The early morning time passed leisurely in the terrifying forging and fierce competition, and in the afternoon, Mo Fan and other children were not idle, and were personally supervised by the elders of Lin Village, and carried out two hundred miles of weight-bearing runs and long-distance swimming, and finally stopped in front of the destination, a giant quicksand waterfall that resembled a waterfall.

"Today... It was the second day after the village owner returned, and we specially changed our itinerary to come to this quicksand waterfall, presumably some people with good memories have already thought about what to do next......"

An old man in his seventies walked to the front of the crowd, and without seeing how he moved, he rose up, floated straight in the air, and said loudly to the endless crowd below:

"Remind you all that here... It's the place where the village master cultivates!"

Hearing this, many of the children showed puzzled expressions on their faces, and they had never seen the village owner, as if they could not imagine the meaning of the old man's words.

And many people who lived in Lin Village a year ago, after hearing the old man's words, all showed a look of expectation, staring at the sand waterfall in front of them with fiery eyes, and even their eyes became uncalm!

"What kind of place is this, Angkor, the flowing sand and stone waterfall looks so scary, how can it be cultivated!" A child from Linglong Pavilion looked at Wu Jiali in front of him and asked with a frown.

"Yes, the village has never been here before. The other child answered.

"You are waiting for the elder's instructions to ......" Wu Jiali's eyes were blazing, and he said in a nostalgic tone, "Sha Waterfall, even I have been in the future for a long time, and the last time I practiced sword here was a year ago. By the way, you haven't met the village owner yet, have you?"

"I haven't seen it, village master...... What kind of person will he be?"

Hearing this, Wu Jiali's eyes fell into memory, and after a long time, he asked seriously: "Why is the Linglong Pavilion where we live called this name, have you ever thought about it?"

"Then don't you need to say, of course it's because of Miss Linglong!" Li Shi replied without hesitation.

"That's right, so in your opinion, is Sister Linglong amazing?"

"Hmm...... It's amazing, about twenty times as powerful as us!"

"Hehe," Wu Jiali smiled when he heard this answer, and said, "In my opinion, the village master is as powerful as a million Zhao Linglong. ”

"She's a man of heaven...!"

In addition to this place, there were bursts of discussion in many places in the thousands of children's groups, as if they were very indignant at the elder's behavior.

Just when there were more and more voices in the crowd, there was a strange sword sound in the sky, at the beginning, like the buzzing sound of mosquitoes, the sound was not loud, but it sounded strangely in everyone's ears, so that everyone knew that the winter cold was deep at this moment, and there would be no mosquitoes at all to move in this season, but they still couldn't help scratching their ears and touching their necks, turning their heads around, eager to find the source of that sound!

When it rises again, the sound of the sword is like a clear spring in the mountains, tinkling and ringing, and the boredom caused by the sound of mosquitoes in the hearts of thousands of children will be washed away.

When the sound of the sword was about to fall, suddenly a shocking sound sounded above the quicksand waterfall, and everyone was so frightened that they hurriedly looked, only to see a bottomless sword light appear from an unknown place in the sky, and with just one blow, the entire thousands of meters long giant waterfall was cut in two, and the incomparable sword power was engraved on the hard rock layer behind the waterfall!

The sword seal is like a huge "one" character.

The gentle woman's voice came slowly from the waterfall, and along with the sound of the falling sand falling, it woke up the thousands of children standing on the road.

"This sword is the famous skill of the previous Sword Pavilion Master, and its name is 'A Sword from the Southeast'!"

"Some people will wonder why the Sword Pavilion sitting in the Middle Domain can achieve such a high reputation in the world, there is obviously a horizontal Tianshan Mountain blocking the traffic between the five domains, resulting in no one being able to cross the Tianshan Mountain and enter the outer region. In this case, why can the sword of the Sword Pavilion still be passed down to the world?

That's right, that's the right answer in the textbooks. But there is another answer......"

"There are two things in this world that cannot be forbidden, one is the iron hoof of the land country, and the other is the merchant of the Heavenly Commercial Bank. ”

"A merchant can't afford to make a profit, and life is worth a lot, so a sword is also worth a lot. ”

"Here's my answer. The woman pointed to the waterfall, paused, and said, "My question is, who wants to learn such a sword?"

She didn't mean to let everyone remember the power of the sword just now, but to know who could practice the sword for decades under such a terrifying sand waterfall.

To this end, instead of picking out the top 10 teams in the big competition as before, she brought all the new and old faces in the village with her.

At this time, a child raised his hand firmly, it was Wang Wu, who had been swept away by Mo Fan on the martial arts stage before, he glanced at the little fat man not far away, and his eyes showed a touch of hatred.

It was because of the other party's random punch that he became the laughing stock of the entire Linglong Pavilion, and now, he is also nicknamed "Flying King Martial Arts" by people with good deeds!

He didn't like such a shameful nickname at all.

He wants revenge, and this is a good opportunity.

Wang Wu was very grateful to the village lord for sending such a sword just when he needed to improve his strength!

"Little one...... Just dance another week, and I'll let you remember that punch the next big time...... And pay the price of blood for it!"

Wang Wu squeezed out of the crowd, and under the staring eyes of the elders, he walked step by step towards the surging sand waterfall.

He felt that there had never been a moment in his life when he was in the spotlight like now!

Then, this high-profile child was buried under the sandfall forever, never to be turned back again.

His life ended at the most glorious moment, with a deep hatred for Mo Fan and Yun'er.

In the distance, the Seventh Elder looked at the surging sand waterfall and said calmly: "It's a pity, that is the weakest sand waterfall impact zone prepared for the Gui group, and it is a pity that such a child from Group B did not succeed in the challenge." ”

Obviously, he didn't have any regrets, and even said something disdainful.

Looking at the man who never floated up again, and the sand waterfall rolling and tumbling behind him, many eager children suddenly stopped moving forward and silently retracted their feet.

Growing up in Lin Village, they all yearn to become stronger, but no one is stupid enough to die in order to become stronger!

In the moment when the crowd was quiet, there was again a sound of determined footsteps.

Da Zhuang slowly walked out of the crowd, and after asking the elders about the location of the sand waterfall prepared by the elder for Group D, he walked straight to the waterfall belt!

Last year, he was an inaccessible body refiner, and he could only cultivate in the waterfall belt of his own group, although it was already a little beyond the scope of his strength, but he still survived with his tenacious willpower, and he came to the present step by step!

Thanks to the blessing of the Sand Waterfall cultivation that gritted his teeth a few times, he learned one-fifth of the 'One Sword of Pei Ran', and now he can use a rudiment, and he has achieved a proud record of winning a hundred battles among all the new fighters, and it can be said that he is invincible!

In this way, he went all the way from his own group to Group C, this kind of result, he couldn't have imagined it a year ago!

The people he defeated were all new children who had never experienced the Sand Waterfall practice, so he deeply understood what the Sand Waterfall meant to him.

This is a straight road to the strong, as long as it withstands the test of will, it can lead people to invincibility...!

"Do you want to choose Group D?" the Seventh Elder asked. He had seen the tenacity of Da Zhuang a year ago, so he didn't want him to bury himself because of his momentary ambition.

"Yes Elder, I have no hesitation!"

Da Zhuang replied softly, turned over and jumped, and blatantly plunged into the sand waterfall!

"Oh my God, he really dared to jump in, or jumped into the D-Group Sand Waterfall that was much more powerful than just now!"

"Which child is this? If he doesn't die one day, he will become a great talent!"

The group of children on the side of the road remembered whispers one after another, and everyone was discussing whether Da Zhuang could withstand the baptism of the sand waterfall.

Most people thought that it was impossible for him to succeed, and they all felt a little sorry for this courageous child, and only a few people smiled at the corners of their mouths, firmly believing that Da Zhuang would succeed.

Because they will succeed, they also choose to believe that others will succeed.

"Oh my God, he's been sinking for a few seconds, he's not already dead!"

"Look there, is there a figure floating up, I look like a big man!"

"Damn, I look like a snake. ”

"It's a snake, and there's a sand snake under the sand fall! It's a trap! Don't be fooled!" A little boy was already frightened by such a strong refining body, and began to talk wildly in the crowd.

"That snake swam north, doesn't it mean that there are people there?"

"Really, that's Da Zhuang! He managed to surface and withstood the first wave of sand falls!"

"Don't be too happy, there's still a sand snake......"

Da Zhuang, who was floating in the sand, was injured all over his body, and the gravity of the first wave of sand waterfall flying thousands of meters fell on him, directly killing half of his life, and the remaining half of his life was also lost under the squeeze of the gravel.

The most terrifying thing is that the ubiquitous sand seems to have spirituality, desperately drilling into his wounds, rubbing every inch of his skin, as if being bitten by thousands of rats at the same time!

The heavy feeling of lethargy eroded his consciousness, making him only want to sleep with his eyes closed, but he knew that he could not choose to give up, because once he lost consciousness under the sand waterfall, it would represent absolute death and destruction, sinking in the endless sea of sand, becoming the nourishment of sand snakes and sand crocodiles, and not even leaving a single dry bone!

He recalled the feeling of countless desperate fights in the past, controlled his body to rise and fall in the sea of sand, held the sword in both hands, and gently recited the sword technique.

At this moment, everything in the world seemed to be far away from him.

All he had in his eyes was his sword and a sand snake rushing at him.

"Please ...... Sword Pavilion"

"A sword!" he said silently in his mind.

Then, a sword light that couldn't be faster slashed through the sand and slashed at the sand snake!

It's as fast as ignoring the sea of sand.

Or maybe it's because there is no sand in the eyes of the person who wielded it.

"Well...... This is a good seedling, he can surpass his own strength and stick to kendo in the sand waterfall, which proves that he has good willpower, write down his name, and focus on training in the future. ”

A middle-aged man in his forties said slowly to a small guy beside him.

The little guy held the pen, ink, paper and inkstone in his hand, and carefully recorded every word the middle-aged man said.

With the success of Da Zhuang, more and more children chose the corresponding sand waterfall belt and rushed into the sand sea bravely!

Some people succeeded, floating up and down in the sea of sand, and every time they surfaced, they would see a sword shadow dancing at the highest point in the sky, and a gentle female voice echoed in their ears, slowly telling the sword trick.

Some people fail and never float up again, and together with their lifelong dreams and beliefs, they sink into the boundless sea of sand, and are slowly forgotten by the world.

"Little one, which sand waterfall are you going to go to?"

Mo Fan was holding a wooden sword that had been newly folded from a peach tree branch on the side of the road, and was playing with it curiously, when a charming voice suddenly sounded in his ears, and he turned around and found that it was Linglong who had a relationship in the morning.

The other party is only seven or eight years old, but he is already more than two heads taller than him, and his slightly bulging small breasts are like lotus tips, stretching an intoxicating arc under the girl's deliberate lazy waist.

"If you're sleepy, you'll have to sleep, big sister!"

"Young man...... It's my sister's time to ask questions, huh?" the girl sighed, leaned down and approached Mo Fan, and without the latter noticing, she stretched out her little hand and gently picked his chin.

"Babble, it's so itchy!" Xiao Mofan jumped away in one step, frowning and looking at the girl in front of him, not understanding what the other party meant by doing this.

He shook his fist heavily and said viciously: "It's good to help in the morning, but if you don't behave in the afternoon, you have to spank!"

"Hehe, it's not big, but it's not small. ”

"Hmph, curse you for wetting the bed tonight!"

Hearing this childish curse, Linglong smiled charmingly, her figure flashed suddenly, and at the moment when Mo Fan didn't react at all, she gently patted his head twice, and retreated back to the place with a smile.

Mo Fan frowned and was silent.

Two pats on his head are stronger than a pat, and a light pat is much stronger!

He couldn't guess the strength of the woman in front of him.

Yes, in the face of Linglong, Mo Fan needs to use the word 'guess' to estimate the strength of the other party.

This is a very strong girl.

Just when Mo Fan was thinking about how strong this girl was, Yun'er on the side walked by with her little head on her back, her eyes eager to look at the sky, and she spat out coldly: "Shameless!"

No one knew who she was talking about, either Mo Fan or Linglong.

Or is it a ...... of both?