At another place on the viewing platform, Gu Xichun's eyes suddenly flashed a gleam of joy.
His eyes also stayed on Ding Ning.
Although the bet outside the mountain gate of the Qingteng Sword Academy did not come true because of Xie Rou, many of his words have already been spoken. Ding Ning's Qi training in January, coupled with Xie Rou's public swearing, the stories that happened in the past few days must be It will be widely circulated in Changling.
The better Ding Ning's performance is, the more miserable his performance in this story will be.
An unbearable reputation will bring countless unfavorable consequences to a practitioner who has not yet formally set foot on the stage of the dynasty.
So when he saw that this year's sword sacrifice trial was so difficult, and seeing that a trap finally appeared on Ding Ning's route, his heart was filled with joy.
In his opinion, it is absolutely impossible for Ding Ning to pass this level.
Ding Ning would definitely be eliminated at the entrance of the Sword Sacrifice Canyon.
Li Daoji's face was normal at this time, watching the change in the vine wall beside Ding Ning, he said softly in his heart: "You are so confident, it is impossible for me to see you being hanged in this first level." It looks ugly."
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Ding Ning sensed the movement in the vine wall around him earlier than anyone else.
His thought power can cover only a few feet around the body, and compared with the thought power of practitioners above the fifth realm of divine thought, it is so weak that it is pitifully weak, like some tiny strands floating in the wind , but compared to practitioners of a similar level, his thoughts are more detailed.
Zhao Qing, who was not far away from him, only sensed those vines a few feet behind him, and he had already awakened when these vines just started to change, and he even sensed at the same time that deep in the vine wall, There is a stronger vitality that is constantly pouring into a completely different vine.
With his true strength, he can use his sword to cut off the vine that has not yet fully charged at this time, but he is very clear that if he does this, it will definitely arouse the suspicion of those watching the ceremony and bring countless troubles .
So at this moment, he just went through the many sword styles of the Wildfire Sword Classic in his mind again, and then stretched out his hand to hold the hilt of Mohua Canjian.
At this time, the three green vines were just a few feet away from his side.
This is a very reasonable distance.
So he drew the sword.
The broken sword like a flat ruler cut out like lightning, because he had already reached the second level, so many small and straight cracks on the sword were suddenly filled with true energy, and at the same time, there were many subtle whispers, which were usually hidden in the sword. The runes, which are invisible to the naked eye in the dark green brilliance, also light up naturally.
The pure white light stars flowed in the runes and floated upwards.
The dark green sword body seemed to bloom with many white jasmine flowers.
Ding Ning's eyes suddenly burst into some sad emotions.
He didn't take a step back, and drew out his sword, as if his end was already behind him.
A sword shadow was formed beside him.
All three green vines were broken.
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Xie Changsheng seemed to see some kind of monster, his mouth suddenly opened to the extreme, revealing a deep throat.
Xie Rou's eyes were quickly filled with surprise.
An unbelievable sound of inhalation sounded from the viewing platform.
The smile that just appeared on the corner of Gu Xichun's mouth froze on his face, it was indescribably ugly.
At this moment, the vine wall beside Ding Ning trembled violently.
Dozens of shattered vine leaves sprayed out first, and then, a thick vine that even shone like a metallic luster pierced Ding Ning's chest like a sharp sword.
The strong power of this thick vine even brought out a wave of wind visible to the naked eye.
However, Ding Ning did not retreat but advanced.
His rear is indeed the end.
Because at this moment, several thin vines had sprung out from the fallen leaves behind him.
It was only because of his instantaneous advance that he opened the distance from these few thin vines.
The broken sword in his hand once again wove a dense sword shadow.
As he walked forward, pieces of rattan bark flew up continuously, flying around his body like shavings planed by a carpenter.
However, the thick vine whose strength was obviously higher than his was still unable to entangle him.
At the same time as another sound of sucking air was heard, the thick vine suddenly split and split into several strands of white silk, which spread softly in front of him.
Ding Ning calmly turned around and swung his sword.
Several thin vines sprang up from the ground were cut off by his sword.
With no more vines around him, he put away his sword and moved on.
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In an inconspicuous corner of the viewing platform, Xue Wangxu tore off several white beards again.
He had heard from Li Daoji that Ding Ning had a deep understanding of the wildfire sword scriptures, and that he had already acquired the charm of using a sword. Before this sword trial, he did not ask Ding Ning to use a sword in front of him, after all, at his age , Many times it seems to be entertaining myself, and it is more interesting to retain a sense of expectation for many things.
However, he never expected that Ding Ning had mastered the Wildfire Sword Sutra to such an extent!
Li Daoji's face remained unchanged, but his eyes were full of pride. He thought to himself, with these few swords, which of the students present at these places of practice can master it in such a short period of time? To such a state
As the thick vine was cut into strands of white silk by Ding Ning and split, Gu Xichun's face turned from pale to blood red, as if he had been slapped twice in the face.
He was much stronger than the students from other schools on the viewing platform at the moment, so he knew better what happened in that short counting time.
Ding Ning cut off the three green vines with several sword moves such as chopping, dragging, and counter-picking, and then planed off the thick green vine with several more subtle sword methods such as wrapping, leading, and knocking. The hard skin of the vine made it impossible for the thick vine to wrap around his body.
In the end, the splitting from the tip of the vine, and even the horizontal and vertical cuts without fancy tricks, all depend on precision.
Even when his strength was not even as strong as that thick vine, the combination of his blows that broke the vines so easily was all due to the excellent use of this complicated sword style.
But how is this possible!
Ordinary practitioners may not be able to achieve this level even if they spend a year practicing this sword scripture.
How could it be possible to master this level in just one month!
"This is impossible!"
Many unbelievable voices sounded, as if calling out his heart at this moment.
Xie Changsheng was also one of those who exclaimed.
"It is impossible."
The porcelain-like brilliance on Xie Rou's face became more and more intense, she glanced at Xie Changsheng, and said seriously: "Unless he is really a genius like some people in Minshan Sword Sect and Lingxu Sword Sect, monster."
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Ding Ning has already walked dozens of steps forward.
After getting away from the distance closest to the entrance, the number of traps seemed to be less, and most of the students who were about the same depth as him were not immediately attacked by vines again.
However, the shock still spread on the viewing platform.
Among the dozens of people who are qualified to become true disciples of Minshan Sword Sect and Lingxu Sword Sect every year, there are all kinds of geniuses. Even if some people have never touched a sword, when they touched it for the first time, those swords In their hands it is as flexible as their arms and fingers.
It's just that those people are too far away from academy students like them.
Because those geniuses are simply legends.
The dozens of young people selected from the entire Great Qin Dynasty and countless young people from many vassal countries and places outside the territory were separated from them by countless distances.
These people can use all the resources that Minshan Sword Sect and Lingxu Sword Sect can provide to cultivate, and they can freely enter many forbidden areas of Minshan Sword Sect and Lingxu Sword Sect.
And the students of these sects must first win some competitions in their sect before they can represent their sect to participate in the sword meeting of Minshan Sword Sect or Lingxu Sword Sect.
Even if they can go through countless rounds of elimination and finally become one of the few winners of the Sword Club, they can only rely on the grace to gain a short chance to enter the Minshan Sword Sect and Lingxu Sword Sect to practice.
If you want to go further, or enter some forbidden areas of Minshan Sword Sect and Lingxu Sword Sect, you still need to participate in the competition between Minshan Sword Sect and Lingxu Sword Sect.
To be able to overcome these countless distances is only to be close to those true true disciples... So how can these students who are watching the ceremony believe that Ding Ning can have the same talent as those true disciples
Gu Xichun couldn't believe it, so he naturally found a reason that he thought he could bear.
It must be that Li Daoji or Xue Wangxu spent a lot of time on him. After all, the wildfire sword scriptures are just complicated sword styles, not like some particularly mysterious sword scriptures. Tao is difficult to comprehend.
Ding Ning was still moving forward calmly.
Instead, many people's eyes on the viewing platform fell on Xie Rou and Gu Xichun.
Although they couldn't believe it, they couldn't help but think in their hearts that if Ding Ning really had such a terrifying talent, Xie Rou's vow would be to establish a unique connection between himself and Ding Ning. At the same time, at the gate of the mountain, Gu Xichun who doesn't take Ding Ning seriously at all, and doesn't even feel that he and Ding Ning are on the same level, how should he deal with himself
Feeling the gazes of everyone around him, Gu Xichun's emotions were inexplicably uncontrollable, and he couldn't help but said in a neutral tone: "No matter how flexible a vine is, it can't compare to a practitioner's sword."
Xu Heshan frowned deeply.
Young people are naturally more angry.
He felt that it was justifiable for Gu Xichun to say those words at the gate of the mountain before Gu Xichun didn't know Ding Ning at all, and he had never seen Ding Ning with his own eyes. , Then it only took three months to break through to the second level of Qi Refining.
Among all the students present today, Gu Xichun should also be the strongest, and more than a little stronger.
But Xu Heshan thinks that since Ding Ning has really practiced Qi refining for one month, and he has already shown amazing sword skills, no matter what, Ding Ning has proved his ability enough.
"It's very boring for you to say that."
So he couldn't help but make a sound.
He looked at Gu Xichun, and said indifferently: "At least judging from everything Ding Ning has shown so far, he has already surpassed most of us here. If you look down on him, you look down on all of us. And , don't talk too much at any time, because if he faces the sword of the practitioner next, it is equally good, and you will be more likely to fail."
Xu Heshan's words were already very blunt, Gu Xichun's eyebrows could not help showing a bit of evil spirit besides the coldness.
His lips parted slightly, but he didn't speak for a moment.
Because at this moment, he and all the spectators saw that Ding Ning was getting closer to a student who was on his way, and they were about to meet.
Ding Ning is about to encounter the practitioner's sword.