Chapter 14: The Sword Match

The one who spoke was none other than Da Lei.

"Stinky boy, I don't know what you said to the patriarch, but if you want to represent my Tianlong tribe to participate in the Hundred Clans War, you must pass my level first!"

"You don't have a place to talk here! Shut up!"

The patriarch finally begged Hao Xinren to help, but he didn't want to be disturbed by the thunder.

"The patriarch is slow. ”

Hao Xinren stopped the patriarch who wanted to say something.

If it was just Da Lei who was not satisfied, he would naturally not pay attention to Da Lei, but at this time, most of the people in the Tianlong tribe had exactly the same eyes as Da Lei.

It's just that under the coercion of the patriarch, no one dares to say anything.

Hao Xinren knew that if he didn't show his hand, the patriarch would also resist the pressure and forcibly let himself participate in the battle of the hundred clans.

But the patriarch will inevitably be unsure of the late season.

"I don't know how to get past you?"

Da Lei snorted coldly and said: "If you are a normal person, you will naturally win against me, but just like you, I am afraid that I will accidentally poke you to death with my fingers in the fight."

It's better for the two of us to compete with swords. ”

"How do you compare swords?"

Da Lei drew an ordinary iron sword, then pointed to a stone and said:

"This stone is called Iron Rock, even the patriarch can't insert all of this sword into it, let's compare who can insert it deeply, how about it?"

Hao Xinren looked at the stone.

"Just as you say!"

There is not much spiritual power in his body, of course, if he can save a little more, he will save a little more.

"What if you lose?"

"Do what you say, do it!"

"Good. ”

Da Lei no longer hesitated.

I saw that green tendons burst out on his head, blood and qi surged to his face, and the spiritual power all over his body continued to roll.

"Broken".

With an angry shout, it seemed to be a ***, and the irritable aura in Da Lei's body burst out from the sword in an instant.

The symphony of gold and stone was accompanied by a firelight, and by the time the firelight was gone, the sword had been inserted more than seven inches.

"Great!"

After seeing this achievement, Da Lei was secretly happy in his heart, and he couldn't even take care of the tiger's mouth that was shattered by the power of the anti-shock.

"Stinky boy, do you see it, hurry back and cook your meal, don't be embarrassed here. ”

Hao Xinren ignored the provocative thunder.

He's just a little weird.

According to his feelings these days, the power released by the big thunder just now in an instant has at least 5,000 points of spiritual power, but the spiritual power that falls on the stone is only about 200 points.

Moreover, in Hao Xinren's opinion, the power of these two hundred points of spiritual power is at most equal to the power of one hundred points of spiritual power in his own system.

What the hell is going on?

In fact, Hao Xinren didn't know.

It is very difficult to accurately control spiritual power.

Hundreds of billions of years ago, when a Terran monk attacked with spiritual power, he could exert 10% of the spiritual power in his body, and he could be regarded as a genius among geniuses.

The ancestors of the Terran race were plagued by this question until one day, a peerless genius invented a spell.

The spiritual power released by using spells can maintain at least sixty percent of the power of spiritual power, and the higher a person's cultivation, the lower the grade of the spell, and the more thoroughly the strength is maintained.

After all, the higher the cultivation, the easier it is to manipulate spiritual power.

The grade of a spell is judged according to the spiritual power it can hold, the higher the quality of the spell, the more spiritual power it can hold, and the more spiritual power it has, the more difficult it is to control.

For example, the first-level Dao Fireball Technique can only hold 200 points of spiritual power, and even the Fireball Technique in the hands of Da Luo Jin Immortal can only hold 200 points of spiritual power.

It's just that the fireball technique in Da Luo Jinxian's hand contains more pure spiritual power.

And the ordinary first-level divine method can almost hold more than 10,000 spiritual power, and 10,000 is naturally more difficult to control than 200.

But none of this applies to Hao Xinren.

The fireball technique in his hand seemed to be able to hold endless spiritual power.

The fireball technique he cast, there will not be any spiritual power leakage.

It is precisely because of this reason, and the strength of the aura in the system that is far superior to the human spirit power in the body of the human immortal, that Hao Xinren can use the fireball technique to offset the more than a dozen fireball techniques of the third-grade human immortal with the cultivation of a first-grade human immortal.

But how could Hao Xinren, a cultivation idiot, know this.

He also drew a sword.

"Hmph, stinky boy, I don't know what to do, I have to bring humiliation on myself!

If you can win me, I will not only agree to you to participate in the competition on behalf of the Tianlong tribe, but also kneel down and kowtow to you in front of everyone to admit your mistakes.

And once I see you in the future, I'll kneel once!"

Da Lei saw that Hao Xinren really dared to compete with himself, and couldn't help but be a little dissatisfied.

Hao Xinren ignored the thunder, and the sword had already stabbed out.

10 Spirit.

"You just want to stab it like that, and the waste is rubbish, hahaha!"

Da Lei saw that Hao Xinren didn't show any spiritual power, and he thought that Hao Xinren was going to give up directly.

But in the next second, the laughter stopped abruptly.

In front of this sword, which did not seem to have any spiritual power, the stone was like tofu, and the sword stabbed into it without the slightest hindrance.

"How is this possible!"

Everyone's eyes widened, staring at the sword.

"Can 10 points of spiritual power only pierce one inch?"

Hao Xinren injected some spiritual power into the sword again.

Two inches, three inches, four inches...... Six inches, six and a half inches.

Da Lei's face turned redder than before.

He said what he said just now in front of everyone, once he loses, whether he fulfills his promise or not, I am afraid that he will not be able to gain a foothold in the Tianlong Tribe.

And just when the depth of this sword was about to exceed seven inches, the sword suddenly stopped.

"I can't stab it, I admit defeat, on the sword, you are still powerful. ”

After speaking, Hao Xinren didn't even leave this place without a head.

One tried his best, and even the tiger's mouth was shattered by the force of the shock, and he barely stabbed seven inches.

The other, with little effort, stabbed it nearly seven inches deep with one hand.

Which is better or worse, everyone has already had the result in their hearts.

But on the surface, the one who wins is indeed a big thunder.

"Da Lei, what else do you have to say?"

Da Lei smiled bitterly, what else could he say?

After Hao Xinren left, Da Lei sat on the ground as if he had lost his strength, and his gaze at Hao Xinren became more and more complicated.

"Since everyone agrees, I now officially announce that the sixth person to participate in the competition on behalf of the Tianlong tribe is Hao Shaoxia. ”

After the patriarch finished the announcement, there was a burst of cheers from the crowd.

"Great! With Hao Shaoxia in charge, we will win!"

"Yes, yes, maybe this time the ranking can be moved forward. ”

......

The patriarch also had a smile on his face.

But only he knew the bitterness beneath the smile.

"Is it only the power of one blow?"

Before Hao Xinren left, he used the secret technique of sound transmission to say a word to the patriarch.

"I only have the power of one blow, and I probably have the strength of a nine-rank human immortal. ”

"It's better than nothing. ”

The patriarch could only comfort himself with this.

In fact, if Hao Xinren turned all the spiritual power in his body into a single blow, he was afraid that he would not even be able to accept the patriarch, a second-grade earth immortal.

But in the desolate world, it is not necessary to leave some hole cards.