The test of sword energy was like a huge wave washing away the sand. Most of the tens of thousands of young swordsmen who gathered from all over the Nine Kingdoms and Seven Seas were eliminated at once, leaving only 9,200 people who survived and were able to continue their competition. the road.
Among these 9,200 people, many are faces that are well-known to the world, such as those young geniuses who are already well-known from major sects and forces. There are also some who are unknown and completely unknown. People know their origins and identities, as if they appear out of nowhere.
Jian Kui Ping is an opportunity for swordsmen from all over the world to show themselves. Whether you were a swordsman genius that attracted much attention in the past, or an ordinary person who was not noticed, you can show your true self here.
"Adjust your breath for half an hour, and then the nine thousand two hundred of you will fight here until there are only five hundred people left." The master of Fengjian Pavilion said.
As soon as these words came out, not only the young swordsmen on the sword-asking platform changed their expressions, but also the people from various forces on the surrounding peaks were stunned.
"Shouldn't it be a matter of drawing numbers and fighting each other? Why do so many people have to fight together?"
"Isn't this too cruel? And it's easy for several people to attack one person."
"This move is somewhat unfair."
Many people have spoken out and said that it is inappropriate for these young swordsmen to fight together. After all, in this situation, those young swordsmen are likely to realize that someone is too strong, so they join forces as a group. If you deal with one person together and let the stronger person be eliminated first, you will lose fairness.
"Hmph, what's fair and unfair? If you blindly pursue fairness, why are you practicing martial arts? Just go home and farm. There will be no fairness among warriors."
"It's really ridiculous. If you don't even have the courage to be invincible against your peers, why are you competing for the title of swordsman?"
"I think this move is very good. A true genius can remain invincible even if he is against many of his peers. If he is attacked by the crowd, he will be defeated. He is not a true genius."
Some people questioned it, some agreed with it, and some people just stood aside and did not express any opinions or views.
"In this case, although it is possible that some outstanding people will be eliminated prematurely, it can also clearly see who is the real powerful character among these people." Fang Lin said, nodding slightly, obviously also feeling that Feng Jiange is like this The slightly cruel rules are interesting.
"With Cao Xuesheng's strength, even if he is attacked by a group, he will not be defeated." Dugu Nian said, expressing great confidence in Cao Xuesheng.
"That's natural. Although this boy is young in cultivation, his talent is really great. Even if his cultivation level is put aside, it is unlikely that there is anyone who can match him among his peers." Nangong Shoujian said with a smile.
However, these words made Juechen on the side a little dissatisfied. He snorted coldly and glanced at Nangong Shoujian.
Nangong Shoujian glared back at Juechen and said, "Why are you humiliating? You are more than a hundred years older than Cao Xuesheng, so you are not even a generation old."
These words left Juechen speechless for a moment.
"Juechen, if you were allowed to go up there, you would probably kill all these swordsman geniuses by yourself." Fang Lin joked.
Hearing this, Juechen nodded in agreement and looked at the so-called sword geniuses on the sword-asking stage with disdain in his eyes.
This was not because Fang Lin was complimenting Juechen, but if Juechen were of the same generation as these swordsman geniuses, no one would be Juechen's opponent.
Fang Lin had a deep understanding of this when he was not strong enough in the past. He and several descendants of the temple besieged Juechen, but Juechen beat them all to pieces. Fang Lin had eaten a lot at that time. suffering.
And a hundred years ago, Juechen was even more invincible against the younger generation of the Nine Kingdoms. Which of the so-called princes from the Three Kingdoms was Juechen's opponent
If it hadn't been for the Sword Chief Review, an occasion where swordsmen from all over the world competed for prowess, Juechen would probably have lost his temper and wanted to participate.
"Although Cao Xuesheng has basically locked up a spot in the top ten of the Tianjiao Sword Leader List, there are still a few of these people worthy of attention." Silver Fox said softly.
"Well, you really need to pay close attention. If Cao Xuesheng is too careless and underestimates the enemy, he may still capsize in the ditch." Fang Lin said.
Half an hour later, the nine thousand two hundred young swordsmen finished adjusting their breaths one after another, and a solemn and tense atmosphere filled the air.
At this moment, they all looked at others with hostility in their eyes. After all, there would be a melee, and nearly half of the people would have to be eliminated before the melee would stop.
Only by becoming one of the five hundred people who survived could they possibly go further.
"Now, you can start." The Master of Fengjian Pavilion stepped on an ancient iron sword and said in an indifferent tone.
As soon as he finished speaking, the atmosphere on the sword-asking stage was on the verge of breaking out.
Some people retreated silently, wary of those around them, while others had sneers on their faces and scanned the crowd, as if they were picking a suitable target to attack.
Cao Xuesheng can be said to be the most special one among these people, because basically no one has any thoughts about him. They all stay away from Cao Xuesheng. They all seem to know that this masked messenger from the Tiantian Temple is not easy to mess with.
Cao Xuesheng didn't take the initiative to cause trouble. He just stood there and looked at the others with interest, as if he had no intention of taking action.
After a moment of calm, someone finally couldn't help it anymore.
The sword energy surged, and the sword light suddenly appeared. Some people took action and others fought back.
The sword-asking platform was like a pot of oil that suddenly boiled and exploded.
The various forces on the surrounding peaks were paying attention to the melee on the Sword Asking Stage, especially the elders of the young swordsmen's sects, who were even more worried.
In the melee, a thin young man was as nimble as a rabbit, shuttling between other people, but no one could touch him. On the contrary, several people were successfully attacked by him in succession.
In another battle situation, dozens of swordsmen besieged one person, but that person stood with his sword in hand, showing no sign of defeat. His sword moves were as dense as rain, which put the dozen swordsmen into a panic several times.
"A bunch of losers, do you think they want to defeat me because there are more people?" The man holding a long sword said with a sneer.
The most peculiar battle situation was that of a girl standing tall and graceful. She did not have a sharp sword in her hand, but she was holding a piece of wicker. In an understatement, she had already knocked seven or eight swordsmen to the ground.
"It's really boring." The girl yawned, and suddenly looked at Cao Xuesheng, who was standing not far away and no one was surrounding him.
ps: The first update is here, continue coding.