Chapter 112: Sword Cultivation
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Such a feeling, it was as if the battle of selecting disciples to enter the demon beast mountain forest this time was just like a normal fight, and when Meng Xiaoshan realized such a fact, how could he feel awkward no matter how he looked at it, "This is too inappropriate, right?"
But no matter what, Meng Xiaoshan could only accept it helplessly, and the fact that there was no elder supervision for the second selection was indeed the case.
In fact, although the Dark Sect and the Ming Sect are of the same origin, the Stargazing Gate in Daqingshan is the Dark Sect to rebuild, but many of the rules are really different, the Ming Sect is more inclined to the world, and the Dark Sect is more pure.
The former is what a real sect should be, and the latter exists entirely for inheritance, so all people with bad intentions will definitely not survive here, and the dark sect will be even more pure.
And it is precisely because of this that it can explain the fact that this big competition can still be carried out without difficulty without any supervision by the elders.
Bringing everything here into view, and bragging with the disciples who had been familiar with each other two days ago, Meng Xiaoshan completely figured out the rules of this big competition.
In fact, such a rule is just two words, and that is "challenge"!
There had long been thirty circles with a radius of 100 meters all over the mountainside, but there was only one disciple in the circle, and there were monks scattered around each circle.
Inside the circle are the disciples who want to be challenged, and outside the circle are the monks who want to be challenged.
In the thirty circles, there are thirty monks, and these thirty disciples are the existence that entered the Demon Beast Mountain Forest last year, and this year, if anyone wants to enter the Demon Beast Mountain Forest, the rules are very simple, go up to challenge, and if you win, you can replace them.
But...... It's easy to say, but it's not that easy.
These thirty monks not only entered the Demon Beast Mountain Forest last year, but also the year before last, the year before last, and the year before last, they were also thirty of them.
Some disciples of the Dark Sect said that they were the strongest group of cultivators, because they had occupied these thirty positions for five years, and in these five years, none of them had been challenged, and none of them had fallen into the Demon Beast Mountain Forest.
And so, that's all.
Some people even said that there should be no accidents in this year's thirty places, it should still be theirs, and even now, no disciples have dared to challenge them.
Of course, these awe-inspiring people do not include Meng Xiaoshan.
Meng Xiaoshan's eyes were all over the place, thinking about whether it was a fight with him, in fact, although there were other disciples around these three circles, if you looked carefully, you would find that if there were only one or two disciples around a circle contemplating it, it would mean that the stronger the disciples in that circle,
On the other hand, if there are five or six people around a circle, it is clear that this disciple who is surrounded is definitely weaker.
Of course, the weak and the strong are only relative.
The strongest among these thirty people, it is definitely the strongest group in the entire Dark Sect, and Meng Xiaoshan can even feel that four or five of the thirty people have already attained the Dan.
Crossing the foundation, the energy of the Dan.
And around them, there were no other disciples at all, after all, no one wanted to go up to find abuse.
With some envy in his eyes, he glanced at the five or six places, smacked his mouth, and Meng Xiaoshan forcibly looked away.
I found a circle with a lot of people and squeezed through.
Jiang Xiu, the ability of the late stage of foundation building, can also be regarded as Jiao Chu in the Dark Sect, of course, such Jiao Chu seems to be at the bottom of the queue of thirty people.
What's more, she's still a woman.
Of course, although there is no distinction between men and women, strength is all that is represented...... Can...... Persimmon still has to pick the soft one to pinch!
Seeing that Jiang Xiu was surrounded by a group, but none of the disciples walked into the circle, Meng Xiaoshan originally planned to take a look at this woman's strength first, but it was impossible to see the situation.
After concentrating slightly, Meng Xiaoshan was about to step forward.
But it was also the moment when Meng Xiaoshan wanted to take action, and a man in white came with a sword.
"Disciple, Chu Jing, challenge!"
White as snow, long clothes, long swords and jade hands, and nothing else.
What a handsome and beautiful man...... I just don't know what the strength is.
Glancing at Chu Jing, who was already challenging, Meng Xiaoshan did not continue to move forward, but even took two steps back, he wanted to take the opportunity to see if his strength could be ranked in this dark sect.
Jiang Xiu, who was opposite Chu Jing, was not outstanding, but not bad, even much darker than Chu Jing of a man.
It's just that such a woman can enter the Demon Beast Mountain Forest for five consecutive years, so the fact that people have to think carefully about what Jiang Xiu's strength is.
Slightly arching his hand, it can be regarded as a response to Chu Jing's challenge.
In the face of Chu Jing's handsomeness and jealousy, in the face of Chu Jing's unreasonable and unangry language, there was no trace of waves on her face, as if no matter who came to challenge, she would have such a demeanor, even if there was a monk Jiedan here, she would not be surprised.
It's a ...... Extreme self-confidence!
Confidence is infinitely stronger than the confidence of those words.
After Jiang Xiu bowed his hand slightly, the distance between the two was quickly widened by Chu Jing, Jiang Xiu had not made any moves, but Chu Jing had already left Jiang Xiu far away.
And the long sword flew out after Chu Jing pulled the distance far enough.
Edgeworth's Technique!
The pupils shrank slightly, and Meng Xiaoshan's mind suddenly fluttered at this moment.
The sword in Chu Jing's hand is definitely not the same as throwing the sword out of his hand, throwing the sword out by himself, it is a last resort, but Chu Jing ...... But it's Edgeworth.
Sword cultivation, swordsmanship.
I've heard it for a long time, but I can see it today.
Meng Xiaoshan stared closely at the sword thrown by Chu Jing, wanting to see how many mysteries there were in the swordsmanship that could only be seen in books.
And of course, the facts did not disappoint Meng Xiaoshan.
The sword is like the wind, fluctuating, and Jiang Xiu, who is constantly being killed by the long sword, is just constantly defending.
Jiang Xiu also uses a sword, but it shouldn't be a sword cultivator, his sword is just a weapon.
Constantly resisting the ghostly long sword, Jiang Xiu's movements were extremely fast, constantly moving around the field, and her body was constantly leaning in the direction of Chu Jing.
Sword Xiu's strength is seven layers in the sword, and it is obviously unwise to directly confront that sword, and what Jiang Xiu has to do at this moment is to get as close to Chu Jing as possible, and then find a way to directly confront Chu Jing himself.
Otherwise, if you blindly take a passive beating but you can't even touch Chu Jing's body, you will definitely consume a lot of physical strength and spiritual power.
"Bang!"
Chu Jing was also constantly moving, so as to avoid Jiang Xiu, but it was obvious that because of the Imperial Sword, coupled with Chu Jing's own strength, he was far from Jiang Xiu's opponent.
Soon, seizing a certain gap, Jiang Xiu suddenly gave up his sword, his fists were like dragons, and he slammed Chu Jing's chest.
The entire body flew upside down, and the huge power burst out into a huge body, and Chu Jing spurted out a mouthful of blood.
"Here comes the sword!"