"The two competitions of Qi refining stage disciples are over, and now it's the turn of foundation building stage disciples." Sect Master Qiu said with a smile.

The Yunhe Peak Lord's gaze swept over the disciples beside him, and he thought for a moment, "Fei Gu, you can go." ”

Fei Gu said loudly, kicked his feet, and stood on the test stand.

Fei Gu acted flamboyantly, and had two disputes with Lin Caixing, and the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect had a bad opinion of him.

Seeing him on stage, they all moved, and several senior brothers and sisters who were close to Lin Caixing took the initiative to step forward and invited themselves to fight.

Sect Master Qiu laughed and named out one person.

"Wu Tong."

A sturdy young man stepped out of the procession, saluted respectfully, and walked up to the high platform with his feet raised.

Lin Caixing shouted at the top of his voice: "Senior Brother Wu will win!" ”

The disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect were stunned, and they also cheered.

The disciples of the Qingyun Sect were naturally not to be outdone.

However, there was a huge disparity in the number of people between the two sides, and the voices of the disciples of the Qingyun Sect were drowned out in a voice of "Senior Brother Wu, come on."

Fei Gu's face was covered with dark clouds, he was so strong, and he hated others to steal his limelight the most.

Without waiting for Wu Tong to stand still on the test table, he shouted violently, like a vigorous cheetah pounced on Wu Tong.

"Possessed by a golden body!"

Fei Gu's outer body flashed with golden light, and his fists showed a hardness of fine iron.

He swung his fist at Wu Tong.

The fist slashed through the air, setting off a series of high-pitched whistling sounds.

Wu Tong's body retreated violently, and with a slap of his right hand on the storage bag, a thick black sword fell on his hand.

He spun outwards on his toes, stopped his retreat, grasped the hilt of his sword with both hands, and swung his sword at Feigu.

Bang!

The sound of metal clashing echoed above the test bench.

Fei Gu and Wu Tong were separated at a touch, and their bodies quickly pulled apart.

Fei Gu took a few steps back, his arms hanging down on the outside of his thighs, trembling slightly.

He looked at Wu Tong in disbelief, and his heart was horrified.

The disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect are not all weak sword cultivators, how could anyone have such terrifying power?

The disciples of the Qingyun Sect were also taken aback.

Fei Gu practiced the art of forging the body, and his body was hard and infinitely powerful.

There was actually a sword cultivator who could overwhelm him in physical strength.

They looked at Wu Tong as if they were looking at a monster.

Wu Tong also took a few steps back, and after standing firm, his first reaction was to pick up his heavy sword, observe it carefully, and see that there were no obvious traces left on the sword, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

Feigu was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

In Wu Tong's eyes, he was not even as good as a sword.

But at the thought of the sturdy blade, his fist began to ache again.

"Wu Tong is born with great strength, and this Qianjun Sword is just right for him." Sect Master Qiu seemed to be explaining to Lord Yunhe Peak, but the smile in his tone couldn't be suppressed.

"It's hard to find another way." The Lord of Yunhe Peak frowned slightly, and his voice was cold.

Wu Tong's way of using a sword is obviously different from the traditional sword cultivation.

The reason why sword cultivation is called sword cultivation is because sword cultivation regards the sword as his only magic weapon, and he has been seeking the truth of the way of the sword all his life.

If there is no sword in sword cultivation, it is equivalent to a person without a hand.

And Wu Tong is different, if his Qianjun sword is replaced by a Qianjun hammer and a Qianjun stick, he can still adapt to it, and even play extraordinarily.

Therefore, the Yunhe Peak Lord did not agree with Wu Tong's identity as a sword cultivator.

"Yunhe Peak's words are serious, Wu Tong is not just a way to use a sword."

Sect Master Qiu saw the thoughts of the Yunhe Peak Lord at a glance, and smiled meaningfully.

Wu Tong seemed to be trying to verify the sect master of Qiu, he pinched the seal with one hand, and the Qianjun sword was like an arrow from the string, and quickly rushed towards Fei Gu.

Fei Gu's arms were cracked, and he didn't dare to use his hands to catch it hard, he stepped heavily to dodge the flying sword, and his right leg was like a whip towards Wu Tong's cheek, with a fierce expression, "Die!" ”

The Lord of Yunhe Peak closed his eyes and sighed lightly in his heart.

Lost.

"Hahaha, it's a good time."

Wu Tong was overjoyed, he didn't recall the flying sword, he directly stretched out his hand, and the five fingers like eagle claws clasped Fei Gu's right leg.

Then, under Feigu's frightened eyes, he spun around the stage several times, threw the person out of his hand, and cut a graceful arc in the air.

"Hahaha!"

"Senior Brother Wu has won!"

"I'd like to call this the Invincible Spin Hot Wheels!"

“……”

The disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect burst into laughter, leaning forward and closing back.

Mo Ci's eyes drooped slightly, and her black eyelashes hid a flash of laughter.

Fei Gu can be regarded as losing face this time.

This loss was too embarrassing, Yun Hefeng took the initiative to make a real fire, and the disciples of Qingyun Sect also wanted to prove themselves, and the next three competitions were extremely hard.

"It's 3-3 again, it's a tie, it seems that if you want to split the winner or loser, you still have to look at this last game."

Sect Master Qiu and Yunhe Peak Lord glanced at each other.

Both knew the main event was coming.

They deliberately left Shen Yunge and Chen Zidu at the end, just for this moment.

"Self-ferry."

"The disciple is here."

"Cloud Song."

"The disciple is here."

"Ready to play."

"Yes."

When Chen Zidu and Shen Yunge walked onto the test table, there was a brief commotion below.

One is the prestigious Qingyun Sect Tianjiao, and the other is the leader of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, who is better between the two, and the disciples of the two sects have also been curious for a long time.

Chen Zidu's posture is long and straight, and every silhouette is full of sharp coldness, standing on the competition table like a sharp sword out of the sheath.

And Shen Yunge, who was opposite him, had apricot eyes and peach cheeks, his skin was better than snow, his pink lips were slightly upturned, and he smiled before he spoke, and his charm was moving.

"A talented woman is a match made in heaven."

A disciple was in a trance for a moment and blurted out.

Although the others did not echo the words, they all agreed.

Shen Yan's eyes were dark, and unknown emotions surged in his eyes.

"Chen Daoyou, please advise." Shen Yunge bowed, and after getting up, the gentle momentum that lingered around his body was repeated, and the sharp edge burst out in his soft eyes.

Chen Zidu returned the salute in silence, and his eyes revealed naked fighting intent.

Ever since the day he entered the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, he knew that he and Shen Yunge would have a battle sooner or later.

He had been waiting for this day for a long time.

"This sword is called Uneven!"

With the sword of injustice, in addition to injustice, I am not even.

On the disciple's seat, no one could see where Chen Zidu took out the uneven sword.

In the blink of an eye, the uneven sword appeared, as if it was originally in Chen Zidu's hand.

When the Yunhe Peak Lord saw the uneven sword, his eyes lit up, and his body couldn't help but lean forward slightly.

"This sword ......"

"The uneven sword was obtained from the depths of the sword mound." Sect Master Qiu was full of red light, and said proudly, "When it was born, ten thousand swords in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect resounded in unison, resounding through the heavens and the earth. ”

The Lord of Yunhe Peak bowed his head silently, and his eyes were full of brilliance.

"Good sword!" Shen Yunge praised it, slapped the storage bag, and a jade umbrella with twelve umbrella bones floated in front of her.

The jade umbrella has an umbrella body, but no umbrella surface, and it glows with a faint fluorescence.

After a closer look, it was found that the jade umbrella was not without an umbrella surface, but that the umbrella surface was composed of water, colorless and transparent, and difficult to detect.

"It's a foundation-building gift from the Lord of Yunhe Peak to Senior Sister Shen, the Innocent Umbrella!"

In a word, the mystery is broken.