Song Zian's face was extremely ugly. This was not only a challenge, but also a humiliation. Qianye didn't pay attention to him, the heir with the most combat power, at all.
He stood up suddenly, snorted heavily, and said coldly: "Little mayfly, dare to cross the river!"
Qianye said indifferently: "I've always been impatient, and I don't like to procrastinate when I have grudges. Since you caused me to fail in the promotion two days ago, today is the time to settle the grudge. Your ranking in the martial arts exam will stop here!"
"Arrogance!!" Song Zian was furious. He felt great hatred in his heart. He thought that the situation had been calmed down that day and Song Zining would suffer a dark loss, but he didn't expect that the other party would give him a hand on this occasion. Even if he can win this game, the accusation has already been heard by the elders.
Next to him, Song Tu frowned and shouted, "Enough! Next!"
After Qianye, it was Song Zining, who chose the Miss Song family without the slightest grace. However, Song Xinran was relieved. Song Zining's fighting style in the first few rounds was fairly mild. Even if she lost, as long as she was not injured or the injury was not serious, it would not affect the subsequent assessment.
The remaining six also chose their opponents one by one, so there was no surprise at this time. The last two in the ranking faced Song Zicheng and Song Ziqi respectively, and it was clear that they would be eliminated.
At this time Mrs. An Guogong's wife suddenly opened her eyes and ordered a batch of refreshments, which also meant that the ancestors were not going to close their eyes to rest, but to watch the game seriously.
After a lot of busy work on the high platform, after the things Mrs. An Guo wanted were arranged, the seats of the elders also changed a little. Elder Lu was recruited to Mrs. An Guo's side, and on her other side was Song Zhongnian, the leader of the Song Clan. up.
Among the elders, Grand Elder Song Zhongcheng's face was as gloomy as a dark cloud over the city. He is Song Zian's grandfather, and also the elder brother of the lord Song Zhongnian. Qianye challenged Song Zian, but he even openly accused Song Zian of secretly harming him before the match.
How important is the Song clan's ten-year exam? Assassinating opponents before a match is a big taboo. Moreover, all the guest seats in the audience were level nine, and only Qianye was level eight, but he was the most powerful. At this time, he revealed that he was assassinated by Song Zian for not advancing. How serious this matter is!
Regardless of the truth of the matter, Song Zhongcheng already felt that there was something wrong with the way the elders looked at him, and although the ancestor's expression remained unchanged, but she favored Song Zining so much, I'm afraid there was something wrong in her heart.
The third generation of the Song Clan is generally weak, and there is no suspense about the succession of the lords from different generations, and they will meet each other in the past few years. Song Zhongcheng wholeheartedly hoped that Song Zian would win the right of inheritance and snatch back the position of lord from Song Zhongnian's family. Now that Qianye disrupted his plan, he was extremely angry in his heart, wishing he could kill this daring junior with one blow, and made up his mind that this trouble must not be left behind after the big exam.
With the sound of a bell, the first battle of the top eight began immediately, Song Zian vs. Qianye.
This was the lineup that was supposed to belong to the semi-finals, or even the finals, but because of Qianye's unexpected choice, it was held ahead of schedule.
When Qianye walked into the arena with Dongyue in his hand, Elder Lu immediately sat up straight, as if looking forward to it.
Song Zian then appeared on stage and stood in front of Qianye. Before starting the battle, he suddenly lowered his voice and asked, "Have you healed from the injury that day? You recovered fairly quickly."
Disturbance in cultivation is a hidden injury, and it is difficult to heal. Moreover, Qianye said that he was trying to advance to the next level, so the consequences were even more serious. At this moment, Song Zian brought up the old matter again, obviously wanting to anger Qianye.
Qianye was not moved, but looked up at him, and said, "Sure enough, you did it on purpose. It seems that it is indeed better to send you out now."
Song Zian drew out his long sword, and the corners of his mouth slightly turned up, drawing a contemptuous arc, and said, "Master Servant Xiao, I don't know how to live or die."
Qianye's eyes flashed with a deep blue light, and murderous intent appeared.
Song Zian's sword is a little longer than the ordinary matching sword, and the blade is one-third narrower, obviously following the brisk and sharp line. There is water-blue light flowing on this long sword. After injecting the original force, visions of the bright moon in the night sky appear from time to time in the blooming light. It is a sixth-level sharp weapon.
This is one of the famous swords of the Song Dynasty, "Zhuyue", and it is also extraordinary among the sixth-level swords. With this sword in hand, Song Zian can take advantage of the weapon alone. Not to mention the various powerful attributes that are bound to be added to the sixth-level force weapons, just the "shenfeng" item can directly cut off ordinary fifth-level weapons.
The two sides began to move to confront each other, but Song Zian did not swing his sword to attack, but retreated to one side, drew out a short spear while running, and aimed at Qianye several times.
Qianye's body seemed to be swaying in the wind, and his footsteps retreated freely within a square inch, easily dodging all the bombardments. This kind of dodging skill can only be practiced in the rain of bullets on the battlefield.
Song Zian saw it, and knew that the force gun was ineffective against Qianye. With a snort, he put away his short spear, and with a flick of the long sword in his hand, his footwork suddenly sped up, he had circled Qianye several times in an instant, and the sword was attacking him like a violent storm.
Song Zian had watched Qianye's previous battles, and knew that he looked a little thin, but in fact his strength was unusually large, so the first round was a quick sword attack, and he had to use speed and combat skills to defeat Qianye.
There is nothing wrong with Song Zian's tactics, the only thing wrong is that it shouldn't be used on Qianye.
Qianye waved Zhong Dongyue in his hand, and the ordinary sword edge seemed to lose weight suddenly, stuck to Zhuyue, and then drew several circles in the void, almost twisting his long sword into the air.
These swords were light and delicate, and Song Zian was stunned. Faced with this completely different battle situation from what he had expected, he actually stopped his hands. How could Qianye let go of this opportunity and swung his sword to counterattack. Dongyue trembled and groaned softly, appearing and disappearing in the air, like a fish swimming upstream in a torrent.
Song Zian's reaction was not slow either. After a daze, he immediately returned to normal. However, Qianye was determined to advance and retreat, and the heavy slashing sword that many people had seen before was like a feather at this moment, following Qianye's advance and retreat, breaking and shattering the original force halos one by one.
The confrontation between the two suddenly turned into a fight, and they were evenly matched!
At this moment, all the four people were shocked, and the expressions of many elders on the high platform changed. Even Lu Lao opened his eyes wide, staring at the arena without blinking. The ancestor slowly peeled a lychee and put it in his mouth.
Song Zian's heart was burning. In his eyes, each of Qianye's slashing, slashing, stabbing and sweeping was clearly the most ordinary basic sword style, but the timing of using it was extremely ingenious. Not only did he successfully pass through the gap between the sword lights , and hit the weakest link with incomparable accuracy, wringing his force to pieces.
Song Zian made a wrong step, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the expressions of the elders on the high platform, and secretly groaned in his heart. He has almost broken through to the twelfth-level fighter now, and he deserves to be the number one among the children of this generation in terms of level. If it is so difficult to fight an eighth-level fighter, even if he wins in the end, his impression in the hearts of his ancestors will decline sharply. .
This battle is not only to win, but also to win beautifully!
Song Zian couldn't get off the tiger, he gritted his teeth fiercely, swung his long sword, and with a blazing light, he slashed at Dongyue's blade fiercely.
Qianye raised his eyebrows, knowing that Song Zian wanted to take advantage of the sixth-level sword weapon, coupled with the advantage of the original force level, to force his own heavy sword. If he could cut Dongyue, he would surely win the game in one fell swoop.
With a flick of Qianye's wrist, Dongyue's sword turned accordingly, slashing towards Zhuyue without avoiding it.
When the two swords intersected, Qianye suddenly shouted violently, and the force of the whole body rose, as if a raging crimson flame shot up into the sky, and in the flames of the force, the little golden light was particularly eye-catching.
In just an instant, Qianye's power reached its peak, and all the natural force within a few meters of his body resonated with it, and there was even a ray of dark force wrapped around Dongyue's sword edge, cutting towards Zhuyue together!
Qianye's true vision can be seen clearly, and Song Zian's moon is also entangled with the original force, and changes in strength and weakness with the turning of the sword. But in the situation where both sides were attacking with all their strength, it was obvious that the force resonance caused by Song Zian's sword was much smaller than that of Qianye.
When the two swords clashed, Song Zi'an's body shook violently, and he could barely hold the hilt of the sword with both hands. And Qianye also lost all the blood on his face in an instant, and his hands holding the sword couldn't help shaking.
The two staggered apart, and this sword fight was evenly divided.
However, this result shocked all the spectators on the spot.
Song Zian is now on the verge of breaking through, but Qianye is only an eighth-level warrior. The gap between the two sides is not only three levels, but also a huge gap between warriors and warriors. With such a difference in strength, Song Zian's failure to knock Qianye out of the field with one move is considered a poor performance, so how could he be evenly divided
Song Zian was also horrified, looked at Qianye in disbelief, and shouted: "You hide your strength, you are not a soldier..."
In the middle of speaking, Song Zian immediately stopped talking.
He was so terrified just now that he lost his composure. Under the eyes of the ancestors, how could it be possible for a mere warrior to conceal his level? As soon as this sentence came out, Song Zian knew that his performance had lost points again.
The old ancestor is eating melon seeds at the moment, looking at this place. Although she didn't say anything, her eyes were sharp, and she couldn't hide any small tricks from her.
Song Zian forced himself to be calm, looked at Qianye, and said coldly: "I am very surprised that you can fight me to this extent. But that's it, you were seriously injured by the sword just now, right? "
Qianye suddenly showed a sarcasm smile, and after a few deep breaths, Dongyue raised it again, and the momentum was like a blue sea tide, slowly pushing up, without any downturn.
Song Zian could hardly believe his eyes, how could Qianye be almost unscathed.
In fact, the reckless sword fight between the two sides just now was indeed evenly divided. Qianye was already only one step away from level nine, and in terms of strength and physical strength, he was far above Song Zian. In terms of physique alone, Qianye is already comparable to a blood viscount, not an ordinary human being.
In contrast, Song Zian now only has the advantage in the total amount of original force, and he doesn't even take advantage of weapons.
Song Zian didn't know the key point, he aimed at Dongyue, and then his eyes froze. Dongyue's dark, inconspicuous sword has no defects at all, which means that at least in terms of material, this simple epee is no worse than the sixth-level Yue Yue.
Song Zian took a deep breath, shook his hands, and suddenly a bright moon appeared above his head, shining in the sky. The long sword in his hand trembled unceasingly, spewing out thousands of sword glows like water and moonlight, attacking Qianye.
This is the Gaoling Song Clan's secret sword skill: Mingyue Tianxin. At this moment, he no longer cared about leaving behind for the next battle, if he was defeated here, what would be the future.
However, at this moment, Qianye's aura was already established, and with a loud shout, Dongyue cut down in the air!