Winter in the mountains seems to be a little colder than outside.

The cold wind playfully stroked the broken hair on the sideburns, sometimes on the door of the head, sometimes in front of the eyelids.

Tighten the clothes on his body hard, even in the Arctic Ice Field, he has never felt so cold.

"Boy, make a move. ”

The dull sound sounds as if it is enveloped in a large bell, and it makes people unconsciously have the illusion of buzzing in their minds.

"Hmph, don't be complacent, even if you lose, I won't let you win too easily. ”

Pulling out the sword on his back, the look on Tian Yuan's face was very nervous.

Hearing Tian Yuan's words, Li Xiaoyao in the audience didn't have time to praise Tian Yuan, and he was instigated by his very hard confession in the second half of the sentence.

"This guy is also a talent!"

Shaking his head slightly, Li Xiaoyao said to himself with a helpless smile.

On the other side, regarding Tian Yuan's reaction and the hard words that he decided that he had lost before he fought, Zhang Wuchen's people on the side also changed their expressions. The originally serious look couldn't help but become very embarrassed.

Facing the gazes cast around him, everyone's expressions seemed to be saying that Tian Yuan on the stage didn't know him, and he was not a disciple of Liulifeng.

"Haha, you're very self-aware, boy. ”

Compared to the light spirit long sword used by most of the disciples of the Sword Soul Sect, the burly Sun Mingcheng was carrying a giant sword that was a man tall in his hand.

The length of the sword is about five feet, and with the hilt, it is almost six feet long. The blades on both sides are not sharp, but the thick special metal material shines with a faint metallic glow in the sun.

With a silly smile on his face, Sun Mingcheng's words fell, and then his body showed a kind of sharpness that was completely inconsistent with his bulky size.

Although it was not as amazing as Han Ling'er against Zhang Tian before, Sun Mingcheng, who was on his back and waist, was like a meteorite falling from the sky, driving an amazing wind to rush towards him.

The giant sword in his hand that was no less than a hundred catties was raised, and a black shadow instantly rose, directly enveloping Tian Yuan in front of him.

"I'm going, I'm really unlucky to get home, so I can't die and meet this famous Sun madman. ”

The expression on his face gradually became a little bitter, Tian Yuan clenched the sword in his hand, but he complained vigorously in his heart.

I think that when the master informed him that he and his senior brother Bai Yu participated in the mountain gate competition this time, he was still excited in his heart, thinking that his strength had improved so much, and this time he could finally have a chance to show his skills.

In particular, thinking that he could show his beauty in front of Senior Sister Min'er, his heart was like countless deer rampage, and he was so excited that he didn't sleep well for the past two days.

However, now that he saw that the monster he encountered in the first battle was Sun Mingcheng, his heart instantly fell to the bottom.

"Stupid, if you don't hurry up, no matter how panicked, you really won't even have the power to fight back. ”

Offstage, sitting with Zhang Min, Qin Mo let out a low snort in his mouth, and scolded angrily with a look of hating iron but not steel.

In comparison, Bai Yu on the other side didn't show too much expression. just looked at Tian Yuan on the stage quietly, and there was a hint of thought between his eyebrows.

"Shut up!"

Perhaps influenced by Qin Mo's words, Zhang Min's face also had a very disdainful expression. On weekdays, what she dislikes the most is this average-looking and stupid Tian Yuan.

Just when Zhang Min and Qin Mo were discussing in a whisper, Zhang Wuchen, who was sitting at the front, had a cold face, glared at the two of them with a very ugly expression, and scolded in a low voice.

"Whew......"

Seeing that Tian Yuan was about to become the soul of the giant sword in Sun Mingcheng's hand, suddenly a faint light flashed, and Tian Yuan, who was originally standing in front of him, disappeared under Sun Mingcheng's sword out of thin air.

"It's kind of interesting!"

With a sword slashing into the air, a smile suddenly appeared on Sun Mingcheng's face. His tongue licked his slightly dry lips, and then a faint glint quickly flashed in his eyes.

Looking at the giant sword in his hand, Sun Mingcheng smiled and muttered to himself.

"Naruto Sword ......"

At the moment when Sun Mingcheng slashed through the air with a sword, suddenly a strong fire energy quickly spread in the air.

Almost as long as a person with a little combat experience perceives this sudden abnormal fire energy, he will instinctively make countermeasures.

With his back to Tian Yuan, who had already appeared behind him, the corners of Sun Mingcheng's mouth flashed with a very confident look.

The giant sword in his hand was raised high, but instead of aiming at Tian Yuan behind him, he slashed down heavily at his feet.

"Bad ......"

Such an unexpected scene almost surprised Li Xiaoyao in the rear and Bai Yu sitting in front at the same time.

It's just that their exclamation can't remind Tian Yuan in the ring.

With a deafening loud bang, a thick dust mist rose from the ring with Sun Ming as the center.

The entire stand, under the rapidly rising dust and fog and loud noise, could feel a slight tremor.

"Epee ......"

With another burst of applause, the giant sword in Sun Mingcheng's hand was raised again, this time, its target was no longer the ground, but a very embarrassed figure in the dust and mist raised.

The sword light is not as colorful and fancy, it is a little gray and black, and there is a feeling of low and depressive when you look at it.

The majestic momentum, accompanied by the appearance of this sword light, also instantly enveloped the entire ring.

Before the fire spiritual power originally gathered in the body was completely condensed and formed, it was shattered by Sun Mingcheng's terrifying blow. At the same time, because the process of gathering spiritual power was interrupted, Tian Yuan also received a trace of spiritual power because of this.

Hurriedly using the spiritual power in his body to suppress the backlash that continued to spread, Tian Yuan had to quickly escape from the vibration circle created by the other party. Otherwise, you will have to fall into infinite passivity.

And when he was dodging, Sun Mingcheng didn't mean to stop at all. The giant sword in his hand was raised, and a gray-black training session condensed with his shout, turning into a life-threatening training and rushing towards Tian Yuan.

Feeling the power contained in the other party's blow, Tian Yuan knew very well in his heart that even if he had repeatedly made breakthroughs in his cultivation during this period of time, compared with a famous genius like Sun Mingcheng, the gap was still very huge.

Although the area of the ring is large, under the dust and fog created by Sun Mingcheng, the space that can be left for Tian Yuan's reaction is very limited.

Seeing that he couldn't dodge the other party's sword, Tian Yuan's face couldn't help but show a trace of hideousness.

"Hmph, big deal, Lao Tzu fought with you. ”

With a low cry in his mouth, Tian Yuan suddenly stopped his dodging figure, but turned around with a fierce light and met the gray-black sword that was slashing at the other party.

"Sword Spirit: Whisper!"

A very faint cyan halo quickly rose in his eyes, and Tian Yuan's mouth sounded softly, and suddenly, there seemed to be a faint breeze drifting from all around.

It is also strange to say that the dust and mist, which could not be blown away by the howling cold wind, began to become faint under the gentle breeze.

In just a few breaths, the ring that was originally difficult to see clearly has now regained its previous clarity.

As for the dust created by Sun Mingcheng's sword, it quickly disappeared.

His gaze fell on the gray-black sword that was about to split on his body, and a faint cyan light continued to rise from Tian Yuan's body. Walking towards the gray-black sword, every time he took a step forward, the cyan light on his body seemed to be more intense.

At the same time, the sword in his hand had already turned into a turquoise long sword at this moment, like a jewel, very gorgeous.

With the abnormality on Tian Yuan's body, a brisk chirp began to emanate from the sword in his hand. It seems that this sword at this moment is as if it has come to life.

"Sword Soul Awakening!"

Seeing the abnormality on Tian Yuan's body and the cyan light emitted from the sword in his hand, Zhang Wuchen and the others in the audience watched all this almost dumbfounded.

One of the middle-aged men who looked forty or fifty years old trembled slightly, and his mouth couldn't hide the joy in his heart, and said tremblingly.

As the middle-aged man's words fell, the rest of the people also understood what was happening to Tian Yuan at the moment. Moreover, they were all excited.

Sword Soul Awakening, for the people of the Sword Soul Sect, what does this word represent, it is too important.

"He actually awakened the sword soul at this time? What kind of shit luck did he go......"

Sitting behind Zhang Wuchen and the others, Bai Yu's eyes revealed a faint smile. For Tian Yuan, he felt much better than Qin Mo.

In comparison, although Qin Mo on the side did not have much reaction on his face, he was already jealous of Tian Yuan in his heart. Because, if it is really as the uncles said, then from now on, I am afraid that I will no longer be able to suppress Tian Yuan.

"Boy, if you don't get out of the way quickly, if you continue like this, it's not something I can control. ”

Looking at Tian Yuan in front of him, he became a little weird, and a trace of displeasure flashed on Sun Mingcheng's face. He shouted angrily in a cold voice, and then raised the heavy sword in his hand again.

"Poof......

The majestic energy lingered on the gray-black sword light, and Tian Yuan's body was already shrouded in a faint cyan light. When the gray-black sword light collided with the cyan light, Li Xiaoyao below frowned tightly.

"Sword Swing ......"

Seeing that Sun Mingcheng seemed to want to kill him, the light on Li Xiaoyao's body flashed, accompanied by a light shout, and then another sword shadow crisscrossed the ring.