Divided into ten groups, each group has thirty people, for this event, Ye Jian is not too surprised, the current contestants are twenty-nine people in addition to himself, and among these twenty-nine people, nine of them have been ranked in the first stage of the knockout round, thirty people for ten rounds of competition, each person will have twenty opponents, Tang Xiaosong is sooner or later to match, just in the order of time.

"The top ten rising stars are ranked fourth and fifth and are finally going to match, I don't know who is better?"

"If you look at it, they have been on a winning streak before, and after this game, there is one person who has a winning streak. ”

Tang Xiaosong sneered, his figure flashed, and he went straight through the dark blue light curtain and appeared on the competition platform, and with a twist of his wrist, a long knife appeared in his hand.

Seeing Ye Jian on the competition platform, Tang Xiaosong's eyes lowered, stared at the blade and said: "Remind you, my sword intent has reached sixty percent nine, if you don't want to be hurt, you can choose to admit defeat." ”

"What, Tang Xiaoshan's sword intent is almost seven? In this way, his ranking of the top ten new stars will rise by one or two, either second or third, Situ Xuan and Dai Xiaoshan may not be able to suppress him, maybe they will be counter-suppressed. ”

"The strength is too ruthlessly hidden, almost seventy percent of the knife intent, among the younger generation who use knives, I am afraid that it will either be ranked first or second. ”

The knife intent is the same as the sword intent, it is difficult to comprehend, it is difficult to improve, and it is more difficult to go back, if you describe it with a level, it is a process from scratch to something, it belongs to the first level, and the knife intent reaches Xiaocheng is another level, and Xiaocheng is a level, and it is even more terrifying, almost every Chengdu is a level, such as four percent of the knife intent is a level, five percent of the knife intent is a level, and sixty percent of the knife intent is a larger level, which already belongs to the later realm of the knife intent, as for the great knife intent, the complete knife intent, that can no longer be described by the level.

To be precise, it is a review and refinement of the knife intent, without enough experience and will, the consummation of the sword intent is an unattainable dream for all swordsmen.

The younger generation, the sword intent and the sword intent have reached the stage of sixty percent in the later stage, and they are definitely the top ones, and every time they are improved by one percent, their combat effectiveness will rise by one grade, that is to say, Tang Xiaosong, who has comprehended sixty percent and nine sword intent, is two grades higher than Wei Jie, who has comprehended fifty percent of sword intent, and the gap is very obvious.

"Sixty out of nine knife intent is interesting. "The Emperor of the Heart Demon Sword Sect was slightly surprised, he originally thought that in this arena, except for Li Cangtian, fifty percent of the sword intent and sword intent were already at the highest level, but he didn't expect that another one who had comprehended almost seventy percent of the sword intent would emerge, and he was not a disciple of the six super sects.

Huang Tianhua glanced at Mu Bingyun intentionally or unintentionally, and said with a smile: "Admitting defeat can still save some face, but looking at his appearance, it doesn't seem to have this meaning." ”

Mu Bingyun brushed the long and silky hair beside his ears, but the disgust in his eyes was even worse, "It's too early to draw conclusions, just read on." ”

As early as when she was in the sect, she felt the full sword momentum contained in Ye Jian's body, and she already knew in her heart that the other party would break through to the sword intent level in a short period of time.

Although later, she and Ye Jian parted ways and began their respective experiences, but she believed in her vision, Ye Jian's talent in sword dao was definitely not ordinary, and after such a long time, he may not have made a breakthrough in sword intent, Tang Xiaoshan's desire to scare Ye Chen away with a sentence was obviously unrealistic, she believed that Ye Chen must have a back hand.

"In that case, let's use the results to speak!" Huang Yuanhua narrowed his eyes.

On the stage.

Ye Jian put his palm on the hilt of the sword, and said lightly: "The use of sword intent is also a science, I don't know what kind of trick you can use to exert sixty percent of nine." ”

Gao Feng's sword intent in front of him has also reached the stage of sixty percent four, but his use methods are too rough and not flexible enough, far from pushing sixty percent of sword intent to the limit, really calculated, the power contained in his sword intent, even fifty percent of the sword intent is not as good as fifty percent of the sword intent.

"Sixty percent of the sword intent is enough to crush you, why use it!"

Boom!

The light of the snow sword burst out, Tang Xiaosong pulled out Bingxue's long knife, the blade pointed at Ye Jian, and the amazing blade was infused with sword intent, like the Yangtze River, continuous, devastation.

"Come here, I hope you won't be hit later. Qiushui Sword pulled out half of it, Ye Jian felt Tang Xiaosong's sword intent, and shook his head secretly, as he expected, the other party's use of sword intent was not exquisite, the blade seemed to be extremely sharp under the urging of the sword intent, but it was not tough enough, and there were many flaws, from this point of view, he was no different from Gao Feng, otherwise in the previous game, Ye Jian would not have destroyed Gao Feng's sword intent with fifty percent of the sword intent alone, and he didn't even move the meaning of the artistic conception at that time.

Of course, Ye Jian actually didn't fully grasp the use of sword intent, and at present, he only figured out the general relationship between sword potential, sword artistic conception and sword intent.

At the beginning of sword practice, the first contact is the sword momentum, the sword momentum reaches a certain level, you will realize a trace of the artistic conception of the sword, and the artistic conception of the sword is successful, the sprout of the sword will slowly breed, when all the conditions are sufficient, the epiphany of the sword will come naturally.

Therefore, the sword momentum is like a seed, the artistic conception of the sword technique is the new shoot, and the sword intent is a seedling that the sprout transforms and gradually grows.

There is a meaning of advancing layer by layer, constantly superimposing.

However, for others, Tang Xiaosong's sword intent is indeed terrifying enough, as if a big river of the Yangtze River is surging towards him, and he can't do Ye Jian's Cheng dù at all, just from the sword intent, you can see the flaws, it is estimated that Cangxuanzong Li Cangtian can't.

"Stormy!"

The sword intent was raised to the limit, Tang Xiaosong took out the knife, his figure flashed, spanning a distance of dozens of meters, and instantly appeared above Ye Jian's head, slashing down with a sword.

Whew!

This knife was extremely violent, as if the river had burst its banks, flooded, and a large area of snow-colored swords was like a galaxy hanging upside down in the sky, surging down.

"Artistic conception of slowness!"

In terms of martial arts grade, Ye Jian's swordsmanship is naturally not as good as Tang Xiaosong's swordsmanship, but the swordsmanship he is showing at this moment is different from ordinary swordsmanship, but it is integrated into the artistic conception of slowness.

Bite!

A long string of sparks flew out diagonally, and Tang Xiaosong's long knife was swung away.

"The Milky Way hangs upside down!"

Tang Xiaosong was shocked in his heart, his body swirled in the air, and he slashed down with a knife, the majestic momentum that collapsed the earth made many young generations stunned, they thought that under this knife, there was no suspense except for death or death.

"Doppelganger incarnation!"

Turning into an afterimage, Ye Jian flickered two times in succession, and suddenly turned into two figures, and came to Tang Xiaosong's two blind spots in the flicker, once again exerting the most unpredictable artistic conception of slowness.

Card rub!

The table was shattered by the sword qi, Tang Xiaosong lost the trace of Ye Jian in front of his eyes, and immediately turned around and twisted, like a fish in the water, avoiding the invasion of the two sword qi, and took advantage of the situation to return a knife.

The top light skill of the ground level, floating away from the body!

Tang Xiaosong can be ranked among the top ten supernovas in the fourth, it is impossible without a little ability, the ground-level high-level sword technique with the sword intent, supplemented by the floating and swimming technique, can be fought in advance, and can be fought in retreat, without any defects.

If you change to someone else who is slightly weaker, you will lose at his hands as soon as you meet, and there is no room to turn over.

"Points!"

The sword qi attacked, and Ye Jian's figure divided again, this time it was divided into two and four, sweeping away from four directions, and the sword qi passed through it and hit the dark blue light curtain.

"It's so fast, my eyes can't keep up. ”

"It's incredible that they were able to not only dodge the opponent's attack in such a short period of time, but also take advantage of the situation to fight back. ”

In the eyes of everyone, Ye Jian and Tang Xiaosong were like two ghosts, the sword qi and sword qi couldn't even touch their edges, and they slashed in vain on the competition platform and the light curtain.

"See how you're hiding?" Tang Xiaosong's figure flashed, approaching Ye Jian's body.

Although the sword qi and sword qi are powerful, if you want to distinguish the winner from the loser, you still need to fight in a real battle, unless your strength has an overwhelming advantage, so that the opponent has no way to dodge, obviously, relying on the sword qi alone, it is almost impossible for Tang Xiaosong to defeat Ye Jian.

With a flash of swordlight, Tang Xiaosong attacked Ye Jian with a rolling momentum.

"It's almost time to show off the power of the Void!"

Ye Jian stopped suddenly, stood there and didn't move, until now, he hadn't even exerted fifty percent of his strength, in addition to adding some fun to himself, more importantly, everyone else was hiding their strength, like Situ Chen, Jitai Huang, Huang Yuanhua and others, none of them came out to fight with their true strength.

Tang Xiaosong's sixty-nine-percent sword intent is indeed very strong, but unfortunately, in front of Ye Jian, who has comprehended seventy-percent sword intent and also has attribute sword intent seeds, it is not enough to see at all, it can neither affect his state, nor can he attack him, just like a child with an axe, except for a higher attack power, he is still a child.

This is the end of the game.

Without using seventy percent of the sword intent, Ye Jian restrained a little, and urged the sword intent out in the form of fifty percent, blending it into the artistic conception of slowness.

Tang Xiaosong's face was shocked, between him and Ye Jian, it was like a thousand mountains and rivers, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get close to the other party, this was an illusion, Tang Xiaosong reacted immediately, but unfortunately it was too late, for a swordsman, having an illusion is a fatal flaw, and it doesn't matter whether he sees through it or not.

Poof!

The sword light slashed diagonally at a reaction speed that surpassed Tang Xiaosong's, and there was no trajectory at all.

The next moment!

A streak of blood rushed out, unusually eye-catching.

Tang Xiaosong staggered back, his left shoulder down to his chest, he had already been hit by the sword, the sword marks were extremely fine, the incision was extremely smooth and neat, it seemed that he had only broken a little skin, showing the control power of the sword owner.

How can it be!

A look of disbelief flashed in his eyes, Tang Xiaosong's face distorted, and he roared angrily: "I haven't been defeated yet, your sword can't hurt me at all." ”

"I don't know if I didn't keep my hand just now, do you think your heart would still stay in your body? ”