To the new challengers
Keep the myth in mind.
Background: The death of Xiao Rumo, the first swordsman in the Central Plains, and the court's conspiracy to encircle and kill all the sects were exposed, which caused turmoil in the martial arts world for a while, and everyone was in danger. Although the two sides did not make any unusual moves, hidden under the calm surface was the impending waves. At this delicate moment, an overseas master craftsman and three of his disciples crossed the sea to the Central Plains and built a sword pavilion on the top of Tianjue Peak. The sword pavilion was divided into nine floors, and a magic sword was hung on the top. It was called the Sword Test in the Central Plains, and invited swordsmen from all over the world to come. A storm was stirred up, and the martial arts world was rumored that whoever could pick up the magic sword on the top of Tianjue Peak would be the new first swordsman in the Central Plains.
Conditions for leaving: Participate in the Sword Trial Conference
Brave Challenge: Defeat the Three Swords
Hero Trial: Survive
Time limit: ten days
Type: Multiplayer
Tips: The flowers blossom with twins and the sword is like a lotus, the divine sword is forged to save the world, the jade face is pink and the golden steps are drunk, the red flowers are white and the lotus leaves are green
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The top of the sky.
In the Central Plains where there are many wonders and strange sights, this mountain that reaches into the sky can also be called a legendary place. One of the reasons is its special climate. There is heavy snow on the top of Tianjue Mountain all year round. The foot of the mountain is still relatively good, but the mountainside is covered with snow. Ordinary people dare not approach it, and even martial artists find it difficult to go deep into it.
The second is a person.
Xiao Rumo, the sword master of Jianghu.
As the longest-lived warrior in the entire martial arts world and also the former number one swordsman in the martial arts world, Xiao Rumo's legendary story has long been compiled into a book by storytellers. They would tell the story whenever they had nothing to do. If the audience got tired of it one day, they would delete and modify some of the story and tell it again in a different way.
However, Tianjuedian stands out among these stories.
Because no listener will get tired of listening.
"The top of Tianjue Mountain is known as the Sword of the Central Plains. The hilt of the sword rises from the earth, and the tip of the sword points straight to the sky. The white snow is the sword light, and the cold wind is the sword energy. Anyone who can climb to the middle of the mountain is a master of the world, and anyone who can get close to the top of the mountain is a strong master among masters. But so far."
"The only one who truly stands at the highest point of Tianjue Peak and looks down upon everyone is Jianghu Sword Master Xiao Rumo."
"More than ten years ago, Xiao Rumo tested the swordsmanship of the world. He defeated eleven masters in a row, swept through the swordsmen of the Central Plains, won the title of the world's number one swordsman, and established the dominant position of the Xiaoyao Sect. After the sword test, Sword Master Xiao left his sword intent on the top of Tianjue Peak, waiting for the challenge of later generations. His sword intent merged with all things in nature at the top of Tianjue Peak, and it was indestructible. It has never dissipated until now."
"Over the past decade, many swordsmen who were defeated by Xiao Rumo wanted to avenge their defeat, so they came here to fight with him through the air with the help of his sword. Unfortunately, all of these swordsmen left in dismay, which made the reputation of the Central Plains' No. 1 Swordsman grow bigger and bigger."
In the past, storytelling would have stopped at this point, but now there is an extra paragraph.
"The Tomb of the First Emperor was actually a scam by the imperial court. Master Xiao Jian sacrificed himself to save the various clans, but was then surrounded and killed by the evil imperial court lackeys. This is really infuriating!"
"The most hateful thing is!"
"As soon as Sword Master Xiao passed away, all kinds of monsters and demons jumped out!"
Bang! A gavel rang.
At the foot of Tianjue Peak, in a three-story teahouse in Jueyun Town, a young man dressed in a white robe and holding a folding fan, dressed as a scholar, said with great emotion: "The worst of them is a small overseas soldier, whose name is unknown, but he has three disciples, known as the Three Absolute Swords. They actually set up a sword pavilion on Tianjue Peak, claiming that they want to recreate what the former Sword Master Xiao did and test the world with swords. They are really overestimating their own abilities!"
"After the news came, swordsmen all over the world were mobilized, and many followed suit, wanting to teach those overseas barbarians a severe lesson!"
As soon as the scholar finished speaking, an audience member shouted:
"But aren't they afraid?"
"What are you afraid of?"
"I'm afraid of the imperial court! Last time so many people gathered, it was a conspiracy of the imperial court. Will it be the same this time?"
The audience's doubts were very reasonable, but the scholar laughed after listening to them: "Hahaha! My dear reader, you are wrong."
"In the past, the Mausoleum of the First Emperor was a despicable plot by the imperial court, which trapped a group of knights in the mausoleum. Moreover, the various sects were not well prepared and did not have enough masters to lead the team, which led to the fall of the imperial court. How could the same thing happen a second time?"
"Nothing else."
"Although the overseas scoundrels this time overestimated their own abilities, they were able to enter the top of the Tianjue Peak and even claimed to have established a sword pavilion. They must have some cultivation. I think they must be masters. In this case, those who have the courage to come here are naturally masters. With such a lineup, how can the imperial court compare with them if the army does not come?"
As soon as the words fell, many audience members nodded: "That's true."
"snort!"
At this moment, a sneer suddenly came from the audience, and the sound echoed throughout the teahouse. No one knew where it came from: "Speaking of courage, young man, you are also very courageous."
"Oh?"
The scholar waved his folding fan and smiled elegantly, "I am brave enough to tell stories to you all here. I wonder who is the troublemaker?"
"You evil demon, you are so pretentious, are you worthy of knowing my name?"
"Poet Swordsman, your name has long been on the Demon Slayer List. You knew this, but you still dared to come here. It seems that you don't take people like me, the righteous people, seriously."
"... .hehe."
The scholar did not respond, but just chuckled. The audience naturally heard something was wrong, and a few of them smartly distanced themselves from them.
... .in an instant!
Cry!
The sword energy was surging, and the turbid waves were clearing. The mechanism of the folding fan in the scholar's hand turned, and a three-inch sword edge burst out. He actually used the fan instead of a sword, and slashed out a sky full of sword light. In the crowd, a young child who was originally holding a candied haws suddenly jumped up, waved the candied haws in his hand, and also swung out a sword energy!
The sword energies collided.
The child's bones exploded all over his body, and then his body quickly grew larger, turning into a short middle-aged man with a sinister face. He stepped back a few steps in embarrassment amid the surging sword energy, and looked at the scholar with a bit of surprise: "How is this possible! How did you see through my bone-shrinking technique?"
"I still wonder who it is."
The scholar's expression remained unchanged, he just shook his head: "So you are just a nobody from the Lion and Tiger Sect, you are not even a Grandmaster yet you dare to challenge me, you are the one who is really courageous."
“Grandmaster…!?”
The short middle-aged man was slightly stunned, and then he finally showed a bit of shock: "You broke through!?"
"Die."
The scholar had no intention of explaining. He waved the folding fan in his hand again, and the sword energy turned into a strong wind, which turned into a tornado and directly wrapped the short middle-aged man in it. After a series of shrill screams, the colorless tornado sword energy turned into a blood red, and then rushed out of the teahouse.
Boom! With a loud bang, the tornado exploded, and a torrential blood rain roared down and fell at the door of the teahouse.
After doing all this, the scholar closed his folding fan and retracted the three-inch sword. In the blink of an eye, he turned back into the dusty storyteller.
only... ...
"A good storytelling session was disrupted for no reason."
"I'm afraid I won't be able to say it a second time in the near future."
"unlucky."
"It's really unlucky."
After sighing several times, the scholar known as the Poet Swordsman strode out of the teahouse, looking relaxed and without any sign of worrying about the Lion and Tiger Sect seeking revenge later.
And the other side.
"I see, this is the opening scene."
"Brother Leng, I never thought you would take the initiative to invite me to play with you."
"ah."
Three voices, carrying three emotions, namely, thought, joy, and confusion, rang out among the audience in the teahouse, followed by the system prompt sound.
Current number of players: 3/3
Players have no faction distinction in their initial state
Players participating in the game: Fireworks are easy to cool, Ful Watson, Victory Formula