The importance of weapons for a warrior is self-evident, it is not only an extension of the body, but also an extension of ability, it is very difficult for ordinary people to break stones with one hand, but with weapons it is different.

In particular, good weapons are of extraordinary significance to warriors.

The two hundred people on the field were not yet warriors, but they knew the importance of weapons as well as warriors.

On the high platform, the reckless first person defeated three people in a row and was defeated by the fourth, and the fourth person challenged five people in a row and was defeated by the sixth person.

There is no fairness in this kind of challenge, and the earlier you go, the earlier you go, the sooner you come down, and the desire for a good weapon leads many people to blindly overestimate their own abilities, and each one is afraid that this unique weapon will be snatched away by others.

There are constantly people on the high platform who go up to challenge, and people who are constantly being picked off the horse.

The further you get to the back, the more excited the people below become.

"Chen Ling, do you think my strength can get the Qingshui Sword?" Zhou Lanxin grabbed the corner of his clothes and nervously watched the competition on the stand, eager to try.

Zhou Lanxin is the granddaughter of an elder, but the resources of Qingliu Village are limited, and the weapons in her hands are only a little better than others, and her desire for a high-quality weapon is exactly the same as that of others.

Looking at her longing eyes, Chen Ling said, "With your strength, it won't take long to go up and come down." ”

"Why?" Zhou Lanxin looked at him unwillingly.

"Everyone is an ordinary person, fighting for strength, speed and skill, you are a girl, you are not dominant in speed and strength, and the more you go to the back, the stronger the strength of the person who comes to the stage, even if you are the last to go on stage, you will be defeated, and now going up is undoubtedly looking for death. ”

Chen Ling's analysis disappointed Zhou Lanxin, and Leng Qiu behind Chen Ling was surprised to hear his calm analysis.

Why did this young man always give him the feeling that he was not a young man? Calm, composed, and perceptive are far stronger than ordinary young people, which should not have been the possession of a seventeen-year-old young man.

"Chen Ling, why don't you go up and try it?" Leng Qiu said in the back, he really wanted to see what Chen Ling's strength was.

"Disdainful. Chen Ling said two words lightly.

Zhou Lanxin, Leng Qiu, and several people around him were stunned.

"Do you disdain to compete with them or disdain the Qing Shui Sword?" Leng Qiu asked in a daze.

Chen Ling didn't answer Leng Qiu's words, he asked Zhou Lanxin, "Do you want it?"

"Nonsense, of course such a good sword wants. Zhou Lanxin said subconsciously.

Chen Ling looked at the stage, the corners of his mouth raised and chuckled, with uncontrollable contempt.

"Help me hold Dagu. Chen Ling put Da Gu in her hand, pulled out the white sword behind her back, used the sword to push away the crowd, and strode forward.

"What a haughty boy. Leng Qiu couldn't help but smile when he saw him actually use his sword to push away the crowd, such a crazy young man, he had seen it for the first time in his life.

Zhou Lanxin couldn't help but be stunned, what was he going to do?

......

Chen Ling went straight to the high platform, unlike those other people who jumped on the high platform in two steps in order to pretend to be cool, he walked up to the high platform step by step from the stone steps on the side.

Chen Ling's opponent was a strong young man with a polished iron sword.

"Go down on your own. Chen Ling came to him and reminded him kindly.

Such a reminder would be seen as a contempt and provocation in the eyes of anyone, and it would be impossible for even a warrior to accept it.

"If you have the ability to beat me down, I'm going to settle on the Qingshui Sword. The strong young man clenched the big iron sword with both hands and slashed it towards Chen Ling.

Chen Ling didn't dodge or dodge, only to see the white sword in his hand tilted upward, and the battle was over.

The big iron sword broke in two, and the front end fell to the high platform with a clatter, and the white sword in Chen Ling's hand pointed directly at the opponent's throat.

"Do you want to fight?" Chen Ling looked at him expressionlessly.

The other party was stunned, and looked at the iron sword in his hand in a cold sweat.

He just felt the iron sword in his hand tremble slightly, and then with a light, the battle was over.

What a lot of power, so much speed.

He glanced at Chen Ling, reluctantly jumped off the high platform, and returned to the crowd.

The people on the field couldn't help but be stunned, they didn't even see his movements clearly just now, they only heard the sound of the big iron sword breaking in two and falling to the ground, and the battle ended inexplicably.

Is this person on stage too powerful or is he too lucky?

For a time, no one came to power.

"Interesting. ”

After raising the platform, Mo Liufang, the head of the Mo family, looked at Chen Ling on the stage and nodded.

The sword just now, the speed and strength are just right, one less point will pick the iron sword out, and one more point will waste one's strength in vain, this skillful skill seems to have been practiced for decades, which seems to be mastered by a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy.

"Dad, who's that? The girl next to Mo Liufang grabbed her two black and shiny braids and looked at Chen Ling on the stage with great interest.

"I don't know, but it's just a good seedling. Mo Liufang smiled.

"Dad, do you think I can defeat him?" Mo Chunjiao asked, her curious eyes kept looking at Chen Ling on the stage.

"No, you can't. This young man has a very deep foundation, I am afraid that he can defeat a martial artist lightly, and even a samurai of the lower third order, you girl is not even a samurai, where can you defeat him. ”

"He's really that good?"

"Look at his dish, it seems to be casual but it is actually as steady as a rock, even if a giant beast rushes towards him, it can't knock him down, and then look at the posture of his sword, at any time to defend against attacks from all directions, look at the sword in his hand, it is not a lax state of falling during the truce, it is an angle ready to attack at any time, no matter which angle you attack him from this posture, you will fail in the end. ”

The more Mo Liufang spoke, the more surprised he became, and muttered: "This kid has extremely rich combat experience, even if he starts practicing from his mother's womb, it is difficult to practice this fiery and innocent posture now, what kind of person is this kid?"

"That's a very powerful person. Mo Chunjiao looked at Chen Ling on the field with great interest, it was the first time he had heard his father praise someone like this.

"It's a very powerful person, and he can already be regarded as a master before he becomes a martial artist. Mo Liufang said: "What? Are you interested in others?"

"Damn, I just think he's cool. Mo Chunjiao blushed and said, "Look, look, someone is going up to challenge him again." ”

......

Chen Ling's second opponent was also a strong young man, who looked stronger than the one just now.

Before becoming a martial artist, strength means strength in a certain way, and with the exception of those who value skill, most of the strength type candidates are muscular.

For this kind of prey, no, this kind of person, Chen Ling never minded how strong he was.

Because none of them can be stronger than him.

The body cultivated by eight thousand years of fighting, even without the support of spiritual energy, is extremely strong, his muscles are not strong, but they are as solid as a rock and as hard as steel, and the power that can burst out is unimaginable.

"Go down, you're no match for me. Chen Ling said lightly.

"Then who do you think is your opponent?" the other party asked rhetorically, and the voice was particularly loud, deliberately so that everyone present could hear it.

"Neither. Chen Ling still understated.

There was an uproar in the audience, these words were too unnoticed, but Chen Ling didn't even pay attention to them.

"How do you want to fight, do you attack first or do I attack first?" Chen Ling looked at the opponent in front of him without squinting.

"You first. ”

As soon as the other party's words fell, the white sword in Chen Ling's hand stabbed forward, and the peak was on his throat.

"You...... I haven't even said how you attacked first at the beginning. The young man took a step back and shouted.

"If I were the spirit beast you were going to kill, you wouldn't have a chance to speak now, go down, I don't want to talk nonsense with you anymore. Chen Ling said impatiently.

"No, you didn't give me a chance to prepare just now, we did it all over again. ”

Chen Ling suddenly took a step forward, his left foot was supported, his body rotated ninety degrees, and his right foot kicked him in the abdomen, and the strong young man flew directly off the high platform and smashed into the crowd.

"Next!" Chen Ling said in a loud voice: "If you come up again, you can fight, don't give me nonsense." ”