, then arrange for Qiu Wanlou!"
…
Not long after, the competition list was released.
The sixty people whose names were read appeared on a total of thirty stages. With an order, thirty battles began at the same time.
Among the people who came to participate in the martial arts competition to recruit a bride, 70% of them were warriors from the Eight Sects, and 30% were warriors from the Xiantian Realm. As for those who had cultivated the skills of the Eight Sects, there were none.
Not surprisingly, these Xiantian realm warriors all achieved victory.
Half an hour later, the battle had progressed to the third and fourth rounds. At this time, some people with superb cultivation appeared in front of everyone.
For example, the Great Xia Dynasty's two-star innate warrior Yang Mo, the Great Qi Dynasty's three-star warrior Lei Jiu, the Great Tai Dynasty's seven-star warrior Wang Banshan, the Great Song Dynasty's one-star warrior Ye Qingshu, and others are all young.
Light, the cultivation level has reached the innate realm, and the attainments in martial arts are quite extraordinary and outstanding.
But the most eye-catching one is Tiemingtang, the Eight-Sect Master of the Jin Dynasty.
This person has not yet reached the Xiantian realm, but he actually defeated a two-star Xiantian realm warrior he was fighting against, and he crushed him with absolute physical strength, which shocked everyone.
Even Sun Ning looked at Tiemingtang with special eyes. He secretly guessed that his physical strength alone had already reached the strength of a savage elephant and 700 red tigers, which was not much inferior to his own.
As for Hua Feihu, who was in the Seven-Star Innate Realm, he was shaken awake after he fainted. His opponent was originally just a warrior in the Innate One-Star Realm. He probably hadn’t fainted enough yet and was so devastated that he was defeated after seven or eight rounds. He was thus
Elimination. The loss of the Kowloon Purple Gold Furnace really dealt a devastating blow to him.
"The next group, Sun Ning of the Great Chu Dynasty, versus Qiu Wanlou of the Great Zhao Dynasty! Go to platform 16!"
Because of Wen Renxie's incident, Sun Ning has attracted much attention.
After hearing about this duel, many people suddenly showed a look of gloating in their eyes.
"Sun Ning's opponent turned out to be the swordsman Qiu Wanlou. This time, he is dead!"
"That's right! What Qiu Wanlou cultivates is a life-threatening sword. If he doesn't kill people, he will kill himself, and no one will survive under the sword. In the Great Zhao Dynasty, his reputation is extremely high!"
Many undisguised comments naturally fell into Sun Ning's ears clearly.
When he walked onto the platform, he saw a man wearing a red robe, who looked quite charming, but was very tall and tall, walking over. He exuded an undisguised murderous aura. He was his opponent, Qiu.
Ten thousand buildings.
There was a hint of coldness in Sun Ning's eyes.
He had just seen Deacon Na Ding walk into the office and guessed that he was probably causing trouble. Seeing his opponent, he naturally guessed that he had been tricked.
"Swordsman Qiu Wanlou, please enlighten me!"
Qiu Wanlou pulled out his long sword and pointed it at Sun Ning, and a murderous aura suddenly swept over him.
Swordsman is an identity.
When warriors reach the acquired realm, they often choose a Taoist practice that they practice throughout their lives. The Great Sage World advocates swordsmanship, so most people will choose to become sword cultivators.
The realms of swordsmanship include following one's will, the sword's heart is clear, and the sword and man are one...
And only by practicing swordsmanship to the point where you can do whatever you want can you be called a swordsman.
There are more than a thousand people here. As sword cultivators, more than 70% of them practice swordsmanship. However, less than 10% can be called swordsmen. (To be continued)