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Three days passed by in a flash. Inside Xiao Chen¡¯s residence, Liu Ruyue said, ¡°Do we really not need to go?¡±
Xiao Chen held Liu Ruyue's hand and smiled lightly: "It's really not necessary. He and I are just competing with each other, not a real life and death battle, not even a real sparring match."
Knife competition is a term among swordsmen. The literal meaning is that two people use their swords at the same time to see whose sword is more powerful.
It sounds very simple to think about, but in actual operation, it is extremely complicated.
The moment the sword comes out of your hand, it not only condenses the vitality, but also the warrior's artistic conception and the intention of the sword.
Under normal circumstances, when comparing swordsmanship with a swordsman who possesses the will of a sword, no matter how powerful the first two are, it will be useless. But Murong Chong and Xiao Chen both understood the intention of the sword, and it was hard to say who was stronger than the other.
"However, Xiao Chen is very confident in himself. In addition to his sword intention, his killing intention and thundering intention have reached their limit, and they will continue to become stronger as his cultivation level increases.
And the vitality in his body is even more frighteningly pure. With the training of countless heavenly materials and earthly treasures and heavenly skills, coupled with the effect of Gui Lingzhu, it is difficult for anyone of his generation to be stronger than him.
No matter what adventures Murong Chong had, they would never compare to him.
Unless you are that kind, the proud disciple of a super sect has countless talents and treasures since birth, and it takes more than ten years of training than Xiao Chen to barely surpass him.
But as time goes by, the gap between these few evil geniuses and him will only become smaller and smaller, and in the end he will overtake them one by one.
"Don't worry, just wait for my good news." Xiao Chen let go and said goodbye, soared into the sky and disappeared from Liu Ruyue's eyes in the blink of an eye.
Looking at the direction Xiao Chen left, Liu Ruyue bit her lips lightly, with a thoughtful look in her eyes.
Once upon a time, when Xiao Chen first came to Tiandao Pavilion, he still needed to be protected under her wings, but in just two years, he completely surpassed her.
Liu Ruyue looked away, with a determined look on her face, and said to herself: "It seems that I have to take time to go out and practice, otherwise I will be too far ahead of this little guy, which will be too shameful."
Looking at the huge school grounds on the rooftop, many disciples who had received the news were already waiting here.
The sun was shining brightly above our heads, but it still couldn't resist the enthusiasm of everyone, and the discussions didn't stop from the beginning.
"Who do you think can win? Two years ago, the two of them were inseparable. Xiao Chen narrowly won with one move."
"It's really hard to say. Murong Chong is said to be half as strong as a Martial Emperor, and Xiao Chen is also half as strong as a Martial Emperor, but he only showed his hand that day and didn't see the specific strength."
"But the two of them are competing with each other, not a real duel. The winner should be determined soon."
"We'll see, hey, whoever's sword is stronger actually means who's stronger."
Two years ago, before the duel between Xiao Chen and Murong Chong, all the warriors on the field were overwhelmingly in favor of Murong Chong, thinking that Xiao Chen would never win.
Two years later, this battle is full of uncertainty, and no one dares to say who will win.
On the high platform, all twelve elite elders of the Tiandao Pavilion Elders Council gathered together. Even they did not want to let this duel go.
Today, Xiao Chen and Murong Chong are not much stronger than the others. Even many of the elders are not as good as the two of them.
An elder with extremely small eyes sighed softly: "You are really old. Only in this era when warriors are flourishing can talented warriors grow so fast. It's a pity that we are all old and destined to be only one It¡¯s a spectator.¡±
"Haha, it's a good thing to be a spectator and experience the prosperous age of warriors. It's not a wasted life."
"Yes, we have two talented warriors from Tiandao Pavilion. Looking at the entire starry sky, how many talented warriors should there be. When they all grow up and the prosperous age of warriors truly comes, what a magnificent scene will appear in this world."
The Great Elder Jiang Chi smiled slightly and said: "Why are you talking about this? Anyway, these two geniuses have agreed to fight for our Tiandao Pavilion, and they will get luck bonuses when the time comes. In this world of great strife, our Tiandao Pavilion only has It will rise completely."
Whoosh!
In the sky above the school field, two sharp figures flew from the east and west sides. Their speed was extremely fast, and they landed on the field in the blink of an eye.
"Here they come, Murong Chong and Xiao Chen are here!"
In the auditorium, people who had been waiting for a long time opened their doors and immediately became excited.
Murong Chong looked at the surrounding scenes and his thoughts drifted back to? years ago, the scene then was the same as it is now.
The seats were packed and the venue was full of enthusiasm. He was originally very ambitious and wanted to win Qingyun Peak in one fell swoop, but unfortunately he failed.
¡°After more than two years, I saw such a scene again, and I couldn¡¯t help but feel a lot of emotions.
With the determination to win, Murong Chong's sharp gaze shot at Xiao Chen like a blade, and said loudly: "Xiao Chen, the outcome will be determined with one strike!"
"as you wish!"
The two right hands were on the hilts of their respective knives at the same time, and the boundless momentum, artistic conception momentum and sword intention began to gather quickly.
Murong Chong's artistic conception of Fengyun is activated. A strong wind blows behind him, rolling up boundless dust. The white clouds above his head are rolling endlessly.
For a time, the wind and clouds surged, and the color of the sky and the earth changed.
Xiao Chen¡¯s artistic conception of killing and thunder was activated, black thunderclouds filled the air above his head, and dull thunder sounded, roaring endlessly in the field, making everyone¡¯s ears buzz.
Behind him, there was a bloody red light overflowing crazily, which was the artistic conception of killing spreading.
Under the powerful artistic conception of the two, the world has become dark before the sword is drawn out. The momentum of an impending war makes people hold their breath and dare not even kick the air.
Two loud and trembling sounds sounded leisurely. Murong Chong and Xiao Chen simultaneously pulled out the weapons in their hands, and the sword intention that had been brewing for a long time suddenly burst out.
The blade of the sword kept trembling, and the sword's intention reverberated endlessly, and then spread quickly. The weapons in the hands of thousands of warriors in the field immediately started to sway, and were about to be unsheathed at any time.
Whoops!
The movements of the two were as fast as lightning. The blood-colored long knives in the hands of Yueying Dao and Murong Chong came out at the same time and spun towards each other.
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The two blades were filled with brilliance. As they rotated, the light overflowed. Wherever the blades passed, a crack appeared under the ground, spreading forward.
Thousands of warriors in the field all screamed in surprise. Under the collision of two sword intents, the weapons in their hands could no longer be controlled, and they all flew into the sky.
Thousands of long knives of various kinds, pulled by the two King's Arms of Xiao Chen, collided in mid-air, and the sound of ping-ping-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pang-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong the sounds, which looked very spectacular.
But everyone¡¯s eyes were not focused on it at all. They were staring at the two rotating long knives in the field without blinking.
The flying speed of the long sword is extremely fast. I am afraid that the moment he raises his head, the winner will be decided in the next moment.
Bang!
Under the gaze of thousands of people, the two majestic long knives finally collided together, and the two cracks on the ground were suddenly connected at this moment.
Click!
The ground of the entire school ground was split into two halves in an instant, shocking everyone present. Even the elders on the high platform could not sit still.
"It's too strong. The strength of today's genius warriors is completely beyond what we imagined."
Jiang Chi had a smile on his face, not caring at all that the two men were stronger than him, and said loudly: "Okay, no matter who loses or wins, with such strength, our Tiandao Pavilion is destined to have a big victory in the Five Kingdoms Competition." Shine!"
"Pfft." Murong Chong, who stood proudly, turned pale and spat out a large mouthful of blood.
The blood-colored sword belonging to him in the field, at the moment of collision with the Moon Shadow Knife, cracks appeared, and then the cracks scattered, and the blood-colored sword directly broke into countless fragments.
Woohoo!
On the school grounds, there was only a dark, slender knife left, which was still spinning slowly.
High in the sky, thousands of long knives swayed with the Moon Shadow Sword, as if telling everyone who is the real king's soldier.
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