As a result, the first time they saw Lu Ming, the swordsmen subconsciously gave birth to a feeling, that is, they couldn't see through! The strength realm on Lu Ming's body was out of the customs, and it was actually difficult for them to see the sword qi reaction on Lu Ming's body at a glance, and Lu Ming, who was standing at the door of the stone house, was like a sea of stars, although he couldn't see through the depth at a glance, but the swordsmen subconsciously felt a feeling that they were far from themselves.

No matter what, a group of swordsmen in the courtyard who were sent by the two Sword Venerables all conscientiously followed Lu Ming's orders, making Lu Ming feel that as long as he did not defect to the Sword Hall, then under the care of the two Sword Venerables, the swordsmen of the Seventeenth Courtyard would be his subordinates that he could temporarily trust.

Since the battle of the squadron captains of each sword battalion has evolved into the battle of the captains, the swordsmen of each branch of the three sword battalions are all practicing seriously, looking forward to achieving a good ranking in the conference, Lu Ming calculated that there are still a few days before the competition starts, and he also invested the rest of his energy on the practice of the squad sword formation......

A few days later, the competition between the sword campers of the various sword battalions for the squadron leader and the captain began, and the sword hall built a larger outer camp outside the Jingquan Mountain Fort, and now the entire camp is open as the venue for this competition.

Three sword battalions, each camp has at least more than a thousand swordsmen, each camp has the existence of thirty to forty squad leaders, when Lu Ming led the swordsmen of the Seventeenth Academy through the long crowd of swordsmen, thousands of swordsmen were densely surrounded by the huge competition camp, and began to sign up for groups according to the arrangement.

The swordsmen in the three sword camps are basically swordsmen recruited by the Sword Hall from the Supreme Sword Realm, and the only difference is that when they enter the Sword Hall, they will come first. There is a difference of a few months.

When entering the outer camp, Lu Ming found that the No. 1 Sword Battalion and the No. 2 Sword Battalion were obviously much stronger than the No. 3 Sword Battalion, and the forces of each of the first two sword battalions were clearly distinguished, and every time they had the opportunity to win the squadron leader or the captain's squad to get close to them, there would be some squads to support them.

On the other hand, the No. 3 Sword Battalion, the team of the Third Academy, at the instigation of Cheng Zifeng, tried to occupy the Sword Hall to provide resources for the No. 3 Sword Battalion, but Cheng Zifeng died in the ruins of the Sword Tomb. The strength composition is much weaker than the other two sword battalions......

It's just that Lu Ming turned a blind eye to these. The squadron leader and captain competition are divided into two games, and today is the squad leader's individual competition, and the captain of the fencer squad who is willing to participate in the competition will sign up, after the first game will determine the top few places. After considering the subsequent squad sword formation competition.

As soon as you enter the camp. Lu Ming felt that the eyes of many swordsmen around him fell on him. couldn't help but raise his eyes and look back, but as a result, most of the swordsmen were looking at him, but there were still some swordsmen who showed unkindness to Lu Ming.

There were swordsmen in the team who saw Lu Ming puzzled. Immediately came to Lu Ming's side and said: "Captain, those people must know that you are the favorite to win the championship in this competition, so they are curious to come to see you, I think they might as well give up directly, captain, you are the person who is favored by the two Sword Venerables!"

Another swordsman came up and agreed: "Captain, these guys dare to come, they haven't seen the battle between you and the Blood Tide Sword Saint before, you can defeat the Blood Tide Sword Saint with the peak Sword King Realm, and winning the championship this time should be as easy as picking up something for the captain." ”

Many of the swordsmen in the team are all beasts, and there are no future contestants at all, they are all good swordsmen around Yan Python Sword Venerable and Soul Leaving Sword Venerable, and they are sent to Lu Ming, who is optimistic about the two Sword Venerables, these people have no complaints, and they are all more confident in Lu Ming than in themselves.

Lu Ming smiled, sent someone to register for him, and after taking a No. 7 lot, he went to the ten large rings laid out in the camp, looking for the No. 7 ring, and like everyone else, he gradually stood close to the ring.

Before the start of the game, the Soul Sword Venerable came forward and announced the start of the game, after sensing Lu Ming's gaze in the crowd, the two glanced at each other, did not stay in the camp anymore, flew back to Jingquan Mountain Fort from the air, and handed over the game to the elite swordsmen of the Sword Hall on the scene to preside.

Lu Ming was at the top of the seventh ring, and with the support of the swordsmen of the Seventeenth Academy, he slowly walked into the ring, just a quick glance at the Soul Leaving Sword Venerable, and he felt that something seemed to be happening, otherwise the three battalions of the Sword Hall would still pay attention to the competition of the captain of the third battalion of the Sword Hall.

Lu Ming stood on the stage, and his opponent was also on the stage, but looking at Lu Ming with a thoughtful look, he couldn't help but feel despised and frowned and shouted to Lu Ming: "I know you are the favorite to win the championship, but the popularity is just the favorite, it doesn't mean that you will definitely be able to win the first place, at least the sword in my hand has not yet been promised!"

As soon as they heard this swordsman belittled Lu Ming, a group of swordsmen from the Seventeenth Academy all stretched their necks and scolded Lu Ming back at the opposite side, and the swordsmen on the stage naturally also had backup support, and the entire ring suddenly became full of gunpowder, and it seemed that they could go off at any time.

Lu Ming temporarily put aside what he was thinking, raised his eyes to look at the opponent on the stage, smiled and raised his hand to stop the shouting swordsman of the Seventeenth Academy, and said indifferently to the opponent who was provoking him: "Since you say that I am the favorite to win the championship, then how can I disappoint you, I am standing here, if you dare to play a sword in front of me in this game, even if I lose, how about it?"

As soon as Lu Ming's words fell, the vicinity of the No. 7 ring suddenly became extremely quiet, as if a large hand was covering the mouths of these swordsmen at the same time.

"I ...... Did I hear me right?" the swordsman couldn't believe what he heard, and looked at the people around him indifferently and asked.

"Probably......" The swordsman on the left was also unsure if he had misheard it in a trance.

Not only these swordsmen who were full of suspicion, but as soon as Lu Ming's domineering words fell, even the swordsmen of the Seventeenth Academy, where Lu Ming was located, were collectively silenced, they didn't expect Lu Ming to be so confident!

As for Lu Ming's opponent and the backup on one side, he was surprised at first, and then he was furious, this is completely ignoring them, how can people endure it!

The swordsman in the ring glared at Lu Ming fiercely, if his eyes could kill, he didn't know how many times he had killed Lu Ming.

As soon as he was ruthless, as soon as the swordsman facing Lu Ming grasped the scabbard, the other palm instantly fell on the hilt of the sword, according to the insult he heard just now, if he pulled out the long sword, then he would win.

It's just that as soon as the swordsman's palm landed on the hilt of the sword, Lu Ming's originally smiling face suddenly became unreal, making him feel as if he had suddenly lost his color, and suddenly fell into a kind of silence.

Looking at Lu Ming again, Lu Ming's entire body is like a sharp sword hidden in the scabbard, although it is not unsheathed, but it brings out a heart-shaking feeling in the surrounding space, and every wisp of spiritual qi sword qi in the surrounding air seems to have turned into Lu Ming's invisible sword qi tentacles, making the swordsman inexplicably sure that as long as he makes a move, there will be countless invisible swords in the surrounding space that will shatter his body into thousands of pieces!

The swordsman's eyes widened, and the palm held on the hilt of the sword was also instantly covered in a layer of cold sweat, he kept trying to dispel this mysterious and dangerous feeling in his mind, but this feeling was too real, he even felt Lu Ming's gaze sweep, and his body seemed to be cut into two pieces at once!

"No!"

The swordsman suddenly screamed, and sat down on the ground with a frightened face, looking at the ground in despair, panting vigorously, the illusion he had just given birth to in his mind was so real that he still felt that his body had been broken in two.

After sitting paralyzed for a while, the swordsman suddenly looked up at Lu Ming again, with a complicated expression, and finally he tried to stand up in the ring, and reluctantly said to Lu Ming: "I lost......"

After speaking, the swordsman walked out of the ring without looking back, and many of the swordsmen gave him a way, letting the loser leave, looking for a place to lick his wounds.

But after letting this defeated swordsman go, all the swordsmen near the No. 7 ring set their eyes on Lu Ming's body, no one dared to underestimate Lu Ming at this time, without a sword, just with a powerful sword momentum, he could defeat a swordsman of the Sword Saint Realm, this is simply a miraculous skill.

After being surprised, a group of swordsmen from the Seventeenth Courtyard were all faintly glad, they didn't expect Lu Ming to be so strong, but with such a team leader, wouldn't they also rise in the future, at this time, the swordsmen who were still having some thoughts in their hearts when they were sent to Lu Ming's side all became completely honest and completely convinced of Lu Ming.

Lu Ming stood on the stage, glanced at the fencers competing around the No. 7 ring, raised the corners of his mouth and smiled, and said: "You are all the same, as long as you come on stage, you can play the sword in front of me, even if you win the game!"

This time Lu Ming said such a thing again, no one was surprised, but he was used to Lu Ming's strength, and the contestants around the No. 7 ring looked at each other for a while, and finally no one dared to go on stage.

When the referee in charge of the game on the side saw it, he had to directly announce that Lu Ming would enter the next round with a winning record, and as for the others, they would continue to compete, and finally look at the results of each ring fencer, and then decide whether to increase the number of fencers added to the next round.

This is an unusually stiff figure walking past the side of the No. 7 ring, looking at Lu Ming in the ring, the originally expressionless old face was slightly positive, and he bowed his head slightly.

Lu Ming also sensed the gaze of this old man in the hands of thousands of swordsmen, and couldn't help but look back.

As a result, the thin and rickety old man had already walked into the No. 6 ring next door at this time, as he didn't know how many rankings he had, facing the last heroic young swordsman. (To be continued......)