"Senior brother, I'm right, in the initial assessment, not everyone did their best, as evidenced by the fact that those with low rankings just now picked off those with high rankings. Xingyun said with a smile.

"But I still can't understand why there are still people who don't do their best in such an important assessment, don't they pay attention to it?"

"It's not that they don't pay attention to it, but they are confident in their own strength, and you can't understand this estimate, forget it, let's talk about these children. Xingyun still had that kind smile on his face.

"The strength of those low-ranked just now is really good, and they can really compete with the top few in the ranking. Xingfeng finally agreed with Xingyun's point of view.

"Hehe, the more powerful the better, these are the hopes for the future of Qingyangmen!" Xingyun's eyes were deep, as if he saw the brilliant future of Qingyangmen.

This can only show that their foundation is good, and whether they can become talents depends on their future efforts. "The style of people is more rigid, and the speech is also straightforward.

"In this year's selection, several famous sects such as Liuyun Valley and Xiaoyaomen have sent people to observe, I heard that among the disciples they recruited this year, there are many unborn wizards, and our Qingyangmen can't be compared to them. "Xingyun obviously thinks more than Xingfeng.

"I've heard about that, and I hope these kids have something to compete with. Xingfeng said with some concern.

"Senior brother, what do you think of those two children?" Looking in the direction of Xingyun's finger, what he was referring to was the ring where Ming Xuan and Bai Lei competed!

Now the battle between the two has entered the white heat! After changing from a furious attack to a balance of offense and defense, Bai Lei is even more relaxed, with sharp attacks and solid defenses, and Ming Xuan has stabilized the situation since he brought back the disadvantage, but he can't suppress him in turn, the two are deadlocked here, and the other rings have changed several people, and there is still a stalemate here.

"The sword intent of the Drifting Snow Sword Technique is that it is agile and elegant, just like drifting snow, but now Bai Lei is attacking and defending, and he is very cautious everywhere, and there is no time to find it at all, which is indeed more troublesome. After a long battle without results, Ming Xuan had to think about it.

The Drifting Snow Sword Technique is smart and weird, unpredictable, and can often achieve unexpected effects, but now Bai Lei, who has turned to a balance of offense and defense, has almost no flaws, so Ming Xuan can't attack it for a while, of course, his own defense has not relaxed in the slightest, and Bai Lei has not found any opportunities, but it is not a way to stalemate like this,

"Although I realized the sword intent of the Drifting Snow Sword Technique, it seems that since the last time I entered that artistic conception when I fought with the white wolf, I no longer had that wonderful feeling of immersion in it. Mingxuan thought regretfully.

"By the way, I realized it last time when I was evenly matched, so I might as well try it now, but it's hard to open it for a while anyway. "Ming Xuan had an idea, he has walked the rivers and lakes for so long, although he has participated in a lot of battles, but he has rarely encountered such an evenly matched opponent.

Just do it, Ming Xuan began to gradually shift his mind to the swordsmanship, silently thinking about the trajectory of the swordsmanship in his heart, savoring its inner charm, as if unintentional but also intentional, while resisting the attack of the white thunder, while slowly immersed in the comprehension of the swordsmanship.

Drifting Snow Swordsmanship, is created by the swordsmanship master Murong Xue, Murong Xue has lived in the land of ice and snow for a long time, a body of swordsmanship is unfathomable, from the sword enlightenment, and finally successfully survived the nine thunder tribulations, feathered into immortals, and achieved a legend; "When the six flying flowers enter the house, sit and watch the green bamboo turn into Qiong branches" is the poem written on the title page of the sword spectrum,

Ming Xuan has already integrated all his mind into the swordsmanship, because of the white thunder driven, Ming Xuan has played the snow swordsmanship vividly and exquisitely, gradually, Ming Xuan originally felt the wonderful sword intent back into his mind, at this time Ming Xuan finally merged with the swordsmanship again, the sword moves with the heart, the heart moves with the sword, complementing each other; Bai Lei seemed to be at a loss, and began to follow the rhythm of Ming Xuan's swordsmanship.

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"This son is so good, he actually entered the sword realm! And judging by his skillful appearance, it is estimated that it is not the first time!" Xingyun said in surprise.

"Hurry up and bring me his information!" Xingfeng hurriedly instructed the disciple next to him, wanting to know more about his situation.

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"Drifting Snow Swordsmanship, I have already comprehended its smart and elegant sword intent, will he still have a more profound artistic conception, otherwise such a widely spread swordsmanship will only have such a simple artistic conception. Ming Xuan couldn't help but think deeply.

At this time, although they are still evenly matched on the field, careful people will definitely find that the rhythm on the field is now completely controlled by Ming Xuan, and Bai Lei seems to have completely followed this rhythm, or the rhythm is no longer controlled by him at all!

"When the six flying flowers enter the house, sit and watch the green bamboo become Qiongzhi, the poem describes the snowflakes falling at will, turning the pole and green bamboo into a white Qiongzhi, which is about the grand occasion of the snow, which can make the green bamboo become a white Qiongzhi in such a short time, right! It not only expresses the random agility of the snow, but also represents the complexity and speed of the snow, can it also be reflected in the swordsmanship?"

"Drifting snow, it can be light and agile, and it can definitely be complicated and fast! My swordsmanship can already reflect light and agileness, so it should be able to reflect fast and complicated, but how can I do it?" Ming Xuan still had doubts, and when he thought about it, he must have practice to rely on, otherwise it would be empty talk.

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"Gu Mingxuan, from Changwang City, is only fourteen years old this year!" Xingfeng quickly got Mingxuan's information.

"Fourteen years old, well, it seems that he is already a second-order martial artist, and the realm is very stable, which is already very good! I can't imagine that he can actually feel the sword realm! And it doesn't seem to be the first time! You must know that ordinary people can feel the artistic conception at the age of seventeen or eighteen, and his future is limitless!" Xingyun was a little excited, what could it be if he wasn't a genius who could do this?

"Well, he seems to be in some trouble? I really convinced him, at such an important moment in the competition, he actually fell into contemplation in the sword realm!" Xingfeng discovered Ming Xuan's abnormality.

"Extraordinary people must have something extraordinary, let's take a good look. Xingyun said with a smile, looking at Ming Xuan without blinking.

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"By the way, because I have experienced the agility and elegance in the swordsmanship, my swordsmanship has always been relatively unpredictable, but it often stays in a rhythm, or changes according to a certain rhythm, although it is weird, but there are still rules to follow, is it possible to achieve the complexity and speed of the sword intent through the change of rhythm?" Mingxuan thought of the details.

Immediately having thought of it, Ming Xuan experimented without thinking, and suddenly accelerated the rhythm of the sword without losing the weirdness of his swordsmanship, and instantly increased the speed! If it was a sporadic light snow just now, it was already an ethereal middle snow! And it was gradually approaching the goose feather snow! It was still so unpredictable, but the speed of the snow had increased a lot, and it was getting faster and faster!

Ming Xuan has been constantly experimenting, because he is immersed in it, so he is unaware, but Bai Lei's feeling on the side is completely different, it turns out that although Ming Xuan's swordsmanship is weird, it is a little unguardable, but the frequency is not fast, so it is relatively easy to deal with, but now it is different, it is still so weird, but it is getting faster and faster! He is a little tired of parrying.

But Ming Xuan didn't mean to slow down, and he found that his own feeling was getting better and better! Although the original Drifting Snow Sword Technique was very agile and chic when he wielded it, he always felt that it was floating on the surface, and it seemed to lack the powerful lethality that a sword technique should have, or a feeling of being defeated by the gold and jade, but now it was different, with the acceleration of the rhythm, the sword technique was no longer a single smart and chic, but also added sharp and swift! And it feels better and better, Ming Xuan knows that his inference is not wrong!

After Ming Xuan entered the sword intent, he was forced to follow Ming Xuan's rhythm, and with the acceleration of Ming Xuan's rhythm, he could only speed up, and now Ming Xuan's speed has been faster, and he can only change the rhythm because of the rhythm, but at this time, the shortcomings of long weapons shorter than agile began to be exposed, and this is not something that Bai Lei can solve with a quick reaction, because the current rhythm is no longer under his control!

Bai Lei couldn't help but secretly complain, after realizing this problem, he was powerless, as Mingxuan's attack speed became faster and faster, he had to spend more energy on defense, until in the end, he had completely given up attacking and turned to defending wholeheartedly, that is, he had been completely suppressed!

The situation is far worse than this! The long weapon was not good at guarding, and the small range of swings was relatively sluggish, so he was already a little in a hurry! Moreover, Ming Xuan was still constantly compressing his activity space, and his speed was getting faster and faster! He was already overstretched at the beginning, and even began to be hit! Wounds began to appear on his body! His clothes were already covered with sword marks!

"Smart and elegant, fast and complicated, I have comprehended it, but how do you feel that it is still a little wrong, what is the problem, is the speed not enough?"

Just as Ming Xuan was still feeling the sword intent in the swordsmanship, and was about to speed up again, Bai Lei had no way to retreat, and he couldn't help but let out an angry roar, interrupting his thoughts.

"I admit defeat!" Bai Lei said bitterly.