"In the first round, Dugu Sheng will face Xu San. Please come on stage."
Hearing Dugu Sheng's name, Murong Yunqing narrowed his eyes slightly. The elite sword discussion meeting is coming to an end. To put it bluntly, the talent and strength of those who can reach this point cannot be underestimated. They definitely belong to
The leader of China's younger generation.
As for Xu San, although he was not well-known before the elite sword discussion meeting, he is a well-deserved dark horse in this elite sword discussion meeting.
Although Xu San was defeated by Murong Yunqing in the group stage, no one doubted his strength.
Murong Yunqing knew Xu San's strength very well. In this sword discussion meeting, Xu San was definitely the strongest opponent she had ever encountered.
With that sword of his, even Murong Yunqing, who had now broken through, would not be able to escape with full confidence if he faced him again.
The reason why he was able to defeat Xu San at that time was largely due to luck. If it weren't for the sudden spiritual awakening of the Purple Lotus Mysterious Light Sword, and the fact that he saw a flaw in Xu San's sword moves at the last moment, Murong Yunqing felt that he was seriously
He may not be able to defeat Xu San.
"You should be able to see something this time!"
Murong Yunqing secretly thought that the stronger Xu San was, the more opportunities she would have to see the true identity of Dugu Sheng.
Dugu Sheng's strength has always been a mystery to Murong Yunqing. The contestants in this elite sword competition, such as Ye Wuming, Fu Yingxuan and others, Murong Yunqing knows that they are very strong, but for Dugu Sheng, Murong Yun
Qing has no idea how strong he is!
Murong Yunqing thought so, and the thoughts of the rest of the top 40, and even the audience in the auditorium, were surprisingly consistent with Murong Yunqing's thoughts.
In this elite sword discussion meeting, if Ye Wuming is the strongest and Murong Yunqing is the most popular, then Dugu Sheng is the most mysterious one in the eyes of everyone.
From the beginning to the present, Dugu Sheng has only relied on a pistol. In the eyes of everyone, this thing is no different from a toy, but it has ruthlessly taken away the lives of one strong person after another.
Even during this period of time, this pistol brought them endless fear.
You know, today's Yuanxing has undergone many changes compared to ten thousand years ago.
The barrier between the spiritual world and the secular world has become more and more transparent. Some modern scientific and technological items from the secular world have spread to the spiritual world.
Regarding the development of today's science and technology, in the eyes of those who pursue the path of spiritual practice, on the one hand, they are disdainful, but on the other hand, they are still worried.
Although it is said that practitioners can crush technological weapons in terms of high-end combat power, how long can this situation last? What will the Source Star be like in a hundred or thousand years? They don't know, and they don't dare to think about it.
This time, the pistol in Dugu Sheng's hand had a huge impact on them.
If today's technological power is really powerful enough to easily kill cultivators at the peak of the eighth heaven, and if ordinary people have mastered the technology to mass-produce such pistols, then is their practice and persistence really still meaningful?
Where will the future of the spiritual world go?
Therefore, during this period of time, dozens of forces, large and small, were frantically inquiring for information, but no matter how they inquired, they could not get any information about the silver pistol in Dugu Sheng's hand.
There were even many forces that sent many strong men to try to attack Dugu Sheng, but these people, without exception, all seemed to have suddenly evaporated from the world and disappeared without a trace.
It is because of these experiences that many people have an inexplicable fear when facing Dugu Sheng.
Although the strength displayed by Dugu Sheng was not that unfathomable, in their eyes, the mysterious haze surrounding Dugu Sheng was so strong that it was suffocating.
Fear comes from mystery, and Dugu Sheng's mystery even exceeds their cognition.
Dugu Sheng stood on the stage, his posture was very casual, and there was no sense of tension before the war.
Opposite him, Xu San's expression was extremely serious.
His right hand is holding a long sword tightly, his legs are slightly bent, and his body is slightly bowed. This posture is what he has learned from thousands of battles. It is a posture that allows him to use his best skills.
A fighting stance that draws out the sword quickly.
Originally, when he won the No. 1 lottery, Xu San also had the idea of giving up directly. After all, with his strength, if he participated in the subsequent challenges at his peak, he was 90% sure that he would be able to enter the top 20.
But after thinking about it for a long time, Xu San gave up the idea and surrendered without a fight, which was inconsistent with his swordsmanship.
He is a casual cultivator, not a member of a famous family. To be able to reach this point, the efforts he has put in far exceed ordinary people's imagination.
A swordsman must move forward bravely; a swordsman must have a clear conscience.
Therefore, he cannot retreat from this battle. Even if he loses, he will have no regrets, and even if he dies, he will be honored!
With firm eyes, Xu San always remembered that that year, he held a sword for the first time. That day, he used the sword in his hand to kill his father who was like a demon. It was also the day when he completely
He became a person, and from then on he had no relatives, no friends, and nothing.
The only thing left is the sword in his hand!
I will live up to my sword in this life!
After that day, he traveled around the mountains and swamps with one man and one sword. He tried many times to join various forces, but was rejected due to lack of foundation and poor qualifications.
Many setbacks did not defeat his faith. Later, Xu San gave up the idea of joining the sect and became a casual cultivator.
During this process, he did not give up the idea of pursuing the way of swordsmanship. Although he did not know any profound secrets of swordsmanship, he did understand the principle that "all martial arts in the world are invincible, but only speed cannot be broken."
Therefore, he gave up the idea of seeking ever-changing and mysterious sword techniques, and instead practiced only one sword!
This sword pursues extreme speed, extreme accuracy, and extreme ruthlessness.
At the beginning, he did not have any techniques for cultivating internal strength, and even now, he does not have any techniques for cultivating internal strength.
In the past time, it is not that he has not obtained this type of skills, but as those from the sect family said, his qualifications are too poor, and he cannot even reach the entry-level level in practicing the skills.
Therefore, in the face of such a cruel reality, after understanding the shortcomings of his qualifications, he completely gave up the idea of practicing those internal power techniques, and instead put more, almost all of his energy on this sword!
With this sword, he forced himself to be able to thrust this sword at any time, at any angle, and in any state!
As spring passed and autumn came, even he himself forgot how many times he had practiced this sword.
Ten million times? Or more than 100 million times? Xu San no longer remembers. He only knows that this sword is everything to him! He only knows this sword!
Perhaps in the eyes of outsiders, he has a very strong sword. But no one knows that he actually only knows this sword.
"You look a lot like a guy!"
At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in Xu San's ears. Hearing this voice, Xu San was suddenly startled. His eyes were fixed on Dugu Sheng opposite him, but he was shocked to find that Dugu Sheng
Sheng didn't make any movements or changes at all, not even the corners of his mouth changed.
"What's going on?"
For some reason, an unspeakable fear flashed through Xu San's heart.
Yes, it is fear, just like the fear I had when facing my drunken father, the fear of helplessness, the fear of the unknown.
Xu San took a deep breath and suppressed the unspeakable fear. He kept telling himself that the voice he just heard must be an illusion.
“It’s really similar!”
At this moment, another voice sounded in his ears, or in other words, this voice seemed to sound directly in his mind. No matter how he diverted his attention, he could sense the voice very clearly.
This time, he was sure that it was not an illusion, but... Dugu Sheng!
Xu San was frightened by his guess, because after taking the stage, his attention did not leave Dugu Sheng. It could be said that Dugu Sheng's every move fell in his eyes.
If it’s the first time, it’s still
His attention was not focused, so this time, Xu San could be sure that Dugu Sheng never spoke. So, why was his voice heard by him?
Just when he wanted to ask, Xu San felt that his body was suddenly wrapped by an extremely powerful force. Just when he was about to struggle in horror, this force suddenly penetrated
his body.
In an instant, an unspeakable, extremely intense pain swept through his body, and his consciousness fell into sinking in an instant.
"Dugu wins, wins!"
Ying Tian's voice sounded, and there was a hint of doubt in his eyes.
And everyone else in the field, whether it was the remaining top 40 players or the audience, all had doubts in their eyes.
The game just now was completely beyond their understanding.
In the eyes of everyone, the original confrontation between the two and the imminent battle suddenly changed dramatically in the blink of an eye.
The situation of fighting between wolves and tigers did not appear. Xu San, who seemed about to launch a thunderous strike at any time, suddenly flew back for some reason, jumped off the ring on his own initiative, and then fell directly to the ground and passed out.
"What...what's going on?" The audience was confused.
"I don't know. Is this Xu San fooling around with his sword and surrendering on his own initiative?" A middle-aged man with a big belly didn't bother to speak.
The man sitting next to the middle-aged man shook his head, unable to conceal his doubts in his tone.
"Probably not! I know the strength of Xu San. I have been watching the battle in the sixth group before. This Xu San almost defeated the seed player Murong Yunqing! His sword is extremely fast. In this place,
In the Second Sword Club, almost no one can match it. With such strength, you shouldn't take the initiative to admit defeat! Do you think it was Dugu Sheng who used some means?"
"How is that possible!" The pot-bellied middle-aged man directly denied: "From the very beginning, I have been paying attention to this Dugu Shengsheng. From the beginning to the end, he did not even move. Besides, his weapon is a pistol.
If he really did something silently, how could he have escaped my eyes?"
Murong Yunqing looked at Dugu Sheng who was slowly walking down the field, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.
This battle seemed inexplicable, but Murong Yunqing always felt that there was something wrong with it.
She has fought head-on with Xu San, and she knows Xu San's strength very well. Furthermore, although she has not had much contact with Xu San, she is the one who formed the soul sword and understands the sword's intention.
, which is much better than other cultivators.
Therefore, although Murong Yunqing did not understand Xu San, she could feel his spirit from Xu San's sword intent.
In Murong Yunqing's view, Xu San, who possesses such willpower with the sword, is determined not to surrender voluntarily.
If Xu San will not admit defeat, then the answer is obvious.
"Dugu wins!"
Murong Yunqing secretly affirmed in his heart that this seemingly nonsensical sword debate was definitely caused by Dugu Sheng, and Dugu Sheng was able to defeat Xu San without even knowing it under the gaze of so many pairs of eyes.
It's hard to understand, but this shows that his strength is definitely not inferior to the top experts.
"The top powerhouse? Ninth Heaven!"
Murong Yunqing was also shocked by his guess. If Dugu Sheng's cultivation had really reached the ninth level, then his talent would be too terrifying.
Moreover, Murong Yunqing's idea was not without reason!
The reason why Murong Yunqing couldn't get rid of this idea the most was that she suddenly discovered that if Dugu Sheng had really entered the ranks of top powerhouses, then some of the abnormalities in her previous interactions with Dugu Sheng could be explained.
For example, when he was escorting Princess Anna, Dugu Sheng was able to survive the disaster, or perhaps, with his eighth-level cultivation, he was unable to see through the depths of Dugu Sheng. Furthermore, a few days ago, Xue Wuya's attack on Dugu Sheng
Treat each other with courtesy...
All this may seem puzzling, but if the premise is that Dugu Sheng's cultivation has reached the ninth level and has truly entered the ranks of top powerhouses, then all the irrationality will become a matter of course.