After Xuanwu Peak settled down, Wang Ke began to focus on cultivation, after all, there were only three months left, for ordinary people, three months might be a long time, but in the eyes of the monks, three months was just a snap of a finger.

The Xuanwu Shield Armor is a unique secret technique of Xuanwu Peak, which condenses spiritual power into a defensive shield, which can instantly resist attacks from the outside world, and this spiritual shield is much stronger than ordinary spiritual shields.

Wang Ke sat cross-legged at this time, there was a faint fluctuation of spiritual power on his body, suddenly his eyes opened, a blue light flashed from the bottom of his eyes, his right hand instantly raised his palm and spread it out, and a ball of cyan spiritual power emerged from his hand, suspended in the air and tumbled.

This cyan spiritual power was tumbling and changing, as if this cyan spiritual power had life, and Wang Ke's eyes flashed, staring at the spiritual power light in his hand, as if he was making some effort.

The cyan spiritual power tumbled and changed, and as time passed, it gradually began to form the outline of a tortoiseshell shield, but at this moment, suddenly this pattern spiritual power suddenly emitted a violent fluctuation, and then shattered violently.

"It seems that it's not so simple for this Xuanwu shield armor to really condense it" Wang Ke looked at the spiritual power that disappeared in the air, and shook his head helplessly.

This is already his thirtieth failure, and since the Xuanwu Shield Armor is the secret technique of Xuanwu Peak, it is naturally not so light that it can be condensed.

Compared with the Xuanwu Shield Armor, the cultivation of the Spiritual Breath Technique is a matter of course, originally Wang Ke's Qi Acceptance Recipe has been cultivated very proficiently, and it didn't take much effort to change the Spiritual Breath Recipe to the Spiritual Breath Technique, and I feel that the absorption speed of the Spiritual Qi at this time is several times faster, which is a good exercise.

"I don't know how the sword recipe is" Suddenly Wang Ke's eyes flashed with excitement, stretched out his hand, the secret book of the sword recipe appeared in his hand, and then began to study it, a few hours passed in a flash, Wang Ke finished reading the last page of the cheats, his hands were closed, and the cheats disappeared in his hands in a flash, and then stood up, and a flash came out of the room.

Outside is a small platform, surrounded by towering trees, at this time the aura surrounds, the air above the head floating a lot of spiritual clouds, this is the mountainside position, the fog is relatively thick.

Standing on the platform, Wang Ke's eyes flashed, he stretched out his hand and made a move, and suddenly the green light flashed, and the Xuantie Flying Sword appeared and flew around it.

Suddenly, he pinched a sword trick with both hands, stretched out his hand and pointed at the flying sword, and suddenly the flying sword floated in front of him, about seven feet from the ground.

Then he kicked his feet on the ground, turned over and jumped up, and instantly landed on the flying sword, only to see the flying sword sink down slightly and begin to shake.

"Edgeworth flying, fast!" With a light snort in his mouth, the flying sword under his feet trembled and flew up, but before he flew far, the spiritual light above was shattered in a flash, and Wang Ke felt that his body was light, and he quickly turned over and landed firmly on the ground.

Stretching out his hand, the flying sword regained its aura again, and then he began to try again and again, the sword technique was not a profound sword technique, but at the beginning of contact, he was a little rusty, and as time passed, the feeling of the sword gradually became clear.

Two days later, on the platform, a sword light flew, and a figure stood on the sword light, with bursts of cheers coming out of his mouth, and suddenly it was Wang Ke, who had mastered the sword technique.

At this time, he had a lot of fun flying with his sword, and he didn't have to care about the consumption of that little spiritual power at all, and he no longer had to envy those monks who could fly with his sword.

With a flash of green light, Wang Ke put away the flying sword and landed firmly on the ground, with a satisfied look on his face: "If Sister Tong and the others see my current achievements, I don't know if they will be happy for me, are they doing well now" Suddenly Wang Ke remembered Tong Yan and the others, and remembered that when they were together, they were very envious of the monks who could fly with the sword.

"Go out this time, if you have the opportunity, let's go and have a look" Wang Ke made a secret decision in his heart, and then his eyes froze, and he suddenly moved on the platform, only to see that Wang Ke's feet showed a strange footwork at this time, moving strangely and unpredictably, and the speed was extremely fast, as if he couldn't find his figure.

This is another secret of Xuanwu Peak, Feiyun Step, flexible, weird, changeable, this kind of footwork is infinitely useful in battle, Wang Ke is stepping up his cultivation.

Cultivating here, no one came to disturb Wang Ke, he almost forgot the time, except for cultivation or cultivation, it was already March in the blink of an eye.

At this time, on the mountainside platform, I saw that Wang Ke's body exuded strong spiritual power fluctuations, and as soon as his feet moved, three identical figures appeared on the mountainside platform in an instant, each of which looked very real, as if it was his doppelganger.

The three figures swung a sword at the same time, and the three cyan sword rays fell from the sky and slashed to the ground, "poof" A deep sword mark several zhang long appeared on the platform, and the two figures next to them shattered.

"Hehe, this Feiyun Step is really mysterious, it should be good to use it to confuse the enemy" Proficient in Feiyun Step, the movement speed is very fast, and it is more flexible when fighting.

Then I saw Wang Ke's expression move, the Xuantie sword in his right hand slashed, and a cyan sword light rushed out, and then the flying cloud under his feet unfolded, and a flash had appeared in front of the sword light, turned around, raised his left hand, and instantly a green light shield appeared, blocking the front of the sword light.

I saw that this green shield looked a little like a tortoise shell, with some irregular lines on it, and it looked very strong, and the sword light hit the light shield, only to hear the sound of "dang", making the sound of gold and iron intersecting.

The cyan sword light disappeared in the air in a flash, the surface of the light shield flashed, and it was instantly restored, Wang Ke nodded with satisfaction, although it was just a random sword light, but the power was not weak, and the light shield could be easily blocked, which was enough to prove that his defense was not trivial.

After three months of cultivation, he has mastered the sword technique, the Xuanwu shield armor, and the flying cloud step, and his strength has been greatly improved, although it is impossible to improve his cultivation, but his spiritual power has become more and more refined, and at this time he is full of confidence in his strength.

Suddenly, Wang Ke's eyes turned and looked at the foot of the mountain, a sword light was shooting rapidly, and a familiar figure suddenly stood above the sword light.

The speed of the sword light was very fast, and in the blink of an eye, a young man jumped down from above, and the young man's eyes swept at Wang Ke casually, and said lightly: "The peak master asked me to inform you, the March period has arrived, and you can go."

Lingmu stood not far away, his eyes fell on Wang Ke, his expression was a little indifferent, and at the same time, there was a faint jealousy in his eyes, in his opinion, Wang Ke, a disciple of the Miscellaneous Spirit Root, may not be able to step into the middle stage of Qi acceptance for the rest of his life, but in just one year, his cultivation has advanced by leaps and bounds, and this time he was also valued by the peak master, and he was a little unwilling in his heart.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Lingmu, for reminding me," Wang Ke bowed, ignoring Lingmu's indifference.

"Hmph, it's smaller than fighting, our Xuanwu Peak's face is big, I can warn you, if you lose our Xuanwu Peak's face in the competition, I won't let you go" Lingmu said coldly, flew into the air, and set up a light to go away in an instant.

Wang Ke frowned, looked at Lingmu's back, and a chill in his eyes, "Hmph, do you really think you are a powerful person, pointing fingers at me" Wang Ke thought to himself.

"Forget it, don't worry about him in general" Wang Ke thought about it, it was a little unworthy to be angry for such a villain, turned around and went into the house to clean up, and soon walked out and walked to the agreed place, he didn't fly with the sword, so he chose to go on foot, so as not to attract the attention of others.

In the Aoki Sect, the inner disciples are more valued, and they are afraid that the disciples who do not have the strength will not be able to protect themselves when they encounter danger when they go out to practice, so they will set the rules of the competition.

Inner disciples who want to go out to experience must sign up for the competition in advance, the competition is once every three months, only the winning disciples are allowed to go out to practice, and if they fail in the competition, they can only wait for the next registration, until they can go out to experience until they win, and every three months of the competition is also regarded as a kind of experience among the inner disciples, for this purpose the sect also deliberately set up rewards, if you can get the top ten in the competition, you can get some resource rewards.

The location of the competition was in the huge square at the foot of Aoki Peak, when Wang Ke came to this place, countless monks had gathered in the square, among these monks, there were inner disciples, core disciples, and the most were outer disciples, and outer disciples gathered around the platform.

Seeing so many monks in the square, Wang Ke was slightly shocked, his eyes swept away, there was a stone platform on the left side of the square, and sitting on the stone platform was a middle-aged monk with a calm attitude, most of these monks closed their eyes to recuperate, and there were some disciples dressed as inner disciples next to them who were busy with something.

Wang Ke looked at it and walked over, and came to the stone platform, where these inner disciples were receiving number plates and drawing lots for their opponents at the same time.

It was an old man with a flower beard who issued the number plate, and one by one the disciples who received the number plate and the battle information all retreated, and it was finally Wang Ke's turn.

"Waist card, name" The old man raised his head and glanced at Wang Ke casually.

"Wang Ke, disciple of Xuanwu Peak" Wang Ke hurriedly took out his waist card and handed it to the old man.

"Hey, it turned out to be the person who was explained by the master of Xuanwu Peak, okay, this is your number plate" The old man handed over a card, which suddenly said 258, and Wang Ke understood that this was his own number.

The draw is relatively simple, the right hand is a little on the card, a spiritual light is entered, and suddenly his own battle information emerges, how is this done, Wang Ke is not clear, can only smile to the side.

The competition was arranged at noon, and at this time the huge square had been divided into many areas, each with its own number, Wang Ke found the area where he was competing, and waited patiently, and there was still a short time left.

Next to this area, at this time, there were already many inner disciples sitting cross-legged on the sidelines pranayama, Wang Ke's eyes swept away, among these people, most of the cultivators were only in the middle stage of Qi acceptance, although there were also in the late realm, but there were very few.

Among these people, Wang Ke saw some disciples wearing Xuanwu Peak robes, as well as other disciples of the Four Peaks, but at this time, everyone was sitting cross-legged, without any communication with each other, waiting for the beginning.

Suddenly, at this moment, in the air in the distance, several dazzling sword lights came towards the square, and first an exclamation came from the square, "Wow, you see that it is the young sect master and the core disciple."

Hearing this voice, countless eyes in the square all looked at the sky, and sure enough, among the few sword lights, the first person suddenly was Qin Ke'er, Qin Ke'er's face was indifferent, dressed in a white palace dress, with long hair floating behind him, and a white ribbon tied on his head, which looked like an ice fairy.

Behind her, there were three sword lights, and there was a young man standing on the sword light, these three young people didn't look very old, but the clothes they were wearing were unique to the core disciples, and the three of them were all core disciples, the real elite among the disciples of the Aoki Sect.

These three people are all lofty, a talent, but everyone has a look of arrogance on their faces, and one of them, Wang Ke, suddenly saw it, it was the young man called Proud Heart.

In the midst of cheers, the four sword lights arrived above the square in an instant, and landed directly on the stone platform on the left, and everyone's attention was all attracted to it.

Wang Ke looked at Qin Ke'er's shadow standing on the stone platform, he hadn't seen her for a year, the aura on Qin Ke'er's body had become more powerful, and at the same time, her temperament had also changed dramatically, becoming more dusty, like a fairy who was about to ascend.