Volume 1 Ding Ling's Appearance Chapter 27 You have the tide to listen to the rain, and I have the white silk

"Hey!" a strong man sighed, it was one of the few who supported Ji Sha's funeral before, and he said with a sad expression: "I knew that Lonely Sha was so powerful, I should have put a lot of money on him at that time, twice the odds!"

Zhang Bowei saw this scene not long after he finished speaking, and his expression stopped between joy and shock for a while. The hook-nosed old man on the side frowned and said, "This lonely sand is much stronger than I imagined! Young Master Qianyi's move is already quite powerful, and it didn't hurt the other party at all. ”

Zhang Bowei heard the words of the hook-nosed old man, and became a little nervous for a while, and asked, "Is that Qianyi no match for the other party?"

The hook-nosed old man thought for a moment and said: "The young master should still have the strength to come out, and it is not easy to determine the outcome at this time, but the other party has such a high attainment in boxing and fingering, and I think it is also a specialization in the art industry, and other aspects should not be too strong according to common sense." ”

After casually flicking away the last trace of sword light, Ji Shafu said with a smile: "The sword trick you used is flashy and not worth mentioning. If that's all you have, I'm really not in the mood to continue playing this boring trick with you, so I'd better defeat you as soon as possible and end this fight. ”

He stood on the stage and pretended to be bored and lazy, and deliberately used spiritual energy to stimulate when he spoke, so that even people from a distance could hear it clearly.

Zhang Qianyi's face was already gloomy and about to drip water, since he entered the Guanhai Sword Sect to learn the arts, he was already the best among the disciples of the outer sect in the sect, and it was even more amazing outside the sect, he has always been surrounded by everyone's heavenly beauty, although he is humble and polite on weekdays, but the arrogance in his bones is much stronger than most people, at this moment he has been so insulted in front of the public has made him grit his teeth with hatred, and the number of people watching the competition at this time has almost reached hundreds of thousands.

Zhang Qianyi suddenly felt that he had suffered a great shame, he was so angry that he was smoking, and his hatred for Ji Shafu had risen to the extreme, and he laughed angrily: "You say that my sword moves are flashy, and you think that you can easily defeat me? Hehehehe, you are just a bedbug under the deep ditch that speaks wildly, have you seen anything outside the deep ditch? I will let you see how strong the sword moves of the Guanhai Sword Sect are, and let you pay an extremely painful price for your ignorance of the earth. ”

Zhang Qianyi no longer retained his spiritual power, and climbed the sword intent to a new height, and he said in a deep voice: "Guanhai sword intent." ”

Feng Ming Sword seemed to feel Zhang Qianyi's continuous injection of spiritual power, and let out a sharp long roar, and the previous three-color sword qi also changed to red, orange, yellow, blue, and purple. Zhang Qianyi suddenly jumped up, hovered in mid-air for a few seconds, and then took a step out of thin air, and suddenly reached more than ten meters in the air.

"This trick of watching the tide and listening to the rain is a famous skill of this sect, and it is not in vain that you can defeat this trick!" Zhang Qianyi's eyes were fierce and fierce, and the Fengming sword in his hand rotated rapidly, during which the sound of wind and thunder continued, and a sound of watching the sea and listening to the tide spread.

There were all kinds of sounds about the sea in everyone's ears, some of them heard the sound of the waves crashing against the reef, some heard the sound of turbulent waves one after another, and some heard the sound of the quiet sea of autumn water growing together.

"Oh, I have already climbed to the second level of sword intent, and it seems that Zhang Qianyi is not too bad. Dai Bingmei looked a little more serious this time, and said with a smile.

Xu Yu also focused his attention on the ring: "This gorgeous sword trick looks very good, it is violent, it should be much stronger than the previous sword move, Silent Sha should be forced out of its true strength now!" She looked at it seriously and couldn't help but ask.

"If you can't force out your real strength this time, then Zhang Qianyi really can't let the other party go all out. Dai Bingmei looked at Zhang Qianyi, who was the strongest in mid-air, and saw that he changed the original one-handed sword to a two-handed sword, and the spiritual power almost poured into the sword body, obviously going all out.

However, once he reaches the second layer of sword intent, even if he enters the house in terms of imperial sword, as long as he has an average talent for sword cultivation, he will only linger in the first layer of sword intent for the rest of his life, and even if such a person has been using a sword, at best, he will only be called a swordsman by others, and will not be recognized as a sword cultivator.

After the Guanhai Sword Sect enters the outer gate, if it can't comprehend the second layer of sword intent after the age of forty, it will be demoted to the rank of miscellaneous servant and steward, and it will not be recognized to the outside world that he is a sword cultivation disciple of the Guanhai Sword Sect, and even the records of being a sword cultivation disciple of the sect will be destroyed together, and most of them will not be able to raise their heads in the sect, even in their own family.

And in the Guanhai Sword Sect, the person with profound sword intent is another situation, and the deeper the sword intent, the more admired he is. Unlike other sects that pay the most attention to the cultivation of their disciples, the Guanhai Sword Sect pays the most attention to the sword intent of the disciples of the sect, and the cultivation is still secondary. Most of the exercises practiced are complemented by the sword intent, and there is a saying that the sword splits the ground, collapses the mountain, destroys the city, and pours the sea, but where the sword intent is cultivated to a high depth, a sword in hand can make the river flow off, or even reverse the flow is possible. Of course, the strong people of the Guanhai Sword Sect will not be bored enough to split the mountain and fall into the sea or something, but some of the immortal fight-level battles that have been handed down over the years, the sword moves exerted by the strongest people of the Guanhai Sword Sect are only faster, more fierce, and more ruthless than they usually say.

Zhang Qianyi, who has already comprehended the second layer of sword intent, is naturally different from many outer disciples of the Guanhai Sword Sect who are still crawling in the first layer of sword intent, even if they have not yet entered the inner gate, but the entry standard has already been reached, and what is lacking is just a natural assessment process. After comprehending the second layer of sword intent, there are very few disciples who are willing to stay in the outer gate, some of them would rather be a chicken head than a phoenix tail, and some are indifferent, and most of these disciples have not been pressured by the family, otherwise there is a fetter of family interests that will be prosperous and lossy, even if they are stubborn, most of them will slowly compromise with the polishing of time.

Zhang Qianyi has his own reasons for pride, although he is not the best among the disciples who entered the sect at the same time, but the middle and upper level can still be ranked, the proportion of a sect monk is actually less than one-fifth, and the remaining four-fifths are mainly miscellaneous servants, and there are also some high-level monks who carry with them Servants and servants, these are probably those who cannot practice without spiritual roots, of course, there are some former sect disciples who have not broken through the first layer of sword intent for 20 years and have become miscellaneous servants, and their status is not high. The level of the Guanhai Sword Sect is very obvious, and being able to become a disciple of the sect's sword cultivation already has a rather proud psychology, and when encountering miscellaneous servants and servants of low rank, that innate sense of superiority will naturally be brought out, and Zhang Qianyi, who is also a disciple of the outer door after comprehending the second layer of sword intent, has been aweed and stammered by many fellow sword cultivation disciples of the outer gate.

If I don't win today, then all the good image that I have accumulated on weekdays will be ruined, and I definitely can't lose. Zhang Qianyi's mind in mid-air fluctuated, the sword intent was agitated, the sword intent of watching the sea changed with his mood fluctuations, the sound of the tide came and went, suddenly like a tsunami erosion, suddenly like a wave crashing on the shore, for a time it was strong and weak, the five-colored light on the Fengming sword flickered, and the spiritual power accumulated in it became more and more intense.

Ji Shafu looked at the sword intent of Guanhai that was not weak in mid-air, as well as the five-color light curtain that was layered on top of each other, and said indifferently: "The so-called sword intent, it comes from the heart, it is expensive in a static word, the sword intent is strong can be said to be Mount Tai collapsed in front of it and does not change color, you are so uncertain, it is difficult to give full play to the sword intent." ”

Zhang Qianyi, who was already hovering in mid-air, smiled wildly, and then gritted his teeth and said: "Lonely Sha, at this moment, you are still thinking about bad my mind, your wishful thinking is really loud! How can I let you succeed, you kind of thing that doesn't understand sword intent but has an axe, the ultimate fate is to be swallowed by the sword tide of Guanhai, and there are no bones left!"

He no longer kept it, the wind and thunder surged in the Fengming Sword, and the five-colored sword intent condensed around him rushed out like a flood that burst the embankment with the tip of the sword.

You Bujing appeared around the ring at this time, and quietly released the aura, forming an invisible wall of qi to enclose the entire ring space, and said: "It's just nonsense, performing such a wide range of attack moves, and not being able to retract and release it freely, if you want to harm the pond fish, you can't do it." ”

Zhang Qianyi's eyes were already red at this time, regardless of the frenzied spiritual power, the idea of killing Ji Sha was getting bigger and bigger, this was his stain, and the only way to remove the stain was to make it disappear in the world.

Seeing the sword tide rushing and roaring, Ji Shafu's eyes became sharp at this moment, the spiritual power around him was extremely condensed, and a faint white gas appeared around his body, and the white qi continued to be superimposed, as if he was wearing an invisible armor.

Di Ye, who was standing not far from the ring watching the battle, shrank his pupils and said in surprise: "How is it possible, it looks like Di Feng's Wanhua Gray Silk! No, this is not, the sword intent is completely different." He immediately wondered again: "This lonely sand did not use a sword, but the sword intent is solid, what kind of medicine is sold in the gourd." ”