Chapter XXXVII

Changning naturally missed the world theory in the next few days.

On the one hand, on the first day, he forcibly deduced the competition and lost too much mind, and if he looked at it more, he would be greedy, not only useless, but in vain. On the other hand, he has been reviewing after a life and death, and the competition of others is exquisite, but it is not as good as his own experience, and the combination of the two is of great benefit to him, and the sooner he digests it, the better.

In the next few days, Lu Ming often came to visit Changning, bringing some stories about the competition in the world. She doesn't have Changning's fierce divine sense, and she can't see too much detail and depth, but she has a good eloquence, and the competition is also told by her with relish, no less than the stories of storytellers in the rivers and lakes.

After the first day, the competition gradually became white-hot, and the disciples of the sword mound gradually got better, no matter whether they won or lost after the first battle, they all gained something, and even someone stepped on the sword platform and found a mountain peak to retreat and rush to the realm, and there was a sword intent breaking through the air from time to time on the nine hundred and ninety-nine peaks, and I didn't know that the senior brother and sister went further.

Even the Sword Shrine has opened several peaks for the disciples of the sect to come to challenge to understand, which shows the open-mindedness.

There are joys and sorrows, and there are not a few disciples who have been seriously injured in the past few days, after all, the temptation of absurdity is terrifying, and there are always several disciples of several sects who are not afraid of death to exchange injuries for injuries, and make a posture of fighting for their lives, even if they can't be defeated, they have to desperately bite off a piece of meat from the sword mound. Those expatriate disciples often burst out with amazing combat power at the moment of life and death, and the medical pavilion was actually full of seriously injured disciples from the second day, including those with sword mounds and those who challenged them. At this point, the sword mound treats everyone equally, as long as it can be treated, it is the best supply of wound medicine, and there is no bias at all, and there is no trace of distress about the medicine stone because it is not his own disciple, but it makes those foreign disciples feel unhappy.

The opponents on the sword platform who were almost immortal, and when they were brought to the medical pavilion, they talked very happily and exchanged experiences, but there were not a few people. Changning listened in disbelief, but Lu Ming put on a natural look, saying Young man, you still have to learn one. Sword Shrine Lizong has been in the position of hegemon for so many years, and he is not just relying on his killing power to sit firmly in the overlord position.

Fortunately, after several days of fierce fighting, no one was killed after all. This is also the reason why the disciples of various factions fight to the death, but the elders of the sect can still talk and laugh happily. On the first day, the tension on the martial arts platform turned into an undercurrent that would not be put on the table, and on the surface, everyone was happy and harmonious. As for what kind of ghost fetus is secretly harbored and has any plans, before it is pierced, the Sword Shrine Division Commander only thinks that this undercurrent does not exist.

Tao Ran and Vigu were named to challenge on the fifth day, and Chi Man also competed on the seventh sunset. Tao Ran relied on the pure Great River Sword Intent to defeat the opponent in only three moves. Chi Man's opponent is a discredited casual cultivator, trying to fish in troubled waters with strong and weak, but he doesn't want Chi Man to take four steps in the competition, but he is step by step when fighting, from the beginning of the decline to the middle of the game, creating a flaw to force the opponent to abandon the sword and admit defeat, so that all the division commanders on the stage praised his delicate mind and far-reaching calculations, but it is very similar to Changning's style.

The battle of Viguna was much more dangerous. He is on the same as a disciple of the Ma Gang, the cultivation is the same five steps, but the killing power is surprisingly fierce, a long knife to take the sword road, but the momentum is the battle spirit of the tribes above the desert, but these three completely mismatched shapes, moves, intentions are mellow and natural in the hands of the Ma Gang disciples, and there is no stiff feeling of patchwork at all.

What was even more surprising was the attack and killing experience of the disciples of the Nama Gang. There are sophisticated killing methods everywhere, and people can't help but suspect that he is beating, and as soon as he comes out of his mother's womb, he immediately fights with people with knives until he grows up.

In the case of equal cultivation, the difference in experience determines the attribution of victory or defeat. The Ma Gang disciple was extremely heavy, and when the victory was decided, he stabbed Vigu three times in a row, but fortunately, Vigu tried his best to dodge and let go of the vital point, and also stabbed a sword with his backhand, and the right to collect interest.

When Vigu was carried off the field, Zhan Lu's anger on the side almost turned into a storm, but the ghost elder had been suppressing it so that he didn't have a seizure in the end. Ever since he knew that the Mabang might be colluding with the Outer Dao, the Sword Shrine disciples were told to be more careful with the Mabang disciples when fighting. How could Zhan Lu not see that the disciple who was fighting with Wei Gu was all cultivated by the empowerment of the masters, but he was unable to exert all of his cultivation due to the cultivation of the Nama Gang disciple. But even if it is only about the experience of understanding and using the Great Dao, it is not something that Vigu can compete with.

At this point, Zhan Lu was completely sure that the horse gang was a pawn of a powerful existence, and was thrown to the sword mound as a pawn for the first step of planning and breakthrough.

"Don't be impulsive. If you don't bring out the people behind the plots, even if you kill all the people in the gang now, it will be in vain. This time it's a caravan, and next time it's another ghost. The ghost old man put his hands on his sleeves and said quietly.

Zhan Lu raised his eyes and swept over the horse gang leaders who were looking down on their hearts, and stopped making a sound.