A few breaths passed, and the message of the small kill came

"Boy, you wait first, I'll probe out my divine sense to investigate this person!"

Chen Xuan nodded, and then looked at Wei Wenhao on the side, at this time, like some disciples, he glared at Zhao Yang with a vicious gaze.

Zhao Yang turned a blind eye to these gazes, only to see him close his eyes and take a deep breath.

At this time, he suddenly opened his eyes and looked in one direction, only to see a disciple who had not cultivated to the middle stage of foundation building, and his eyes looked at another Wei Wenhao who was glaring at him with a fierce gaze.

His brow furrowed slightly, as if he was struggling with something.

At this time, Chen Xuan had the information of a small kill in his mind

"Boy, I know why he's so fast!"

"Why?"

Hearing this news, Chen Xuan immediately used his divine sense to communicate with him, and at the same time turned his head to look at Zhao Yang.

Seeing that the other party was actually staring at him, with a puzzled look on his face, Chen Xuan hurriedly withdrew his gaze and said

"Xiao Kill, what's going on? Why is he looking at me like this?"

"I just probed him with my divine sense, I guess he thought you released it!"

Hearing this, Chen Xuan looked helpless, although it was rude to use his divine sense to investigate without the permission of others, Chen Xuan felt at first that the small killing detective should not be discovered, but he didn't expect Zhao Yang to be so sensitive, and even felt it.

"So, tell me, why is he so fast?"

"It's nothing, it's just a prototype, and I just comprehended the sword intent!"

"Sword Intent!?"

Obviously, Chen Xuan was a little surprised when he heard the word "sword intent", it was not that he had never heard of it, but the sword intent usually reached the sword cultivation of Jindan cultivation before he could begin to comprehend the sword intent.

"Senior Brother Zhao hasn't married yet, how can he comprehend the sword intent?"

"Boy, don't you know that he is a single spirit root genius? In this world, it is normal for a few different demons to appear once in a while, and you, Senior Brother Zhao, can be regarded as one!"

"That little kill, what kind of sword intent did Senior Brother Zhao comprehend, do you know?"

Regarding the matter of sword intent, Chen Xuan also knew that it was a kind of artistic conception, whether it was sword cultivation, guns, or knives, there was gun intent and sword intent, and what sword intent determined where this person had an advantage.

"The sword intent he comprehended is wind, which is the reason for his speed, but at present, he is just a prototype, if he cultivates to the end in the future, he can completely use the sword to be light and kill people invisibly!"

The information in his mind made Chen Xuan slightly stunned, especially when he heard the last sentence, killing people invisibly, which scared him into a cold sweat.

Knowing this, then Chen Xuan more or less knew the reason why the disciple who was competing with him in the ring just now had already lost before he could react.

The main problem was that Zhao Yang unleashed his sword intent, increasing his speed to the extreme in an instant, and finally, when he should have killed the opponent with one blow, he dispersed the gathered spiritual power.

Otherwise, the disciple who competed with him would have already fallen to the ground, and he would have been punished for mutilating his fellow disciples.

After understanding, Chen Xuan sighed and glanced at Zhao Yang who was standing in the corner, thinking secretly in his heart

"I hope that in the next game, I don't fight him!"

Indeed, if he faced him, he would not have the strength to fight back at all, and Chen Xuan felt that he might be like the disciple who had competed with him before, and he would have already lost without even drawing his sword.

After the first competition, only half of the foundation building disciples in the Xuanling Sect won the victory, and then, the remaining disciples still needed to have a competition, so as before, they stepped forward to draw lots.

Chen Xuan's number drawn this time was "six", and after he got the sign, he still couldn't forget Zhao Yang's figure, so he glanced at him secretly.

At this time, Zhao Yang, because his whole body was spied on by his divine sense just now, he didn't know who did it, after all, there were so many disciples, and the most suspicious thing in his sense was none other than Chen Xuan, because the source of his divine sense was Chen Xuan's body.

However, when he saw Chen Xuan's bewildered expression, he didn't think much about it, he felt that maybe it was because these junior disciples were curious about the "Fengshun" sword in their hands.

"Fengshun" is the name of the sword in Zhao Yang's hand, because the sword meaning he comprehended is wind, so he took such a name.

As Lingjiang Zhenren announced that when No. 1 to No. 5 came to the stage, Chen Xuan saw Zhao Yang dodge and jumped into the ring.

Seeing Zhao Yang's movements, everyone around them gasped, and at the same time, they were secretly glad in their hearts, fortunately, he would be on the court now, so that they didn't have to worry that the opponent they met was him!

Standing in the ring, Zhao Yang still had that indifferent expression, and looked at the monk in front of him without saying a word.

After the two saluted, just like just now, everyone only felt a breeze blowing, and Zhao Yang on the stage had already won.

This time, the disciple who was competing with Zhao Yang didn't even move at all, but closed his eyes directly after hearing the sound of the beginning.

When he opened it again, he saw Zhao Yang holding a sword around his neck.

Seeing this, he naturally admitted defeat, bowed respectfully and walked out of the ring.

After Zhao Yang stepped out of the ring, when he passed in front of Chen Xuan, he glanced at Chen Xuan with those clear eyes, and then left without looking back.

When Chen Xuan saw Zhao Yang glancing at him, he didn't know why, he felt as if the air around him had condensed.

When he reacts, it's his turn.

Exhaling a breath, Chen Xuan adjusted his state and jumped into the ring.

Among the many Qi cultivation disciples in the square, Kong Ling looked at Chen Xuan's figure jumping into the ring, and kept encouraging him in his heart.

When Chen Xuan saw his opponent, his brows furrowed slightly, because his opponent this time was a little older than him, and judging from his appearance, this person should be middle-aged.

However, the aura on the other party's body told Chen Xuan that this was just a foundation building early stage cultivator.

Knowing this, Chen Xuan didn't dare to be careless, although the other party's cultivation was lower than his own, but his age was older than himself, maybe it was because of his poor qualifications or other reasons, which led to being trapped in the early stage of foundation building.

If this is the case, maybe the other party is much more experienced than his own fighting methods, since he was not eliminated in the first competition, then it proves that this person also has a certain level.

As before, the two stood in the ring, first saluted each other, and then prepared to draw their swords.

Seeing the other party's eyes staring at him, I don't know why, Chen Xuan felt a little unnatural, in order not to be affected, he tried to avoid his gaze and not look at the other party's eyes.