The location of the sect's gathering was set up halfway up the mountain behind the Jiuxuan Sword Gate.

A wide bluestone square, with a radius of 300 zhang, is surrounded by blue light, and it is actually supported by a formation.

This halo was somewhat similar to the golden light that shrouded outside the Sword Pavilion, only much dimmer.

There are Nine Xuanjian disciples stationed around the bluestone square, which fully guarantees the safety of the venue.

When Han Muye arrived at the door of the venue, he saw that it was full of cultivators wearing all kinds of clothes.

Most of these cultivators are not very old, but they all have a rather dignified aura on their bodies.

After all, it is the elite of more than eighty forces, and its cultivation is not bad.

At this time, everyone in the audience looked at the stone platform in the center of the square with different expressions.

On the stone platform, two figures moved and turned, flying like flowers.

In this sect gathering, the Nine Xuan Sword Sect will ensure safety, and everyone will go all out, and they are not afraid that they will cause trouble.

It is guaranteed that no one will die in the ring, and the Nine Xuan Sword Gate still has this confidence.

"Senior brother, please come with me." At the door, a Sanshizhai disciple who had been waiting early led Han Muye through the crowd and onto a platform with a row of seats.

In the middle of the stage, is the master of Sanshi Zhai, the elder of the Nine Xuan Sword Sect, Tuoba Cheng.

Beside him was a tall and sturdy, indifferent bald head, Zhao Pu.

Below Tuoba Cheng and Zhao Pu, there are also a few cultivators who are not dressed as people from the Nine Xuan Sword Sect, and it seems that these are the powerhouses of various sects.

Zhao Pu turned his head, nodded at Han Muye, and then whispered a few words to Tuoba Cheng beside him.

Tuoba Cheng's expression moved, his eyebrows raised, and he looked at Han Muye.

Han Muye hurriedly bowed his hand, bowed to Tuoba Cheng, and said in a low voice: "I've seen Uncle Tuoba." ”

Tuoba Cheng nodded, his gaze falling back to the arena of the competition.

"You can comprehend the White Tiger Picture Scroll, you are not an outsider in my Sanshi Zhai, sit down." Zhao Pu pointed to the big chair beside him.

"You can see it clearly when you sit here."

Indeed, Han Muye sat on the big chair and watched the fight, and he could really see it clearly.

"This is the arrangement of the disciples of the sect who gathered to participate in the competition."

"I ordered someone to readjust the order of the match overnight last night."

Zhao Pu put a thick stack of books in front of Han Muye and said in a low voice: "Then Lu Qingping and Lin Yuxia will not meet the true elites of each sect in the first ten games. ”

Han Muye glanced up at him, Lin Shen didn't tell Zhao Pu last night that his sister also participated in this sect competition party.

Zhao Pu chuckled and said, "Senior Brother Lin didn't mention it to me, I also have to worry about this matter, right?" ”

Han Muye nodded.

I didn't see it, Zhao Pu's heart was quite fine.

Looking down at the book in front of him, Han Muye found that the records in this book were much more detailed than what Bai Suzhen heard yesterday.

The strength of each sect, the elite ranking of the disciples in the sect, the cultivation, and the means that they are good at, all have records.

According to the ranking of the matchups in this book, it is easy to escort Lu Qingping and Lin Yuxia into the top ten in each group.

As for the subsequent battles, it depends on the real level.

Closing the book, Han Muye sighed lightly.

Sure enough, official cheating is the deadliest.

With Zhao Pu's arrangement, he didn't need to help Lu Qingping and Lin Yuxia do anything.

"What, there's a problem with this sorting?" Zhao Pu turned his head to look at him.

Han Muye shook his head, looked at the figure fighting with all his might on the high platform in front of him, and said in a low voice: "I just feel that doing this has interfered in the cause and effect of outsiders and cut off the fate of others." ”

Winning one more game in a battle, all kinds of rewards, and the insights in the battle are all chances, which are of great help to future cultivation.

"Hmph, if you are strong, you will bear the cause and effect of the weak." Tuoba Cheng's voice suddenly sounded.

"If you don't have the courage to take on it, what are you going to practice? Get down the mountain as soon as it's too late. ”

Han Muye opened his mouth, then nodded.

What Tuoba Cheng said is the supreme truth of the cultivation world.

In fact, Tuoba Cheng said this, which is still euphemistic.

It should be that in the eyes of the strong, everything of the weak can be at their disposal.

This is the world of practice.

Big fish eat little fish.

Looking at the high platform, Han Muye's eyes had a little more profundity.

Zhao Pu glanced at him, and a trace of complexity flashed on his face.

Shizun really values Brother Han......

"Shao Lingsheng of the Wuyang Sword Sect."

A voice came from the high platform, and a slender girl with a long sword stood on the platform, arching her hands around.

The man who fought against her was already lying on the ground.

Sitting in the row of cultivators in front of Han Muye, someone made a few comments to the effect of encouragement, as well as some comments on the female cultivator's swordsmanship.

In Han Muye's ears, it was all general talk and empty talk.

When the evaluation was finished, the nun bowed and flew down like a butterfly.

This hand immediately attracted the high-pitched cheers of countless male disciples around him.

"He Daoshen of the Spiritual Dao Gate, and Miao Yuan of the Suyang Sect."

The disciples of Sanshizhai who presided over the competition on the high platform shouted, and two figures rushed to the stage.

Suyang faction?

Han Muye glanced at the thin young man more.

These two factions are both sects that are good at magic, and the two disciples are like playing with fireworks.

The light on the high platform is full of flames, water and fire are all over the sky, and it is very beautiful.

Han Muye's eyes were fixed on the two people on the high platform, and the picture in his mind kept flowing.

Comprehend the water archery technique of the Suyang faction.

Comprehend the spiritual Dao door attached to the fire dragon palm.

In his mind, there was a faint aura on the two figures, and then they turned into water arrows and collided with the fire dragon.

That's the magic.

After comprehending, Han Muye had a realization in his heart.

It is no wonder that among the low-level cultivators in the cultivation world, the strength of sword cultivation far exceeds that of Dao cultivation.

It's not unreasonable to break the law with one sword.

The cultivation of spells seems to be powerful and powerful, but it consumes aura and is slow to cast, and it also requires extreme proficiency in the spells practiced in order to perform them smoothly during battle.

As for the two people on the high platform, although their cultivation was already in the Qi Condensation Period, when they could cast the spell, they still had nervous mistakes and omissions, and they were interrupted.

As long as a sword cultivator is close, he can completely suppress the cultivation method.

However, when the cultivation reaches a high depth, the different paths will lead to the same end, and then the combat power of sword cultivation and art cultivation will be balanced.

One sword breaks ten thousand laws, one technique controls ten thousand swords, it is not nothing.

"Boom-"

On the high platform, the flames exploded, and the disciples of the Suyang Sect were directly blown out of the zhang and passed out.

"Possess the Spirit Dao Sect and win."

A voice rang out from the high platform.

Han Muye turned his head to look at Zhao Pu.

The fate of the disciples of the Suyang Sect had already been arranged before this competition.

Someone in front of you makes a comment, and then the next one begins.

Every fight doesn't last long, and the winner is in the blink of an eye.

Han Muye watched it with relish, and from time to time comprehended a set of swordsmanship or spells.

Although they are all low-level things, he doesn't pick either.

"Who wins this game?"

Suddenly, Tuobacheng, who had been silent, spoke.

His voice was not small, and the masters of the various sects sitting in front of him all turned their heads to look, and then looked at the high platform.

On the high platform, the two swords and two swords were staggered, and they just fought three or five moves.

Who wins?

Zhao Pu showed a blank look on his face.

He opened the book in his hand and looked at the names and surnames of the two people who were fighting, and he was even more confused.

These two people are cultivating, and the strength of the sect behind them is about the same, and the competition is evenly matched at this time, how to judge the winner or loser?

"Master, I can't see this, I may be able to judge after a few moves." Zhao Pu spoke honestly.

Tuoba Cheng turned his head and looked at Han Muye.

Han Muye's face remained unchanged, and he said softly: "The Huo Ming Sect Zhou Wu ranks sixth among the sects, and the Qingling Sword Sect Xia Shengzi sect ranks ninth. ”

"Zhou Wuxiu's is the Fire Ming Sect's Zhen Sect's swordsmanship inscription, Xia Shengzi's Qingling Sword Gate Ling Bingyu Sword."

"The cultivation is equal, the comprehension is almost the same, and the swordsmanship of the town faction is certainly stronger than ordinary swordsmanship."

Turning his head to look at Tuoba Cheng, Han Muye's face flashed with confidence: "In this game, Zhou Wusheng is victorious." ”

"When—"

On the high platform, the long sword in Zhou Wu's hand cut off Xia Shengzi's sword weapon, and the long sword was against the pale Xia Shengzi's chest.

Ahead, several cultivators turned their heads and their eyes fell on Han Muye's face.

Zhao Pu turned his head lightly and looked at Han Muye: "Brother Han, can these really be calculated?" ”

Han Muye shook his head and said lightly: "No, I just see that Zhou Wu's sword is very valuable." ”

"Don't forget what I do."

Sword watcher.

Zhao Pu muttered.

"What about this one?"

Tuoba Cheng's voice rose again.

Zhao Pu opened his mouth.

In this scene, the person who is fighting has not yet stood firm on the stage, how to judge?

He unconsciously turned his head to look at Han Muye.

Han Muye's eyes flashed with light.

Is Tuoba Cheng taking the school exam himself?

It's kind of interesting.

Looking at the two people on the stage who were about to draw their swords, Han Muye spoke lightly.

"This game—"