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- When the sword comes out, there are four points of cold light, and the sword shines brightly.
On the third stage, a young man with thick eyebrows was stunned, and the sword in his hand was knocked away. When he looked down, he saw two shallow blood stains on the back of his hand. He was horrified and quickly gave up.
He knew that this was because the other party was merciful. Otherwise, if the sword tip was a little higher, it would be easy to destroy both of his hands.
Jing Shifang put away his sword and walked off the ring. Three group matches have started and he has won all three matches so far.
When it comes to the group stage, he no longer needs to hide his strength too much. He unsheathes his long sword and sweeps across the first three opponents with one sword.
There is no worry about exposing his strength at all. Unlike other outer disciples, he only learned Yi Sword Technique as a set of sword techniques, and the others are all Xing San Sword Techniques from the Sword Hall.
From the perspective of an outside disciple, if you don't even know where the sword comes from, how can you find a way to restrain it?
Of course, Jing Shifang never used the Juying Sword until he met a real master.
"Marin's previous opponents gave up and surrendered as soon as they came on the court. This time it's Lu Bao's turn, and we should be able to see a real competition."
On the third stage, Jing Shifang¡¯s only focus is on the double swords Marin.
But when those outer disciples saw that their opponent was Marin, they lost the courage to fight knowing that they would lose. They might as well save their energy and stay in the next competition.
Lu Bao, Chuanyun Legs, was challenged by Feng Yuran some time ago. He tried his best to break the Platinum Gangshen, and was sadly defeated. But he is also a veteran master after all, and he cannot give up as soon as he enters the ring. Maybe he can force Marin to show some real skills.
"We met again, Lu Bao. I heard that you lost to a newcomer this year. It's really disappointing." Marin's arms were extremely long, and his fingers could reach his knees. With the two swords in his hands, he won last year's competition. I only lost one game in total in the competition, and I lost to the final number one.
"Stop talking nonsense. I want to see how much you have improved this year. It will definitely not be that easy for you to beat me!"
Since Lu Bao is known as Chuanyun Legs, he is quite accomplished in leg techniques and body techniques. Before he finished speaking, he kicked the ground with the sole of his foot, and his body was like lightning. His legs turned into a shadow, the air was pushed away by the shock, and he let out a low whine.
"What a fast kick. I'm about to encounter such an attack. I'm afraid I'll have to raise my hands and surrender."
"Can you compare with Senior Brother Ma? Just watch carefully. I estimate that Senior Brother Ma can win with only ten moves!"
"Ten moves, is this too few?"
"If you don't believe it, just wait and see!"
The exclamations and discussions of the disciples under the ring did not have any impact on the two people on the field. Lu Bao's legs were like whips, pushing his leg skills to the limit, and the layers of leg shadows covered Marin's whole body.
He knows how powerful Marin is. It's his strongest killing move right from the start, and he doesn't dare to hold anything back.
The shadow of the legs rushed at extremely fast speed. Marin stood motionless on the spot and saw that his legs were about to hit his body. His eyes suddenly opened, and a flash of light flashed through his eyes. Tap your feet lightly. His body just floated up and he stepped back without his feet touching the ground.
The shadow of the legs moves forward. The figure retreated, and there was a tacit understanding between the two to maintain a short distance. No matter how hard Lu Bao tried, he could not close this distance. When he discovered this fact, his expression changed drastically.
"Ma Lin's strongest point is his double swords, but now his movement speed is far superior to that of Lu Bao, so how can he continue to fight?"
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Uh-huh! There was a streak of red clouds and a streak of frost. As soon as Marin's swords were released, they directly stabbed his legs in the shadow of the legs in the sky. Lu Bao screamed and fell to the ground, with two bone-deep bloody holes in his calf.
"Marin, you are so ruthless!" Lu Bao's eyes were full of resentment. Most of his strength was in his legs. This way, he would not have to participate in the subsequent group matches, and he would not have to worry about whether he could qualify.
"You are so weak, so you are not a threat to me at all, but I like to be stable in my work and hate any accidents."
Ma Lin had a faint smile on his face. With the strength gap between him and Lu Bao, it was easy to control the two swords and only defeat without hurting the person, but he chose to destroy the person directly.
Lu Bao stretched out his fingers and tapped his calf a few times quickly, sealing the two blood holes to prevent continuous bleeding.
Just as Lu Bao was limping off the ring dragging his two injured legs, he seemed to see something incredible and exclaimed: "When did your swords become spiritual weapons?"
Although Marin is famous for his two swords, only one of his Fire Qi Swords is a low-level spiritual weapon, and the other one is just an ordinary soldier. If he could have two spiritual weapon-level swords in his hands, it would be undecided who would win the competition last year.
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????At this moment, Lu Bao discovered that in Ma Lin's left hand was a long sword as frosty as snow, which was not inferior to the Fire Qi Sword.
"With these two swords in my hands, Jiang Long is no match for me. It's your honor to lose to my two swords." Ma Lin proudly looked at the pair of fire unicorn swords and frost swords in his hands, which he had accumulated so far. All the contribution points were invested in this frost sword.
His target is directly at Jiang Long, the number one master among the outer disciples.
Two low-level spiritual weapons and swords!
Jing Shifang was shocked, but he quickly calmed down. The double-sword Marin was stronger than he expected, but it was not so strong that he could not accept it.
"Marin is only ranked third among the outer sects. Will Jiang Long and Luo Xiaoshan, who are first and second, make greater progress? Have more hidden cards?"
Jing Shifang suddenly discovered that getting the top spot in Xiaobi was not an easy task for him. There were difficulties like hills one after another.
For example, Jiang Long, Luo Xiaoshan, Ma Lin and others, their talents, qualifications and hard work are not inferior to the majority of disciples who pass the normal assessment and enter the inner sect every year, or even exceed them. It's just that we were a little behind at the starting point and had to struggle for several years in the outer gate before we could cross this threshold.
My own progress can be described as rapid, but others are not slow at all, and taking Marin as an example, it can be seen that the spiritual weapons they possess are also increasing.
In the next round, Jing Shifang faced off against the injured Lu Bao. He received a bye and automatically won the match.
After waiting for a long time, I finally waited for myself to take the stage again.
"The sea is boundless!"
As soon as he came on stage, he used one of the infinite sword techniques. Like the boundless ocean, the terrifying storm of bright colors was meant to destroy everything in its path, smashing and breaking. What made people unconscious was that their minds were taken away, and they were unable to generate the will to resist.
Jing Shifang has only been learning this style of Boundless Sea for half a month. In addition, during this time, he spent all his energy on the Taixu Step and did not put much effort into the Xingsan Sword, so he has just started.
Ying Guang cut away, let alone the sea, even the power of a hundred and big rivers, at most it can only be regarded as turbulent streams.
But Jing Shifang¡¯s opponent was obviously not a determined one. He lost his fighting spirit after being frightened by the sword¡¯s power. He feigned two blows with the sword in his hand and immediately surrendered.
In the next few rounds, every opponent Jing Shifang encountered would be dealt with using the Boundless Sea style, using it over and over again.
He regarded this competition arena as an occasion for him to perfect his sword moves.
With just one sword move, Jing Shifang defeated the enemy and won four more games in a row. In total, he has won all nine games in the group stage. In the third group, he and Marin are the only ones who still maintain unbeatable results.
This kind of performance also made others start to notice Jing Shifang.
Gu Gu glanced at Jing Shifang's competition and nodded slightly. He was deeply impressed by this outer disciple who handed over two martial arts secret books. At this moment, it seems that this boy has good strength. This swordsmanship is different from his combat power. It cannot be improved immediately with contribution value.
"Master Mi Xian, what do you think of this new Jing Shifang?"
"It's okay, I guess I can appear second in the group. But I'm just lucky. Lu Bao is injured. Whether he can enter the quarterfinals depends on his draw."
¡°That¡¯s true, there is no master among the three groups. His swordsmanship is enough to deal with everyone except Marin.¡±
Master Mikai and a wise master beside him were analyzing the observed situation. They came to watch the academy competition in order to select young talents, hoping to find a few potential talents from the outer disciples.
Even though Jing Shifang is currently victorious, no wise master is optimistic about his prospects. It is a fluke to enter the top sixteen.
The wise teachers just glanced at them and moved them away from the third group and placed them in other groups.
For example, in the first group with Jiang Long and the second group with Luo Xiaoshan and Feng Yuran, these disciples are the focus of attention.
On the martial arts viewing platform, Yan Shisan looked ugly and looked at the No. 3 ring coldly: "When you meet Ma Lin, I'll see how you die!"
The better Jing Shifang performs, the harder it will be for Yan Shisan to deal with him. After all, he is only an inner disciple and not a core disciple.
Yan Shisan had seen a core disciple. With one move with both hands on the martial arts field, he condensed several golden spears out of thin air and threw them out. They tore the air, roared and exploded, and completely smashed the trial stone a hundred steps away. .
That was the power that belonged to a strong man in the Earth Yuan Realm. Just one glance made him understand the gap between himself and these truly peerless geniuses.
The core disciple is only a few years older than him, and his cultivation level is already a huge difference.
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?Now he wished that Jing Shifang would meet the same fate as Lu Bao, being severely injured by Ma Lin and unable to participate in the next competition.
In the third group, the situation has become clear to outsiders. Everyone immediately abstained from voting when they saw Marin, for fear that they would suffer the same outcome as Lu Bao.
This also caused the competition to proceed very quickly. In the twelfth round, Double Swords Marin¡¯s opponent became No. 529 Jing Shifang.
Marin stood there with his eyes closed, waiting for his opponent to give up and admit defeat. He didn't take the group stage to heart at all. The harsh treatment of Lu Bao not only reduces competitors, but also acts as a deterrent.
His thoughts have all drifted to the next knockout round, how to deal with Jiang Long and Luo Xiaoshan.
"You don't want to admit defeat?" Marin asked strangely after waiting for a long time but not seeing his opponent abstain.
"Please give me some advice." Jing Shifang's eyes were solemn, and he had already grasped the Juying Sword in his hand. This would be the first strong opponent he encountered in the small competition. (To be continued)
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