Chapter Forty-Seven: The River of Wisdom and Tranquility

"Fifteenth, twenty-eighth, go to the ring!"

As the elder's loud voice came, Jiang Chen knew that it was his turn.

When Jiang Chen came to the stage, he naturally attracted everyone's attention again.

Sect Master Du Ruiqing, several peak masters, and many elders on the high platform all set their eyes on Jiang Chen at the same time.

This sinner who killed the disciples of the Heavenly Spirit Root of the Sword Washing Sect!

There are few people with good-looking faces, and in their eyes, Jiang Chen is a sinner, a sinner who has damaged the foundation of the Sword Washing Sect.

"Huh...... This son has actually advanced to the foundation building!"

Wei Siyuan said with some surprise, and suddenly everyone suddenly discovered that in their opinion, this waste spirit root who had only been promoted to an inner disciple by some chance had actually become a foundation building cultivator.

"Hmph, it's just relying on chance, the dual-lineage miscellaneous spirit root, the ability to perceive is low, what is the achievement of such a gift?" Du Rui snorted coldly, obviously still unable to let go of Jiang Chen's killing of He Tianyang.

"What Sect Master Du said is reasonable. This son's talent is destined to make it impossible for him to achieve much in his cultivation. Although it may be amazing and brilliant in the early stage of cultivation, as time passes, it will inevitably drown out everyone and gradually lose its dazzling light. Bai Yihang nodded.

In addition to Wei Taixian, who did not speak, several other peak masters and many elders also spoke out one after another, expressing their agreement with Du Ruiqing's views.

"Humph!"

Wei Taixian, who had been silent, suddenly snorted coldly.

His tone was a little unhappy and he said: "As far as my Tai A Feng's disciple is not as good as a person, right? Your mountain has produced a foundation building monk, that is, the potential is infinite and the talent is outstanding, and my Tai A Feng has produced a foundation building disciple, that is, it is completely by chance, and it will definitely be unknown to everyone in the future." ”

After Wei Taixian said this, everyone else obediently closed their mouths, although Du Ruiqing was a little dissatisfied with Wei Taixian, but he did not have a seizure, so he had to pretend to taste the spiritual tea and no longer speak.

"No. 15 signing, Qinglan Peak Lin Ming. Please give us a lot of advice. ”

On the opposite side of Jiang Chen, the disciple arched his hand.

"Tai Ah Feng Jiang Chen. Jiang Chen nodded slightly and said, "Let's make a move." ”

The disciple named Lin Ming saw Jiang Chen's indifferent expression, and he didn't seem to take him seriously at all, and suddenly a wave of anger rose in his heart, and even the flying sword with the sacrifice was a little sharper.

"Then Senior Brother Jiang should be careful!"

Lin Ming's true qi poured into the flying sword, and suddenly a sword qi rolled up three whirlwinds, stabbing towards Jiang Chen.

"Whirlwind swordsmanship, it's a pity that it has no shape. Jiang Chen shook his head and said, "The real whirlwind sword technique is to rotate the sword qi into a whirlpool of sword qi, not just a whirlwind that only increases its momentum. ”

As soon as Jiang Chen's words came out, the corners of the disciple's mouth named Lin Ming were still slightly upturned, and he seemed to be extremely disdainful of Jiang Chen's words.

In Lin Ming's opinion, who doesn't know the true meaning of the Whirlwind Sword Technique, but it's one thing to understand, and it's another thing to really show it, Jiang Chen can only pay lip service.

But then he was dumbfounded, in front of his eyes, Jiang Chen stabbed out with a sword, and suddenly seven sword qi suddenly generated in the air, forming seven swirling sword qi vortices between the agitation.

This is not a seven whirlwind, but a real sword qi vortex.

Lin Ming was suddenly dumbfounded, daring to love the other party was not boastful, but he had really mastered this sword technique, and the most surprising thing was that Jiang Chen's shot was actually a seven-way sword qi vortex.

Du Ruiqing and the others, who were originally unimpressed with Jiang Chen, also suddenly trembled when they saw Jiang Chen's hand, although they already knew that Jiang Chen's comprehension of swordsmanship was beyond ordinary people, but as soon as he made a move, he hit seven sword qi vortices, this kind of method could not be described simply as swordsmanship beyond ordinary people.

"I don't know if Sect Master Du came to perform the Whirlwind Sword Technique, and you can hit a few sword qi vortexes?" Wei Taixian glanced at Du Ruiqing, who had a shocked face, and asked in a somewhat yin and yang tone.

Du Ruiqing's face was slightly red, and he immediately raised his hand and said, "To tell you the truth, I can only trigger six sword qi vortexes!"

The others were even more silent, Du Ruiqing was able to trigger six sword qi vortices, while they could only trigger four or even five paths, and this Jiang Chen, who was just a new disciple who had not been promoted to the inner sect for a short time, was actually able to trigger seven sword qi vortices as soon as he made a move.

At this time, Jiang Chen naturally didn't know that his casual single-handedness would cause the shock of so many sect leaders, in his opinion, this was really a simple matter, and even as long as he was willing, it was not too difficult to send out the seven sword qi vortices.

As long as you master the true sword intent of the Whirlwind Sword Technique, it is not much of a problem to trigger the sword qi vortex at all.

That disciple named Lin Ming had completely lost the desire to resist, and as soon as Jiang Chen made a move, he knew that he had no chance of winning at all.

However, when he saw that the seven sword qi vortex was actually coming straight towards him, his complexion changed instantly!

Could it be that Jiang Chen was going to kill him?

And just as the seven sword qi vortex was approaching him, suddenly Jiang Chen waved his hand, and the sword qi vortex instantly collapsed, forming a wall of wind.

Lin Ming only felt a soft but irresistible force pushing him out, and in the next second, he had already fallen outside the ring.

Lin Ming lost!

But he was convinced.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Jiang, for your mercy. Lin Ming bowed to Jiang Chen, with a hint of unconcealable respect in his eyes.

Jiang Chen nodded slightly, he was indeed merciful to his subordinates, and his sword just now had actually instructed Lin Ming, as for whether Lin Ming could comprehend it, it depended on his own talent.

At this time, Sima Kong and the others, who were watching the battle, were extremely shocked in their hearts.

Jiang Chen is still the same dashing Jiang Chen, and one whirlwind sword technique is enough to justify his name.

"Senior Brother Sima, I don't know what your chances of winning against this Jiang Chen?" beside Sima Kong, Shi Cong asked in a low voice.

Sima Kong shook his head slightly and said, "I don't know ...... either."

Sima Kong has no bottom in his heart, but it doesn't mean that he will directly admit defeat, although Jiang Chen casts seven sword qi vortexes, but Sima Kong also has his killer weapon.

"However, even if I can't defeat him this time, sooner or later, I will surpass him and let him only be able to keep chasing me......" Sima Kong's gaze fell on Jiang Chen in the distance, and he muttered to himself.

Outside the arena, Jiang Qin, Yong Ling'er and Ye Yu were extremely happy to see Jiang Chen win the first battle so easily.

"It's so handsome, Brother Jiang is so handsome, it's just my idol!" Ye Yu rubbed his hands and said excitedly.

"Of course, don't look at who it is!" Jiang Qin said playfully.

Yong Ling'er didn't speak, just stood quietly aside, but her face was also filled with a smile of joy, and her gaze fell on Jiang Chen, with a trace of indescribable affection.

Teenage heroes, how many girls don't like it?

"Hey, Yong Ling'er, why are you looking at Brother Jiang like this?

Yong Ling'er's face turned red and she stopped talking, but she glanced at Ye Yu with shame, and her already beautiful and moving face was even more indescribably shy, which made people can't help but feel excited.

The first round ended shortly after.

Tai Ah Feng originally had eight disciples to participate, but after this round, there were only three people left.

In addition to Jiang Chen, although the other two won, it was not easy to win, Wei Taixian did not express displeasure at this, but there was a hint of a smile on his originally tense face, obviously Jiang Chen used that sword, Wei Taixian was able to choke Du Ruiqing and make him feel a lot better.

Those who entered the second round were supposed to be twenty-one disciples, but two of them automatically gave up the competition because of the huge consumption of true qi, so nineteen people entered the second round.

Perhaps because of Jiang Chen's amazing appearance in the first round, those disciples of Tai Ah Feng all moved a little closer to Jiang Chen, and the two disciples of the first round even came over to say hello to Jiang Chen.

Of course, Jiang Chen would not pretend to ignore them, but politely responded to them one by one.

Just as the second round of the battle was about to begin, Jiang Chen suddenly felt a fierce killing force covering him.

Jiang Chen's sensitivity to killing is far from being comparable to that of ordinary monks, and this has nothing to do with cultivation, it is completely the experience of a monk.

The moment he caught the killing machine, Jiang Chen looked towards the source of the killing machine.

The place that came into view was an old man in Tsing Yi on the high platform, this old man had a cold face, and looked at Jiang Chen gloomily, as if he was about to tear Jiang Chen apart.

Jiang Chen didn't know who this old man was, but judging from the position he was sitting in the middle of the high platform, he should have a very high status in the Sword Washing Sect.

Jiang Chen didn't know when he had offended such a person, so he began to search in his mind.

Could it be?

Jiang Chen soon had a clue in his heart, if the guess was correct, this old man should be Elder Yu Chi, that is, Yu Chi Jinghe, the father of Yu Chi Feiyan who was slapped by Jiang Chen that day.

This is a monk in the late stage of Xuanye, the aura on his body is very majestic, he is sitting next to Wei Siyuan, except for Du Ruiqing in the middle and several peak masters, it is his position in the middle, judging from this position, it is very likely to be the punishment elder of Tiandu Peak, Wei Chi Jinghe.

Jiang Chen retracted his gaze, but he didn't have much fear in his heart, although Yu Chi Jinghe wanted to deal with him

But Jiang Chen was sure that it would be impossible for him to deal with a punishment elder in an open manner.

The second round of the contest soon began.

All the disciples drew a round of lottery, this time Jiang Chen drew the No. 3 lot, and the one who fought against him was the seventeenth.

What made Jiang Chen feel too coincidental was that this No. 17 was none other than He Hongxue, who had threatened him before the competition began.

Unlike the first round, after the second round of the draw, everyone's signature numbers were announced, and when He Hongxue saw that his opponent in this round was Jiang Chen, a trace of fierceness flashed in his eyes.

(There are so few recommended tickets and collections, it's miserable, everyone help me!)