Both of them used Songyun's sword skills. Zheng Huaran unfolded his sword skills, making endless chi-chi-chi sounds. In a moment, he stabbed Pei Ziyun three times with his sword, all of which were the best. The people below cheered: "Good sword skills!"
The elder above also nodded secretly, this sword technique is pure and the fire is not shallow.
Pei Ziyun just smiled and thrust out his wooden sword, using the same Songyun sword technique. With just one move, all three swords were resolved immediately.
Zheng Huaran was shocked: "This flying swallow piercing the willow is just an ordinary move, but here, it has neutralized all three of my killing moves?"
Immediately, he used Songyun's sword skills and struck straight and horizontally. Pei Ziyun only stabbed one block at a time. In an instant, Zheng Huaran's sharp sword skills were all broken.
Pei Ziyun waited for Zheng Huaran to stab him ten times, and then he stabbed with the same "flying swallow piercing the willow". He heard a "pop" sound, Zheng Huaran felt pain in his wrist, and the wooden sword came out of his hand.
Zheng Huaran took a few steps back, as if he had seen the most terrifying thing in the world. He never imagined that after ten years of swordsmanship, he could even defeat the opponent's simple flying swallow through the willow.
Zheng Huaran was stunned for a long time before he recovered and handed over his hand: "Thank you, junior brother, for showing mercy. I lost."
After speaking, he turned around, picked up the wooden sword, and jumped down from the high platform, looking lonely.
All the Taoists who were watching were shocked and couldn't believe it. Senior Brother Zheng's swordsmanship was well understood by these people. They didn't want to be defeated so easily. They were all in an uproar.
"I accept it!" Pei Ziyun said, taking two steps forward on the high platform and bowing to salute the leader.
The leader smiled slightly and said: "Your swordsmanship is good, your first victory!"
Song Zhi's face was pale. He was sitting next to the leader. Suddenly he saw the leader secretly clenching his hands into fists. He was immediately shocked: "Even the leader thinks Pei Ziyun is scary?"
When Yu Yunjun saw Pei Ziyun's sword skills, he was also amazed: "This boy's sword skills are probably unparalleled among the disciples of this generation, right?"
But Zhao Ning was thinking to himself: "In terms of swordsmanship alone, not only will the next generation of disciples be unmatched, but it will also be difficult for us to find a second one, right?"
In addition to following Pei Ziyun for most of the way at the beginning, this person knew what happened to Pei Ziyun. Pei Ziyun killed bandits, six riders, and Japanese pirates along the way. He was decisive in killing and had superb swordsmanship. When he saw Pei Ziyun, he just downplayed it and thought , the more actual combat, the more you understand the horror inside.
And those who have never been in actual combat and have relatively low levels may not be able to tell.
There were many people in the competition, and some battles were long and some were short. Pei Ziyun got off the high platform and sat on the pier to continue watching. He glanced at the several battles in a row. To him, they were all flaws in his swordsmanship. He went out everywhere, but he didn't make a sound at the moment.
After an hour, the number of people was reduced by half, and Pei Ziyun came on stage.
The opponent was another senior brother. Pei Ziyun looked at it and smiled. The original owner had memories. Li Zizhi was another kendo master in the sect. What a wonderful arrangement!
Li Zizhi saw Pei Ziyun defeat Zheng Huaran in person, and he was cautious. He also often competed with Zheng Huaran in martial arts, and he knew that even he could never defeat him so easily and swiftly, not to mention that even though he used more than a dozen moves, But Pei Ziyun actually defeated him with one move, his hands were sweating and he was a little nervous.
Yu Yunjun and several elders were watching the battle in the distance. Zhao Ning looked at the scene and smiled: "Li Zizhi, you are feeling timid. I'm afraid it won't last long."
Listening to Zhao Ning's words, an elder with a white beard raised his eyebrows and sighed: "Junior sister Yu is a good teacher, and the disciple is so powerful. It's normal for my disciple to be no match, but he should be able to last a few more rounds." .”
"Please, please!" As several elders spoke, Pei Ziyun and Li Zizhi saluted each other in the arena.
After the two saluted, they drew their swords. They only measured a little distance, and without any test, Li Zizhi came at him with his sword. In an instant, he executed several moves in one go. It was just one move, and the technique was so fast that it was unbelievable. After using it, someone immediately cheered: "Senior Brother Li's Six Stinging Wind Styles are simply wonderful."
Seeing this sword move, Pei Ziyun couldn't help but applaud and exclaimed: "What a swordsmanship!"
After sighing, the wooden sword flashed, and it took only a moment to find the location of Li Zizhi's wooden sword. It was still this move of flying swallows piercing the willows, and the wooden swords suddenly collided, and the six consecutive moves were broken.
Both of them raised their swords and reopened their swordsmanship. Li Zizhi made another move called "Lai Yi Ying Bing". This move seemed like the tip of the sword was advancing but not advancing, and there were seven hidden moves behind it. The people watching below were astonished and thought: "This move of ours is extremely powerful. I don't expect Senior Brother Li to use it so delicately."
But there are also a few people who secretly think: "This is an exquisite move. How can Senior Brother Pei defeat it? Is it still the same flying swallow piercing the willow?"
Seeing that Pei Ziyun smiled slightly and still stabbed, many people below found it funny, and suddenly their smiles stiffened. Seeing that although the sword had some changes, it was still a flying swallow piercing a willow, but the angle was so wonderful, and suddenly this "Lai Yi" The seven changes of "Welcoming Guests" were all useless, and there was only a "pop" sound, and the two wooden swords intersected.
Zhao Ning looked at it and couldn't help but break out in cold sweat: "Is this a trick of using stillness to stop and using clumsiness to control cleverness? It seems that Pei Ziyun used so many tricks, but he was actually trying to save face. If my prediction is not bad, the following is Fight back.”
Guo Li Zizhi shouted and saw a sword as fast as a sword. He went up to kill him. Pei Ziyun swung his sword and thrust out, and a wooden sword flew out. Pei Ziyun took a step back and saluted: "Senior brother, please give in."
"Junior Brother Pei is really good at swordsmanship. Senior brother is not as good as him." Li Zizhi was stunned for a long time, sighed, turned around and jumped off the high platform.
"Junior Brother Pei is a master, otherwise he wouldn't have made such a great contribution to our sect." A Taoist who was watching in the audience said, and someone responded: "That's right, look at the competition just now, it was clean and neat, Senior Brother Li is known for his swordsmanship It’s unbelievable that such a talented person from the Songyun Sect lost like this.”
Everyone in the Songyun Sect watched and commented, gradually turning from surprise to admiration. However, a few of them felt a sense of fear deep in their hearts: "This man's sword skills are so wonderful, how can we compete with him in the future?"
The leader stood beside the elders, then smiled slightly and sighed: "The swordsmanship is exquisite, Junior Sister Yu has taken on a good disciple."
"Congratulations to Junior Sister Yu. I think this boy will be among the top three in this sword competition." A man said, stroking his beard. Zhao Ning listened with a smile on his face. It would have been great if he had accepted this boy as his disciple. , but when I checked that my spiritual wisdom was thin, I gave up. I didn’t expect to have this achievement, and I must have been wrong.
In the second round of competition, there were much fewer people, and the time on stage was much shorter. Half an hour later, Pei Ziyun came on the stage with a sword. The elder said: "The third sword show begins."
"Please, please!"
As soon as this man came on stage, he let out a "chi" and stabbed Pei Ziyun in the chest with his sword. Pei Ziyun drew his sword to block it, and this man shouted and stabbed six times in a row. His swordsmanship was vicious. Although it was a competition, it was a bit like a battlefield fight, a lot. When people saw this, they frowned.
"This person must be Yue Ning. In terms of swordsmanship and Taoism, he is no different than Li Zizhi, but Song Zhi's people are coming to save me and destroy my prestige."
Pei Ziyun smiled slightly and resisted casually, but not only did he not defeat him immediately, but on the contrary, he even attracted his attacks. He could only hear the sound of wind from the high platform. The man's attacks became more and more fierce and cruel, almost a life and death fight.
The expressions of the elders on the field became more and more unhappy, and they were all worried. Suddenly, Pei Ziyun's sword flashed, and with a scoff, Yue Ning's wooden sword fell out of his hands. Pei Ziyun took a step back and saluted: "Senior brother, please give in."
This man was so brave that when Pei Ziyun retreated, he flew towards him, causing some of the Taoists below to be in an uproar and some to be silent. This was obviously shameless.
Pei Ziyun's wooden sword flashed, and with a "chi" sound, he was immediately hit on the right shoulder. The man screamed, and blood was already visible.
The elder quickly shouted to stop, and a man stepped forward to check. His face looked a little unhappy, and he yelled: "Why are you so harsh?"
Pei Ziyun was scolded but was not upset and said: "Uncle, I thought the game was over and I was unprepared for a moment, so I shot a little harder. Please forgive me, uncle."
He sneered in his heart. This sword didn't seem to be very heavy, but the sword energy had broken a key muscle. This man would never be able to compete with swordsmanship again.
If you risk your life for my master, I will destroy you for the rest of your life. Pei Ziyun bowed and retreated.
Now comes the final battle, but it is the top three. Yu Yunjun stepped forward and said: "It's okay, try your best to win the first place in the competition for me."
"Yes, Master." Pei Ziyun saluted.
Seeing Pei Ziyun defeating his opponent cleanly, the expressions of the leader and several elders changed slightly. With such pure swordsmanship, it is not an exaggeration to be afraid of being the best swordsman in the Song Sect. This is the foundation of protecting the way, and they all have thoughts at the moment. .
Later, the top three arrived, and the three Taoists came to the stage to draw lots.
Pei Ziyun reached into the lottery box and took it out. When his opponent drew, he smiled bitterly and said, "I abstain!"
This man had watched Pei Ziyun's sword skills and knew that he was not his opponent and gave up immediately.
"Zhao Yi"
"Pei Ziyun"
The two competed for the first place in the Songyun Sect Kendo Competition. When they got on the stage, they saluted and slowly drew out their wooden swords. A kind of tension permeated the venue. The onlookers looked at the stage in silence, not daring to vent their anger loudly.
Suddenly, the two of them moved, and Zhao Yi said: "Junior Brother Pei, don't hold back on me."
As he spoke, the sword came out and stabbed straight away. Pei Ziyun saw that the sword was sharp and urgent, just one stroke. Zhao Yi stabbed again, each sword was hard and accurate, and Pei Ziyun couldn't help but retreat.
"Elder Han, Zhao Yi's swordsmanship is even better than before." Yu Yunjun smiled.
"Elder Yu, this disciple of yours has grasped the secret of the Songyun Sect's swordsmanship. It's just a single move. It's really terrifying, and the future is limitless." Elder Han said, stroking his beard.
Cultivation of Taoism takes the pursuit of the Tao as one's own responsibility, and all progress must be strived for, but victory or defeat is only something external to oneself.
Pei Ziyun kept retreating, but when he waved his hand, he heard only a chi chi sound, and Zhao Yi had been hit by three swords in a row.
"Shoulder, chest, heart!" Zhao Yi took a step back, his heart clear. The first sword of these three swords made him cut off his arm, the second sword broke his belly and opened his chest, and the third sword killed him instantly. He couldn't help but turn pale, and felt that all his thoughts were gone. For a long time, Then he bowed deeply and said, "Thank you so much, Junior Brother Pei, for your guidance."
"Don't dare!" Pei Ziyun bowed: "Senior Brother Zhao, I accept."
In fact, this person did have the best swordsmanship, and he couldn't hold back, so he acted so decisively.
"In the swordsmanship competition, Pei Ziyun won cleanly." Everyone saw clearly that Pei Ziyun's swordsmanship had reached a certain extreme. They thought it was just a matter of proficiency, but they didn't want to reach the peak because it was just a matter of heat. They all changed their colors.
This kind of genius fell into our sect. The leader and the elders all had mixed expressions for a moment, with inexplicable emotions. They were stunned. The leader stood up and announced: "In this sword test, Pei Ziyun ranks first in swordsmanship and wins!"
Then he stepped forward and encouraged: "You have opened the gate of heaven, and you can enter the house immediately!"
The rewards for this competition were handed out. After the rewards were handed out, the elders all looked at each other, a little surprised. Although the rules of the sect are that one must open the Heavenly Gate to become a direct disciple, there are always exceptions. This kind of achievement is a great achievement. Genius, why don't you declare Pei Ziyun to be your direct disciple
Moreover, in this early competition, the elders had agreed to provide a reason for Pei Ziyun to be promoted out of the ordinary - he was first in the sword competition and had made great achievements, and became the direct disciple. Why did he change his mind now
Yu Yunjun's face was clearly filled with anger and he snorted coldly.
Except for two or three elders who were friends with the leader and didn't say anything, the rest of them looked a bit off. Seeing this, the leader smiled bitterly.
(End of chapter)