After a competition, Zhang Bufan was resting in the lounge prepared for the players in Kunlun Kendo, he was drinking water, and after finding Ye Ling walking in awkwardly, he put the water cup on the table, walked over and asked:

"Are you looking for something?"

"I'm not here to look for things, I'm here to find people. ”

Because he hadn't known Zhang Bufan for a long time, Ye Ling didn't hear Zhang Bufan's voice for the time being, and was still looking around at the players in the lounge.

"Who are you looking for?" Zhang Bufan asked.

Because among these players, Ye Ling didn't find Zhang Bufan, so he turned around to look at the person who was questioning, and found that Zhang Bufan, who he was looking for, was actually standing behind him.

"I'm here for you. ”

Accustomed to a life without constraints, Ye Ling no longer had any politeness in the face of his peers, so he casually moved a chair and sat down opposite Zhang Bufan.

"I have a few questions for you. Ye Ling said.

Zhang Bufan was a little surprised, but he didn't ask any questions or anything like that.

"Say it. ”

"Uh... I feel like I'm embarrassed to ask you like this. ”

Ye Ling scratched the back of his head and smiled awkwardly: "Can you tell me about the volley sword?" I don't mean to learn, I'm just very curious, how did you make the sword automatically levitate in mid-air like a living force. ”

"Is that so?"

Zhang Bufan picked up the long sword next to him and threw it into the air, the long sword did not fall to the ground, it was suspended in mid-air, as if it was not controlled by gravity, it looked very incredible.

"yes, how did you do that?"

When he looked closer, Ye Ling was still not shocked, but he became more and more curious about how Zhang Bufan did it.

"It was the master who taught me, he used a special way of practice to let us learn the strange swordsmanship of the volley sword, if you want to practice the volley sword, it takes not only hard work, but also talent, I am also lucky, I learned the volley sword. ”

Zhang Bufan will never forget to treat others with humility at any time, he continued:

"However, compared to the master's closed disciples, the most outstanding disciple of the younger generation of Kunlun Kendo, Senior Brother Shengyuan, I am still far behind, Senior Brother Shengyuan's talent is not high, but he has put in several times more effort than others, many times I have seen him practice without sleep and food, and he is an out-and-out practice maniac. ”

"Relying on the practice method to obtain such a divine skill as the Volley Imperial Sword?"

If this didn't come out of Zhang Bufan's mouth, Ye Ling would never believe it, because he also believed that there could be no one in this world who could perform superpowers except for spirit disciples.

At least he hadn't seen that kind of master now.

Zhang Bufan shouldn't be able to lie, so there is no need for Ye Ling to doubt the truth of Zhang Bufan's words, the truth is only known to Zhang Bufan, even if he tells a lie, Ye Ling is difficult to distinguish.

"What kind of practice method?" Ye Ling asked.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Ye, I can't answer your question. Zhang Bufan shook his head and said.

Because his curiosity was too strong, Ye Ling forgot that Zhang Bufan had said before that Kunlun Kendo would never accept outsiders as apprentices, let alone tell outsiders such an important way to practice.

"It's me who wants to fork in. Ye Ling said with a smile.

"Is there anything else? Mr. Ye. Zhang Bufan asked.

"It's okay, you can rest first. ”

made such an embarrassing scene, Ye Ling was naturally embarrassed to continue to stay here, and he hurriedly returned to the audience where Wang Xinyan was.

Wang Xinyan: They are still in the same position and have not moved.

"How is it?, what did Zhang Bufan tell you?" asked Wang Xinyan.

He said that it was a special way to let these disciples of Kunlun Kendo obtain magic skills such as volleying the sword, and it was inconvenient for him to say what the specific practice method was. Ye Ling sighed helplessly.

"When we first met, Zhang Bufan said that Kunlun Kendo does not accept outsiders as apprentices, and it is all passed down from generation to generation with the Zhang family as the master, so it is reasonable for him not to tell us the way of practice, and there is nothing strange. ”

Li Wenjun analyzed rationally.

Ye Ling's thoughts were the same as Li Wenjun's.

"Also, if we get to the bottom of it again, it is not impossible for people to turn their faces with us at that time, let's honestly watch the martial arts competition here, and when the kendo conference is over, we will go to see the one-eyed old man surnamed Zhang, hand over the safe to him and go back to the old man Chu to return to his life." ”

Wang Xinyan also asked Ye Ling to ask about the Sky Sword because of curiosity, she didn't have any selfish intentions about this matter, so even if she didn't get a reliable answer, she wouldn't have emotions like annoyance.

Wang Xinyan paused, and then instructed:

"You don't have to poke me out of a basket these days, you all have to stay here honestly until you meet that one-eyed old man surnamed Zhang, understand?"

"Understood. ”

The next competition is very boring, there are 100 disciples in Kunlun Kendo, and only 38 of them participate, and there are only 8 elite disciples among these 38 disciples.

The most gimmick is the competition between Zhang Jianxian's closed disciple Zhang Shengyuan and Zhang Shaofeng.

Even Zhang Bufan praised this closed disciple very well, so what is his strength, and what kind of amazing scene will it bring?

These are all things that Ye Ling is very curious about.

If this closed disciple were to be taught a hard lesson at that time, then it would become the biggest joke.

Zhang Shengyuan's opponent is not ordinary, it is said that Zhang Shaofeng is an elite disciple of the younger generation of Kunlun Kendo, and his strength is comparable to Zhang Busui, and the entire Kunlun Kendo may not be able to find five disciples who can defeat him.

This is what the audience in the audience is talking about, Zhang Shaofeng's strength depends on how well he and Zhang Shengyuan can play in this competition.

After seeing Zhang Bufan's volley sword, the controversy in the mouths of these viewers became very big.

All the elite disciples who participated in the competition almost all of them would volley the sword, although the techniques were very rusty, but at their age, it was not easy to be able to do this.

"This contest is very controversial... I don't know what the strength of this Zhang Shengyuan is? If it was just a simple hand-to-hand fight, I don't think I would necessarily be Zhang Bufan's opponent, but after using his ability to become steely, Zhang Bufan would definitely not be my opponent.

Zhang Shengyuan, how strong should you be? Can you match me? I'm really looking forward to it. ”

Ye Ling walked into the audience of the battle between Zhang Shengyuan and Zhang Shaofeng with great expectations.

Zhang Bufan's audience could have more than 100 people, Ye Ling thought that this might be the most spectator competition, but after coming to Zhang Shengyuan's audience, he found that there were many more people here than before.

Just by looking at it with the naked eye, you can see that there are at least 120 or even more than 130 people here.

You must know that there are only more than 100 visitors, and there are only more than 100 disciples in the door, which is a total of more than 200 people and less than 250 people, and half of them came to watch this competition, which shows how big the gimmick of this competition between Zhang Shengyuan and Zhang Shaofeng is.

Ye Ling followed Chu Tian all the way to watch the competition, so this time he came to watch Zhang Shengyuan's competition, and Chu Tian was still sitting next to him.

Looking along the audience, Ye Ling unexpectedly found that Wang Xinyan and Li Wenjun were also sitting in the audience, and Meng Qian didn't know when he woke up, sitting alone in the corner.

"Yo, it's all here. ”

Ye Ling didn't greet them, although the space in the audience was enough, it seemed very unsightly to shout like this, so in order not to embarrass himself, Ye Ling still decided to watch this competition quietly.

He silently prayed that Meng Qian would never see him, if Meng Qian, this kid, saw him, he would probably have to shout and attract attention, this guy doesn't know what face is.

Until the start of the competition, Meng Qian didn't seem to see him, staring at the ring with blank eyes, and yawning from time to time, looking like he was about to fall asleep.

Ye Ling was also a little funny when he looked at it. New Lewen

At this time, the two contestants had already entered the ring.

Their names were hung at the entrance of the stage of these two people, so even Ye Ling, who didn't know Zhang Shengyuan and Zhang Shaofeng, could easily tell who they were by the name at the entrance.

At the entrance on the left, there is a weak and jealous actor, dressed in a white robe like a costume drama.

"This is Zhang Shengyuan?"

Ye Ling looked curiously at the white-robed young man who was about his age.

Zhang Shengyuan's appearance is very high, even if he is thrown into the entertainment industry, he looks very outstanding, and at the first glance of him, Ye Ling thought he was an actor from which company.

Look at Zhang Shaofeng next to him, although his appearance is not high, he has a burly muscle, in terms of figure, none of the SH special team can compare to Zhang Shaofeng, and only a giant figure like Chu Tian can slightly overwhelm him.

Zhang Shaofeng's face cannot be said to be handsome, but it has a bit of heroism, and his knife-like face gives people a very cold feeling.

"It's really like its name..."Ye Ling sighed.

It's just that it's not up to anyone with a burly figure to win, what is needed here is real strength, as well as the skill of volleying the sword.

The voices of both sides are not weak, and the winning rate is about five or five.

"In the 19th game, Zhang Shengyuan vs. Zhang Shaofeng. ”

The referee is also a white-robed uncle with a national face, and he looks a little similar to the referee in Zhang Bufan's previous game, but a scar on his forehead can prove that the two are not the same person.

"The competition has officially begun. ”

With the referee's order, the discussion in the audience slowly decreased.

In the end, the audience was silent, and the audience watching this competition looked at the two people with different expressions on the stage with bated breath.

"Senior brother, let's concede. ”

Zhang Shaofeng clasped his hands into fists and bowed slightly politely.

"Concession. ”

Zhang Shengyuan's attitude was cold and looked very difficult to get along with.

"It's the same as what the uncle said, this life is always with a poker face, as if someone owes him 200 yuan. ”

Ye Ling originally thought that only a strange person like Xian Fan would put on a cold poker face, but after seeing Zhang Shengyuan's cold attitude, he suddenly felt that there were really a lot of weirdos in this world.

At the beginning of the competition, both of them sacrificed flying swords and faced each other-for-tat.

Ye Ling, who was sitting in the viewing area, could see the strengths and weaknesses of these two people.

Zhang Shengyuan's use of the skills of the volley sword can be described as a vivid realm, compared to the eagle that Ye Ling encountered in the No. 15 forbidden area, Zhang Shengyuan is only one second-level apostle, and he is not lost to the eagle in terms of skills.

And Zhang Shengyuan's own strength is very strong, although it was not Ye Ling who fought him, but Ye Ling could feel that Zhang Shengyuan's every move had Ling Ran's killing intent when he sat in the audience, especially when he saw Zhang Shengyuan's punch fall into the air and smash it to the ground, he smashed a spider web-like crack on the ground.

Zhang Shaofeng's strength is about the same as Zhang Shengyuan, and it is difficult to distinguish between the superior and the inferior.

Zhang Shaofeng's body is strong, so the strength that can be used is naturally very terrifying, if it is a simple physical fight, then Zhang Shengyuan must not be Zhang Shaofeng's opponent, but this competition is the use of volley sword skills and other fighting skills, not brute force, so Zhang Shaofeng still faintly fell into the disadvantage.

"That's interesting... How did they do it if they were not spirit disciples, but they were able to use the supernatural abilities that spirit disciples could use?"

Ye Ling was not very interested in hand-to-hand combat, and after a brief glance, he turned his gaze to the two long swords that were rubbing against each other in mid-air.

The swords are hurting each other, and the owners of the swords are hurting each other.

This noodle looks like something special.

This competition lasted for a long time, and Ye Ling spent most of his time looking at the two flying swords, and he rarely watched the hand-to-hand combat between the two.

With the loss of physical strength between the two, this competition slowly entered the white heat.

Zhang Shengyuan jumped back a few meters away, and as soon as he held it in the void, the flying sword automatically flew into his palm.

"It's time for it to end. ”

Zhang Shengyuan raised the long sword and shook it violently, and two identical long swords appeared next to his arm, floating spiritually next to his arm.

"What!"

Zhang Shaofeng was shocked.

Seeing this scene, Ye Ling had already seen the outcome of this competition.

Zhang Shengyuan threw the sword in his hand into the air again, and used the volley sword to make the three long swords suspended in the air at the same time, he didn't seem to be ready to continue hand-to-hand combat with Zhang Shaofeng, standing in place and not moving, controlling the three flying swords with his mind.

Zhang Shaofeng panicked and hurriedly withdrew the flying sword.

The three flying swords flew towards Zhang Shaofeng in turn, Zhang Shaofeng hurriedly dodged the first flying sword sideways, and then waved the long sword in his hand, slashing the direction of the second flying sword away, but he didn't have time to dodge the third flying sword or wave the long sword in his hand.

The silver-white blade flew straight towards him, and it was less than half a meter away.

Everyone in the audience watched this thrilling scene with bated breath, you must know that no one can recover the sword blade in time at such a short distance, and only Zhang Jianxian can do it, no matter how high Zhang Shengyuan's talent is, it is impossible to achieve Zhang Jianxian's terrifying cultivation at this age.

Therefore, the audience in the audience all believed that Zhang Shaofeng died under Zhang Shengyuan's sword, but they were curious about how Zhang Shengyuan should make a coping strategy.

The competition of the kendo tournament is to the end, and the rules clearly write that whether it is an accident or not, any disciple who kills his brother in the competition will be disqualified from the competition and will be expelled from the division.

Even Zhang Jianxian's closed disciple Zhang Shengyuan was no exception.

Don't......

The most outstanding sword monk after Zhang Jianxian is about to fall because of this competition?

Is Zhang Shengyuan's career as a monk over?

An unexpected scene happened, and in the end, the long sword passed directly through Zhang Shaofeng's chest, but the silver-white blade was not stained with any blood, and Zhang Shaofeng's chest did not show any injuries.

Zhang Shaofeng, who was pierced through his chest by the long sword, was stunned on the spot, he touched his chest, but found that there was no trace of being pierced by the blade.

"What's going on?"

Ye Ling gasped.

He even thought he was dazzled, but after rubbing his eyes, Zhang Shaofeng on the field still didn't have anything to do.

"That flying sword just now... Is it an illusion? No, it's not an illusion, how can so many people have hallucinations at the same time? Is it a trick? Only one of the three flying swords is real, and the other two are just fictitious..."

Ye Ling felt that something was not right, so he scratched the back of his head and said:

"No, as a fellow disciple, how could Zhang Shaofeng not know the swordsmanship in the door? Was it the swordsmanship that Zhang Jianxian taught Zhang Shengyuan in private? Or did Zhang Shengyuan learn it from somewhere else?"

The rest of the audience was also aware of the problem and was talking about it:

"I haven't seen Zhang Jianxian use this swordsmanship just now, did he create it himself? Or does he have other masters besides Zhang Jianxian?"

"It's impossible to create your own swordsmanship at this age, it's obvious that in addition to Zhang Jianxian, he has other kendo masters, and his strength is definitely not simple. ”

“……”

Zhang Shengyuan's sudden swordsmanship was very controversial, and Ye Ling didn't know which side to listen to.