Zhang Yusheng has completed the cultivation of high-level swordsmanship, and is about to face a particularly important choice.

In order to make their sword path go further, the disciples above the high level of the Tianbei Sword Sect need to choose a precise kendo direction, and from then on, they must unswervingly go down that path and go straight to the grandmaster.

The time taken varies depending on one's talent, understanding, luck and level of effort, ranging from nearly a hundred years to as long as the longevity is exhausted.

Therefore, most sword cultivators have never been able to reach the realm of a grandmaster in their lifetime, and can only end up with hatred as a top kendo master. And once you succeed in breaking through the realm by chance, you can be reborn and become a human being who is admired by thousands of people, and have a longer time to pursue the ethereal semi-fairy realm and even the fairy realm......

The Tianbei Sword Sect now has sixteen elders alive, and they all practice in different directions, plus Wang Liangsi, the head of the Great Grandmaster Realm, is in charge, so the Tianbei disciples have a total of seventeen paths to take.

Zhang Yusheng was not in a hurry to make his choice, because the triennial Xiuzhen Exchange Conference jointly organized by the Tianbei Sword Sect and the Qingcheng Martial Academy was about to start again.

I remembered an agreement made three years ago......

Twenty-year-old Zhang's childish face was full of anticipation.

Tianbei Sub-Peak, Fuxiantai, disciples of various factions gathered together.

For the sake of the millennium, in addition to the indispensable Tianbei and Qingcheng, this Xiuzhen Exchange Conference also has the participation of the world's first-class cultivation schools such as Xuanwu Mountain and Kuhai Temple. Except for the cult led by the Wuen Sect, almost all the genius cultivators of the younger generation came here. And for some unknown reason, the main peak of Tianbei has been completely blocked by the Tianbei Sword Sect since a few months ago, so the exchange conference can only be held in the second peak, which makes some cultivators who have always been full of curiosity and anticipation about the rumored wonders of Tianbei feel sorry.

Zhang Yusheng, who was late because he didn't sleep well last night, easily found the familiar shadow in the crowd, like the stars and the moon.

The woman smiled and smiled, and her dark eyes were full of happiness.

It is interlocked with the five fingers of the palace jade.

So he stopped......

The mountain breeze is coming, and the chill is bone-chilling.

As many people had guessed, Li Chun, the dean of the Qingcheng Martial Academy, really didn't come, but sent several senior elders to participate on his behalf. Wang Liangsi, the head of the Tianbei Sword Sect, personally attended this commemorative exchange conference and calmly accepted the salutes and greetings of the delegations of various sects.

Under Wang Liangsi's speech and announcement, the military war began.

Zhang Yusheng was the first to step into the ring very unruly, and slowly spoke: "Yu Jie." ”

The Tianbei chief elder who was born only thought that he was unwilling because of the defeat in the competition three years ago, nodded with the acquiescence of the head of Tianbei, and said loudly: "Zhang Yusheng, a high-level disciple of the Tianbei Sword Sect, challenges Yu Jie, a personal disciple of the Qingcheng Martial Academy!"

Under the curious gaze of many genius cultivators from all over the world, the woman in Tsing Yi stepped forward and said expressionlessly, "I refuse to fight. ”

Countless voices of discussion suddenly resounded around him.

The voice was like a tide, Zhang Yusheng felt that he was gradually being submerged by the tide, and the familiar but strange woman looked at him from a distance, her eyes were like ice stones, and she could not see the slightest evasion or guilt. As if to say: are we acquainted?

After a few breaths, Zhang Yusheng's gaze began to dodge.

If she is in her position, it is not surprising to make such a choice, and it can even be said that it should be taken for granted......

"If you and I are single at twenty, then together. ”

On the cliffside three years ago, the girl answered the boy's cry like this.

If you think about it, she didn't actually break the agreement at all. Didn't promise himself anything, everything was ......

It's just unrealistic delusions.

The presiding elder shook his head and said with a little regret, "Your challenge was rejected and therefore invalid. You also have one more chance to choose a new opponent. With your strength, you can compete with the outstanding disciples of Kuhai Temple or Xuanwu Mountain. ”

Yu Jie turned her head away and stopped looking at him.

This was followed by a slightly awkward silence. In Zhang Yusheng's silence, time seems to go back to three years ago, as if the girl is still the girl, and the boy is still the boy.

Zhang Yusheng ignored the kind-hearted reminder of the principal elder, and suddenly looked in a certain direction again, accentuated his tone, and said word by word: "Gongling Jade!"

The audience was in an uproar.

After the speech, Wang Liangsi, who was sitting quietly in the main seat, took a serious look at the slightly impressed Tianbei disciple in the ring, and gradually recalled a similar scene - the person who stood there last time should be Zhong Nan, and the two are somewhat similar...... No, this person is far less paranoid than Zhong Nan back then.

Zhong Nan's actions and deeds are indeed worthy of Wang Liangsi's attention, and at present, this person ...... Wang Liangsi closed his eyes listlessly, and his bright head hung down slightly.

Gong Lingyu, who had not been challenged so formally for many years, suddenly became interested, not to mention that this person also had an interesting essay with him three years ago, and besides, this person also had an inexplicable past with Yu Jie, who was snuggled up next to him......

When Gong Lingyu seriously does something, all the gods in the sky will favor him. This is true for cultivation, enlightenment, and the pursuit of a certain destined person.

Now that we have come to this, let it be a non-regression. Thinking like this in his heart, Gong Lingyu stepped into the ring gracefully.

As soon as he got on the field, he easily gained the attention of everyone present. For this very famous "Immortal", cultivators are always extremely curious about his exercises, kendo and state of mind, but there are very few people in the world who are qualified to let him shoot, and most of them hold their own identities, so this time Gong Lingyu's battle under the spotlight is particularly rare. Although the opponent is a fellow disciple with a relatively low reputation and a relatively low realm, many people hope that Zhang Yusheng can last longer, so that it is possible to see Gong Lingyu use the real immortal technique......

So cheers and cheers came one after another.

"Please sword!" said Gong Lingyu with a smile.

According to the usual practice, in order to avoid accidental injury, the martial arts competition at the Xiuzhen Exchange Conference can only use special wooden weapons, but for real masters, wooden weapons often cannot exert their true strength, so there is a sword to say: if both parties to the battle agree to bear the consequences, they can ask the chief elder for permission to use their original weapons, although this will become particularly dangerous in martial arts, but the real strong can also let go of their hands and feet, and fight to the fullest without regrets.

Zhang Yusheng gritted his teeth and nodded resolutely.

The chief elder once again asked Wang Liangsi's opinion with his eyes, and the head of Tianbei smiled.

Soon a swordsman fetched the swords of the two. The sword of the palace is called "Stygian Blade", it is said that he forged it by his own hands, the grade is unknown, the bronze sword body is narrow and long, it is engraved with strange veins, and the appearance is unpretentious and dull, but all kendo masters can see that it is extraordinary.

In contrast, Zhang Yusheng is a little shabby, and the sword in his hand is a standard sword dedicated to the high-level disciples of the Tianbei Sword Sect, the size and length are moderate, the sword blade seems to be cold and dignified, and the word "Tianbei" engraved on the sword body is even more chic and freehand, but it cannot be compared with the already famous "Seal of the Underworld".

Zhang Yusheng declined the kindness of a certain Tianbei elder who wanted to lend his famous sword to him temporarily. In fact, his requirements for the sword have never been high, just get your hands on it.

Anyway, they are all sharp weapons used to hurt people.

When the gong sounded, the two remained still, just like the scene three years ago, but they changed their opponents.

Just when both of them were brewing sword intent, the chief elder held back his cough and patiently tasted tea.

"Since you don't want me to let you ...... Then I'll strike first?" said Gong Lingyu with a smile.

Before the words fell, the sword rose with the wind.

For the first time in his life, Zhang Yusheng used such a non-returnable swordsmanship...... In the past ten years, some things that have been repeatedly emphasized by the teachers and students, but deliberately ignored by him out of his heart, have involuntarily merged together at this moment, forming this textbook-like sword.

"Okay!" Wang Runshan, who was sitting in the middle of nowhere, slapped his legs and stood up, looking extremely satisfied with this sword. I never thought that such a disciple, who had never been favored by me, would have such hard work, and it was really in vain for my tireless and earnest teachings back then......

Just as the kendo masters in the audience wanted to comment on this, the sword suddenly stopped.

Stand still in front of Miyaling Yu.

He was firmly sandwiched between the two fingers that he didn't know when he stretched out, and it was difficult to move forward a bit.

A drop of cold sweat broke out on Wang Runshan's forehead.

I saw Gong Lingyu raise his right hand holding the sword, and the blade in his hand pointed directly at Zhang Yusheng's chest, and the narrow and long sword body perfectly stabbed out in the opposite direction of the Tianbei sword, and the dark golden sword light flowed rapidly along the bronze sword body...... A series of actions were completed in the blink of an eye, and the high-level sword cultivator Zhang Yusheng was suddenly extremely dangerous.

Only then did the exclamations around him sound. Yu Jie's gaze finally turned to the ring, to Zhang Yusheng.

With a slight sword roar, a refined and pure white light broke free from Gong Lingyu's fingers and slashed towards the dark golden river!

Gong Lingyu frowned slightly, and then popped out with his fingers.

"Ding" ......

A crisp crash sounded, and many people who thought they had seen the results realized that Zhang Yusheng had returned to the position where he was standing.

In the first round, it was comparable.

"Something interesting. Gong Lingyu suddenly spoke.

At that moment, he used some kind of original fingering to unexpectedly flick off Zhang Yusheng's Tianbei Sword, and the Dark Blade held in his right hand continued to stab Zhang Yusheng's chest.

But it didn't work. Because it was not only the sword that was flicked away by him, but also Zhang Yusheng himself.

Gong Lingyu had seen a similar description in an ancient book, this is a realm that should not appear in the Xuanwu world, according to common sense.

"Is the human sword one......" Gong Lingyu pursed his lips disdainfully, full of sword intent, wanting to cut off Zhang Yusheng and the sword in his hand together.

A snowflake suddenly falls in the ring between the two.

Zhang Yusheng raised his head and looked at the sky, where thousands of snowflakes were slowly falling. The mountain wind rose again, but his heart suddenly calmed down. The right hand is sore, and it seems that it can't be beaten, but even if you can win, what's the point?

Will she come back?

"I throw in the towel. Zhang Yusheng said suddenly. Then, in the midst of countless thoughtful eyes, he threw away the sword that had been cracked.

Turning to leave, his back looked a little pitiful.