"Come out, seventh-level warrior sword spirit!" As soon as the sword spirit finished speaking, Wang Dong looked at the newly unlocked sword spirit diagram and said loudly.
As his voice fell, a menacing faceless sword spirit rushed out of the light, raised his sword and attacked Wang Dong with a cold face.
"Boy, do you still want to surpass the third level in a row?" Seeing Wang Dong planning to challenge the fifth-level, sixth-level, and seventh-level martial arts sword spirits in turn, the sword spirit flattened his mouth and shook his head helplessly. The level 5 martial arts disciple Dao Ling has the strength of an eighth level martial arts disciple. Wang Dong, a fifth level martial arts disciple, wants to challenge him. It is tantamount to wishful thinking. This is absolute level suppression!
Wang Dong did not respond. When the sword spirit rushed forward, he held the long sword in front of him, concentrating on it, and his whole body soul power was running wildly, waiting for the moment of confrontation to come.
Bang!
The seventh-level sword spirit's sword directly hit Wang Dong's long sword. Wang Dong let out a muffled grunt and forcefully swallowed the sword of the sword spirit. His whole body was like a shell fired from the barrel of a cannon, and he was forcibly hit. It was blasted several feet away and fell heavily to the ground.
"Go back to the map!" When the seventh-level sword spirit was about to launch its second attack without stopping, Wang Dong had no time to get up from the ground and directly ordered it to return to the sword spirit chart.
"Pfft..." When he got up from the ground, Wang Dong couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood. The violent impact just now made him feel like his body was shaking. He raised his hand to wipe the corner of his mouth, then walked to the sword soul and spoke. Said: "I'm not arrogantly wanting to challenge the seventh-level sword spirit, I just want to see how powerful it is!"
"Then how do you feel?" Seeing Wang Dong's embarrassed look, Daohun's mouth twitched, and he felt speechless for his proactive behavior of seeking abuse.
"Not bad. At this point, I have a certain understanding of the realm of an eighth-level warrior." Wang Dong responded. After that, he looked at the sword spirit with his eyes and asked: "The sword of the seventh-level sword spirit just now was four times the sword, right?"
"That's right!" Sword Soul nodded: "The genuine Wanfa Guizong Quadruple Sword! It has unparalleled explosive power and strong beauty of violence... It is a knife born for killing!"
"Tsk... Your appetite has been whetted!" Wang Dong curled his lips when he heard this, with a look of yearning and longing in his eyes: "I'm going to the practice room to practice the "Gui Hai Jue"..."
After Wang Dong finished speaking, his figure disappeared into the sword domain space.
"In these days, you have advanced very quickly. As a fifth-level warrior, you have been able to successfully kill the sword spirit of a seventh-level warrior. You will not feel any pressure against a seventh-level cultivator." In the training room, Daohun said to Wang Dong, who was sitting cross-legged and running the "Guihai Jue".
"This is Xiao Wu's contribution!" Wang Dong responded softly, and Gu Zi closed his eyes: "I will continue to become stronger and trample under my feet all those who bully me!"
…
At the Guihai Sect martial arts field, all the Guihai Sect disciples gathered together. Their faces were full of doubts and confusion. They gathered together in twos and threes and discussed in low voices.
"What happened to mobilize troops and mobilize people like this?"
"I'm not sure. It's very rare for all the disciples to gather together. There must be something important to announce!"
"Hush... Master and the others are here..."
Wang Dong stood boredly in the queue of Guihai Sect disciples, listening to everyone's discussion, and he was also confused. This was the first time he had seen such a battle. Seeing Venerable Fuhai, King Nantian and others walking towards the main stage of the martial arts arena, Wang Dong pricked up his ears and waited patiently.
"Quiet!" Venerable Fu Hai said calmly. Although he looked calm and calm when he spoke, his voice was like thunder on the ground, clearly resounding through every Guihai Sect disciple in the martial arts field. in the ears.
"Awesome!" Wang Dong was impressed by Master Fuhai's move. With a simple sentence, he fully revealed Wu Zun's aura.
With Venerable Fuhai's words, the entire martial arts field instantly fell silent. Everyone was staring intently at Venerable Fuhai and others on the main stage, waiting for what they were going to announce next.
"All the disciples of the Guihai Sect, it is obvious to all that you have practiced hard during this period... Here, I want to announce something important to you!" Venerable Fuhai put his hands behind his back and said calmly: "The time has come to test the results of your cultivation. …Seven days later, the major sects in Guihai will hold a grand competition…”
"Sectarian competition?"
"Oh my God, will all the sects in the Guihai Sea Region participate?"
"Can anyone participate?"
For a moment, the quiet martial arts field became uproar again.
"The sect competition..." Wang Dong's eyes became brighter. He looked down at his hands, with a look of eagerness on his face.
"Quiet!" King Nantian waved his hands to the disciples and said, "I know you are very surprised to hear the news. I didn't announce it before so as not to create pressure on you and allow you to practice quietly. The competition is coming soon. I believe you all You have all improved your cultivation, and this competition will provide you with a stage to test your strength!"
"In the next two days, disciples who intend to participate in this competition can carve their names on the black stone tablet next to the martial arts field." Venerable Fuhai said: "We will use an objective and fair method to learn from each other between you. Select the person who will represent our Guihai Sect.”
"Black stone tablet?" Wang Dong was startled when he heard the words. He turned around and found that a long stone tablet with a black luster had been erected on the edge of the martial arts field. This stone tablet was one person tall and ten steps long. The surface is so big that it is more than enough to engrave the names of all the disciples of Guihaizong.
"Okay, let's disperse!" After confirming that all the disciples knew how to register, Venerable Fuhai waved his hands to everyone and said, "I will inform everyone of the follow-up arrangements at a later date."
…
After returning to the practice room from the martial arts field, Wang Dong crossed his legs and circulated "Guihai Jue" and "Jade Pan Pudu" for three days respectively. Then with a thought, he came to the sword domain space.
Calling out the sixth-level martial arts disciple Dao Ling, Wang Dong drew out his scimitar and rushed forward to fight with him.
"What? You seem to have an idea about the sect competition?" Dao Soul asked after noticing the strange look in Wang Dong's eyes, who was fighting with Dao Ling.
"Yes." Wang Dong knocked back the sword spirit with a triple strike, and then said: "Although I don't know the format of this competition, if I participate, I may be able to compete with a real opponent. This is very helpful for my training and practical experience.”
"You have a sword soul map, but you still need a real opponent?" Saber Soul asked with a playful smile.
"Xiao Wu said that the real enemy is incomparable to the sword spirit. This involves the art of cunning warfare..." Wang Dong responded while parrying the sword spirit of the sword spirit: "Only with the real person, I can Only then can I see my own shortcomings clearly, and at the same time, I can also use my enemies to find loopholes that I can’t easily detect in battle!”
"Are you planning to participate in this sect competition?" After hearing Wang Dong's explanation, Daohun nodded with satisfaction.
"That's right!" After a heavy blow, Wang Dong looked at the sword spirit that slowly turned into a stream of light, and said, "I have a hunch that this competition will improve me a lot!"
"Your cultivation level is still too weak. Participating in such a large-scale competition is too dangerous based on your strength!" Daohun said.
"Isn't danger meant to be overcome and resolved?" Wang Dong curled his lips: "Isn't this just a way to improve!"
"Haha, that's right!" Sword Soul, who transformed into the image of Sword Saint, grinned and was very satisfied with Wang Dong's calmness and courage.
"Level 5 martial arts disciple sword spirit, give me one of the sixth level martial arts disciple sword spirit!" After being able to kill the sixth level martial arts disciple sword spirit easily, Wang Dong did not rush in and directly summon two level 6 martial arts sword spirits. He chose a weaker fifth-level sword spirit.
"Just think of it as a warm-up for future actual combat!" As the two sword spirits rushed out of the light group with their swords raised, Wang Dong's mouth slightly curved, he raised his scimitar high, and with a little tiptoe, he entered the attack range of the two sword spirits. , fighting together with them.
As soon as the weapons collided together, Wang Dong suddenly became full of fighting spirit and entered a solitary fighting state. The long knife in his hand was like a part of his body. As his movements came and went freely, Wang Dong only felt a With the joy of fighting and the fierce strength in his hands, the two sword spirits were actually slashed back by him!
"Another sixth-level sword spirit!" The fifth-level sword spirit was cut off by Wang Dong's sweeping sweep and turned into a stream of light. The moment it returned to the sword spirit map, Wang Dong summoned a new opponent for himself without hesitation.
Two sixth-level warrior sword spirits joined forces to attack, and Wang Dong felt the pressure increase greatly. However, he had no intention of retreating and continued to charge forward with his sword raised.
kill! kill! kill!
Attack is the best defense. Wang Dong now fully understood this incisive conclusion. He swung his sword in one go and advanced. For a moment, he actually formed a situation where he was suppressing two level six sword spirits.
You know, he himself is only at the level of a fifth-level warrior, and these two sword spirits have greatly surpassed him in terms of level!
"Refreshing!" Watching the two sword spirits parry his offensive all the way, trying to counterattack but unable to find the opportunity to take action, Wang Dong felt very comfortable. This was an extremely wonderful fighting state, looking at his hands With the long sword that can be retracted and retracted freely, Wang Dong slowly came to a clear understanding in his heart: "The sword is the person, and the person is the sword. The blade sweeps across, and you are invincible!"
"Three consecutive swords!" A heavy blow was dodged by two sword spirits, one on the left and one on the right. Wang Dong took advantage of the situation and kicked one of the sword spirits fiercely, kicking the sword spirit more than a foot away. Taking advantage of the two sword spirits, As the distance between the sword spirits widened, Wang Dong quickly used his triple sword and attacked the sword spirit closest to him.
The first two swords of the three consecutive swords easily forced the sword spirit into the best position for Wang to move the sword. Wang moved without hesitation, and the triple sword followed closely, from directly above the sixth-level sword spirit. Chopping off the head.
In just a moment, the light overflowed, and the sword spirit was sent back to the sword spirit diagram by Wang Dong. The corners of Wang Dong's mouth curled up, and the long sword in his hand danced with a beautiful sword flower. He was not in a hurry, and walked as if he were walking in a leisurely courtyard, walking towards the remaining sword spirit as if the wind was light and the clouds were calm.
The sword spirit was not affected by the disappearance of its companions. It adjusted its body shape and rushed to Wang Dong as quickly as possible. It raised its hand and launched a dazzling sharp knife attack. In the eyes of the sword spirit, killing the challenger is their only purpose.
when! when! when! when! when!
As if teasing his prey, Wang Dong easily and casually deflected Dao Ling's fast-attack sword skills. This reminded him of the scene when Xiao Wufeng Qingyun calmly blocked his attack. He smiled slightly, I thought to myself, this is the reason why a swordsman enjoys his sword.
He casually blocked several attacks from Dao Ling. Wang Dong felt that he had had enough fun. He turned the long knife in his hand, and after drawing a beautiful half-moon arc, it was held by Wang Dong with his backhand. He charged forward forcefully, waved his arm, and the head of the sword spirit fell down.
"Wonderful, wonderful! First there is a level 6 sword spirit, then there are level 5 and level 6 swords, and then there are two level 6 swordsmen..." The sword spirit who had been watching from the side spoke in admiration: "You kid, you said you are a cultivating monster. I feel like I have belittled you! From the changes in your opponents, I can see that your strength is improving!"
"Huh..." Wang Dong breathed a long sigh of relief: "The state just now was good, I found the feeling of man and knife becoming one!"
"Yes, the integration of man and sword is an important prerequisite for becoming a swordsman."
"It's time to sign up!" Wang Dong nodded, agreeing with Daohun's words.
(End of chapter)