The face of a master who practiced at this moment became extremely ugly. He is the master of Donghao Sword Sect who brought Gong Muyu to participate in the Minshan Sword Association.
It's just that his ugly face at this time was not because of Lin Suixin's random arrangement, but because of Gong Muyu's reaction at this time.
Although Ding Ning had shown extremely strong fighting power before this, especially the use of sword moves and timing control was shocking, but Gong Muyu's cultivation base of true energy was slightly higher than Ding Ning's, in his eyes It's not that there is no possibility of a fight here, and it is impossible to panic when you hear that your opponent is Ding Ning.
What's more, there were only forty-five students who had passed the Thorn Sea level. Now that Lin Suixin said he had a bye in the first round, as long as he can beat Ding Ning, Gong Muyu can already enter the final top twelve.
As long as he can be among the top ten at the end, he will be allowed to study in the Minshan Sword Sect. In the view of this slender Donghao Sword Sect master, Gong Muyu has already obtained an unprecedented opportunity. As long as he can grasp this opportunity, It can even change the fate of his life, but Gong Muyu's performance really disappointed him, and he was cold-hearted before fighting. Such a practitioner is absolutely impossible to become a truly powerful swordsman, and will only become a road to fame for others. stepping stones on.
"Did you see clearly?"
In the unspeakable silence, Dugu Bai walked up to Ding Ning and the others, looked at Ding Ning who was about to appear, nodded, and asked.
Ding Ning also nodded calmly and said, "I see clearly."
Listening to such a simple conversation between the two, Zhang Yi's body was shocked unconsciously, and she said in shock: "Brother Dugu, so you just made that sword..."
Dugu Bai glanced at Zhang Yi, and smiled slightly, as a tacit consent.
"sharp."
Xu Lianhua frowned, unwilling to admit it, but spit out two words as if she had to admit it.
Xia Wan, Xie Rou and the others couldn't help but take a deep breath, feeling admiration again.
They all fully realized at this time that Dugu Bai's sword just now was not only to show his prestige and express his attitude, but also to force everyone at the other end of the shed to resist with swords.
Unprepared hastily unleashing the sword can expose more things, Dugu Bai has achieved this, but Ding Ning has long been aware of this, and saw what he needs from it.
Dugu Bai and Ding Ning are undoubtedly two terrifying people.
Fortunately and joyfully for them, both men are in their own camp.
…
Ding Ning started to move.
All eyes were on the silent boy from the wine shop again.
The vague smile on the corner of Lin Suixin's mouth disappeared long ago, and he regained his expressionless expression. However, when Ding Ning walked into the field marked by the sword marks, he suddenly spoke again, and said slowly: "You guys The winner of one game will get a bye in the next round.”
"What!"
A cry of exclamation sounded like a tide.
The exclamation this time was even louder than the exclamation when Dugu Bai cast that violent sword before.
"How can you do this!"
One of the selected students couldn't help but screamed angrily.
The winner of this round of competition can already enter the top twelve, and if he has a bye, he will directly enter the top six, and he can already obtain the qualification to enter the Minshan Sword Sect to practice.
"Why can't this be done?"
Lin Suixin turned her head away, still without any expression on her face, but there was a playful look in her eyes: "After the second round, not only they will have their byes, but many people will have their byes."
After a pause, he seemed to see the thoughts of many people at this time, and said with a slight mockery: "Do you think I will let you decide the top six first, and then those who lose will arrange a competition to decide the fourth place? I Where there is so much free time to watch the loser's match, it is natural to arrange directly during the competition and make up the final ten winners."
Hearing the word "ga" in his words, many students were even more angry, but none of them dared to ask again.
Because no one can change Lin Suixin's randomness, Lin Suixin will draw who the next few byes are, and Lin Suixin can let whoever he wants to fight one more game at will.
"If you don't even have the guts to express your anger, how can you be called a disciple of my Minshan Sword Sect?"
Seeing these candidates blushing with anger but not daring to speak out, Lin Suixin shook his head expressionlessly, and at the same time said this sentence coldly in his heart, then turned his head and looked at Ding Ning and Gong Muyu Said: "You can start."
Hearing Lin Suixin's words, Gong Muyu's face became sickly bright red. Although he was a little afraid of Ding Ning's strength, Lin Suixin's words gave him a great stimulus. As long as he wins this round, he just has to fight this round during the entire sword test, and he can directly obtain the entry into Min Qualifications for Mountain Sword Sect practice!
Compared to the excitement and excitement in Gong Muyu's heart, Ding Ning was still absolutely calm.
All he wants is the first place, and it doesn't make much difference for him to enter the top ten early and enter the top ten later.
Since Lin Suixin wanted to make this sword test more interesting, he made it more interesting.
"please."
So without any extra movement, he raised the Mohua residual sword, crossed it across his chest, and watched Gong Muyu calmly say this word.
Gong Muyu hesitated for a moment, then as if going all out, let out a sharp roar, and drew out his sword.
The true energy in his body poured into the golden scabbard along his left hand, and before his right hand touched the hilt, the whole sword jumped out of the scabbard.
The scabbard of his sword is a dazzling golden yellow, the hilt is also golden yellow, and the blade jumping out of the scabbard is also dazzling golden yellow.
The body of the sword exuding dazzling golden brilliance is covered with python patterns. This sword is the golden python sword, the suzerain sword of the Golden Python Palace in Handi in the past.
This sword is bigger than ordinary swords, and it is a domineering way. After a little hesitation at the beginning, Gong Muyu was also inspired to fight to the death in the face of the huge temptation to enter the top ten directly. Bravely, when his right hand held the hilt of the sword, the real energy in his body instantly shifted direction, pouring from the meridian on the left side of his body to the meridian on the right side, and there was a dull roar in his body, and he The sword in his hand burst out with golden light, and it directly turned into a newborn Haori in his hand.
This is one of the most powerful secret sword styles in the Donghao Sword Sutra, "Hao Ri Dong Sheng".
Seeing the bright sun rising in Gong Muyu's hands, the master of the Donghao Sword Sect's face turned pale. At least the sword's sword intent was full, and there was nothing to be picky about, and in his eyes , it is also a good choice to use this sword at this time.
Attack is the best defense, and although the power of this sword is powerful, the sword intent is only rising slowly, and the power is not exhausted, leaving a little room at any time.
However, in the next moment, the eyes of the master of Donghao Sword Sect and the masters of many other training places were completely filled with astonishment.
Because at this time Ding Ning had already drawn his sword.
As the broken sword in his hand swung forward, a fine sword light ignited upwards like wildfire.
Even Zhang Yi's eyes widened in shock, not understanding what his "little junior brother" was doing now.
What Ding Ning displayed at this time turned out to be a style "Wildfire Liaoyuan" in the Wildfire Sword Sutra.
This style is naturally a sword style with dense sword power and strong defensive ability. However, everyone can clearly perceive it at this time. Ding Ning's true essence power is slightly weaker than that of Gong Muyu. Such an ordinary sword style seems impossible. It can block Gong Muyu's sword.
When there was a clear sound of impact.
The sun-like brilliance of the sword and the dense wildfire reflect each other, and the two swords have officially clashed.
Gong Muyu's eyes were instantly filled with incomprehensible expressions.
The impact along the sword body to the hilt reminded him very clearly of the power gap between the two swords. It was impossible for Ding Ning to stop the advance of his sword. However, since he couldn't stop it, why did Ding Ning choose such a weapon? Sword style response
Could it be just a mistake in judgment, could it be that Ding Ning's ability was only deified because of his previous performance, in fact, he didn't have such a powerful ability at all
Gong Muyu couldn't understand at all.
It's just that Ding Ning can't change any sword style in time, every tiny flesh and blood fiber in his body is trembling, wanting him to stab this sword into Ding Ning's chest.
His breathing stopped completely, more light ignited on the sword in his hand, and he struggled forward.
In the small space, there were several sharp and crisp metal impacts.
The broken sword in Ding Ning's hand couldn't resist the force from the golden python sword, and was swung to the side. The strong impact even made his body a little unstable, and he took two steps back.
Gong Muyu's sword intent was already vivid, and the tip of the sword pierced through the phantom of the dangling sword in Ding Ning's hand, and was about to pierce into Ding Ning's chest.
However, at this moment, a feeling of disbelief and absurdity surged in everyone's heart.
Because at this moment, the crimson long worm that had been curled up behind Ding Ning was picked up by Ding Ning with his toes while he was backing up.
Then Ding Ning's left hand landed on its neck, as if holding a sword upside down, grabbed its head, and directly faced Gong Muyu's sword.
This mysterious frost worm never expected such a thing to happen. Feeling the oncoming sharp sword intent, it trembled in fear, almost subconsciously, desperately spraying the power accumulated in its body from its mouth come out.
Gong Muyu's breathing stopped completely, and his body became stiff.
There was a "poof".
He saw a biting cold current spew out from the mouth of the crimson worm, rushing on his sword.
The power of this cold current was not too strong for him originally, but most of the power of his sword has been eliminated by Ding Ning's sword style. At this time, the sword's intent is reaching its end, and it is impossible to regenerate power.
So he couldn't stop it.
He was horrified to see his sword being thrown upwards.
A force he couldn't resist followed, causing his arm holding the sword to rise upwards.
"Kah..."
There was a slight icy sound in the air.
The cold current that smashed his sword condensed into a crystal icicle in the air.
Ding Ning calmly grabbed the crimson worm and continued to stretch it forward.
This crystal icy edge pierced Gong Muyu's chest.
Hot blood spurted out along the edge of the ice edge.
Everyone was stunned.
Even Lin Suixin was startled, he never expected such a scene to appear.