Chapter Eighty-One: An Ember V Heroic Sword
The semi-finals and finals are in the afternoon, one is to allow the participants to recover their strength, and the other is that the planners also need to set up the venue.
After lunch, when Shen Er returned to the clan competition venue, it was no longer quite the same.
There are six areas in the clan competition field, except for one test area, the rest of the place is the competition area corresponding to each cultivation realm.
At this time, a ring was erected in the center of each competition area (there was no one before), and in order to make the audience see clearly, there was also a holographic projection-like image floating above the ring, showing what it looked like in the ring.
I don't know what kind of black technology in the immortal cultivation world is.
The ring in each competition area is different, the ring on the other side of the forging period is an ordinary square platform, and when it comes to the immortal area, Shen Er can see that no less than ten formation enchantments have been set up around the square platform, probably to protect the audience.
After all, there was no difference between fighting in the forging area, and there might be a scene of spells flying around here in the immortal area, although Shen Er never seemed to have encountered an opponent who used spells as his main means of attack.
After waiting for a while in the participant area, the afternoon competition officially began.
The first semi-final was Chang Ling versus Shen Er.
But after waiting for a long time, Chang Ling did not show up, so Shen Er had no choice but to win without a fight.
Presumably, Chang Ling was unwilling to use the Five Yin Seal on himself.
The surrounding audience was also very disappointed, they still remembered Chang Ling's terrifying performance in the morning, and the opponents against Chang Ling were all without exception after Chang Ling's glance, either squatting on the ground in horror, or running around, shouting ghosts, and finally admitting defeat.
They were still looking forward to him being able to rub the sharp energy of this Terran genius well.
However, even though the battle they were looking forward to didn't take place, their mood never went down, because the next demon clan duel on the first and second days was just as interesting.
There was a lot of talking.
"Hey, who do you think will win?" said a lizard-headed dude patting his brother next to him.
The brother next to him glanced at the lizard-headed brother with disdain: "Then needless to say, it must be the Ying Sword, don't you know the sword talent of An Yan?"
"But I heard that An Ember hired a teacher three months ago, and I heard that the teacher also defeated Ying Jian in swordsmanship. ”
"So what? The teacher has good sword skills, but he may not necessarily teach the apprentice. ”
At this time, a person next to him said: "Don't say it, the two sides are on the scene." ”
In the ring.
The Ying Sword and the Ember Lift Sword stood facing each other.
After the second uncle gave an order, almost instantly, the blades of the two sides collided together.
Ying Jian pressed towards An Ash: "Your sword skills have improved, but they are still no different from those of a ten-year-old child. ”
With that, Ying Jian turned around and kicked it, and Ember was kicked out and hit the barrier wall, which rippled.
The Ying Sword didn't give An Ember a chance to breathe, he immediately stepped forward, and in an instant, he came to An Ash's eyes, and a knife stabbed straight out with the momentum of a swimming dragon.
Seeing this, An Shen hurriedly concentrated and adjusted his physical state.
At the last moment, An Ash's cat body rolled forward one after another, and opened up a distance from the Ying Sword.
Ember thought he was safe for the time being, but in fact he didn't, and when he turned to face the enemy, he suddenly found that the sword was less than three feet away from him.
The White Eagle Sword in his hand was unleashed, and the British Sword launched a fierce attack on An Ash.
An Ash's movements in his hands were stiff, and he could only passively resist and dodge, without the power to fight back.
Seeing this scene, the lizard-headed brother from before couldn't help but sigh: "Alas, it seems that brother, you are right." ”
"I've said it, what can I do in just three months? I bet that if I don't get a stick of incense, Anshen will definitely lose. ”
The same sentiment is being made elsewhere in the audience area.
With a slash, Ember was swept out and landed on the ground.
Ying Jian slowly approached An Ember with his sword, as if he was approaching a child who had no power to fight back: "An, I'm disappointed, I thought you could learn something from that teacher, but you didn't. I thought you could be my opponent, and you were the only one in the entire demon clan, but I was wrong. Now, let's get it done, and then I'm going to defeat your teacher and take the first place in the clan!"
"Hehe," Ember smiled and got up from the ground, "If you want to challenge the teacher, you're still early, let's get past me first." ”
He thrust the knife into the ground and smiled bitterly: "This last attempt, sure enough, I really don't have a talent for swordsmanship." It seems to be talking to himself, and it seems to be sending a message to everyone.
Ying Jian stopped: he felt different.
An Shen twisted his neck and shook his hand, jumped twice, and finally raised his head and stared at Ying Jian with a confident smile: "Come on, the second round begins." ”
As he spoke, An Ash's figure suddenly disappeared, leaving only a black humanoid mist in place.
Where did he go?
Suddenly, he felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end, and a sense of crisis hit.
He immediately raised his sword and turned to block, and a powerful force was transmitted to his body through the blade, and he was caught off guard, and the body of the sword retreated violently, and two deep marks were drawn under his feet.
"Is this what you've achieved in the past three months?" Ying Jian wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, the corners of his mouth turned up, and his eyes were full of war.
"Good!"
As a good word fell, the sword rushed towards An Ash, and the long knife in his hand stabbed out continuously, and slender sword qi poured out towards An Ash.
Facing the sword qi that covered him like rain, An Yan didn't have the slightest nervous look on his face, he stepped lightly, and the exclusive footwork of the demon body was unleashed, and the demon qi remained in place, and the body had already come to the side of the sword and slashed down with one leg.
Ying Jian twisted and swung his sword, and the long knife collided with An Ash's legs, and there were sparks.
An Ash, who had become a demon demon, was protected by demonic qi all over his body, just like a golden bell hood iron cloth shirt, and its hardness was no better than his long knife that had been cultivated for many years, and the attack of the British sword naturally could not easily break through his skin.
Seeing this, Ying Jian's breath moved, and his body was suddenly wrapped in an invisible layer of qi, which was like a sharp blade, and every time it touched An Ash's body, it would spark and splash, just like a chainsaw sawing iron.
Qi Blade Protector, this is the ability given by the Immortal Body of the Heroic Sword.
The immortal body of the Ying Sword Thousand Blades is an immortal body that specifically strengthens and improves the cultivator's ability to use the blade, and after practicing to perfection, the whole person is like a knife, and it hurts when touched, which is the immortal body that a swordsman dreams of.
An Ash's eyes showed a look of envy, he once wanted to cultivate this immortal body, but he couldn't cultivate hard, so he could only retreat and choose to improve his physical ability to refine the immortal body.
However, in the next second, the envy in his eyes receded, it was precisely because of his cultivation of the refining body that he was now able to make the upper demon body more powerful, this may be the arrangement of fate.