Chapter 36: The Seven Peaks of the Five Wars (4)
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The two people outside the assessment room looked at Yuping in disbelief and muttered to themselves. After a while, the deacon smiled bitterly and shook his head: "We just looked away, but I didn't expect that a disciple who had just entered the inner gate would also be able to pass through the Upper Seven Peaks!"
The elite disciple retorted softly, "Not yet, there is still one final level." But even though he said this, his tone was very unassuming. In fact, he himself knew in his heart that the last level was the easiest, as long as the disciples who were assessed still had the strength to fight, most of them could pass.
Because the assessment of the last level is a disciple in the middle stage of foundation building, it may be a disciple on the Seven Peaks of the Inner Gate, or it may be a disciple on other mountains of the Inner Gate. Everyone is in the same door, and it is impossible to tell when they will meet in the future, and it is not easy for others to break through to the fifth level, so why strangle each other at the last moment? If the other party is narrow-minded, he will hate himself. Therefore, most of the disciples will turn a blind eye and put a little water on it, and they will pass.
However, when the two of them saw clearly the people who came out from behind the wall, their eyes widened and they were surprised: "Why is he?"
Slowly coming out from behind the wall was a handsome young man, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a grim face, a black robe and a purple cloak, and the luxurious and soft mink velvet set off him extraordinarily. He held a purple sword in his hand, on which there seemed to be a faint flash of electricity, and even the sound of crackling static sparks could be heard. Seeing Han Yuan, he was slightly stunned, and then showed an expression of interest.
"Peng Zilang, it's no wonder, I heard that he just broke through the middle stage of foundation building a few days ago, and now it is normal to use battle to consolidate his cultivation. The elite disciple analyzed: "This kid named Han Yuan was also unlucky, and he actually ran into Peng Zilang. Peng Zilang is now notoriously stubborn, and there is another Elder Lei Sha on his head who treats him as a closed disciple, but he won't put any water on people, but unfortunately he has already broken through to the fourth level and has fallen short. ā
Seeing this acquaintance, Han Yuan was also stunned, and then said hello to Peng Zilang. He had a very good impression of Peng Zilang, and when he was pitted to take over the mortal mission such as Tianjiang Ghost Village, it was Peng Zilang who helped him, and he was very grateful.
Suddenly seeing an acquaintance, Peng Zilang seemed to be a little embarrassed, returned the salute awkwardly, and then raised his head proudly, pointing his sword at Han Yuan: "The love I owed you before has been repaid! At that time, I won the first place, and I couldn't help but win, and today we just competed!"
"This is nature!" Han Yuan replied, wiped the blood from the corners of his lips, looked at Peng Zilang with burning eyes, and the battle intent in his body rose. Although his spiritual power had been consumed a lot in the four battles just now, and there was still a faint pain in the injured area, it did not affect his determination to fight in the slightest. He just wanted to give it a try, what kind of strength did a genius like Peng Zilang who had been carefully cultivated by the inner door have!
Needless to say, the swords of the two have been unsheathed at the same time!
The lightning and ice flashed away, as fast as a meteor, giving people the illusion of being dizzying. The sound of tinkling, as fast as a storm, jumped in the ears of the two. One purple and one silver, two sword lights, like thunder and lightning, like ice and snow and cold wind, one after another sword qi staggered. This speed was so fast that it was almost impossible for the flesh/eye to catch, and even the two incompatible sword lights seemed to merge into one, bursting out with incomparably powerful power.
Peng Zilang's practice is to chase electricity and participate in the golden sword, which is as fast as lightning and sharper than gold. And the spirit snake sword technique practiced by Han Yuan is strange and sensitive, and it also has the power of frost and severe cold. The two of them walked in a fast, strange, and sharp way to break the law, and they exchanged thousands of swords for a while, and they were even up and down!
Almost at the same moment, the two of them withdrew their swords outwards in an unusually tacit understanding, changing their attack methods.
A token suddenly appeared in Peng Zilang's hand. I saw a blue-purple aura flash on his fingertips, and a Thunder Flame Violent Tiger covered in thick dark purple scales appeared in the space. This is not a demon soul, but a real foundation building period demon beast, it is Peng Zilang's spirit pet mount! I saw that as soon as its steel whip-like tail flicked, a tornado of lightning flashed in the center of the room!
In the next second, Han Yuan's side was full of blue and blue aura, and a blue snake with a thick mouth opened its mouth, revealing a pair of fangs, and bit down towards the center of the storm without hesitation. The dark green mist was about to envelop the surroundings in a cloudy manner, and Peng Zilang and Han Yuan fought together again.
The thunder in Peng Zilang's hand was bursting, swift and with the arrogance of thunder, and every blow seemed to bombard the bottom of Han Yuan's heart. And the frost on the frost sacrifice sword is awe-inspiring, and the cold abyss that has just broken through the state of mind is also with unprecedented confidence and chic, and the sword and sword have a certain indescribable meaning. Evenly matched, regardless of victory or defeat, and there is no need to worry about the safety of his life, just simply fighting, this rare experience makes Han Yuan more comfortable, and even better played.
However, Han Yuan knew in his heart that after all, he had not rested after four rounds of fighting, and against Peng Zilang, who was at the peak of his state, it might be okay for a short time, but if he continued for a long time, he would definitely be defeated. finally reached the fourth level, and Han Yuan didn't want to fall in the last round. He had no choice but to fight quickly and surprise with the strongest attack, and only in this way could he win! In the case of not wanting to expose the Broken Star Finger, all he could use was ......
Ice Blade Thousand Flashes!Ice Blades, Snow Blades, swirled wantonly around the room, forming an incomparably fierce storm of ice and snow. The silver-white sword light flickered, refracting countless crystalline rays of light in the room, and each light contained a cold sword intent. Even if you don't get close, just being blown by this ice wind at the edge, you will feel a tingling pain on your skin, that is, you are injured by the sword intent released from the outside. Inch by inch, the snow-white cold light, like a flood, slanted out from the tip of the Frost Sacrifice Sword, turning into a rolling torrent composed of sword qi, heading straight for Peng Zilang!
In the face of this incomparable move, Peng Zilang was not surprised but rejoiced, his eyes instantly bloomed with bright brilliance, and he suddenly put away the sword in his hand, and his hands swiped several times in the air, and a thunderball the size of an egg condensed in his palm.
Unlike the cold abyss's Ice Blade Thousand Flashes, which spread the spiritual power as much as possible to enhance its power, Peng Zilang's blow compressed and condensed all the power into that small thunder ball. Han Yuan could clearly see that there were countless thunderbolts flickering, roaring, exploding and destroying in the purple ball, as if a nascent world was born and destroyed in it, condensing the power that makes people palpitate!
However, the Thousand Flashes of Ice Blades had already erupted, and the cold abyss could not control it, so he could only watch as the storm of ice and snow collided with the violent thunder ball!