Compared with the kung fu of the Guanlan Sect, Jian Lin is more handy with the Mingyue sword technique.

After all, the kung fu of the Guanlan Sect was learned from the original body, and Jian Lin used it like a layer of mist.

And the Mingyue Sword Technique was carefully learned by her own brain under the strict guidance of the Demon Venerable, one move at a time.

During the learning process, Jian Lin didn't want to recall at all, the obsessive-compulsive madness of the Demon Venerable, holding a bamboo branch to monitor the side, as long as she was a little close, he would mercilessly correct her with violence.

Jian Lin felt that he had formed a muscle memory for the Mingyue Sword Technique, and without thinking about it, his body knew how to deal with it.

On the second day of the competition, Jian Lin held a long sword in his hand and challenged according to the ranking of points, starting from tenth place.

The tenth place was a big man, a long knife danced vigorously, he looked at Jian Lin's thin little body, he couldn't help but smile arrogantly, and said something teasing, "Little lady, I see that you have fine skin and tender meat, how can my brother be willing to beat you, if you are injured, my brother will definitely feel guilty!"

Ha? What nonsense was he saying, Jian Lin clenched the long sword in his hand, ready to teach this good brother a lesson, so that he could only talk about it in the future.

Jian Lin smiled gloomily, rushed forward with a momentum, and took out a big open and closed posture, catching the opponent off guard.

After gaining the upper hand, Jian Lin aimed at the man's fragile place, and hit the killer, causing the big man to bend over, protect the key parts, and scream in pain.

The onlookers felt the same way, and they were all in the same place, while the female cultivators covered their mouths and laughed out loud.

The man was paralyzed and rolled in the ring, Jian Lin walked over, ready to give him a kick, so that he could win, but he knew that the man was going to die, and when he saw Jian Lin coming, he rolled off the ring in a panic, causing a burst of boos.

After this battle, Jian Lin became famous directly, and people who knew swordsmanship saw that the subtlety of her moves was definitely not something that ordinary casual cultivation could access, but more like a secret left by a master, who was picked up by this ordinary little woman and practiced this exquisite kung fu.

As soon as Jian Lin got out of the ring, people with a heart immediately gathered around her and talked to her, asking her who she was studying and what kind of swordsmanship she was practicing.

"Studying under the nameless one, practicing the nameless swordsmanship." Jian Lin said arrogantly, raising his steps and leaving, leaving those people behind.

She walked briskly, went straight to the Demon Venerable who was leaning against the foot of the wall, and said happily, "Lord Chongyuan, let's evaluate it, how is my sword technique?"

"It's so-so," Demon Venerable clasped his arms in his hands and said lightly, "It's better than I imagined, you always hide when you cultivate, I thought you didn't practice carefully."

"God," Jian Lin couldn't help but complain, "Lord Chongyuan, you can't compare everyone with you, you have to admit that there are too many people in this world who are weaker than you, for me, you have to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, and you can't pull out the seedlings to help them grow."

Demon Venerable glanced at her, curled the corners of his lips, and smiled faintly, "I see the way you beat people, where do you need me to pity the jade."

Jian Lin understood what he was referring to, she leaned against him, touched his shoulder with her shoulder, and said with a smile, "Lord Chongyuan, don't be afraid, I promise I won't use that trick on you, hahahahaha."

The two chatted for a while, and Jian Lin continued to devote himself to the points competition.

She gradually tasted the fun of fighting, the more she fought, the more she felt, compared to practicing alone, the battle can accelerate the fusion of spiritual power and swordsmanship, compared to her sitting alone in the inn to practice, I don't know how many times better.

At the end of the second day, Jian Lin was thrilled to rank tenth, but this was not a good thing, because it meant that on the third day, she would become the first target, and everyone aimed to squeeze her down.

Demon Venerable was also aware of the seriousness of the problem, and returned to the inn that night to teach her the second layer of the Bright Moon Sword Technique.

This move made Jian Lin panic, "Don't be in such a hurry, I can't even remember anything when I study overnight, it's better to find a free time, I'll study seriously." Z.br>

"Where is the free time," Demon Venerable moved the table and chair to the corner, cleared a clearing space, turned to Jian Lin and said, "If you can keep the tenth place tomorrow, then the day after tomorrow you will go directly to the secret realm, you have to remember one sentence, opportunities do not wait for people, if you don't seize the opportunity to study hard tonight, you may lose an important opportunity."

Yes."

This was reasonable, Jian Lin immediately sank his face seriously, nodded and said, "Lord Chongyuan is right, I am confused, I will definitely do my best tonight and seriously study the second set of swordsmanship."

That night, the Demon Venerable combined the second layer of the Mingyue Divine Skill and the second set of sword techniques to teach Jian Lin in one go.

Jian Lin put all his energy into serious cultivation, and practiced his own people numbly.

Not only is the back ache and the whole body hurts, but the main thing is that the brain is numb, and the eyes are blank, as if the whole person has been hollowed out.

When dawn came, the sun was shining, the Demon Venerable opened the window to let the wind in, Jian Lin's eyes rolled, she lay motionless on the ground, and said in a dumb voice, "Ah, it's dawn."

"Yes, it's dawn," Demon Venerable walked back, looked at her condescendingly, and urged mercilessly, "Get up, it's time to go up the mountain, there must be a lot of people challenging you today, go early and get ready."

Jian Lin tugged at the hem of the Demon Venerable's robe, his face pale like a demon, "I, I don't have the strength, I'm finished, I don't remember anything."

Jian Lin was like memorizing the key points overnight, but early in the morning of the exam, he found that he had forgotten all the key points.

Demon Venerable squatted down, dragged Jian Lin up, and said patiently, "Believe me, you haven't forgotten, and when you need to use it, you will naturally remember everything you have learned."

Jian Lin fell into the arms of the Demon Venerable, holding his arm in a daze, "Don't comfort me, I don't believe it."

Demon Venerable was helpless, reached out and groped in his arms for a while, took out a black pill and sent it to Jian Lin's eyes, and coaxed softly, "Then how about I give you a divine pill?" After eating this elixir, I guarantee that your spiritual power will be doubled and you will be invincible."

"You will only coax me," Jian Lin said weakly, "There is nothing that can be done without hard work, and any divine pill that can double my spiritual power is all fake."

This doesn't work, that doesn't work, Demon Venerable lost his patience, directly stuffed the pill into Jian Lin's mouth, and said forcefully, "You will know if you eat it, I didn't lie to you, go wash your face, let's go."

I don't know what it is for, but the pill is extremely bitter, Jian Lin immediately has a lot of energy, and jumps to find tea to rinse his mouth.

She finally regained her strength, looked back at the Demon Venerable, and found a gloating expression.

"So it's not a magic pill at all, is it?" Jian Lin was about to be angry, "You're deliberately playing tricks on me!"

"Whether it's true or not, you'll find out in a moment," Demon Venerable grabbed her by the shoulders and forcibly pushed her outside, "Let's go, it's too late."

It was really too late, Jian Lin finished washing, and went up the mountain steadily when she finished eating, and when she arrived, the scattered cultivators had already fought for a round.

As soon as Jian Lin appeared, she immediately attracted a lot of attention, and the tenth ranked one came, and there was already an opponent waiting for her, who wanted to fight her.

Jian Lin's eyes froze, and he recognized that the female cultivator in front of him was a member of the victory of the group trading, Jian Lin had been avoiding their challenges for the past two days, and it seemed that he couldn't avoid it today.

However, she wanted to try whether this group of people was a showmanship or not, and they had some real skills.

On the third day, the scattered cultivators were injured and disabled, and there were fewer and fewer people gathered in the main hall square, and the competition became more intense.

There aren't many people left, and every victory is extremely precious.

Soon it was Jian Lin's turn, she and the female cultivator stood in the ring together, both holding long swords, and they moved together to kill each other.

The moment the blades refuted each other, Jian Lin's mouth was numb, and he felt the strong spiritual power of the other party, it was not a showmanship, those few people were all powerful loose cultivators.

Jian Lin took a step back, leaving a breath of breath, turned his wrist, pulled out a sword flower, and stepped forward again.

The other party's spiritual power is stronger than her, and in terms of swordsmanship, Jian Lin is even better.

The two of them were evenly matched, and in the blink of an eye, they fought in the ring for more than a dozen moves, and hot sweat broke out on Jian Lin's forehead, he didn't expect the first opponent to be so difficult this morning.

The female cultivator was not having a good time, her chest rose and fell, she raised her long sword again, and while Jian Lin was not relieved, she was ready to force her out of the ring in one breath.

She used her spiritual power to suppress and make a series of moves, Jian Lin could not retreat, and stepped on the edge of the ring with her heels.

The tip of the sword stabbed at her eye, and Jian Lin had to bend down to dodge, the center of his body was crooked, and he was about to fall into the ring.

She turned sideways, swept her gaze, and suddenly saw the face of the Demon Venerable.

It was a very short moment, but Jian Lin could clearly see the shape of his mouth, and he said, black clouds are pressing down on the city.

Black clouds crush the city, the first move of the second layer of the Mingyue Sword Technique, she learned it last night, she remembers, she remembers it all!

Jian Lin inserted the sword into the edge of the ring with her backhand, and the sword body bent, she used the elastic force to dodge and dodge, and at the same time grabbed the opponent's collar, tiptoed, and flipped over the top of the opponent's head, finding a place to live.

She stretched out her two fingers, used her hand as a sword, and found the opportunity to use the second move, and the clouds went straight up.

Jian Lin used treacherous kung fu one after another with his bare hands, turned defeat into victory, directly forced the female cultivator to the edge of the ring, stretched out his hand, and directly knocked her out of the ring.

"Good!" Some people in the crowd of onlookers applauded, which led to the atmosphere and continued to applaud.

The quarrel and chaos were fought for two days, and the battle on the third day was the real battle.

The two sides are quite cultivated, their attitudes are serious, they did not release water, they had a good fight, and the onlookers at the bottom watched it even more enjoyable.

Jian Lin looked at the crowd in the audience, and couldn't help but show a smile, she jumped out of the ring, reached out and grabbed the female cultivator, leaned over and said in her ear, "This battle, although you lost, you also won, do you understand what I mean?"

The female cultivator smiled indifferently and didn't care much, "This world is not something that can go to the end just by strength, if you don't believe it, let's see."

What are these words, Jian Lin just wanted to refute, but the female cultivator picked up the long sword and returned to her small group.

For some reason, Jian Lin remembered the upright female cultivator the day before yesterday, and she suddenly wanted to prove one thing, relying on strength alone, she could go to the end.

In this world, after all, evil does not prevail over good.

Jian Lin pulled out her long sword, staring at the sharp sword body, a desire for power swelled in her heart, she wanted to win, she wanted to prove everything.