"Me?" Chu Danfeng said, "Master, but I didn't draw my spirit sword. Isn't that against the rules?"
Fang Qingya, Huang Changtian and the others also suspected that their master was joking. Moreover, this was not just a question of whether it was in accordance with the rules. The fifth disciple was only at the foundation-building stage. How could he break the barrier? Moreover, he was just like them. He didn't pull anything out at all. Could he use the disciple sword to break it
Meng Cangyu said calmly: "You fell into the forbidden area last night while trying to save someone... The head brother will definitely ask about it. This matter cannot be concealed." Especially with that kind of opportunity.
It turned out that as early as at Wanjian Peak, when Meng Cangyu asked him, he had told him everything he had seen and experienced last night.
Meng Cangyu lowered his voice and said to Chu Danfeng, "Wait for the young disciple surnamed Bai from Zhenyu Peak to show some ideas, and then you can try your hand at it."
"…" Chu Danfeng suspected that his master was trying to compete with Uncle Bai on purpose. No wonder he allowed Liu Yanbai to go with him. Chu Danfeng actually wanted to impress everyone, but even though he had a magic weapon in his hand, his cultivation was still at the foundation-building stage. Could he really be Liu Yanbai's opponent
You know, in the previous life, Liu Yanbai's feat of splitting the barrier had been praised by the sect, and the disciples of Zhenyu Peak had been bragging about it for ten years. It was not until ten years later, when Hua Tingxuan pulled out the Xuanshui Sword, which was ranked first among the Wanjian Peak, that they stopped talking.
However, he was quite curious about what kind of a landslide or tsunami scene it was as he had never seen it with his own eyes in his previous life.
The "Sword Drawing Conference" is a grand event held once every ten years in the Shuangji Sect. The Wangjian Slope outside the Wanjian Peak barrier is crowded with people. In addition to the sixteen peak masters and their respective disciples, there are also many outer disciples who come to watch the excitement. Everyone is shoulder to shoulder, waiting to see the people split the barrier and come out of the mountain.
Every time a disciple came out who successfully pulled out the spirit sword, the crowd would either cheer in unison, or talk about it in a noisy manner, or even boo. In short, they would all comment on it.
This time it was even more incredible. The one who was going to break the barrier was Liu Yanbai, the leader of Zhenyu Peak. It was said that the white sword light that flashed on Wanjian Peak was because this person had pulled out a top-grade spiritual sword. Everyone on Zhenyu Peak was in high spirits. They had prepared ancient stringed music and a huge bundle of "Fireworks and Silver Flowers in the Nightless Sky", which seemed to be ready to be set off at night to celebrate the eldest brother's victory.
"It's only the fourth day. Isn't it too early for them to celebrate now? What if someone else pulls out a better sword?"
"It's unlikely. Although the barrier is open for seven days and seven nights, the best disciples in the past years have come out on the fourth or fifth day. After that, most of them have not drawn their swords and are waiting for the master to come and pick them up. Moreover, there are many people in Zhenyu Peak and they are the most informed. They must have found out how the best disciples are doing. There won't be any more 'dark horses'."
"Brother, what you said makes sense. Otherwise, if they had made such a big scene at Zhenyu Peak and it turned out that it wasn't Brother Liu who won first place, it would have been a huge joke."
"How can it be so easy to produce a 'dark horse'? Shuangji Sect hasn't produced a spirit sword that's 'top 100' for nearly a hundred years. Now that we're here, we can see the power of a top-grade spirit sword."
"It is said that last time Lixu Peak's first disciple Zhou Yuanshan split a seven-foot-high barrier crack, which caused a sensation. I wonder what will happen to Liu Yanbai?"
"Shh, stop talking, here it comes!"
With the massive support from Zhenyu Peak, everyone had great expectations for Liu Yanbai's performance. When he walked in front of the barrier, all the disciples subconsciously held their breath, and the huge Wangjianpo suddenly became quiet.
Liu Yanbai was also a little excited.
After decades of hard training, climbing the ladder of Wanjianfeng time and time again, fighting again and again after repeated failures, and forbearing for many years, the moment for him to become famous has finally come.
Reputation, status, beauty... Thinking of this, Liu Yanbai looked back at Chu Danfeng deeply, and then stepped forward with his sword in high spirits.
The Mo Yun Sword, wrapped in spiritual power, chopped down from the air. As the sword wind swept past, the transparent barrier began to shake, like an invisible layer of water ripples, distorting the scenery on both sides. The ripples vibrated in circles, and the sword tip pierced through the barrier, tearing a space crack more than ten feet high in it. The edge of the crack was shining with golden light visible to the naked eye.
Liu Yanbai emerged from the crack with a sword in hand, immediately causing thunderous cheers led by the disciples of Zhenyu Peak.
Not only them, but also the fellow apprentice sisters Tang Yingdong and others who were traveling with them sighed in a low voice: "Senior Brother Liu's sword is really powerful. With this level of cultivation, if he dares to claim to be second among our generation of disciples, I'm afraid no one dares to claim to be first."
Huang Changtian was very unconvinced: "No matter how high your cultivation is, you don't have to be so arrogant. Look at those people in Zhenyu Peak. They are eager to beat gongs and drums and carry him back in a sedan chair. They don't have the dignity of a cultivator at all."
Fang Qingya was obviously dissatisfied with Liu Yanbai's attention, but he also felt that it was embarrassing for his senior brother to be so sour, so he whispered: "Third senior brother, please say less."
"I just feel unhappy when he bullies Xiaowu. I can't beat him, so I can't just say a few words behind his back." Huang Changtian muttered softly.
Fang Qingya: “…”
Chu Danfeng: “…”
Junior sisters: “…”
Not only were the disciples of Zhenyu Peak excited, their master Bai Cangshan also showed a very satisfied look, smiling kindly and proudly, and at the same time glanced provocatively at Meng Cangyu on the other side of the barrier.
The meaning is very clear: "My disciple won the first prize in the sword-drawing competition, and I don't know what your disciple has done. I need you to take over in advance."
Meng Cangyu looked back at Bai Cangshan and ordered Chu Danfeng: "Xiaowu, go ahead and break the barrier."
"What?" Huang Changtian asked in surprise, "Master, are you really going to let Xiaowu go?"
Unfortunately, Huang Changtian was afraid of his own master from the bottom of his heart, and Meng Cangyu shut him up with a look. Huang Changtian was not the only one who felt that it was inappropriate, and several sisters from Kunduan Peak also said anxiously: "Uncle Meng, you can't do this."
Everyone has more or less heard that Meng Cangyu and Bai Cangshan have many different ideas. They liked to argue with each other when they were young. After all these years, they have not been able to convince each other, and instead have become more and more secretly competitive... But this is not the way to fight with Uncle Bai. At this time, letting Brother Chu use his disciple sword to break the barrier will be embarrassing, but getting hurt by the mountain protection formation will be a loss!
However, Meng Cangyu not only refused to take back his order, but also urged him sternly: "Dan Feng!"
Chu Danfeng glanced at his two direct brothers, and saw that his sisters Yingdong and Yingxue looked worried and almost cried, as if he was not going to break the barrier, but to die.
"…" Chu Danfeng secretly exhaled and bowed to Meng Cangyu: "Yes, Master."
Forget it, just go. You can't act like a coward in front of girls.
But in fact, he was not as calm as he looked. He was panicking: Is my first actual combat going to be in front of the whole sect?! Master, your trust in me is too blind! If I fail, it will be a huge disgrace!
Even though he had that fortuitous encounter and had the magic weapon recognize its master, the magic weapon was only a fan after all. Could it really cut through the barrier like a sword
But no matter what, the arrow is on the string now, so let's give it a try.
Chu Danfeng felt that he should be 50% sure, but he just needed to think about it. How to use a fan? Is it like a sword
Perhaps he spent too long thinking about how to attack. The disciples on Wangjian Slope gradually shifted their attention away from Liu Yanbai from Zhenyu Peak. “Is that Chu Danfeng from Lixu Peak? Why is he standing there in a daze?”
"He must be Senior Brother Chu? I didn't expect him to be so elegant and handsome, like a noble young man from a storybook."
"Hold a fan, act pretentiously, be frivolous!"
"You want to break the barrier too, don't you?"
"Isn't his golden elixir shattered? How could he possibly draw the sword? Oh, I heard that he has very poor aptitude. He just follows his teachers around all day long to beg for elixirs. He practices hard every day, but his cultivation is not as good as that of ordinary outer disciples."
"… "
Chu Danfeng couldn't hear the discussions outside, but he noticed that everyone's eyes were focused on him.
It seems silly to just stand here and be in a daze. They say that great strength can lead to miracles, so why not just... go for it
He made up his mind and poured all his spiritual power into the bamboo peach blossom fan. He suddenly folded the fan and struck the barrier with all his strength!
I thought the barrier would fluctuate like water ripples just like when Liu Yanbai activated it with the sword wind, but I didn't expect that Chu Danfeng's spiritual power would be so overbearing and powerful that it shook the entire mountain's protective formation, and several spiritual swords inserted in strange rocks not far away were also stimulated by the spiritual energy and made clanging sounds.
At this point, everyone on Zhenyu Peak who were busy celebrating for the eldest senior brother couldn't help but look over. Even Liu Yanbai himself frowned and looked towards the barrier.
Suddenly, those spirit swords rose from the ground and flew towards Chu Danfeng.
Chu Danfeng: “!!!”
After all, Chu Danfeng had been a swordsman all his life. Even though he was holding a folding fan, he subconsciously used sword skills, fanning himself horizontally to block the spiritual swords that were flying towards him.
When he realized that this was a fragile bamboo-bone silver paper fan, it was too late. Chu Danfeng thought he was doomed, and had prepared for the fan to be cut off and himself to be seriously injured by the sword. However, he only heard the crisp sound of metal clashing, and it turned out that the spirit sword was knocked away! The fan was intact!
"This is because the spiritual power is too pure, and the spiritual sword has been inspired to fight!" Qiu Cangyun swung the dust and knocked away two sword beams that were shot at her disciples, but her tone was a little excited, "I have only seen this kind of situation in ancient books, and today I am lucky enough to see it!"
Meng Cangyu said in a clear voice: "Xiaowu, concentrate your mind and calm your breath. Step left and right into the air. Focus your mind on Dantian. All the grass and trees will become soldiers. Retract and release freely, and the Gang Qi will be formed naturally!"
This was actually the first set of foundation-building swordsmanship taught to him by his master. Chu Danfeng had practiced it for a lifetime, but was still only at the foundation-building level. Now, facing the rain of swords from the sky, he suddenly had a new understanding.
If there is a sword in your heart, every tree and grass will become a weapon, and even plucking leaves and flying flowers can hurt you.
And with the help of the magic weapon, Chu Danfeng felt that not a single bit of the spiritual power in his body was wasted at this moment. With a quick thought, he could transform all the true energy into a hurtful gust of wind.
For the first time in his life, Chu Danfeng enjoyed fighting.
All the disciples who were shoulder to shoulder on Wangjianpo were staring in amazement, they saw: the sleeves of the disciple Yuebai were fluttering in the wind, he looked like a fairy, the young man holding a folding fan had long hair as black as ink, and in the fierce rain of swords, he turned his white wrist, and the bamboo fan suddenly unfolded, knocking away a sharp blade, and a tree of freehand and elegant peach blossoms on the silver fan actually complemented his watery lips, adding three points of beauty to the young man in white.
With the flick of the silver bamboo fan, most of the spirit swords with a strong fighting spirit were repelled. The defeated spirit swords were inserted back into the strange rocks one after another. The spirit light flashed around them, and they turned back to their rusty appearance.
When the last magic sword was inserted into the strange rock, the barrier protecting the mountain shattered and disappeared. Chu Danfeng had already landed on the ground, his black hair hanging down, his wide sleeves lightly spread out, and he waved the folding fan lightly in front of his chest, then struck it on the palm of his left hand and suddenly closed it, with a beautiful turn of his wrist, putting it into his sleeve.
There was a brief silence at first, and then there was a burst of earth-shaking screams. The female cultivators seemed to have contributed a lot of strength. Huang Changtian covered his ears while chanting the "Meditation Mantra" to avoid being deafened on the spot.
The entire Wangjianpo was in an uproar. Some people cheered excitedly, some couldn't believe it, some immediately crushed the jade disc and ran to tell others, but there were also some people who were so embarrassed that they didn't know what to do.
For example, the disciples of Zhenyu Peak had a huge bundle of "Fire Trees and Silver Flowers in the Nightless Sky" still quietly parked on the open ground. Bai Cangshan's face was as gloomy as water, while Liu Yanbai's face turned green.