The atmosphere of war came suddenly.
No one expected that the two of them were so decisive and started the duel without saying a word.
Knife competition, what is knife competition
Every swordsman is familiar with this. To put it simply, it means pulling out his sword in an instant.
The moment they collide in the air, whoever's sword is knocked away loses.
A seemingly simple action contains too many factors, including momentum, cultivation, will, sword soul, the angle of sword release, grasp of the environment, and each individual's understanding of sword skills.
If there is a slight mistake, you will be at a disadvantage in the sword competition.
In addition to the above, there is another very important factor, which is the knife itself.
When an ordinary sword and a high-grade famous sword collide, it is self-evident who has the upper hand.
When both sides are close in strength and talent, in many cases, it is the sword itself that determines the outcome of the sword duel.
Seeing Xiao Chen, he agreed to Wen Ziran's request for a sword show without hesitation. Outside the white clouds, many warriors watching were all surprised.
In Xuanyu, who doesn't know that Wen Ziran's Luoshui Sword was personally crafted by the Sword King Wu Xiaotian.
The materials used and the effort put into it were all aimed at the Divine Weapon List.
Although it is only a minor divine weapon now, as soon as it advances to the divine weapon, it will enter the divine weapon list.
Becoming one of the top ten divine weapons in the world, it contains divine power and is comparable to the Hongmeng Emperor Treasure.
The famous sword Luoshui is famous all over the world. Over the years, countless warriors of the older generation have been killed by this sword.
I don't know how many treasures were cut in half by Luo Shui.
In the Sword Sect Ranking Competition, Wen Ziran took this sword and killed eight great masters, ranking among the top ten on the Sword Sect Ranking, and pushing the sword's prestige to a peak.
"This Xiao Chen is so arrogant, he actually dares to compete with Wen Ziran."
"It's a pity. I was originally looking forward to this battle, but now I have nothing to look forward to."
"If you don't know how to use your sword, just say it directly, why bother to insist on it.
With Wen Ziran's character, he would definitely give up the sword competition, and both sides would fight with swords of the same quality. "
"That's it. I still want to attend the King Ceremony, but I think it's better not to go and embarrass myself."
"Haha, no matter what, I bought Wen Ziran's victory."
"Too."
Rumors spread, and many swordsmen expressed their extreme pity.
It’s not to blame for their one-sided remarks, it’s just because Luo Shui Dao’s reputation has become so popular in the Xuan Realm these years.
Master Jiu had a keen ear and could hear comments from all directions, and he couldn't help but feel more guilty: "Fat man, are you accurate?"
Jin Dabao was a little unsure at this moment and couldn't help but look at Ying Qiong.
Ying Qiong looked solemn and said to herself: "It's a bit strange. With Wen Ziran's character, he would never ask for a knife competition despite knowing that he is good at swordsmanship. What's going on?"
When Jin Dabao heard this, he suddenly had a grimace on his face: "It's over, Fatty is really going to fall into trouble this time."
Regardless of what others say, above the lake.
The purple light on the moon shadow knife shines brightly, and the electric light condenses and spins in the air, pulling out streaks of shining thunder.
Let this day become gloomy for no reason.
Looking up, the sky is filled with thunder clouds, and the moon shadow knife is flying.
The rolling thunder clouds, like a real dragon in the swamp, swim with the knife, exhale and swallow the clouds, and the wind, clouds, thunder and lightning in all directions move with it.
The sword came out, causing the heaven and earth to move. The essence of the sword competition was completely captured by Xiao Chen, and it was simply perfect.
But the more this happened, the more the warriors watching the battle felt regretful.
Such superb sword skills were enough to prove that Xiao Chen's reputation was well-deserved, but the sword in his hand was not good enough, and the sword competition was a sure loss.
Many people even sighed softly.
Not for anything else, just because there is one less exciting swordsman battle, which may become a regret in this life.
Looking at the other side, Wen Ziran's sword is as gentle as water, just like its gentle and gentle temperament, flowing like fine water.
But with Wen Ziran's action of drawing out the sword, the temperament of the sword also changed in a breath.
The roar of a flash flood resounded between heaven and earth, covering all directions, competing with the sound of thunder.
The blade of the sword was spinning endlessly, and water clouds were densely covered in the sky, and heavy rain was falling.
The rain is like a knife, and the sound of jingling bells falls on the water surface, like a sword, trembling and contending.
The falling rainwater turned into thousands of strands, hiding in the bottom of the lake.
Undercurrents surged, and under the water, the sound of chirping knives was like the roar of a peerless dragon, endless.
Echoing the water clouds in the sky, they jointly fight against the thunderclouds that are arrogant and arrogant.
The famous sword Luoshui falls into the water like a knife.
In the gentle breeze and drizzle, Wen Ziran was dressed in blue, spotless, standing on the lake, with the dragon roaring under his feet.
On this Jiulong Lake, time seemed to be suspended. Xiao Chen and Wen Ziran were both standing calmly on the water. The terrifying visions of heaven and earth around them did not affect them at all.
Just like the swordsman's heart, which is absolutely calm and rational, no external objects can interfere with them.
Seeing the two spinning knives getting closer and closer, many of the warriors watching the battle in the sky couldn't help but close their eyes, really unwilling to watch.
As a result, it was doomed from the beginning. Without the emergence of a magic weapon, what sword in the world can defeat the famous sword Luoshui in a sword competition.
Ying Qiong's heart couldn't help but beat loudly, her eyes were anxious, and she was muttering in her mouth.
This idiot, that was a sword made by the famous sword Luo Shui and the sword king Wu Xiaotian in order to hit the list of divine weapons.
Haven't you always been smart? Why did you agree to compete with the opponent without any brains
Of course, time is not really stopped, but the two swords are gathering momentum to give people the illusion that time is slowing down.
What should come will always come. The moment the two knives were about to come into contact, they suddenly accelerated.
As fast as a startling glance, faster than the eyes of most warriors can capture, they were quickly handed over.
Before I understood what was going on, I heard a crisp sound coming from the center of the lake.
The area where the two swords came into contact was enveloped by light, lightning flashed, and the two dragons fought.
The waterspout soared into the sky, and the two knives were instantly involved, making the chaotic situation more complicated. For a while, outsiders were unable to see clearly what was going on.
In the sky, thunder clouds and water clouds clashed, making loud noises, wandering in all directions, and pieces of clouds scattered, as if the sky was broken, which was particularly scary.
On the surface of the lake at Wen Ziran's feet, the undercurrent of the dragon's roar began to dissipate little by little.
On the surface of the lake, the water was flowing and the waves were rolling wildly. Wen Ziran rose and fell with the waves. At some point, a trace of blood spilled out of the corner of his mouth.
"what happened!"
Seeing the blood stains on the corner of Wen Ziran's mouth, and then looking at Xiao Chen who was still calm in white, everyone felt that something was wrong, but it happened to be where the two swords met.
The light was overflowing, the dragons roared incessantly, and it was a mess, making it impossible for people to see clearly what the result was.
Someone whispered: "The moment the two knives came into contact, I seemed to hear the sound of the blade breaking. Could it be that someone's knife was broken?"
"That should be Xiao Chen's sword, the famous Luo Shui sword. No magic weapon can break it."
"It seems that Wen Ziran was seriously injured after breaking Xiao Chen's knife. This makes sense."
"It's a pity, it's really a pity. Although I don't want to say it, Xiao Chen in white still loses a little unfairly."
No one would believe that the Luoshui sword could break. Since one of the swords broke, it must be Xiao Chen's sword.
Jin Dabao rolled his eyes, laughed, and swung his folding fan: "What, Sister Yingqiong, Fatty, let me go out for a while, this belly is so disappointing."
The fat man saw something was wrong and quickly tried to escape, but as soon as he took a step, several winning warriors blocked his way with murderous looks on their faces.
On the deck, there was a jump, but Master Jiu, who had slipped out early, was thrown back heavily, smiling awkwardly.
When the fat man saw this, he immediately shut up and squatted on the ground with a sad face.
Shaking the folding fan, if one didn't know better, he would have thought he was constipated.
Ying Qiong didn't care about these two living treasures. Her pretty face looked uncertain, a little lost, and a little worried.
rub!
The chaotic scene in the center of the lake slowly dissipated, the waterspout fell back to the lake, and the thunderclouds and water clouds in the sky gradually disappeared.
A ray of sunlight fell, and then the light shone brightly. Under the scorching sun, the lake surface sparkled and shone.
After everything calmed down, only a knife was left, hanging alone on the lake.
Facing the scorching sun, it stands proudly, shining with luster, dazzling people.
"No, that's not Luo Shui, that's the Moon Shadow Sword!"
Suddenly, someone's expression changed drastically, he opened his mouth and shouted, looking shocked, as if he had seen the most unreasonable thing in the world.
The commotion immediately spread among all the warriors watching the battle.
"What's going on? Where is Wen Ziran's knife?"
"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible, it must be an illusion."
But following Wen Ziran, he reached out to the bottom of the lake and held the Luoshui knife broken in half in his hand.
An unacceptable fact just happened.
There are countless broken swords, and the famous sword Luoshui, which carries the great hope of the sword king Wu Xiaotian, is broken...