The essence of combat is killing, and killing does not require complex skills, only simple and effective. Combat is the easiest and most effective way to defeat or kill an enemy.

Thousands of sword moves into one sword, that is, to simplify the complex, all the power is contained in one move, and the combat effectiveness is naturally improved. This is probably the true meaning of the secret method of combat.

At this time, the battle was over, and those who caught more than 100 moves of the battle puppet were left, and those who had less than 100 moves were eliminated.

In the arena, there were only twenty-seven people left.

Wang Qian, Bai Qiuyun, Bai Xiaohu, Zhao Qiu'er, Fan Xiaowei, Qin Shan, Zhou Li, Zhu Jiu, these people Su Ziyu all had a little influence, and the other eighteen people didn't know each other.

Pillars of light appeared, and twenty-seven people disappeared into the arena.

It is still an arena with ten stone pillars on the edge and nine stone walls. The images on each stone wall are also inconsistent, and the number is inconsistent, and they are essentially long swords.

On the first stone wall, there is only one long sword, which occupies the entire area of the stone wall.

On the second stone wall, there are two long swords.

The third stone wall has three long swords.

And so on.

There are nine long swords on the ninth stone wall.

"Congratulations to all of you for passing the assessment and successfully entering the fourth layer!

The voice of the spirit of the secret realm suddenly rang out, and it was accompanied by points of light falling from the sky.

Su Ziyu stretched out his hand to catch the point of light floating towards him, and there were nine prayer beads inside. The rosary is the size of a thumb and is translucent, with a golden dot inside.

"I don't know what this rosary is for?" Su Ziyu thought, waiting for the spirit of the secret realm to speak.

"The purpose of the virtual arena is to screen out geniuses with combat talent to receive the legacy. The voice of the spirit of the secret realm sounded slowly, "This is also the meaning of the existence of the secret realm, in the secret realm, there are many ancient inheritances, as long as you have talent, you have the opportunity to obtain it." ”

"The fourth floor of the virtual arena is the place where everyone's combat talent is truly tested, as long as you pass the test, you can obtain the battle inheritance. ”

"There are nine stone walls in the arena, and each stone wall contains the fighting intent left by the supreme being, and the only thing you can do is to fight, keep fighting, until you succeed!"

As soon as the spirit of the secret realm finished announcing the rules of the test, the voice disappeared, but everyone knew that the spirit of the secret realm was watching them out of sight.

After pondering for a while, Su Ziyu came to the stone wall of the nine long swords, and carefully looked at the nine long swords on the stone wall, but he couldn't see anything.

Obviously, this is not the same as the stone wall on the third floor.

Just watching can't trigger the battle intent on the stone wall, so how to trigger it, do you also have to use the intent.

Su Ziyu thought about it, walked to the stone wall, stretched out his hand and pressed it on the stone wall, and suddenly found himself on a gray battlefield.

There were several corpses lying at his feet, there were traces of destruction everywhere, and the tragic atmosphere enveloped Su Ziyu, and in front of him, a black-robed man had his back to him, holding a sword in his hand, and there was blood flowing on the sword.

Suddenly, the black-robed man turned around, but he didn't have a face. Being watched by the black-robed man, Su Ziyu had a feeling of being stared at by a snake and scorpion. At this time, the black-robed man moved, and he slowly raised his long sword.

Seeing the black-robed man raising his sword, Su Ziyu felt a threat for no reason, his body moved forward, drew his sword, and stabbed out with a move "Qinglian out of the water".

Burst!

The long sword pierced the body of the black-robed man as easily as piercing the cloth, and the black-robed man dissipated like smoke and appeared behind Su Ziyu, slashing down with a sword, splitting Su Ziyu in half.

In front of the stone wall, Su Ziyu only felt the pain in his mind as if he was stirred by a stick, and his face was also distorted. He sat on his knees, running the "Ming Dao Jade Heart Technique" to relieve the pain, and then found that his soul had actually grown a little.

This discovery made Su Ziyu ecstatic, and when he recovered, he threw himself into battle. While fighting, Su Ziyu summed up his combat experience and formed his own fighting style.

On the dim battlefield, Bai Qiuyun was dressed in white, which was very conspicuous, but he didn't care, what he cared about was the figure standing on the canopy in front of him.

It was a black-robed man, faceless, carrying a long sword, looking up at the heavens, as if waiting for someone.

Bai Qiuyun looked at the black-robed man, saluted respectfully, and then pulled out his sword, he was not a person who drew his sword easily, but he knew in his heart that in the face of the black-robed man, there was no difference between drawing a sword earlier and drawing a sword later.

The long sword is unsheathed, which is the strongest trick. Because ordinary moves are useless against black-robed people.

The sword light was like a swimming dragon, and it pounced on the black-robed man in the canopy.

The black-robed man glanced down and grasped the hilt of the sword, and with a flash of white light, the stegosaurus shattered inch by inch and dissipated into the air.

Bai Qiuyun glanced down at the wound on his chest, and his consciousness disappeared into the battle space.

In front of the stone wall, Bai Qiuyun rubbed his eyebrows, relieving the pain, and at the same time thinking about how to crack the sword move of the black-robed man.

On the other side, Bai Xiaohu's consciousness broke away from the battle space, and he subconsciously glanced at Su Ziyu who was not far away. They are facing the ninth stone wall at the same time, and it is inevitable that there will be competition.

Seeing that Su Ziyu was immersed in the battle, Bai Xiaohu took out an elixir from his arms and swallowed it, refining his skills, and quickly recovering his concussive mind.

The mind is the most mysterious existence in the human body, and it has many names, such as what soul sea, consciousness space, soul home, soul starry sky, will origin, etc., all refer specifically to the mind.

The mind is not only complex and mysterious, but it is also the most difficult to cultivate, and there are very few pills that can be applied to the mind. However, Bai Xiaohu was lucky, when he was on the second floor, he got a storage ring from a certain demon beast cave, which contained a bunch of pills, including the pills that restored the soul.

In front of the fourth stone wall, there were three people sitting cross-legged, among which was a gray-haired and white-faced man, his eyes were closed, his teeth were clenched, and his forehead was covered with sweat, and he was at a critical moment.

Suddenly, the gray-haired man's body trembled, and he regained his composure, and even the sweat on his head was gone. The man's closed eyes opened a slit, looked left and right, and then closed suddenly.

In his sea of consciousness, the waves were surging, as if the sky was falling apart, and as a golden figure rose from the bottom of the sea of consciousness, the sea of consciousness returned to peace.

The golden figure fused with the gray-haired man's soul, obtained all the memories, and knew the time and space region where he was, and couldn't help but sigh. He looked at the stone wall and saw the faceless black-robed man, and with a wave of his hand, he scattered the black-robed man.

"Wait for me, I'll come back to save you!"

The golden figure whispered and entered the cultivation.

Above the arena, out of everyone's sight, a gray monkey looked down at everyone, with an inexplicable color in his eyes.

I don't know how long it took, Su Ziyu's consciousness left the battle space, and he saw a pink face in front of him.

As if frightened by Su Ziyu's sudden opening of his eyes, the owner of the face jumped back and forth, it turned out to be Bai Qiuyun's niece Bai Xiaohu.

Su Ziyu glanced at Bai Xiaohu strangely a few times, and then began to cultivate the "Ming Dao Jade Heart Technique" to strengthen his soul.

Seeing that Su Ziyu didn't hold himself accountable, Bai Xiaohu made a grimace, jumped up and ran to Bai Qiuyun's side, put a pill on Bai Qiuyun's finger, and walked away with a grin.