"This kid is really stinky and beautiful!" Sky Killer couldn't help but pout.

"Ancestor, is this good? He has cultivated all the four veins of the sword path as a foundation building disciple, aren't you afraid that he will be greedy and chew too much?"

"Don't worry, judging from this kid's performance over the past ten years, his kendo talent is incomparable. ”

"Besides, I really want to see where his limit is?" The Heavenly Killer Daoist glanced meaningfully at the black iron sword in Zhang Wuji's hand, and the idea in his heart that made him extremely frightened became more and more real.

"Holy Soldier ......!"

"Hehe, if that's the case, I'm afraid the immortals in the sky won't be able to sit still!"

The corners of Tiansha's mouth hooked up a smile, and then he turned his head and said solemnly: "This kid will be handed over to you, give me a good practice, and after twenty years, I want him to become Xuanyuan's sharpest dark sword." ”

"Ancestor, rest assured!"

"I've learned this kind of thing the most. The Lonely Mountain Daoist glanced at Zhang Wuji and grinned very happily.

"Also, only you know the strangeness of his black iron sword, this is the top secret of the sect, and it is not allowed to be passed on, if there is a risk of exposure, you must protect this secret at all costs, understand?"

Gu Shan's heart sank when he heard this, but he quickly reacted and nodded solemnly.

Zhang Wuji became even busier.

Having learned the four veins of kendo means that he needs to work four times harder than others.

His time seemed to never be enough, and Zhang Wuji's eyes were dazzled and dizzy by the various sword techniques and sword canons of the four veins.

Fortunately, no matter what the sword technique is, he only needs to learn the basics, although the time is tighter, it is not so much that he doesn't even have time to cultivate the Yin Yang Dao Sutra.

Therefore, his cultivation is also progressing steadily.

If you change to someone else, don't say that you learn the four veins of the whole kendo, and you also take care of the improvement of cultivation, I am afraid that in the end, you will learn half a bottle of water in kendo, and your cultivation will not be up or down.

In the blink of an eye, another half a year has passed.

The triennial foundation building round battle officially kicked off.

Different from the last quiz, this time more than 10,000 foundation building disciples all arrived, and the square above the Heavenly Sword Peak was densely packed with countless foundation building disciples.

Everyone sat cross-legged, their eyes fixed, and no one spoke.

Zhang Wuji also sat in it, he felt a completely different atmosphere from the trial, that time it was completely like a joke, and this time it was really real.

If I have to describe it, it was an in-class quiz, and this time it was an authentic final exam.

An old man appeared on the high platform silently, his eyes swept over everyone and said in a deep voice: "Poor Dao Tianwen, I will preside over this foundation building wheel battle, I hope you will not live up to your three years of hard work, don't talk nonsense, let's start!"

With a wave of his sleeves, a passage appeared in the sky, and many foundation building disciples looked up at the passage, and a flash of light flashed in their eyes.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!" countless sword lights rose into the sky and disappeared into the passage.

Zhang Wuji also flashed and followed the large army into it.

The foundation building rotation battle system is also carried out in a small world.

This realm is very special, it is composed of one thousand and twenty-four small spaces with a radius of twenty miles, and the disciples who enter will be assigned to the small space by the Heavenly Daoist who presides over this small world in groups of two, and the winners will stay, and the losers will retreat.

Each person will go through about seven battles, and the round battle ranking is ranked by the Heavenly Asking Scholar based on the overall performance of these seven battles.

With the strength of Yuan Ying's divine sense, it was not difficult for him to rank.

Zhang Wuji only felt in a trance, and when he reappeared, he was already in a desert.

Across from him, a familiar figure gradually revealed.

"Senior brother, I didn't expect to run into you in the first battle!" Zhang Wuji shook his head and smiled bitterly.

In front of him is none other than the Qingshui Dao people on the ninth peak who like to tell stories to people.

"Aoba, take out your strongest combat power and let me see how strong you really are!" said the Qingshui Dao man with a smile.

Well, as long as he didn't drink, Senior Brother Qingshui was so gentle and elegant.

"Please advise Senior Brother!" Zhang Wuji bowed and saluted, and when he got up again, he had already opened his mouth and snorted, and the heavy sword Zangfeng galloped out .......

Ten minutes later, Zhang Wuji, who had done all the tricks, lay on the ground panting.

And Qing Shui on the other side was still gentle and elegant, as if defeating Zhang Wuji was a trivial matter.

"Senior brother is so powerful, junior brother, I am willing to bow down!" Zhang Wuji praised heartily.

When his figure disappeared into this space, Qing Shui's face turned pale, and he sat on the ground and began to gasp for breath.

"This junior brother is also too demonic, he has become so strong after not seeing him for half a year, and he has actually learned the four-vein swordsmanship, what a hell!"

Zhang Wuji lost the first battle, but he was not depressed, his figure appeared in a void space, and he sat cross-legged on the ground and began to summarize the gains and losses of this battle.

Soon he felt a slight pull again, and it was clear that his second battle was coming.

He regained his spirits, and his figure flickered into a small world ...... again.

At this moment, he has joined the Dark Sword Hall, to be honest, the ranking is no longer attractive to him, and the only thing he looks forward to participating in the round battle ranking is to find out his own shortcomings through battle.

The Zhuji Wheel Battle proceeded very quickly, and under the manipulation of the powerful divine consciousness of the powerhouse of the Yuan Infant Realm, more than 10,000 disciples completed their battles in one day

When the sun set, the round battle ranking was manifested in front of the Heavenly Sword Blade Hall by Yuan Ying Zhenren with powerful mana.

Zhang Wuji saw his ranking at a glance, one thousand and thirty-eight.

In the past ten years, he has the highest ranking among the new disciples, but among all the foundation building disciples, there is nothing outstanding, and he is just decent.

No one can see the battle process of the Zhuji Wheel Battle except for the real person of the Zongmen Yuanying, so except for the ranking, no one knows what has been experienced in the battle.

Zhang Wuji only knew that his record was seven battles and seven defeats.

As for how this ranking came out, only God knows.

Of course, this is not the point, the point is that the senior brothers who fought with him He observed that all of them entered within a hundred.

Does this indicate that if he hadn't joined Dark Sword Peak, he would have achieved his small goal at this moment?

Thinking of this, Zhang Wuji's heart suddenly felt a little happy.

"Senior brother, I didn't enter the top 1,000 this time, it doesn't matter, senior brother, I didn't enter either, everyone continue to work hard!" Qinghua walked over and patted Zhang Wuji's shoulder with a sad face.

However, Zhang Wuji clearly saw schadenfreude in his eyes.