Kendo requires a very high level of comprehension, and each realm is a completely different heaven and earth, like the difference between clouds and mud, and the insurmountable moat. The third level of the Sword Master, against the third level of the Sword Sect, would not have been an opponent at all.

On the sword platform, Bi Xian had already been carried down.

Wu Fan clenched his fists, saluted in all directions, and then walked away and walked towards the steps of the sword platform.

"You're already the champion, how can you not compare?" shouted the middle-aged monk who was the referee.

"I'm sorry, I have no intention of competing for the spot, so I'd better leave the opportunity to someone else. Wu Fan stopped, turned around, and apologized.

This time, the audience was shocked again, giving up being the master, which was quite rude, but at the same time, everyone also saw that Wu Fan had no heart to fight.

"This will hurt the hearts of the five golden flowers!" said some people secretly in their hearts.

has the ability to enter the top few but gives up, obviously looking down on the five golden flowers and not giving face to others.

Jiang Lianhao had just taken two steps, ready to take the stage to challenge Wu Fan, when a yellow figure came out of the crowd, like a ray of golden light, one step ahead of Jiang Lianhao, and landed on the sword platform.

"Wu Fan, you killed two of my Xiling Wei clansmen, I'll compete with you and fight a fair duel, you shouldn't refuse, right?" The young genius in the yellow robe is none other than Wei Yu.

"Oh, Wei Peixiong sneaked up on him from behind and was killed by me, and his brother Wei Peiying found me to duel and killed himself, all of which had something to do with me. Since you are no longer chasing me in private, it is not bad to have a fair duel here and settle your grievances. As soon as Wu Fan saw Wei Yu, he knew that he had already had the intention to challenge, and there was no way to avoid it, only to face it.

Someone challenged Wu Fan, and Wu Fan responded to the battle, and everyone was relieved and looked forward to it.

"Wei Yu, the young master of the Xiling Wei clan of the Half-Immortal Gate Valve, is the patriarch heir, and his realm is the middle level of enlightenment, the seventh level of the Sword Sect, which is much higher than Wu Fan!"

"Although Wu Fan is at the level of the third level of the Sword Master, his strength is at the level of the fourth level of the Sword Sect, but in front of the seventh-level monks of the Sword Sect, he will inevitably be easily crushed. ”

"There's a grudge between them, it's still a duel, it's something to watch. ”

"Since the Xiling Wei clan wants to avenge the clansmen, Wu Fan will not escape death this time. ”

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The young geniuses and tens of thousands of spectators were all talking and noisy, and the people on the top floor of the attic all left their seats and stood by the railing looking down on the sword table.

In the competition of the kendo tournament, there was a duel, which can be said to be unexpected.

The seventh-level genius of the Sword Sect challenged Wu Fan, who had just shown his amazing talent, would Wu Fan be able to withstand it?

If you can't resist it, then it is natural to be killed.

Qianxunxue's face showed a look of anxiety, and she now regretted asking Wu Fan to help and dissolve the family's forced marriage.

"This kid is going to die, but for the sake of him giving him an antique sword, let's leave him with a whole corpse. Qian Shumin gloated with a face, but he was a little grateful for Wu Fan's benefits, and what he said was not too vicious.

Lao Zheng, Huzhou Wang, Shangguan Qinyu, Cheng Qiuyun and others all raised their hearts to their throats at this time, and their faces were so frightened that they were colorless.

"Wu Fan, Wu Fan, you can't fight with people!" Cheng Qiuyun rushed to the competition area, crying, screaming.

"Stand back, stand back!" The monk who maintained order released his true qi and pushed her, and Cheng Qiuyun immediately staggered and retreated to the audience area.

Wei Yu stood up and challenged Wu Fan at this moment, instead of waiting until the end of the kendo conference to settle accounts with Wu Fan, in fact, he also had his own Xiao Jiujiu.

Obviously, Wu Fan offended a pair of children of the patriarch and killed Wu Fan on the sword platform, maybe he could get the favor of Qian Shumin, the head of the five golden flowers, and hit himself.

Second, avenging the clansmen is a meritorious service for the family, and as the young master's prestige in the family, it can be improved a lot.

In the end, the closed disciple who killed Xiao Yun Sword Saint immediately became famous in the Western Regions.

Wu Fan can defeat Bi Xian, who is at the third level of the Sword Sect, but in front of himself at the seventh level of the Sword Sect, on the sword platform, there is no escape, only life fighting, and he Wu Fan is just an ant.

Wei Yu's long sword was unsheathed, and he looked at Wu Fan meaningfully with a faint smile on his face, as if being Wu Fan was a delicacy.

With three birds with one stone, the corners of Wei Yu's mouth bent, revealing an imperceptible look of pride.

"The eighth style of the Xiling Qianqiu Sword, the flowers bloom on the ridge!"

Wei Yu held the sword in both hands, jumped into the air, the tip of the sword pulled a circle, pushed forward, and burst out of the sword light, as if blooming countless bright flowers, red and yellow, purple and blue, purple and red, the sword intent is super outstanding and huge, giving people a kind of artistic conception of chaotic flowers gradually charming eyes.

This sword, the attack power is quite terrifying, but it looks colorful and confusing, this is the realm of the seventh-level Yan Shan of the Sword Sect.

"The thirty-third style of the Breeze Infinite Sword, the wind and rain are blowing!"

The spirit of the frightening sword weapon in Wu Fan's hand awakened, the fusion and application of the Nine Star Heart Technique and time and space deduction, and at the same time casually built a three-grade forbidden formation, which can be said to be going all out.

In the face of the seventh level of the Sword Sect, Wu Fan did not dare to be careless, except that he did not secretly use the imitation Lei Gong Cone, it can be said that he used all his stunts.

When choosing to deal with the sword moves, Wu Fan is just right, the flowers are most afraid of wind and rain, once they meet, the next scene is the fall of the flowers, floating all over the ground.

The three-grade forbidden formation shrouded the thousands of flowers that attacked, and there was a condensation of half a breath time, which was enough for the sword qi of the frightening sword to erupt and dissipate.

According to the balance of the operation of the stars, the power of Wu Fan's sword was so wonderful that it mobilized the aura in the air, and a variety of forces were coordinated to achieve the power of turning over the river and the sea and cutting off the mountains and rivers.

"Boom-"

Outside the flowers, Wei Yu's whole body seemed to be blown by a hurricane, and he rolled down the sword platform.

The frightened sword in Wu Fan's hand left his hand, tracking Wei Yu's figure, and finally where Wei Yu landed, the tip of the frightened wind sword was below, standing vertically, suspended above Wei Yu's head.

The strength that Wu Fan burst out with a sword was indeed terrifying, and Wei Yu had no power to resist.

Wei Yu, who fell a few feet away from the sword platform, endured the pain, but saw Wu Fan's sword following in the air, hovering above his head, his eyes full of horror.

"Uhhh

The piercing sound of breaking the sky came, and the Storm Sword stabbed down quickly, and at a place of about an inch of Wei Yu's crotch, it was deeply inserted into the ground, leaving only half of its length, exposing the ground.

Wei Yu was so frightened that he thought he had stabbed his vital point, and couldn't help screaming.

"Wow-" As soon as Wu Fan stretched out his hand, the Storm Sword broke away from the ground and flew back into his hand driven by True Qi.

Wei Yu finally found that his vital point had not been stabbed, and the injuries all over his body were skin injuries, and there was no major problem.

However, Wu Fan beat himself so embarrassed with one sword, Wei Yu was already dead to defeat Wu Fan and kill Wu Fan's thoughts, and the previous budget was properly planned to kill three birds with one stone, and he had already thrown it out of the clouds.

All the onlookers were shocked by the power of Wu Fan's sword, and they were so terrifying that when they saw Wei Yu standing up again, they were no longer optimistic about him.

Wei Yu really gave up and continued to compete with the sword, and bowed his hand with shame on his face, expressing his admit.

Jiang Lianhao, who was preempted by Wei Yu to fight first, was a junior disciple of the Sword Saint of Gou Rui in the Middle Domain, an intermediate level of enlightenment, and a ninth-level Sword Sect, at this time, he said to the many young geniuses around:

"Wu Fan's sword just now is the use of the Tai Chi Taoist method of four or two thousand catties, which has the effect of defeating the strong with the weak and beating the slow with the fast. The world's martial arts, only fast and unbreakable, the last to come, can be described as a textbook-style classic technique and tactics, and it has been flexibly used. ”

Everyone nodded frequently, feeling that Jiang Lianhao's words were reasonable, as a disciple of the Gou Sword Saint in the Middle Domain, the realm of kendo was profound, and he naturally had higher knowledge.

"Wei Yu's attainments in the way of the sword are stronger than many monks of the eighth-level sword sect, but he is eager to attack, rather than taking a defensive position, otherwise, no matter how fast Ren Wufan is, no matter how clever he is in swordsmanship, in the face of strength, he will not be able to get half a benefit. Knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent, I will not be defeated in a hundred battles, since I have seen Wu Fan's way to win, if Brother Jiang doesn't make a move, I will challenge him. ”

The genius of Yunqianmen is Xian Yusong, the first level of enlightenment, the eighth level of the Sword Sect, and after some analysis, he consciously has more than enough to deal with Wu Fan.

Many young geniuses around him agreed with Jiang Lianhao and Xian Yusong's unique views.

On the sword competition platform, Wu Fan saw Wei Yu leaving, and was about to put away the frightening sword and walk to the steps.

Wei Yu's challenge is for grievances, it is a fair duel, since he is defeated and admits defeat, he doesn't have to fight with his life, so why should he continue to be the champion.

At this moment, a figure flew up to the sword platform and blocked Wu Fan's way.

Jiang Lianhao, the disciple of the Sword Saint of Gou Rui in the Middle Domain, is at the middle level of enlightenment, the ninth level of the Sword Sect, and the top genius among all the young geniuses here has made a move.

"Dial a thousand catties in four or two, fight fast and slow, your swordsmanship skills are quite exquisite, but if you encounter a defensive swordsmanship, a monk with a higher sword realm, I don't know if you can still get a little cheap?"

Jiang Lianhao, Lu Zheng, Xian Yusong, Long Zhihan and the other five people received special treatment, not because he was a disciple of the Sword Saint, but because his realm and strength should not be underestimated.

Peng Fugui of Xuanmeng Sect can rank in the top ten on the list of overlords in the Western Regions, if Jiang Lianhao also goes to the underground martial arts arena to fight, I believe that the ranking will not be lower than him.

However, even if he went to the underground martial arts arena to fight, he would go to the Central Domain, and he would also be on the Overlord Central Domain list.

When Wu Fan felt a majestic martial arts aura overwhelming the world, he immediately took two steps back, and resisted with a little luck.

"Oh, the characteristics of my swordsmanship have been seen by others, and it seems that I am bound to lose. However, the ranking doesn't mean anything to me, and it's great for you to be the champion. ”

Wu Fanfeng smiled lightly and bowed his hand.

Jiang Lianhao saw that Wu Fan had no intention of competing with the sword and gave up the master, so he was naturally unwilling, and said excitedly: "Although you can defeat Bi Xian, who is the third level of the Sword Sect, and Wei Yu, who is the seventh level of the Sword Sect, with another sword, but I am the ninth level of the Sword Sect, and I, Jiang Lianhao, can knock you out of the sword competition platform within three moves." ”

"Jiang Lianhao, right? You are so crazy, what are you relying on?" Wu Fan knew that his sword dao realm was only the third level of a sword master, but in the face of a powerful opponent, he had no fear.

Because of the blessing of the Wind Moon Treasure Jian, he was able to fuse the formation into the sword move, a unique skill that no one else could do, not even the Sword Saint.

This has become two systems, the hierarchical system of the swordsman sword master sword sect sword saint, and Wu Fan's kendo system, the evaluation indicators between them are fundamentally different.

Wu Fan's kendo system is only owned by him, so naturally no one will compare and study it.

"If you accept the challenge, you'll know the answer quickly. Jiang Lianhao's chin was cocked, his eyes were awe-inspiring, and he said with a hint of contempt.

Wu Fan caught a glimpse of Jiang Lianhao's expression, and felt quite uncomfortable.

As long as he is a bloody man with self-esteem, he will feel uncomfortable and even angry at the contempt of others.

"Come on. As soon as Wu Fan stretched out his hand, the frightening sword in the space ring automatically reached his right hand, he stepped back, pierced a two-word tong sheep horse, and raised his right hand.

Because Wu Fan learned martial arts at the beginning, and it was based on Wing Chun, when he was zamabu, he naturally pierced the two-word tongs sheep and horses, which made people look quite funny and a little ridiculous.

But after the two competitions in the ring, no one thought it was funny, but felt new about his horse steps, and some people even studied it a few times.

"Wow-" In Jiang Lianhao's hand, a golden sword suddenly appeared, and it moved upward, inspiring more than three hundred inscriptions, exuding colorful brilliance, brilliance, and the light was breathtaking.