His master is the master of the Sword Martial Arts Academy, everyone knows it, but no one knows that in front of this rapier, his master once said that in terms of the power of cultivation, even strengthening his master, is one of the hidden forces in the world.

Wang Songxi was highly praised by such a person and was full of enthusiasm: "The wrong evaluation of the seniors, the low educational qualifications of the juniors, there are still many places to learn from the seniors." ”

The old man smiled and listened, "Good nephew, you are very talented, but I am not talking about you!"

"What?"

Wang Songxi was stunned.

The old man took a few steps forward, came to Li Kaizhou, and arched his hand slightly.

"Brother, with swordsmanship, it is shocking and sharp, and even I can't call it. This time for the elders of the Sword Academy, there is no accident, the leader must be taken over by the younger brother, but the younger brother is ignorant, I don't know where the younger brother is sacred, the teacher is from the giant, it seems that I have never heard of it before......"

This old man is modest and polite, and Li Kaizhou is not big. He came back with a humble smile: "As for Stone City, I have a master, but he died too early, let alone mention. ”

He said, Master, of course, is an old man in a yellow robe, and he has passed down his "Dragon Mantra Sword Seed".

The old man was pleasantly surprised: "In this way, is my brother's amazing swordsmanship achieved through his own efforts?"

Li Kezhou smiled slightly, this is acquiescence.

"Ghosts! This is really a generation of handsome people who are frightened and cry by the gods of the world. The youngest brother, at his age, will be the second Xie Yunliu for a maximum of 30 years!

Wang Songxi lost color on the listeners' faces.

Who is Xie Yunliu, that is the highest power of all the kendo masters in the world, they are all timid and afraid, although Jianyuan Hospital is strong, but compared to Xie Yunliu, it is still not a half-star.

Even, this is completely a relationship between killing and being killed, not a relationship between defeating and being defeated.

When Wang Songxi heard that the boy he despised in front of him was highly praised by the swordsman, he was not convinced.

"Xie Yunliu, this is not a joke. In front of this invisible boy, 30 years later, can you compare to the legendary half-devil?"

"In this case, anyone says I don't believe it, but it's the sword. The predecessor is highly respected in the world. There is reason to say that it will not be blocked!"

There was a wave of discussion.

Regarding the old man's evaluation, Li Qizhou did not have any emotional fluctuations.

30 years in the mouth on the other side, far from him, too long.

He has absolute confidence, as long as he gets enough bones to turn himself into a sword, and finally, from the inside out, reverses the innate and reaches a dragon with a sword body comparable to a broken sword. His strength was enough to fight against Xie Yunliu. Strong.

He glanced at Wang Songxi, and Xiaofeng smiled faintly: "You are not very good, but you are very lucky." The ex prevents you from doing stupid things. ”

He ignored anyone and walked towards the martial arts hall.

The swordsman caressed his smile and watched him leave, continuing in the same direction, hanging behind him, walking in the same direction.

After the two left, Wang Songxi's face changed. He clenched his fists and said, "No way! This man is just an amateur repairman. How could he have so much strength? Thirty years. Inside, with the power of the beautiful Xie Yunliu, this is a fundamental fantasy......"

He muttered to himself, his heart fierce like a storm.

He is unacceptable to himself, a man who suddenly appears with strength and talent beyond him.

Luo Qi tiptoed over, nodded and said, "Son! The so-called saints are all worried, there must be losses, swordsmen are not saints, naturally there is a look, child, I don't see enough to be afraid!"

This person is good at observing words, and when he saw that Wang Songxi heard his words, his face improved a little, and he continued to fight hotly.

"I think this guy is just bluffing. If there is such a force, how can there be no name in the world, and it is easy to prove. ”

"How to verify??"

Wang Songxi's spirit is alive.

In his heart, naturally, he did not believe that the power of man was stronger than his own.

Luo Wei smiled slightly: "Son! I just said this person, this purpose is to participate in the election campaign for the elderly." The people who came here this time, what I know best is that they are all kendo overhauls and have a history of more than 30 years. He works with these people and can easily bring things to light......"

"yes! I need to see. Those who are praised by the swordsman have a little strength. ”

Wang Songxi walked in front of the team and walked in the direction of martial arts.

At this time, the sword house was already in place.

When Li Qizhou came here, the real battle of the strong had already arrived in the second half. More than 100 people from the Five Party Sword Field came and wiped out 90%, but more than 10 people remained.

Because of this election, there are a total of ten members of the Sword Sect, so now that the battle has come to the present, most of these people are locked in the hands of the elders in advance.

Well, it's just a seat.

Li Jingzhou stood outside the stadium and quietly watched the qualifying match.

The power of these true powers does not come from his expectations. Everyone is a martial arts team. If you place it in the black sky, you will have the power of the Serapus Elder.

In his gaze, the strongest person, the strength was even on the same day, the old man of the Lu family who was swept by his sword, and this person's background was extraordinary. A thousand-year-old family in the Nujiang Sword Field is one of them. Figures of the old ancestors.

But this is the limit, it has not yet appeared. It has been bred to become an "Eight-Winged Elder".

This is also in his expectation, this level of strength, there is a fixed number in the world, the origin is not simple, the seat of the martial arts elder, it is difficult to impress this monk.

Coupled with this strength, the news is bound to be well-informed, and the old people behind the campaign will inevitably be blatantly hidden, and naturally they will not be willing to give people a chance.

"What do you think of the strength of these people?"

The voice came from behind Lee's boat, it was the old man with the sword.

"Very well! They are all masters in the world, at least they are Megatron's kendo overhauls. If it weren't for the Sword Sect to hold this event, the whole world would not believe in the power of this master, the world is so big. "The voice of the ancient well said that there were no waves.

The old man smiled and said, "If you divide this kingdom of truth into four echelons, then the ten people in front of you are powerful, but they can be ranked as the fourth echelon. ”

Li Zhou listened and was curious: "So strong! In the end, he is in the third echelon, or even the second echelon, what kind of master?"

Although he had some judgment in his heart, he still wanted to hear the old man's expression.

The old man caressed the shipwreck and said, "I said that the strongmen of the four echelons have hope of winning the sword kingdom. They explain the realm of returning to the real world. No more than 10% are not included in this list. If you don't have the opportunity to stand up to the sky, the basic reward is the end, and it's hard to go far......"

Li Qizhou nodded slightly when he heard this, and secretly agreed with this person.

The old man continued: "As for this realm, the strongest third echelon is very rare in the world, according to my old friend Xue Candle, there are currently about thirty people alive. ”

"There, after the age of 200, it's 30 percent. If you are over 100 years old, you will account for 60%. If you're under 100 years old, you won't be more than 5 fingers ......"