The next day, the sword test.

Because the risk of being stripped of his vest has passed for the time being, the mood of the ice is still very comfortable in the morning, and when he stepped on the verdant sword, he was so light that he unconsciously hummed a happy little song.

And the brothers of Qi Bing are not as easy as her, except for a few who also participated in the selection, the rest of them sat on the steps with a solemn face, no one brought some healing medicine, and a few people could open a store together.

They seem to have decided that the opponent would be beaten badly, and if it wasn't for the draw of lots before the competition, they might pull the opponent over to talk, hoping that the man would show mercy.

When the lot was drawn, Qi Bing was not nervous, and the group of people sitting behind him were holding their breath, all praying that they would have better luck and draw an opponent who was easy to deal with.

She was afraid that if she turned around to look at them, she couldn't help laughing, so she had to apologize silently in her heart and draw a lot in the lottery.

Because there were more people in the sword test, about 30 people, they were divided into four venues, A, B, C, and D, and the order of the competition was divided.

The bottom of the signature of Qi Bing reads "A Fourth", indicating that she is the fourth in the first field.

With so many people around, she didn't know who her opponent was, so she could only keep herself and not fight Xia Zhiqiu, otherwise one of the two would have to be eliminated, and she wouldn't be able to accept any of them.

Fortunately, the two of them were lucky, they didn't get together, Xia Zhiqiu is "Ding Yi", and he will go up to compete in the first game.

"Xiao Qiuqiu, have you beaten the senior brother of the Jindan period?" Compared with herself, Qi Bing was still more worried about Xia Zhiqiu who was in the foundation building period, several of this group of sword cultivators had entered the Jindan stage, if Xia Zhiqiu didn't win, they wouldn't be able to go to the Hundred Gates Conference together.

"The most important thing in sword cultivation is not cultivation, don't worry!" Xia Zhiqiu was a little excited because he was about to compete on stage, and kept rubbing his owl sword.

The disciples who were convening the first competition over there, Xia Zhiqiu turned over and jumped on the stage, smiling at Yang Bing ruffianly, "Master, I won't be planted here, you can take a good look at it for me!"

Qi Bing sat on the steps closer to the Ding field, looking at Xia Zhiqiu's opponent, she felt that she was a crow's mouth, more than thirty people, and there were only ten Jindan periods, and Xia Zhiqiu met in the first game.

"Ding Yi, Xia Zhiqiu, yes, Xue Wen, the competition begins!"

The referee's disciple announced the start of the competition without saying any nonsense, that Xue Wen looked like he was in his thirties, and judging by the fluctuation of spiritual power, he should have entered the Jindan period not long ago.

Qi Bing was a little relieved, Xia Zhiqiu and her sword competition is not a matter of a year or two, Xia Zhiqiu knows what level she can withstand, and it should still be possible to deal with a Jindan at the beginning of the period.

That Xue Wen is worthy of cultivating for a few more years than Xia Zhiqiu, and his temperament is also very calm, he looks like a smart person, and he is used to holding his hands behind his back.

People are indeed a little clever, and when they made a move, Xue Wen found that Xue Wen was a Jinshui Twin Spirit Root, although he was a Jindan period monk, he was born worse in terms of attack power, and after a few moves, he could see that Xia Zhiqiu's attack power was slightly better.

So he changed the way he fought, instead of attacking by force, he outwitted him, restrained his strength, pretended to be unbearable, and slowly asked Xia Zhiqiu to retreat him to the edge of the field.

Then suddenly his figure flashed, and he slashed at Xia Zhiqiu with the maximum strength and speed.

Although Xia Zhiqiu can block this move, once the footsteps retreat, he will fall off the field, then Xue Wen won, it is really a good strategy, especially useful for some people who blindly believe in their own strength.

It's a pity, Bing Bing shook his head at the corner of his mouth.

If it was a few years ago, this method would probably be able to deceive the simple Xia Zhiqiu, and he didn't even understand how to lose, like a stupid son of a landlord.

But in the past few years, Xia Zhiqiu and Xue Bing have fought each other, what is the essence of Qi Bing, always trying to tease the upright Xia Zhiqiu, and Xia Zhiqiu feels that they are not competing with swords, but playing tricks.

Just this little trick, Bing didn't play it for several years, because it was useless, Xia Zhiqiu had been deceived so many times, and he had already learned to be clever, and he reflexively got goosebumps when he saw similar tricks.

So when Xue Wen slashed at Xia Zhiqiu, Xia Zhiqiu fell down and swept Xue Wen's calf with the hilt of his sword, and Xue Wen immediately rushed forward.

However, this Xue Wen is indeed experienced, so he immediately swung his sword in front of the empty person, relied on the sword qi to press back on the stage, and immediately got up after rolling twice, without panicking at all, not even his hair was messy.

Xia Zhiqiu didn't expect that the pediatric department would end at once, everyone is also a disciple of Kunlun, so if you lose the competition, don't go to the hundred doors conference and be embarrassed.

Qi Bing felt that this was much more interesting than yesterday's music test, so he pulled the senior brothers around him and began to discuss the swordsmanship of these people.

Kunlun sword test, naturally not like a banquet like the people on the stage to perform their own, the people in the audience to talk about themselves, but the audience sitting on the steps some of them stood up, eager to run up to fight, those disciples who came to cheer for the same door shouted in response.

As soon as he listened to it, he felt that the cheering sounds that these old men thought of were quite distinctive, and they sounded emotional.

Then he frowned again, tsk, what about Xiao Qiuqiu's senior brother, why didn't anyone shout for him to help? Everyone else has it, how can my brother not have it, isn't this just a dwarf in momentum?

Qi Bing's eyes rolled, in order to arrange noodles for her brothers, she didn't care about any shame or shame, so she directly mixed into a group of big men and shouted, she didn't prepare in advance, so just cheering, one person's voice is worth ten people.

"Ah, Xia Zhiqiu, come on, you are the best and most handsome!"

"Xia Zhiqiu, you did a beautiful job just now! Knock down the opponent!"

As soon as Qi Bing finished shouting "good job", Xia Zhiqiu turned his body and brushed the tip of Xue Wen's sword, almost getting injured.

Then he hurriedly took dozens of steps back and distanced himself from Xue Wen, didn't care that he was still competing, he turned around and asked Qi Bing with his eyes: "What are you doing here, learning from a little girl to cheer up your sweetheart?"

Qi Bing shrugged innocently, okay, she didn't feel ashamed yet, Xia Zhiqiu thought she was embarrassed first.

Under the threat of Xia Zhiqiu's eyes, Qi Bing, who was already addicted, had better pouted and sat down, as a dumb audience who was as quiet as a chicken.

Qi Bing looked at Xia Zhiqiu and seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, before returning to the battle to continue the competition.

Qi Bing felt that the configuration of her two friends was a bit confused, obviously she was a skinless and faceless little liar who loved nonsense, how could she find friends with people like Jiang Muling and Xia Zhiqiu who wanted to save face and couldn't help but be friends?

This friend has been a friend for ten years, is it really as everyone says, friends are complementary to each other?

Qi Bing thought about it, if she refueled in the back when Jiang Muling tried the sword, what kind of reaction would Jiang Muling have?

Well, it's estimated that she's so shy that she's deadly, but she still competes with people with a serious face, and her ears are red, but she won't stop Bing, and she can shout as much as she likes.

Fluttering, Qi Bing thought that Jiang Muling was so embarrassed that he had to pretend to be calm, so he wanted to pinch his ears to see how hot it was to become like that.

Qi Bing didn't realize at this time that although her two friends were very good to her, Xia Zhiqiu was restrained, while Jiang Muling was only indulgent.

The people on the stage had been deadlocked for two quarters of an hour, and Qi Bing could see that Xue Wen's spiritual power was a little unable to keep up, and finally admitted defeat under Xia Zhiqiu's continuous and fierce offensive.

Qi Bing applauded in the audience, after all, Xia Zhiqiu also crossed the realm and defeated the other party, even if he won, his spiritual power was a little exhausted, and he hurriedly stuffed him with a few pills to restore his spiritual power, so that he could find his best state before the second round of competition.

In the last two games, there were Bing's senior brothers on the field, some lost and some won, and the overall battle situation was not bad, but the fourth game that frightened all the disciples of Fog Void Peak was about to start.

When he saw the brothers who sent him to the field, he seemed to see the old mother who sent her son to the battlefield to serve in the military, and was half killed by thunder.

As a result, when I saw my opponents, Jian Xiu and Qi Bing didn't have to perform "often playing", and they won if they used their skills flexibly, and the tragic situations imagined by the brothers and sisters did not happen at all.

There were a total of four rounds of this sword test, and he felt that he had to help himself all the time today, and the three times in a row were all monks in the foundation building period, and it was like paddling smoothly, and he was embarrassed to paddle this water.

But she didn't do anything in the competition, and others could only say a word of shit luck, and they couldn't envy it.

Xia Zhiqiu was not as lucky as Yang Bing, Qi Bing suspected that she had sucked Xia Zhiqiu's luck away today, otherwise how could this person be able to draw back to the Jindan period monk, if it weren't for the support of Qi Bing's elixir, Xia Zhiqiu might not even be able to raise his sword.

The brothers and sisters next to him were stupid, and what they saw from each other's eyes was "Can you still do this?"

Seeing that she was about to enter the final round, Qi Bing looked at the remaining four people, including her and Xia Zhiqiu, as well as a Jindan period sword cultivator from Zhongxin Peak, and a foundation building period sword cultivator from Fog Void Peak.

Qi Bing knew that there were already some disciples who were dissatisfied with her "paddling" behavior, they had worked hard and competed seriously, and they didn't even pass the first few rounds, but Yang Bing, a wood spirit root sword cultivator, relied on luck to row into the last round.

If this happens to Qi Bing, she will also be angry.

She could hear some disgruntled disciples complaining softly, saying that it would be good for Qi Bing to go to alchemy, what kind of fun would this be when he ran the sword test?

Staring at the four sticks in the stick, Qi Bing felt that the gaze on her back was getting more and more eager, which made her very uncomfortable, and she wanted to hurry up and go back to rest, so she smoked one casually.

The bottom of the sign said "A", which was loudly reported by the Tsing Yi disciples on the side.

Qi Bing didn't walk away, and looked at Xia Zhiqiu, who was the second to come up to draw lots, also drew a lot at random, with "B" written at the bottom.

Fortunately, it's okay, it's not right, as long as they all win this competition, they can all go to the Baimen Conference to find Jiang Muling!

Qi Bing looked at the lottery in her and Xia Zhiqiu's hands, and smiled happily, completely ignoring what the remaining two people drawn.

It wasn't until there was a gasping sound around her, and the faces of Qi Bing's senior brothers were crying and sad, that she remembered to pay attention to her opponent.

Sure enough, the only opponent who can make the people around her react like this is Zhao Funian of Zhong Xinfeng.

In Kunlun, there are some disciples who are not at odds with Zhong Xinfeng, it's not that Zhong Xinfeng's people are bad, but they are all good people, but they ...... All are a little paranoid.

Zhong Xin Zhenren, who is in charge of Zhong Xin Peak, has also seen it many times, and that mouth is really poisonous, but whenever there is something wrong in the cultivation of Kunlun disciples, he will point it out.

If you point it out, point it out, Yan Shi is a high apprentice, and everyone is honest.

The key is that Zhongxin Zhenren looks mean, and the words he says are not very good, so he will scold people first.

Zhongxin Zhenren is dedicated to Kunlun, there is nothing to blame, but when he teaches his disciples, he often tells his disciples that everything is based on Kunlun, and everything is for Kunlun's sake.

Taught a group of disciples of Zhongxin Peak to be rigid guys like him, and made mistakes made by other peak disciples everywhere, some of which were not a big deal at all, but they turned the world upside down.

They especially hated the sons of immortal cultivators like Xia Zhiqiu, and felt that they were relying on their family's resources to bully other monks, and their temper was not good.

Xia Zhiqiu was annoyed by them, and he complained to Yang Bing every time: "Who the can I oppress? I can't use my master's own things, can I give them to you? These people are sick in the brain!

Among the people who just said that Qi Bing was not qualified to participate in the Hundred Doors Conference on behalf of Kunlun, most of them were Zhong Xinfeng's disciples, and if Qi Bing met their people, they would definitely do their best to eliminate Qi Bing.

And this Zhao Funian is the one with the highest cultivation among the people who participated in the sword test, and he has been in the Jindan period for several years.

Moreover, he was a disciple of the previous generation of Qi Bing, and he was also the only single spirit root in that generation, and he was a golden spirit root sword cultivator!

Everyone thinks that the result of this competition has been decided, and it is absolutely impossible to win by luck against Zhao Funian!

In fact, Zhu Bing was also annoyed by those who whispered that she was not qualified to be selected, what she needed now was such an opponent to show the world her edge!

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