Generally speaking.

A set of sword scriptures is included and inherited, and it takes more than ten years or even decades of repeated deduction and polishing before it can finally be settled.

Every move and style is the result of thousands of tempers, especially the Dragon Sword Sutra, as the town school of the Tibetan Sword Villa, it is not an exaggeration to describe it as impeccable.

But these changes made by Ye Haotian are like seeing the sun through the clouds, putting the finishing touch, and elevating this set of sword scriptures to a higher realm, when he finished practicing these eighty-one styles, Ye Donglai knew that the original Dragon Sword Sutra still has so many flaws, for the masters who have practiced this set of sword techniques present, what kind of swordsmanship performance is this, it is clearly a lesson for them.

Ye Donglai didn't know how Ye Haotian did it, but he knew that in this short time of half a cup of tea, his comprehension of kendo had improved a lot, and in addition to standing up and applauding, he really didn't know how to express the excitement and shock in his heart.

Ye Haotian returned the sword to Ye Fu, who was already stunned, and said to the eight elders: "Haotian has finished playing the sword, and I will ask a few seniors to comment." ”

"It's amazing. ”

The eight of them were silent, and after a long time, the tallest elder in the middle spit out four words word by word.

"Beautiful. ”

"Seamless. ”

......

The evaluation given by the eight elders shocked the audience again.

When Ye Haotian heard these words of praise, his expression was still as calm as ever, and he did not show the slightest look of surprise.

The Dragon Sword Technique he used just now was an improved version of the one that had been modified after he was promoted to the Sword God, and now he was displayed in front of everyone, no matter how warm the applause he received, there was nothing to be proud of.

He was surrounded by his clan disciples, and it was naturally incumbent on him to have the opportunity to contribute to the family.

As for Ye Shenghu's hostility towards him, Ye Haotian didn't take it to heart at all.

He believed that from the attitudes of the people around him and the reactions of his grandfather, this arrogant guy should know what to do if he had a little brain.

But it turned out that Ye Haotian was a little too underestimated Ye Shenglong's hostility towards him.

"No matter how well you practice the moves, what's the use! After all, you're not a waste of the Condensation Realm!"

Everyone's appreciation made Ye Shenghu's jealousy and hatred of Ye Haotian even stronger, and his piercing voice once again entered the ears of the people around him, making many people's expressions freeze, and the expressions on their faces gradually became complicated.

Ye Shenghu is right, even if Ye Haotian is proficient in the Dragon Sword, what is the use?

Without the support of sufficient aura, he can't exert the true power of this set of swordsmanship at all, and it is completely useless.

Ye Haotian frowned and glanced at Ye Shenghu, sighed in his heart, did not respond to his provocation-for-tat, turned around and walked towards the stage.

The first Wenbi came to an end with Ye Haotian's appearance.

The list of forty outstanding disciples who will enter the martial arts competition has come out.

According to the rules of the martial arts competition, the names of these forty people will be written on a piece of paper, and they will be played in pairs by drawing, and the winner will enter the next round, and the loser will be eliminated directly.

Except for the chief steward Ye Fu and the eight elders, no one knew who these forty people were, but through the comments just now, everyone could also guess seven, seven, eight or eight, but whether Ye Haotian would be selected to enter the martial arts list became the focus of everyone's speculation and discussion.

"Young master, you are so powerful, even the owner of the village applauded you, and when you win the sword leader, you can't help but be a little barbaric." ”

Xiao Man's face is cloudy, happy and sad for a while, according to the rules of the villa, the disciples who enter the inheritance sequence will be served by specially trained maids, Ye Haotian took the sword leader, Xiao Man was naturally happy, but the little girl who has always been stupid, neither smart nor clever quickly thought of this terrible consequence, and immediately became worried.

Ye Haotian pretended to be embarrassed and thought about it, and said: "Then it's hard to say, this has to obey the arrangement of the owner, what's the matter, if the young master I really take the sword and don't want you, do you still want the young master to participate in the martial arts competition?"

Xiao Man's eyes were a little red, he bit his lip, and barely squeezed out a smile: "I think, if the young master takes the sword leader, no one will dare to look down on you anymore, even if Xiao Man can't take care of the young master, he is willing." ”

"Don't listen to the young master scare you, the young master doesn't want you, I want it. ”

Luo Linzhu, who was sitting in the chair, took Xiao Man's hand and glared dotingly at the only son who had repeatedly surprised her since she woke up.

The little maid immediately burst into tears and laughed, "Madame is the best for Xiaoman, Mrs. Xie." After speaking, he gave Ye Haotian a roll of his eyes.

"The second martial arts competition of the sword leader of the Tibetan Sword Villa officially began, and the first ones were Hu Feng and Yang Lin. ”

The chief steward, Ye Fu, took out two paper balls that had just been put in from the wooden box containing the forty lists, and read out the two names after unfolding them.

Hu Feng and Yang Lin are both monks of the fourfold condensation realm of the mountain villa, after the two took the stage, they drew their swords and fought together without saying a word, and after twenty moves, Yang Lin pinched his foot in the sword and kicked Hu Feng to the ground, and before the other party could get up, the saber was already on his neck.

"The first game is won by Yang Lin! The second game is played by Ye Xiaoquan and Zhao Baijin. ”

With Ye Fu's voice, a pair of selected mountain villa disciples took the stage one after another to duel.

Those who win are elated, and those who lose are depressed.

For the disciples of the villa, this kind of competition under the gaze of thousands of people is a good opportunity to get ahead, even if they can't win the sword leader, it is also a very face-saving thing to defeat the opponent, so they all tried their best to show themselves, and tried their best to leave a good impression on the owner of the village and several elders of the villa.

"In the next game, Ye Qingyang will fight, Su Liqun. ”

After a fivefold swordsman of the Condensation Realm was knocked to the ground by his opponent, Ye Fu called out the two people who would fight in the next group.

Su Liqun and Ye Qingyang were both cultivators of the sixfold Qi Condensation Realm, but in terms of comprehension and proficiency in the Dragon Sword Sutra, Su Liqun was much worse than Ye Qingyang, and he was knocked out of the saber in less than twenty rounds and was defeated.

The next one to take the stage is Ye Fenglan, her opponent is a five-fold swordsman of the Condensation Realm, Ye Fenglan's cultivation is one day higher than the opponent, and she has an overwhelming advantage from the beginning of the fight, after more than a dozen moves, the opponent was directly forced off the fighting platform and bowed his head to admit defeat.

Immediately following Ye Fenglan on the stage was Ye Shenghu, who stabbed the opponent of the six-fold Qi Condensation Realm with only five swords, and won easily.

"The last one, Fang Bin, Ye Haotian. ”

Since seeing Ye Haotian's superb swordsmanship in Wenbi, everyone has both expectations and regrets for him.

What I am looking forward to is that I hope he can enter the list of Wu Bi, but it is a pity that with his cultivation in the Qi Condensation Realm, it is impossible to be selected at all, after all, Wu Bi is still a cultivator.

As a group of people took the stage, the disciples of the mountain villa had lost hope for him, but his name appeared among the two people in the last group of battles.

"Lord Zhuang, I don't accept it!"

As soon as the sighs around him started, before Ye Haotian and Fang Bin took the stage, a clear shout suddenly sounded in the crowd.

With the voice, a tall and burly boy and a beautiful cloud flipped and landed lightly on the stage.