Text Chapter 158: The duel between the two great swordsmen

Zhang Jiawen heard Jia Jin's touching words, and immediately felt that he had taken out the storage bag with a little sample, and then collected it, with mixed feelings and a face, and the corners of his eyes began to glow a little.

"Senior Brother Jia, I... I really don't know what to say, but with your words, I must work hard to get the quota to enter the Red Scale Cave Mansion, otherwise I'm sorry for the kindness of my good friends and good brothers!"

While speaking, Zhang Jiawen leaned forward and hugged Jia Jin heavily.

The two of them acted like this, attracting many strange glances from the people around them, pointing and pointing, and Jia Jin also felt a little embarrassed, patted Zhang Jiawen's shoulder, and coughed dryly: "Okay, okay, almost, as if I have something to do with you." ”

Zhang Jiawen suddenly came to his senses at this time, and hurriedly pulled his body away: "In front of the public, it's really a little bad." ”

As soon as Jia Jin heard this, his body suddenly couldn't help but shrink back: "You can't do this in private, two big men hugging each other, what does it look like." ”

"Hahahaha......" Yan Qingqian was amused by the words of the two, and held Jing Jue's hand and smiled back and forth.

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Soon, the duel of the pending group has begun, Jia Jin admitted defeat to Zhang Jiawen as promised, Tao Xian also easily won the opponent, and the two successfully entered the top 20 of the foundation building.

After the end of the duel of the ten pending groups, all the top 20 people in the Zhuji Huiwu were settled, nine people from the Heavenly Punishment Sect and eleven people from the Hongru faction, and these twenty people also had to draw lots to fight each other, and they were divided into a winner's group and a loser's group.

The upper bracket can take the lead in competing for five top-10 spots, while the lower bracket is deciding the five people to be eliminated, so this matchup is very important, and it may be getting closer and closer to the place to enter the Red Scale Cave Mansion, and it may not be far from elimination.

In this draw, Jing Jue drew the Hongru faction woman who had fought against Xue Changan before-Yao Caicai, this Yao Caicai does have some strength, and he can come back to life when he arrives in the pending group, and now he is standing here, however, this is not difficult for Jing Jue to win.

But Yan Qingqian didn't have such good luck, his opponent in this round was Zhu Tong, that guy was also the first person to build the foundation of the Hongru faction, Yan Qingqian wanted to win him, it was almost impossible.

Originally, Jing Jue thought that Yan Qingqian would be depressed for a while, but she didn't expect that she always had a smile on her face, I don't know if it was influenced by Jia Jin, but now she is also relieved, claiming that she can enter the top 20 of the Zhuji Martial Arts, she is already very satisfied, and said that she will take the initiative to admit defeat when she goes to the martial arts competition.

After Tao Xian's catastrophe, good luck continued, and this time the lottery was a person with a low strength of the Hongru faction, and the chance of winning was very big.

However, Zhang Jiawen ushered in a tough battle this time, and the opponent he drew was a kendo master of the Hongru faction, and his strength was comparable to him, but he was full of confidence and thought that he could win.

also has to fight a tough battle, as well as Xue Changan, his opponent this time is not bad, and his own cultivation has reached the late stage of foundation building, if he doesn't use all his strength, I'm afraid it will be difficult to win.

In the first round of the first twenty duels, Yan Qingqian and Tao Xian took the stage at the same time, both of them ended quickly, and there was no suspense, Yan Qingqian came to the stage and directly admitted defeat, and Tao Xian also solved the opponent within five moves.

The strength of the other three rings is very different, and it will be over after a while, and the first round of the top 20 is almost nothing to watch.

The second round came, Jing Jue, Xue Changan, and Zhang Jiawen went into battle, and two of the evenly matched duels made people look forward to it.

In the cheers of everyone, the three of them all came to the stage, at this time, Jing Jue looked flat, looked at Yao Caicai standing opposite him, and saw that the other party was relieved and had no intention of fighting, so he knew that this duel was estimated to be unable to continue.

Sure enough, the two sides were ready, and after the referee took a stand, Yao Caicai directly announced that he would admit defeat.

Afterwards, everyone came to Zhang Jiawen's martial arts platform to watch the battle, Jing Jue looked up and saw that the two of them on the stage were both pulling out their long swords, competing against each other, their eyes were full of coldness, like two bulls about to fight, no one obeyed anyone!

"Zhang Jiawen, I've heard of you, it is said that your swordsmanship is good!" Zhang Jiawen's opponent was dressed in the disciple uniform of the Hongru faction, with a bun on his head, and a strand of green silk hanging from his forehead, which was placed on half of his face, looking a little elegant.

"You are the famous Tang Wanquan? Indeed, as outsiders say, there is a bit of heroism, but I don't know if the sword in your hand is really like the rumored three swords breaking the green mountains. Listening to the man's salty words, Zhang Jiawen also replied lightly at this time.

"Try?" Tang Wanquan heard the sound and smiled slightly, looking very confident.

"Naturally, you want to try, is it difficult to admit defeat?" Zhang Jiawen also smiled, and then took the lead in making a move, the whole body swept into the air, and the sword intent rose to the ground, like a dignified wind, spread out on the entire martial arts field, blowing the strands of hair in front of the Tang Wanquan's forehead swaying slightly.

"Oh, that's interesting. Seeing this, Tang Wanquan laughed lightly, and then his body also rose into the air, and the arc of qi pointed out by the tip of his toes carried a little bit of sharp sword qi, rolling out a gust of wind, and that burst of momentum was no weaker than Zhang Jiawen's.

Seeing this, Zhang Jiawen seemed to be aroused, and then the long sword was thrown to the side, and the sword intent was like a waterfall, and he couldn't help but say, his body flashed forward, and the heavy sword slashed down.

Bang la blah.

I only heard a little bit of air explosion, and the three-foot cold instantly headed towards the head of Tang Wanquan.

This was a test of the sword, and Tang Wanquan, who was well versed in swordsmanship, didn't know, and then pulled his wrist, and a sword light flashed, like a white rainbow, directly blocking the sword that was slashed.

Clang!

A crisp voice sounded, the two swords crossed, and the Dao sparks shot out, which showed the fierceness of the two with their swords.

However, it was only a moment, the two of them pulled away and fell into the air, both sides knew each other under a sword, they knew that if they wanted to win each other, they couldn't take it with one and a half moves, and then their expressions were solemn.

However, since he made a move, he had to fight to the end, otherwise he would fall into the loser's group, and then Zhang Jiawen pointed at the sword, pointed the long sword in front of him, suspended in the air, and recited a spell in his mouth.

In an instant, he was dressed in hunting, his black hair was fluttering, and a violent wind suddenly arose from his center, sweeping the entire competition platform, and then, the long sword in front of him began to condense the Dao sword shadow, rotating around its sword body, looking extremely fierce and terrifying.

"Phantom Sword!"

Some of the fierce-eyed disciples who watched the battle immediately recognized this Jiawen's move and shouted.

The three words "Phantom Sword", in the ears of some ordinary disciples, are like a thunderbolt, although the sword technique does not have any restrictions on the disciples, whether you are an outer disciple or an inner disciple can practice, but the requirements of the sword technique itself are extremely high, many disciples have practiced the sword technique for several years, and even half of the sword shadow has not been condensed.

But right now, this Jiawen has condensed many sword shadows, one after another, and it seems that the power is not small, which shows that this Jiawen's talent is very incomparable.

"Haha, good boy, it's worth it to make such a friend with a throw in defeat!" Jia Jin looked at the constantly rotating sword shadow, and his face showed excitement.

Tang Wanquan on the competition platform saw this, and his face was also excited, but his excitement was different from Jia Jin's, it was the kind of excitement that was aroused by the fighting spirit.

"Phantom Sword? I've never fought against it! I hope you don't disappoint me. Tang Wanquan licked his lower lip with his tongue, and then the long sword swirled violently in his hand, buzzing, and the sword body instantly began to rotate, and the sword qi swirled around it, tumbling non-stop, distorting the space around the long sword.

"Oh my God, is this the highest level of Hongru swordsmanship—the Qi Sword Sings Together?"

"Yes, I've seen the elder use it like this before, but I didn't expect to see Senior Brother Tang use this trick today!"

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At this time, the disciples of the Hongru Sect were also boiling, and their eyes were full of surprise and disbelief, you know, this move in their Hongru Sect, including the elders, few people practiced swordsmanship like this.

Both sides have used amazing swordsmanship, and the next scene will definitely be remembered!

"Tang Wanquan, Qi Sword Tongming has been trained by you, and your qualifications are not bad!" Zhang Jiawen glanced at Tang Wanquan and said in a slightly ridiculous tone.

"You're not bad either!" Tang Wanquan sneered as he urged the long sword in his hand.

"I just don't know if your Qi Sword Tongming can win, or if my Phantom Sword Skills are superior!" Zhang Jiawen kept his luck on the hilt of the sword and looked at Tang Wanquan coldly.

"Let's see the real chapter under your hands!"

Whew!

When Tang Wanquan said this, his eyebrows froze, and then with a wave of his palm, he directly carried the long sword towards Zhang Jiawen.

The wind was wanton, the dust was all over the sky, and the long sword passed everywhere, like a giant dragon entering the river, rolling up energy fluctuations like stormy waves in the middle of the air.

Whoa!

Almost at the same time, that Zhang Jiawen also pointed out, the long sword, and the sword shadow went with the finger, the sword shadow was constricted into the sword body in mid-air, emitting an extremely shining light, and the ancient aura was emanating, and the sword intent actually covered a little bit of ancient will.

Two long swords slashed through the air, the fierce momentum seemed to be about to cut the sky, and the dull atmosphere filled the entire martial arts arena, and everyone's eyes were staring at the air.

Bite!

The two long swords collided together almost in the blink of an eye, not the kind of collision between the sword body and the sword body, but the tips of the two long swords facing each other directly.

The terrifying energy seemed to have found a tiny outlet, and at the opposite point of the sword, there was a long earth-shattering explosion, and the waves of aftermath spread out, compressing the surrounding space to the point of shattering.

Everyone below frowned one by one, without saying a word, their eyes were full of expectation, wanting to see these two swords, who could fall into the upper hand?