soon.
The disciples of the two sects have gathered in the martial arts field.
Each one is full of fighting spirit.
Taoist Longshan and the old man of Divine Sword sat on the chair of the Grand Master, smiling.
The two of them heard the sound.
"Brother Divine Sword, what's my idea?"
"You bull's nose didn't expect to be so black-bellied."
"Brother Divine Sword is such a bad word. The old Taoist is to let the disciples experience more. Think about it, in the past, we fought a lot, and they could learn what they could observe, that is, watching the excitement. But now, they are on the stage themselves and have the important responsibilities of the master, so they must do their best, so the effect will be different."
"You are smart. When my disciples of the Divine Sword Sect beat the Zhenwu Sect to cry and call me, I will reluctantly let you live in Zhenwu Mountain for a few more years."
Listening to his old friend's words, Taoist Longshan just smiled and did not refute.
The old man Divine Sword was slightly grateful in his heart.
He knew that Taoist Longshan took the initiative to propose this plan and took full care of his face.
But in fact, he didn't think about taking Zhenwu Mountain back. At most, he would just ridicule a few words at that time.
Thank you very much.
We still have to fight for face.
"Since I can't beat you, the same is true for my disciples who have beaten your disciples!"
The old man from Divine Sword is very confident.
Luo Wentian received the instructions of Taoist Longshan and looked at the disciples of the two sects.
"Everyone, according to the words of the family master and the predecessor of the Divine Sword, this competition is mainly about experience. Although you have to do your best, you must stop it when you click. Do not hurt others at will, otherwise you will be punished heavily."
"Of course, if you perform well, the two division commanders will also be rewarded!"
"Who disciple wants to come first?"
Everyone was eager to try.
soon.
An outer disciple of Zhenwu Sect stepped out.
"Who can give me some advice from the outer sect of the Zhenwu Sect in the Xia Zhenwu Sect? "The young man was full of energy.
Whether it is the Zhenwu Sect or the Divine Sword Sect, they are all divided into the outer sect and the true teachings. The outer disciples are all in the body tempering realm, while the inner disciples are in the inner Yuan realm. If it is in the Gangyuan realm, they are the first-level figures of the elders in the sect. However, both sects have not been established for a long time and there are very few Gangyuan realm.
As for the true teachings, they are not ranked by strength. They are disciples personally accepted by Taoist Longshan and the old man Divine Sword.
A young man from the Divine Sword Sect drew his sword and stepped out, showing his sharpness.
"Li Bing, the outer sect of my Divine Sword Sect, will meet you!"
The two fought to the same group.
The sword light flies, and the fist wind whistles.
If you dare to be the first to come out, you will naturally have some confidence.
Everyone nodded secretly when they saw it.
Ning Qi was also watching that he rarely fought, but with his understanding, this kind of empirical thing is much simpler than creation. The growth he gains in just one or two battles is far greater than that of others, and even the growth he gains in observing other people's battles is also great.
"Wang Chong is going to win."
Wang Chong used the Tiger Evil Fist. Ning Qi had practiced this boxing technique and reached the perfect state in just a short moment. Then he integrated it into his All-Every Fist. I'm afraid he knows this boxing technique better than the founder of the Tiger Evil Fist.
As soon as this thought came, Wang Chong fisted out a tiger roar, and with a vicious aura, he bombarded Li Bing backwards.
"Take it."
The king clashed and stopped.
The disciples of Zhenwu Sect were all excited and happy, while the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect were even more unable to hold back.
"I'll meet you!"
The atmosphere in the martial arts field was completely mobilized.
Outer disciples came on stage one by one.
But it can be clearly seen that the disciples of the Zhenwu Sect are stronger than those of the Divine Sword Sect and have a deeper foundation. The disciples of the Divine Sword Sect have more defeats than those of the Divine Sword Sect have less wins.
The old man from Divine Sword was surprised and said with some envy:
"Longshan Bull Nose, have you taken over a group of good disciples?"
Taoist Longshan smiled and looked at Ning Qi without any trace, feeling very relieved.
It has been achieved in the past two years since the improved body quenching powder was obtained and has achieved initial results.
It can be foreseen that the foundation of the Zhenwu Sect will become deeper and deeper in the future.
The old man from Divine Sword saw that Taoist Longshan pretended to be profound and snorted coldly.
soon.
It is the inner disciple who comes on stage.
Now the Zhenwu Sect has not had that great advantage. After all, the old man from Divine Sword is not a vegetarian. It is said that he once obtained the incomplete inheritance of a sword saint, and all the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect are good at killing.
The victory of Zhenwu Sect was almost on par with the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect.
Now.
The old man Divine Sword's face finally improved, but it was still dark.
His eyes flashed, and a young man in white understood and immediately shot out. The young man in white was majestic, his eyes were like lightning, and the three-foot green edge in his hand was even more like the autumn water.
"The sixth true rumor of the Divine Sword Sect is here. Please give me the true priest sect to you!"
All eyes were shocked.
The competition between true disciples is the biggest concern. After all, in a sense, true disciples represent the true foundation of a sect.
Ning Qi raised his eyebrows and became interested.
Qin Yun was about to get up.
A figure next to him held him down.
The thin young man in a blue Taoist robe smiled and said:
"Sun Chuanhai, the sixth true master of the Zhenwu Sect, please give me advice!"
The Sixth True Transmission vs. the Sixth True Transmission, this is the correct solution.
The two met.
Then he almost killed each other.
As soon as the Zhenwu disciples made a move, they immediately felt different. Both of them were in the inner realm, but their combat power was much stronger than that of the inner disciples. Their moves were exquisite, which made the disciples amazed and exclaimed frequently.
Even Taoist Longshan and the old man Divine Sword looked at it much more seriously.
"Sixth Brother, I'm afraid I'll lose."
Ning Qi looked at it very seriously.
He wanted to observe the movement of internal energy, but the internal energy of the internal Yuan realm master was very restrained and could only bless the human body. Among them, those with profound cultivation could extend outside the body, but they could not leave the body like Gangyuan. Ning Qi tried his best and could only guess the internal energy changes through the changes of the two moves.
Therefore, he could see that after the two fought hundreds of moves, Sun Chuanhai was a little overwhelmed.
The old man Divine Sword had a look of joy in his eyes.
Sure enough, Sun Chuanhai's expression changed, and the sword in Yan Shiheng's hand had fallen between his throat at some point.
The first battle of true legend, the Divine Sword Sect wins.
"Brother Yan's sword technique is amazing."
Sun Chuanhai took a deep breath and said, "The skills are not as good as others, there is nothing to say."
Yan Shiheng returns the tribute:
"Brother Sun is so proud, he just had two extra meals."
He looked at the rest of the Zhenwu Sect and said peacefully:
"Who else can give me a true teaching?"
The disciples of the Divine Sword Sect relaxed, but this time the disciples of the Zhenwu Sect were a little anxious.
Qin Yun finally couldn't help but step on his toes, and his body fell across from Yan Shiheng.
"The Eighth True Legend of the Zhenwu Sect, Qin Yun!"
A fighting spirit arose in his eyes.
Yan Shiheng frowned slightly. If Sun Chuanhai was of the same age as him, then Qin Yun would be much younger, probably five or six years younger than him. If he wins, he will be unfair.
But the next moment.
He changed his mind.
Qin Yun held the knife and just slashed, and the powerful and fierce sword light made him abandon his previous thoughts.
This son is even stronger than the previous sixth true legend!
The swords and swords were everywhere in the field. Even if the two tried their best to control it, they would inevitably draw cross-cutting marks on the martial arts field.
Qin Yun's eyes were cold and he became stronger and stronger as he fought.
Just a hundred moves later.
A sword light cut through Yan Shiheng's clothes on his chest.
The disciples of Zhenwu Sect couldn't help but cheer.
"The Eighth Senior Brother is mighty!"
The eighth true story defeated the sixth true story, which greatly boosted morale.
The old man with Divine Sword had a complicated expression.
He could see that the eighth true teaching of the Zhenwu Sect is extremely talented, and he is afraid he is already moving towards the great success of the Inner Yuan Realm. At this age, he can't find anyone at his Divine Sword Sect at this time.
Taoist Longshan couldn't help but smile.
Before Ning Qi went up the mountain, Qin Yun was the most talented disciple of the Zhenwu Sect.
Qin Yun enjoyed the feeling of attention and was inexplicably happy.
He said calmly:
"Take it."
Yan Shiheng just smiled bitterly and waved his hand slightly, frustrated.
Taoist Longshan smiled and said to the old man of Divine Sword beside him:
"Brother Divine Sword, how can today's battle end here?"
"The disciples must have a certain understanding of each other's strength. We will discuss the outcome in the next ten years."
The old man of Divine Sword was slightly silent.
He felt a little frustrated.
The outer disciples were completely unable to compare, and the inner disciples were slightly lost. The true disciples said they were one win and one defeat, but the eighth true disciples defeated their sixth true disciples, which was not considered a draw.
His face was burning, and he looked at the fat little man Zhuang Chen who was sucking his nose on the side, and made up his mind and said:
"Why not compete with another match?"
Chapter completed!