Ximen Wentian's sword is a simple long sword with a black sheath, the sword is one meter four nine long, thin and strong, Mougins pulled it out, at first glance, people only feel that it is a clear spring reflected, not a sword.

The sword is like autumn water, giving people a cold feeling, and when it is drawn, it also makes a pleasant soft sound, and there are two seals engraved on the sword: reckless.

Simon Wentian stood there with his sword in his hand, and the sword was cold, and the man was even colder, as if the sword had been combined into one, and there was no distinction between them.

Standing in the same ring as Ximen Wentian was a young man in a black suit, which was in stark contrast to Ximen Wentian's white robe.

The cultivation of the young man in the black power suit has also reached the Jindan stage, which is only a little lower than Ximen Blowing Snow. At this time, he was holding a double whip, looking at Ximen Blowing Snow with fierce eyes, and his feet kept moving, as if he might attack at any time.

Ximen Blowing Snow and the long sword pointed diagonally at the ground, just standing there quietly, not attacking, no matter how the black-clothed young man moved around, there was no reaction.

"Ahh

At the moment when the black-clothed young man really began to attack, Ximen Wentian's originally slightly closed eyelids suddenly opened, his feet stepped on, his body was slightly oblique, the white robe on his body was lifted, and the reckless sword in his hand trembled sharply, turning into thousands of sword shadows, and piercing towards the black-clothed youth!

Quiet as a virgin, moving as a rabbit!

The transformation of Ximen Wentian's body from extreme stillness to extreme movement was only a momentary thing, and the man in black only felt a white shadow flash in front of him, and the originally static figure turned into a sword shadow in the sky, stabbing at him!

The black-clothed young man's pupils shrank suddenly, and the sword that Ximen Wentian stabbed at him seemed simple, but it contained a variety of sword styles such as splitting, chopping, collapsing, teasing, latticing, washing, intercepting, stabbing, stirring, pressing, hanging, and clouding, so that the black-clothed young man couldn't distinguish between reality and reality, and he had a feeling that he couldn't deal with it.

Fortunately, the young man in black was also a child of a big force, and his reaction was not slow, seeing that Ximen Wentian's tidal sword style had already attacked in front of him, his arms were hurriedly twisted, his double whips were staggered, and he suddenly twisted towards the sword shadow in the sky, hoping to resist Ximen Wentian's sword style.

Ding Ding Ding Ding A sound of gold and iron clashing came from the place where the whips and swords clashed, and although Ximen Wentian's sword style was mysterious, it was still blocked by the young man in black.

Ximen Wentian, who was holding a long sword and attacking rapidly, saw that his sword style was blocked, but there was no other expression on his face, but he stepped on his feet suddenly, his body floated, and the sword style of the long sword in his right hand changed, stabbing straight towards the eyebrows of the black-clothed young man.

The black-clothed man who was hurriedly resisting Ximen Wentian's attack only felt that the sword shadow in the sky opposite him suddenly retracted, gathered into a little cold, missed his double whip, and stabbed at his eyebrows even more fiercely!

A cold sweat broke out, the man in black didn't expect that Ximen Wentian's sword style could be retracted so freely, and he actually felt a sense of surprise between the transformations!

Seeing that little bit of cold light was getting closer and closer to him, the young man in black had a feeling that he could not dodge, only feeling that no matter where he dodged, this long sword would eventually pierce his eyebrows.

At the moment of life and death, the man in black couldn't care about any face, his body instinctively was soft, and he nested on the ground and quickly rolled a few lazy donkeys to the right, avoiding Ximen Wentian's move.

However, since Simon Wentian dared to say that he was specialized in swordsmanship, would his sword be so easy to dodge?

The answer is no.

Just when the man in black rolled on a lazy donkey and just rolled out, Ximen Wentian's figure that had rushed over with a sword suddenly stopped, and with a slight step on his feet, his body turned, and he slashed at the neck of the black-clothed young man who rolled to the side again!

Everything is so natural, just like Ximen Wentian has calculated that the young man in black will get out of the way.

The rolling body of the young man in black had just stopped, and when he thought that he had escaped a catastrophe, before he could relax his mind, he felt a gust of wind blow in his ears, and then his neck was cold!

Brushing the body of the young man in black, Ximen Wentian's rapidly moving body suddenly stopped not far from the young man in black, and a faint voice floated out of Ximen Wentian's mouth: "You lost." ”

There was no joy or sorrow in the voice, and there was no emotional fluctuation, so that people could not hear the joy and anger in it.

At this time, the black-clothed young man who was sitting on the ground had already soaked his back, and he stretched out his hand tremblingly, and touched the neck of Ximen Wentian's long sword rubbing, and a trace of blood was constantly oozing out from there.

Although the forces behind the black-clothed young man are not as good as a few super forces, they are also considered to be the top among the first-class forces, and as the most genius of his own forces, he did not expect to be defeated by Ximen Wentian so easily.

Three moves, but he was able to resist three moves! No, maybe it should be said that it was two moves, because by the third move, he had already lost.

got up, and didn't bully forward again to fight with Simon Blowing Snow, geniuses also have their own pride, if you lose, you lose!

The young man in black bowed deeply to the back of Ximen Wentian, and said in a deep voice: "Qianzhenmen, Hu Yan is scorching, I have been taught!"

With that, Na Huyan turned around and walked backwards.

"Simon family, Simon asks the sky. Just as Huyan Zhuo Lie walked forward, Ximen Wentian's faint voice floated over again, Hu Yan Zhuo Lie's body paused, nodded heavily, but did not speak again, but continued to walk down.

Putting away the sword, the jet-black scabbard once again covered the reckless sword coldness, and Ximen asked Tianteng to fly towards his room.

After Ximen Wentian and Huyan Zhuolie had walked a long way, the referee's unhurried voice sounded.

"Ring 17, Ximen blows the snow to win!"

............ The next day, that is, the tenth day of the mainland's young talent competition, there were only fifty rings on the rooftop.

Today's opponent of Tang Jin is a cultivator of the sect domain, the cultivator has a white face and beard, a cyan robe, and a high hairpin on his head, which is quite simple.

"Pushengmen is vain, polite. The two stood in the ring, and the delusional man gave Tang Jin a salute first.

This Pushengmen is also a big faction in the Douxian Continent, but Tang Jin has heard of it.

Arched his hand, people are polite, and Tang Jin is not rude, "Tang Tianjiao Prince, Tang Jin." You attack first. ”

"Tang Gongzi joked, how can he be Tang Gongzi's opponent," Unexpectedly, the delusional Mingzi arched his hand again and said to Tang Jin: "If you come to the stage, it's just a formality." ”

After speaking, the delusional man bowed to the referee on the side and said, "I admit defeat." ”

"No. 1 ring, Tang Jin wins!" Seeing that Yu Mingzi admitted defeat, the referee did not hesitate, and immediately said loudly.

Tang Jin looked at the polite little Taoist priest in front of him with some surprise, but the delusional man smiled at Tang Jin, made a joke again, and flew off the stage.

Shaking his head with a smile, Tang Jin also flew out of the stage and began to watch the other people fight.

Soon, the results of the other competitions in the ring also came out, and I don't know if it was because of the ingenious arrangement of Tang Junge or what the reason, Tang Jin and the other twenty-four players of the four major forces all won!

What surprised Tang Jin the most was not this, what surprised Tang Jin the most was the twenty-fifth winner, which turned out to be wise!

Tang Jin looked at Mingming's dusty and slightly embarrassed appearance, and said in surprise: "Mingming, you actually won!?"

"It's just a fluke. Wise nodded, "The benefactor who fought against me was kind-hearted, and he just tried his moves with the little monk, and in the end, the little monk was slightly better." ”

"It's really a fluke!" Tang Jin patted Zhizhi's shoulder heavily, and said with a smile: "Good people have good rewards, and it has really come true in you." ”

At this time, Luo Cheng, who had just finished the battle, also walked over, and after hearing Tang Jin's words, he pouted and said, "What kind of good person has good rewards, he is a stupid person and a foolish blessing!"

"Hahaha. ”

After Luo Cheng finished speaking, he laughed with Tang Jin and the others, and Mingzhi was still awkwardly turning the Buddha beads on the side.

Tang Jin and the others were joking here, but they didn't know that on the rostrum not far away, Tang Junge and the others were arguing calmly.

"Brother Junge, I think this year's direct promotion quota is none other than your Tang Jin of the Tang Dynasty. Bi Ying stared at his small eyes, looked at Tang Junge and said.

"Hey, I see that tiger ben of your demon clan is not bad, and the opportunity is not shallow. Tang Junge snorted and shirked.

"Even if they all add up, I don't think they can compare to Tang Jin. Wu Zhan on the side spoke, "Brother Junge, don't shirk it, this year's big competition, Tang Jin is the best, it's obvious." ”

"Yes, Brother Junge. Even Baili Wuregret, who had not spoken on the side, echoed the words.

Every time there is a competition of young talents in the mainland, when there are only 25 people left, there will be a direct promotion quota, and this direct promotion quota can select one person and let him directly advance to the last game.

In other words, this person can wait for the other twenty-four people to fight only the last person, and then compete with the last person for the first place.

If this person does not compete for the first place, then he will compete with the rest of the people for the second and third.

This place seems to be very good, and it is good to be promoted directly, but it is not.

After this direct promotion quota was given to Tang Jin, the combat effectiveness of the Tang Dynasty was much weaker, and no one could suppress the Yuan Infant cultivators of other forces, and the Yuan Infant cultivators of other forces were empty, and they would definitely attack a few people from the Tang Dynasty, and they would definitely make the Tang Dynasty suffer a big loss when the time came, so Tang Junge would keep shirking it.

However, seeing that Wu Zhan and several people unanimously wanted to give this direct promotion quota to Tang Jin, Tang Junge had no way to shirk it anymore, so he could only nod helplessly and agree.

Tomorrow, the top 24 qualifiers!

(To be continued)