"Who cares about this?"

The female cultivator didn't seem to want to hear her companion praise Xiao Yu, and said impatiently: "No matter what, as long as you can cause trouble to Xiao Yu, it's good!"

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CSI announced the commencement.

"Uhhh

Forty percent of them were the first to strike.

The sword trembled into a shadow, turning into a snake, and there seemed to be a "sizzling ......" sound, breaking through the air.

"Oh......"

Xiao Yu showed a slightly curious look.

The same sword match, encountering different skills, there will always be a mind to observe.

This sword comes quickly, the amplitude is huge, and the sound and shadow can be juxtaposed in two rows. If you only focus on the shadow of the sword, you will take advantage of the sound of the sword, and if you are confused by the sound, you will ignore the real sword shadow killing machine.

Moreover, this sword is coming, the sound and shadow are constantly intertwined and exchanged, and the killing direction seems to be nothing, covering several key points of the opponent - it is difficult for ordinary people to predict where the move is going to be attacked when they first come to face it.

I see......

Xiao Yu was thoughtful, and in order not to interrupt the opponent's move, he simply retreated.

"He's back!"

On the judging platform, the female cultivator suddenly shouted, her voice surprised and delighted.

Forty percent was pressing, the sword shadow changed suddenly, and another snake voice suddenly joined.

"Oh, it was still a trick before......"

Xiao Yu nodded slightly and continued to retreat, not caring at all that he fell into passivity.

"Sizzle-"

The sword shadow in Sicheng's hand is already divided into two swords, and there is a faint snake shadow entrenched, connected to its arms, as if it was born to extend.

"Well, it's ......"

Xiao Yu's footsteps suddenly slowed down, and he was slashed by a sword.

"Ahh

The spectators who were paying attention to this scene suddenly screamed and shouted.

On the judging stage, the nun couldn't hide her excitement and stood up: "Hip-hop ......"

The companions also applauded, and said one after another: "On the scene, it seems that forty percent has an advantage......

"Could it be that Xiao Yu met a nemesis?"

“......”

While he was discussing, Sicheng's sword moves continued, with continuous snake shadows, drawing huge arcs, constantly hitting Xiao Yu from unpredictable angles.

There was a wave of applause from all sides.

The female cultivator was even more excited, and screamed: "I didn't expect that such a wonderful sword match would make that Xiao Yu unable to dodge! It seems that his promotion will end here!"

While he was talking, on the judging platform, the figure of the black-faced old man appeared again.

"Hehe......"

The old man looked at the elated monks in front of him, shook his head and chuckled, and said to the disciples beside him: "I can't see through the true strength of this Xiao Yu, but it is far more than the second-order realm...... His opponent, although his sword skills are fancy, it is impossible to defeat him with a few current moves. ”

After that, he looked at Xiao Yu in the field carefully, and muttered: "Moreover, it's very strange, it seems that he is trying his tricks with his body...... Could it be that Xiao Yu can ignore the Yin Yuan on the opponent's sword, the Yin Yuan is cold and sharp, it is not as ordinary as ordinary, even if it kills the third-order Heavenly Cavity, it is also possible......

Laugh.

Xiao Yu was laughing.

"Power, speed, change, destruction...... I see. ”

Xiao Yu realized.

Seeing his smile, many onlookers were incomprehensible, and some even had a crazy impression of him.

"He's laughing angrily, isn't he?"

On the judging stage, the nun blurted out: "Or, does he like to be abused......?"

The sword walks like a snake, and the move does not fail, which makes Sicheng extremely easy to fight.

He shook his hand, and his sword became more swift and powerful, and the wind whistled. I saw the sword shadow flickering, and the spirit was like life.

Such a scene has already appeared many times, and all the onlookers seem to be able to imagine the aftermath. Next, it was Xiao Yu on the other side, who was injured again.

The nun clenched the carved railing in front of her, with great anticipation.

"Heh......"

Xiao Yu's smile rose, and he didn't retreat again, but raised the giant sword, and suddenly shook out the same snake shadow as Sicheng!

"Whoosh-"

The giant sword is simple, and it is not a divine weapon that combines both soft and hard, but in Xiao Yu's hands, it is like a new life.

In an instant, the two sword shadows met in mid-air.

"Poof—"

Forty percent of the sword, retreating.

“......”

The spectators suddenly fell silent and stared at the stage in amazement.

The nun's fingers turned white, but she didn't realize it: "What...... It would be so ......"

The black-faced old man, frightened, suddenly stood up: "He...... Learned the skills of the opponent?!"

"Senior brother is mighty!"

Bei Zhu'er's voice was not loud, she seemed to be a little lazy and couldn't lift her energy.

But in this moment of silence, it was so harsh.

However, Sicheng was pale, staring at Xiao Yu and not caring at all.

He was so concerned about the viewer that he couldn't even distract himself at this time.

Because, forty percent of themselves, they didn't feel any pain.

"Are you hurt?"

It doesn't seem to be.

"False tricks?"

Forty percent was puzzled, but didn't have more time to think.

Because Xiao Yu's next sword arrived in front of him.

"Puff-"

The people who hit the sword one after another were replaced by forty percent.

There was no way for him to dodge.

The off-site is gradually returning to noisy.

The black-faced old man was still surprised: "Who is this Xiao Yu?" Could it be that he is the legendary 'natural sword talent'?"

The disciples around him couldn't help but ask, "Master, what is a natural sword talent?"

The old man pondered for a moment and sighed, "This is an ancient rumor, and I don't know much about it. However, those who are born with sword talents, understand the sound of swords, understand the skills of military matching, and enter the country quickly, far beyond ordinary people. At the extreme, it can even be reversed to promote the improvement of the realm of sound cultivation......"

He pointed to Xiao Yu in the field and said in a low voice: "Other people's sword matching skills, not to mention thousands of tempers, just the sound of the expert is compatible, and the breath is in tune, it will take many years...... And he can learn the trick in just a moment, whether he is a legendary sword talent or not, it is extremely not to be underestimated. ”

The disciples looked at each other, all of them in surprise: "Is there really such a strange person?"

"Of course, there are other ......possibilities," the old man said hesitantly, "for example, his vision and experience are several levels higher than that of his opponents, and his understanding of cultivating sword matching is incredibly high...... Or maybe there have been similar tricks borrowed from before......"

“...... This is even more incredible......"

“......”

Ordinary viewers, of course, did not have the eyesight of the monk above, only exchanged heads and ears, and guessed in surprise: "Fang Cai, it seems, the two of them are using ...... Is it the same trick?"

"Could it be that the Xiao Xian family has ever studied?"

"Or are the two of them in the same house?"

"It can't be learned on the spot, right?"

"In short, it seems that it is more powerful than the Forty Immortal Family......

“......”

The female cultivator on the judging stage also slowly calmed down, gritted her teeth and said: "Use that giant sword to show off your skills, and destroy the heavens, after all, it doesn't look good......

Her companions saw that her words were insincere, and they were dumbfounded.

"Drink—"

Forty percent was furious.

He is different from the Husseins, who are not good at killing.

Born in an evil cultivator, Sicheng often experiences battles, and his mind is firm, which is by no means an ordinary soft flower and tender grass.

Before the game, although some people kept reminding him to be careful of his opponent, he didn't care, and even Xiao Yu's origin was disdainful to check.

The pre-selected applicants are too messy, and most of them are speculators who are doing nothing, indiscriminately filling the numbers, and trying to fight for the future.

Since being recruited by the Taiwei Mansion, except for the two companions who signed up at the same time, Sicheng really didn't take these low-level monks seriously.

"We have always been low-key, not because of our lack of strength, but because we don't want to provoke the attention of the main cultivators and add a lot of trouble...... "When he participated in the competition, his companion said to him privately, "But now it's different, with the backer of the Taiwei Mansion, where do these mortal cultivators in the Zhongxuan Domain dare to target us at will?"

"Since you can raise your eyebrows, why don't you take this opportunity to make a name for yourself and create a momentum! Let me wait for my status in the Taiwei Mansion to improve my ...... even more."

Thinking of this, Sicheng calmed down.

He admits that he was too conceited and arrogant.

Now, he has to pay for his mistakes.

"Perhaps, you have learned my craft. ”

Sicheng looked at Xiao Yu and said in a low voice: "But you are empty, you can't do it, the sword is silent, and there is no power." It's impossible to fight me to the end with this. ”

He struck, but his sword moves changed.

"If you want to learn again, I won't be stupid to give you a chance......"

Xiao Yu slowly retreated.

Sicheng didn't have any more stunts, but he was experienced, his sword skills were varied, and his power was not reduced much.

A solid foundation coupled with a fantastic shot is both dazzling and ruthless.

One sword and another sword, the sound became clear and gradually became poignant.

Xiao Yu looked at the sword moves, a cold light condensed in his eyes, and he suddenly stopped dodging, but the giant sword continued to cross the frame, seeing the moves.

The two sides are at a stalemate.

The audience doesn't know the details, but they are wonderful, and they are cheering.

"What a heavy yin qi!" the black-faced old man frowned, "It seems that this forty percent must be from an evil sound...... I don't know what the Taiwei Mansion thinks. ”

Above the ring, the first round is over.

Both sides have their own offense and defense, which can be regarded as a draw.

"Hmph......" The nun looked at the field, as if there was a bad omen.

Because Sicheng's face is too ugly compared to Xiao Yu, who is calm and indifferent.

"This opponent has a solid foundation, deep sounds, weightlifting, no flaws, and is by no means comparable to those wastes......"

He looked at Xiao Yu, thinking in his heart, he already knew that the future was not good.

"Especially concerned, even before, I have hit his body again and again, why did the Yin Yuan invasion fail to destroy his combat power?"

After a short break, the second inning began.

Sicheng gritted his teeth, and the more he showed his ruthless skills, the sound was confused and confused, and the sword went to the point. But he was always unable to break through Xiao Yu's defenses.

"I've seen the soul of your sword. ”

Xiao Yu suddenly spoke.

Forty percent gritted their teeth and stepped up their attacks.

The giant sword in Xiao Yu's hand changed abruptly-the original wide and heavy sword body was constantly shrinking, like virtual and real, slow and fast.

"Actually, this kind of skill, if it is cooperated by the little black sister, is the most appropriate......"

As he muttered to himself, the shadow of the sword swallowed, constantly hitting the opposite side.

"Ahhh......h

Forty percent began to complain.

Only then did he suddenly realize that he couldn't feel the pain before, not because Xiao Yu's sword skills were not powerful enough, but because he didn't use his strength at all.

Each sword hit is stronger than the last.

Soon, more than forty percent of the tolerance limit.