On the stargazing peak, in the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion.

At this moment, a young man was slowly walking in.

The young man patted the dust off his body, and then, glancing around the empty hall, stood still.

He seemed to be waiting for something.

And the originally quiet hall fell into silence again as the young man stopped.

It was not the first time that the young man had come here, but every time he had returned in vain, and even paid a very painful price.

Thinking of this, the young man reached out and touched the scars on his face.

The scars on his face had healed, crisscrossing his face like furrows.

Some of the scars seemed to be fresh, and they were covered with black-red blood scabs, which was shocking.

But he didn't seem to feel sad that he had become like this, and even his scarred face was a little more proud.

Because only he knows that all the scars on his face are the result of his efforts.

It is the proof that he is qualified to stand in front of the gate of the Son of Kendo.

Sensing that he was feeling a little excited, the young man took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

The summer is scorching, but the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion located on the top of the stargazing peak is full of cold.

As one cold air after another was inhaled into his lungs, the young man's eyes became more and more fiery.

He looked at the long sword in his hand, and then whispered to the empty hall, "Sword idiot, come to apprentice." ”

The young man's voice was very soft, but it still echoed throughout the hall, and it did not subside for a long time.

Seeing that no one responded, the young man's face was not discouraged in the slightest, he just stood quietly in the hall and waited.

A stick of incense time has passed...... Time has passed for two pillars of incense...... Three incense sticks......

Although time passed very slowly, the young man remained where he was, motionless as if an old monk had settled down.

For him, waiting has become his habit.

As the sunlight outside gradually dazzled, the originally cool hall gradually became a little warmer.

It's noon.

It was the harshest time of the sun, and it was also the most sleepy moment.

But the figure standing in the hall was still as straight as a sword, and his head did not lower in the slightest.

"Sword idiot, come to apprentice. ”

The young man, who had been silent for a long time, opened his mouth and repeated again.

But what answered him was the endless silence.

There was no discouragement on the young man's face, he just stood there.

Keep waiting.

Finally, even the cicadas that stayed in the trees finally got tired of the endless screaming and began to fall asleep.

The sun sank into the West Mountain, and before I knew it, it was already evening.

As the light dimmed, the great hall fell into a long darkness.

The young man remained there, and since the morning he had not eaten at all, not even a drop of water.

Finally, the young man spoke for the third time, and this time, his voice was a little more hoarse.

"Sword idiot, come to apprentice. ”

And with the young man's third opening, a burst of footsteps finally sounded in the hall that had been quiet for a long time.

Wujisheng slowly walked in from outside the gate, and at first glance he saw the straight figure of the young man.

"Sword idiot, haven't you given up yet? ”

Because of Don Juan's matter, the non-grade students have been in a very bad mood these days, plus they saw the young man in front of them.

This made Wujisheng a little more irritable.

The young man turned to look at the Wuji student, only to see the corners of his mouth full of scars move slightly, and then said lightly: "Senior Brother Wuji." ”

Hearing the young man's greeting, Wujisheng just waved his hand in annoyance and said, "Master hasn't agreed to let you enter yet, don't call me that." ”

For Wujisheng's impatience, the young man is extraordinarily calm.

The young man just nodded and said, "Master said, as long as I can beat one of several senior brothers and sisters, he will agree to let me get started." ”

Listening to the firmness in the young man's words, this made the unspeakable disgust in the hearts of the non-grade students.

The classless student laughed coldly: "Say you're a sword idiot, are you really a sword idiot?" Look at those scars on your face, who would have thought that you were the "jade-faced scholar" back then?"

Regarding Wujisheng's ridicule, the young man just nodded lightly and said calmly: "It's because the sword idiot's skills are not as good as others, and he lost to Senior Brother Wuxin, and his face was scratched a few times, which should also be done." ”

"You don't have a few scars on your face, you come to challenge Senior Brother Wuxin, every time you lose, let Senior Brother Wuxin draw a line on your face, look at the scars on your face, it's been ten times."

The classless student stared at the young man's scarred face and said lightly.

"Thirteen times. ”

The young man moved the corners of his mouth slightly, but the scar on his face also writhed, which was very terrifying.

"Forget it, Senior Brother Wuxin probably won't come, I'll have a game with you. ”

Wujisheng stared at the young man and said coldly.

"But my rules are different from those of Senior Brother Wuxin, I only have one game, if you lose, you have to die!"

Wu Jisheng's eyes were cold, and the resentment and anger accumulated in the past few days turned into a strong killing intent in an instant.

Seeing Wujisheng staring at the young man, he shouted coldly: "It's still not better!"

Feeling the killing intent coming to Wujisheng's face, the young man just glanced at Wujisheng blankly, and then stood there quietly without any response.

"What's wrong, scared?"

Wuji Sheng sneered.

The young man just shook his head slowly and said calmly, "You will die." ”

"Don't be ashamed!"

Hearing the young man's words, the anger in Wujisheng's heart could no longer be contained, and he saw a flash of white light in his hand, and the long sword at his waist was already in his hand.

Wuji looked at the young man coldly, only to hear him shout in a deep voice: "Draw your sword!"

"Okay. ”

Facing the persecution of Wujisheng, the young man nodded a little sluggishly, and then slowly pulled out his sword from his waist.

As his sword was drawn, the contemptuous expression on Wujisheng's face grew stronger.

The young man's sword was already covered with rust, and the blade, which should have been extremely sharp, was now dull like an iron rod.

If this is this sword, I'm afraid it will be difficult to stop Wujisheng's move.

"Your sword is as disgusting as your face. ”

Wu Jisheng just glanced at the sword in the young man's hand, and he felt that his eyes were polluted.

"Make a move. ”

Hearing Wujisheng's ridicule at himself, the young man just responded calmly.

For the young man's words, Wujisheng didn't even think it was a mockery.

It was just a feeble plea to die.

It's a self-indulgent joke.

"Senior Brother Wuxin is still too merciful. ”

As soon as Wujisheng's words fell, a powerful true qi rose from him, and he saw him swing out with a sword, and dozens of sword qi poured out from the tip of the sword, pointing directly at the young man.

The young man calmly looked at the oncoming sword qi, only to see him move his body slightly, and he narrowly brushed past each sword qi, but there was no damage in the slightest.

"It's too slow. ”

The young man still stood in place, and said without any fluctuations in his voice.

"Presumptuous!"

Seeing that the young man had dodged his sword moves lightly, Wujisheng felt a little more impatient in his heart.

It reminded him of the arrogant Don Juan.

"I have a sword ......"

Just when Wujisheng wanted to use the "Heaven and Earth One Sword", with a light sound, a middle-aged man appeared beside Wujisheng.

"Wuji, step aside. ”

I saw the middle-aged man stretch out his index finger and gently press it on the blade of Wujisheng's sword.

For a while, Wujisheng only felt that the sword intent on his sword was suppressed by a more powerful force, and it was difficult to run.

Looking at the middle-aged man who suddenly appeared in front of him, Wujisheng said with some surprise: "Senior Brother Wuxin." ”

Senior Brother Wuxin looked at his junior brother with a soft gaze, and laughed softly: "Your recent sword heart doesn't seem to be very stable, causing the sword qi you emitted to be very messy, this time you went down the mountain, what happened?"

"Brother Wuxin, I ......"

Hearing Senior Brother Wuxin's words, Wujisheng was stunned for a while, not knowing what to do.

First the Demon Daohou was hit hard, and then Tang Juan's provocation, Mei Raoshuang didn't pay attention to herself.

How can you explain to your senior brother something that hurts your self-esteem like this?

Seeing that Wujisheng was silent, Wuxinsheng didn't pursue it, but said lightly: "You go down, you can practice swords, don't let down the master's hard work." ”

"But the sword idiot ......"

Wujisheng just wanted to speak, but found that Senior Brother Wuxin was looking at him expressionlessly.

Wujisheng knew that it was the expression that the senior brother would only show when he was angry.

"Yes, brother. ”

Wujisheng could only nod, then withdrew his sword and walked out of the hall a little lonely.

"Xiao Chen, I didn't expect you to give up. ”

Seeing Wujisheng leaving, Wuxinsheng looked at the young man in front of him and said lightly.

Hearing Wu Xinsheng's words, the young man just shook his head lightly and said, "Xiao Chen is dead, and standing here is just an idiot who is obsessed with swords." ”

"Okay, good!" Wu Xinsheng just chuckled softly, and there was nothing in the laughter.

"I've tried with you so many times, and I'm tired of being merciful, this time, let's live or die. ”

Wuxinsheng pulled out his sword and said with a smile at the young man not far away.

"Good. ”

The young man nodded, then raised his sword slightly.

"I have a sword, and all things cannot escape. ”

Unintentionally let out a low note, and then, from him, a heavy momentum slowly rose.

The entire hall seemed to be plunged into the deep sea for a while, silently suppressing the young man's mind.

Depressed, agitated, unable to move.

The young man calmly felt his state at this time.

And at this very moment.

Unintentionally gave birth to a sword.

Although the sword couldn't hit him at all, it still made the young man feel the slightest bit bad.

If there is no sword intent, it is like a bamboo, and it is indomitable.

Then the unintentional sword intent is to indulge like the sea, without a trace.

This is also why, Wuji gave birth to several sword qis, but the young man could easily dodge them.

And wielding a sword unintentionally made the young man feel that he could not escape death.

But that was only the first thirteen times he felt in his heart.

This time, even if he couldn't see Wuxin's shadowless sword qi, he could feel it.

Because when Wu Xinsheng swung that sword, dozens of scars on the young man's face were already faintly painful.

The sword qi is coming.

The young man stared quietly at the empty front of him, only to see that his body was slightly lowered, but his eyes were looking straight at Wu Xinsheng.

"I have a sword, and all things cannot escape. ”

As soon as the young man's voice fell, his figure had already disappeared in place.