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Zhang Xiaotian grabbed a trace of the gap that Lu Jun couldn't react to, and cut into the "Thousand Machines Change" between the knife momentums, and the sword light was empty, like a misty cloud.

The clouds and mountains were covered with mist, and the slightest trace was lingering in my heart, and then the thunder and light brought indescribable desolation and sadness, which lit up in the clouds.

Lu Jun was irritable for no reason, and Zhang Xiaotian's mood was indescribably calm.

The win is decided!

Three swords in a row, all of them hit the key place where Lu Jun's sword momentum changed, Lu Jun took three steps back, and finally was judged negative by the rune array before the blade wrapped in bright electric light was inserted into his chest, and the whole person appeared outside the ring after a flash.

Lu Jun stood there, not silent, not because he couldn't stand the blow of failure, but because he was recalling the scene of the fight just now, immersed in every subtle change.

This is what he must do after every battle - a post-battle summary, but this time it is particularly urgent, it is really the yin and yang changes contained in Zhang Xiaotian's sword just now that touched him.

Zhang Xiaotian, who stepped out of the ring, looked at this person, and went to the fifth floor without saying a word.

Surprisingly, the fifth, sixth, and seventh floors of the tower were unguarded, and Zhang Xiaotian and his party easily climbed the stairs.

Is the test over?

Naturally, it won't be that simple.

On the eighth floor, the same ring appeared in front of everyone's eyes again.

Lu Wenjun, who was on the ninth floor of the Star Tower, shook his head, he was forced to give up the three-layer ring by a newcomer, and it was also Lu Jun's martial arts progress that he and Hong Shaowu expected, and the strength of the fifth, sixth, and seventh layer defenders was not as good as him, but keeping it would make this Zhang Xiaotian famous.

So after Zhang Xiaotian defeated Lu Jun, Lu Wenjun and Hong Shaowu discussed it for a while, and the two decided to remove the defenders of the fifth, sixth, and seventh layers, and directly let Sun Wenhuai of the eighth layer fight Zhang Xiaotian.

Seeing Zhang Xiaotian's figure emerging from the stairs, Lu Wenjun suddenly turned around and asked Li Tianyuan, "Tianyuan, do you think Sun Wenhuai can stop Zhang Xiaotian?" ”

It was the first time he had an uncertain thought.

Li Tianyuan thought for a while, shook his head and said, "To be honest, I'm not sure!" ”

Hong Shaowu didn't say anything, but his face was a little unsightly.

Originally, this test as a traditional practice was to suppress the newcomers, so that the newcomers would not feel how great they were because they were able to enter the Spark Project, and there were many geniuses here.

But what if the newcomer wins all the way?

It seems like this hasn't happened in nearly fifty years, right?

After all, the Spark Project is a place where elites gather, and there are people who win one or two games, and it is already rare to have more than three.

In the eighth floor of the Star Picking Tower, no newcomer has reached this position in fifty years.

Hong Shaowu wanted to take action himself, but he was still reluctant to do so.

Now I can only look at Sun Wenhuai.

On the eighth floor of the ring, Sun Wenhuai, who was dressed in black, stood in the ring and looked curiously at the direction of the stairs, only to see a tall and straight young man strolling up, his posture and movements were all chic and smooth, and his simple movements seemed to form an inseparable whole with the surrounding environment, which was extremely harmonious and excluded foreign objects!

"You are Zhang Xiaotian?"

"It's me."

Zhang Xiaotian also looked at the black-clothed young man in the ring curiously, only to see that this person was of medium stature, with fair skin like a woman, handsome appearance, and a cinnabar mole on his eyebrows was very eye-catching.

But this person is definitely not a delicate and weak character, otherwise he would not be standing on the eighth floor of this Star Picking Tower.

He was standing there at the moment, looking at Zhang Xiaotian condescendingly, holding a long knife in his hand, his momentum was strong and condensed, like a demon god.

"Come on!"

Sun Wenhuai pointed his finger at Zhang Xiaotian, and the battle spirit in his heart was soaring, for him, it doesn't matter whether he can hold the ring or not, a good opponent is the most important thing.

Zhang Xiaotian jumped into the ring with a smile, hugged his fists and said, "I didn't ask ...... for advice"

"My name is Sun Wenhuai."

The young man in black also hugged his fists, but there was no hostility.

"Please!"

"Please!"

When the words fell, the two figures blurred instantly, and then a knife and a sword collided together, making a clanging sound, like a bead falling on a jade plate.

The two of them fought fast, and the entire ring was full of swords and swords, one after another, life and death, and almost no one of the warriors watching the battle could grasp the exact position of the two, only to see the illusory shadows walking and destroying in the ring.

When ——!

A long sound of gold and iron rang out, and the two figures, one black and one white, suddenly separated, and Sun Wenhuai's black figure jumped into the air, and the scimitar in his hand fluttered lightly.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Zhang Xiaotian saw a bright moon fly out of the blade, and the clear moonlight like water completely covered his sword momentum, and quickly spread in the direction of Zhang Xiaotian.

This is Sun Wenhuai's fundamental martial art - Mingyue Sword Technique!

The invincible sword momentum in Zhang Xiaotian's hand is like a leaf in the sea at this moment, and it disappears without a trace when a wave goes down.

Sun Wenhuai's gaze continued to extend forward with the light of the sword like the moon, and he looked at Zhang Xiaotian waving the long sword in his hand as if he wanted to resist, with an awe-inspiring expression, "It's useless, as long as there is a gap, my sword light can penetrate into it, because it is essentially moonlight!" ”

This is the peculiarity of the Bright Moon Knife Technique - the knife turns into light!

The sea of sword light spread in all directions, occupying the entire ring in an instant, and everyone watching the battle in front of the water curtain only felt a cold momentum rushing towards them, and many warriors who were not strong enough couldn't help but retreat, stunned.

Such a strong knife technique, through the water curtain, can have such a great impact on people's mood, and Zhang Xiaotian, who is facing it, doesn't know how much pressure he has to bear!

"Sun Wenhuai's knife is becoming more and more detailed, but if he wants to really turn the knife into light, he is still not nuanced enough!" Chen Jiashan commented.

"It's already good, at his age, at his level, it's not easy to get to this point! Since the establishment of the company, there have been not a hundred but eighty martial artists who have cultivated this "Bright Moon Sword Technique", but the fastest one to enter the country is Sun Wenhuai! ”

Lu Yu has a high opinion of Sun Wenhuai.

In the Star Picking Tower, Li Xiaoyu covered her mouth the moment the sword light was issued, and her current strength could clearly feel the power of this knife, and she couldn't help but worry about Zhang Xiaotian.

Seeing the tide-like sword light completely submerge Zhang Xiaotian.

The worry in my heart is even greater!

Although she knew that with the protection of the ring's talisman array, Zhang Xiaotian would not be seriously injured or die, but she couldn't help but worry in her heart, worried that he would not be able to block the sword light, that he would be injured, and that his state of mind would be hit......

Obviously, this should be the concern is chaos!

At this moment, the entire ring was filled with clear sword light, and there was not a trace of gap, Sun Wenhuai's sword technique was so strong.

On the top floor of the Star Picking Tower, Lan Tianxin's brows frowned slightly, while Hong Shaowu and Lu Wenjun were staring at the water curtain not very calmly, Li Tianyuan was leaning against the wall, his eyes glancing at the water curtain from time to time, I don't know what he was thinking?

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