"You know what, that kid who made the Peachwood Sword made it to the finals!"

The news of the young man's victory over the Golden Sword King spread widely. He has become www.biquge.info the biggest dark horse in this year's Hundred Clans Ring, because the weapon he uses is unique, it is a very conspicuous but seemingly fragile peachwood sword, so some people call him "Peachwood Swordsman".

"The battle between the peachwood swordsman and the Golden Sword King was too fast! The Golden Sword King has been famous for a long time, and he has countless followers, and in one round, the Golden Sword King was defeated by the kid who appeared out of nowhere, breaking the hearts of countless people, do you think there is something strange about this?"

"You can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately. The competition in the ring of the Hundred Clans, in order to ensure justice, is supervised by the great monks of the Hundred Clans City, and anyone who cheats will be divided on the spot. When you say that, are you questioning the eyesight and strength of the Great Cultivator of the Hundred Clans City?"

"Eh, don't talk so seriously, it's just that the peachwood swordsman is too strong and he hasn't gotten used to it yet, but I've heard some rumors about the peachwood swordsman......"

Discuss the topic of young people, and hype more and more before the final. There are many people who talk about it, and it is inevitable that they will say something nice and bad, and many people even open a gambling game in private, to bet on the victory or defeat of the young man and the other protagonist of the final.

However, no matter how boiling the outside world is, young people's hearts are always like water.

Under the moonlight, dancing and shadowing. This is a habit that young people have developed since childhood, and practicing swords at night has not changed for so many years.

Shout!

The peachwood sword slashed through the void and let out a howl of wind. He finished today's practice, collected his sword, and came back, holding the peachwood sword in one hand, and brushing it with two fingers together in the other.

"Momoki, I've been sacrificing you for a long time, and in a few days, you will be able to cast a sword spirit and give birth to spiritual sense. The young man said to the peachwood sword, his eyes full of tenderness.

During this time, in addition to participating in the ring competition, he was also doing one thing - the foundation machine spirit.

As a monk, there is no one who does not want their weapons to be able to generate a spirit spirit, but to sacrifice a weapon to give birth to spiritual consciousness, at least to cultivate during the valley period.

Moreover, among the monks in the Bigu period, there are only one or two in 10,000 monks who can awaken the machine spirit. Awakening the Instrument Spirit is not such a simple and easy thing to say, only if the monk is full of affection for his weapon, supplemented by solid exercises, can he succeed.

"Buzz. The peachwood sword made a sound, emitting a faint wooden light, and he was already vaguely conscious, and he was responding to the young man's words. The young man obtained the fragments of the ancient cultivation, and his cultivation talent was excellent, which could not only awaken the sword spirit, but also make this sword spirit extremely powerful.

The young man smiled when he saw the faint light and sound of the peachwood sword. Peachwood Sword and him can be said to be born from the same root, and in a few days, Peachwood Sword will be able to become true friends with him if he has spiritual sense.

"That was the first time I had a sense of autonomy. The peachwood sword in the phantom was exactly the same as the peachwood sword suspended in front of Du Chen's eyes, the peachwood sword sounded, with nostalgia in his voice, and when he saw these "memories", he couldn't help but be touched.

"Already a nascent spirit?" Du Chen asked, the peachwood sword in the illusory shadow suddenly broke away from the young man's hand, and flew into the air by himself, spinning in the air.

Then the sword intent and the consciousness of the person communicated, and the two danced together in the sky, and the human shadow sword followed......

"Momoki, I'm waiting for the day when you can speak. In the starry sky in the middle of the night, the young man spoke to the peach wood, the peach wood sword made a clumsy nod movement, the young man loved his wooden sword very much, full of emotion.

......

The picture changed again, and it was already two days later, Du Chen saw a huge ring appear in the virtual image, "That's the final ring, it's amazingly big, a ring has a radius of ten miles, which can make the opposing monks fight happily." "Peachwood Sword can explain to Du Chen in time every time.

"Hehe, is my opponent you? I heard rumors outside that there was a very amazing boy in this year's ring, and I thought he was so wise and powerful. "At the end of the ring, a figure flew in.

"Hey, I was expecting to have a good fight, but I didn't expect to meet a hairy boy, I see that you haven't grown up yet, now I'll give you a choice, get out of the ring, I won't kill you!" The youth finals are about to begin, and his opponent is a golden-winged Pengman with a pair of golden Dapeng wings on his back and a pointed nose.

The golden-winged Peng people spoke arrogantly and domineeringly.

"Holy, good fellow, what race is that. Du Chen looked at the Golden-winged Peng people, he had never heard of this race, there was such a race in heaven and earth, with the characteristics of both human beings and alien races, which was much more majestic than the alien race he had seen in the Ancient Sword Mountain.

"That's the descendants of the Jin people and the Dapeng clan, the Jin people are the descendants of the ancient giants, and the Dapeng clan is a rare race of divine birds, and it's normal that you haven't seen the offspring born of their intermarriage. Momoki Jian said.

"Soga, then this battle must be very exciting!" Du Chen concentrated, this kind of battle was not something that could be seen anywhere, although it was only an illusion in front of him, he could also feel the momentum and restlessness in the ring back then.

",, beat you up. The young man stepped into the ring step by step, he was serious in the ring, without the slightest tenderness, since the opponent was disrespectful, he did not need to be kind to him.

When the ring match began, the two of them did not hesitate and directly came up with the strongest killing move.

The young man's sword rises and falls, and the light is everywhere.

The golden-winged Peng people are strong wings and wind, digging the sky.

The scene of the battle was very fierce, the young man held the peachwood sword, and with a snort, he cut off a feather of the golden-winged Pengren, and the peachwood sword looked dull, but it was actually sharp and light.

However, the Jinpeng Winged Man did not reflect, as if those feathers were not his, the Golden-winged Pengren had a characteristic, he was very slow to fight, and as the battle progressed, he became more and more fierce.

"It's a fierce battle. Watching the two keep fighting, Du Chen was dizzy, but fortunately, the peachwood sword had slowed down the picture, otherwise Du Chen wouldn't be able to see it at all.

"This kind of battle is very fierce, you wait to see the battle behind, Goldenwinged Pengren, only now use three points of strength. Peachwood Sword said solemnly.

The battle in the virtual image continued, and sure enough, after another ten minutes, a boom was heard, and a figure fell from the sky, and the young man was hit by a blow from the golden-winged pengren, fell from the sky, and almost fell outside the ring.

"A person who doesn't have a machine spirit, what kind of ring do you want to enter the Hundred Clans City? Want to win the championship? But this is not the place you should come, I have advised you to leave just now, you don't listen, now you can't complain about me, I want to beat you down." The Golden-winged Pengren slowly descended from the sky, and said with an indifferent expression, the two divine rings around him were his weapons.

And if you look closely, you can find that his weapon is moving by himself, as long as the Golden-winged Pengren has one idea, the two divine rings can be driven by their independent consciousness and exert their amazing strength.

The machine spirit will not be out of the master's control, but it can give full play to the potential of the weapon, and whether there is a machine spirit or not is often the decisive factor in the battle during the Bigu period.

"Ahem," the young man coughed and gasped, and did not let go of the peachwood sword in his hand, he also discovered the characteristics of the slow heat of the Golden-winged Peng people in this battle, and he could not win like this.

"Who said I didn't have it? "The young man is desperate, he must win this battle, everyone in the world knows that in order to enter the Hundred Tribes City and become a member of the Hundred Tribes City, he has been working hard for three years.

Only the sword spirit of the peach wood sword can be fully awakened in this battle, and the machine spirit is awakened in the battle, and the young man smiles in his heart, and if he does not succeed, he will become benevolent.

"Wake up, Momoki!"

[My heart to heart with Momoki, the awakening of the sword spirit, the battle of the past and the present!]

(To be continued)

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