As soon as he started, Bai Jing held the wooden sword in his hand and walked towards Gong Han step by step.

Shirai's speed is slow, but his steps are steady, and it looks like an ordinary walk.

But the eyes of the head of the stands suddenly jumped, and every step of Shirai was the same size, exactly the same, and every step seemed to be repeating the previous action!

With the realm of Zhangmen Shan Zhengyang, the things in his eyes are so delicate and thorough.

"Son of Heaven?"

Shan Zhengyang couldn't help but whisper, with a hint of excitement in his tone.

"Master, what is the son of Tiangan?"

Shu Yuan, the oldest person except for the head of the family, asked, the head rarely had such a tone today, even when he saw Yun Yao, he only laughed a few times with a red face, and there was no excitement at all.

It's just an instant, Shan Zhengyang has calmed his mood, and his tone is normal.

"Xu is wrong, I once saw a record in the file of Yunshui Mountain, the head of the ancestor has a record, Yunshui Mountain received a son of Tiangan at that time, and it shook the entire Zhongzhou at that time!"

Everyone was amazed! What kind of disciple can have such a deterrent power, I am afraid that the innate Dao fruit is nothing more than that.

"And then?"

It was Jun Mo who asked aloud, and for a while, all the peak masters in the stands turned their attention to the side of the head and listened intently.

"The sect spent a lot of resources cultivating and protecting that disciple. ”

Shan Zhengyang paused and continued: "But that disciple was arrogant and died at the age of twelve. ”

"What is the Child of Heavenly Sense?"

Everyone couldn't help but wonder.

"Born with the fruit of the Tao, the innate Tao, and the son of the sense of heaven, the perception of heaven and earth, the acquired one, the unity of the Tao and the action. ”

Acquired enlightenment...... It shouldn't be self-satisfied......

Everyone gasped.

"What about Shirai...?"

"Xu is wrong, the son of Tiangan, it is rare to meet in ten thousand years, and it is even more rare than the innate Dao fruit. ”

Everyone can't help but be a little distracted, the son of Tiangan, the unity of Taoism and action, and the greatness of Hongyu are really all-encompassing.

......

On the field at this time, Gong Han's face was suspicious, that Bai Jing was motionless in the first two trials, waiting for the other party to attack, how could this be so, walking towards him?

Bai Jing didn't have any change in expression, and he didn't even look at Gong Han, he just raised his sword and slashed!

The speed of the sword is slow and steady.

But in Gong Han's opinion, it was not the wooden sword that was chopped over, but the mountains, the lakes and the sea.

It's hard to move, and it's so hard to break the sword!

The sky is clear and the breeze is blowing.

Yunshui Mountain in autumn is also exceptionally beautiful.

But in the eyes of everyone, this autumn, there are a lot of weird things.

Bai Jing's sword was still in the air, but Gong Han was sitting on the ground, and the spirit sword in his hand had been broken into two sections.

Unbelievable!

"Shirai, you're cheating! You're obviously at the beginning of the truth, but you're still using a wooden sword to participate in the competition, you... Foul!"

The powerless Gong Hando shouted the ground, his face pale, and his hands covering his chest.

The rules of the Yunshui Mountain sect require that disciples can only use the spirit sword after they reach the True Origin Realm, but there is no rule that the wooden sword cannot be used after the True Origin Realm, but who will not wait to change into the spirit sword when they reach the True Origin Realm, and come to the sword for a long time.

If Yun Yao's sword looks like a rainbow, chic and wanton, mighty and righteous.

Shirai's sword is simple and straightforward.

It was so simple that in the eyes of everyone, Bai Jing just walked up to Gong Han with a sword and slapped it like a club.

At this time, everyone's doubts and curiosity about Shirai had reached the point where they had to re-examine Shirai.

This white well is not only a long demon, but also a demon in strength.

But when it comes to Baijing's strength and demons, everyone doesn't know where the demons are.

That Baijing swordsmanship is not gorgeous and magnificent, and the realm has only just passed the true beginning, how did it come to this point?

How could those genius disciples who were originally dominating the venue and being chic and proud, fall down like cabbage when they arrived here in Baijing?

At this moment, the minds full of doubts and curiosity filled the hearts of the three generations of disciples outside the field.

Ziyu, who was standing quietly outside the venue, shook the folding fan gently, and her face was full of pride.

This is my little brother.

This is the disciple of Qingshi Peak.

On the other side of the field, there was a sparse crowd.

Mo Bai and Yun Yao stared at each other.

This is the first time Mo Bai has come to watch the competition, and he wanted to see how Yun Yao has grown recently, but he saw Bai Jing's competition.

The wooden sword and the two-grade spirit sword met, and the wooden sword was not damaged at all, and the sword was not ordinary.

The person who draws the sword is not ordinary.

It seems that the little junior sister has no shortage of opponents.

Yun Yao's heart swelled with battle intent, Bai Jing, you have become stronger very quickly, it is worth taking my sword.

But Yun Yao didn't know that she had actually been paying attention to Bai Jing for a long time.

Shirai withdrew the wooden sword, slowly wrapped the wooden sword in white cloth as he had come, and walked back to the field.

Bai Jing's figure is still as clear and free as the day he first entered the bluestone peak, but now he is slightly taller, but in the eyes of others, there are changes like heaven and earth.

In the past, that person just had a demonic appearance, a calm and comfortable appearance, and was teased by many disciples.

But now, it was just a sword, a seemingly vulgar sword, but it shocked everyone.

"This little disciple is full of spiritual power, and his perception of the Tao is indeed more than that of disciples of the same age, which is not simple. ”

The elders who were watching couldn't help but exclaim.

"How is it compared to Yun Yao?"

The elder shook his head, saying nothing.

"The wooden sword in Bai Jing's hand, what kind of wood is it made of, how can it be so hard that even the second-grade spirit sword can be cut off?"

"It's like a thousand-year-old piece of iron, but... It's a bit different, it looks like it's at least comparable to a four-grade spirit sword. ”

"Alas, that Baijing, but an extraordinary disciple, that day was just clumsy for you and me!"

Guan Yuping in the stands couldn't help sighing, and the fish and sheep on the side were also sullen.

Wang An of Broken Water Peak was humiliated, Gong Han was injured internally, and the two proud disciples of Broken Water Peak were so unbearable to lose, Guan Yuping couldn't help but glance at Songbai in the stands.

Songbai felt Guan Yuping's gaze, and after winning Wang An from Baijing, he received more attention, and as a master, he inevitably attracted attention.

Although Songbai didn't teach Shirai anything, and he was laissez-faire in cultivation, Baijing was always the white well of Qingshi Peak, and Qingshi Peak was Songbai.

Qingshi Peak's disciple Song Bai rarely asks about cultivation, even if he points out, it is only one or two sentences, but the master is the master and the pillar of Qingshi Peak.