Chapter 907 Tenacious Opponent


    The owner Guan was also in deep thought when he saw this scene.


    How could they investigate the background of all the sword cultivators? The sword tower did not have the intelligence agency like the Dao Sect Mission Hall, so it was impossible to investigate.


    And I never encountered this situation when I held the sword questioning ceremony before.


    Strange thing.


    "Owner, it''s probably not a good sign. Should we make some preparations?" A sword tower elder felt that this time the sword ceremony was extraordinary, so he quietly sent a message to the post.


    The owner of Guan nodded and agreed with the elder''s point of view. The matter of asking about the sword ceremony this time has exceeded the ability of the sword tower: "It is indeed not a good sign. I will notify the government first and ask them to send a few more people so that they will not be able to catch people."


    Their Sword Tower is not the five immortal gates and has no law enforcement power.


    …


    In the first group of competitions, there was nothing else worth noting except for the irreconcilable contradictions between individual sword cultivators.


    The iron gyro competition between Xuanxuan and Ur attracted the attention of many sword cultivators. The two sea tribes collided to the extreme. First, Ur activated the hidden bloodline, and an ancestor''s phantom appeared above his head, giving him new power and gaining the upper hand. Then Xuanxuan also activated the hidden bloodline, and an ancestor''s phantom appeared, regaining the situation and gaining the upper hand.


    In the end, Xuanxuan took the lead and took the lead, and won better.


    At this point, the first group of competitions came to an end.


    Since the sword intent is incarnated to fight, even if the opponent is killed, at most the sword intent will collapse and will not be in danger of life.


    Of course, if you seek personal grudges after the game, there is nothing you can do about it.


    Compared with the first group of games, the second group of games is more interesting. In the second group of games, there were two young generation high-profile kendo stars, Mingtai and Lu Yang. People only heard the legend that this was the first time they had taken action.


    But the most conspicuous one is Yue Chuan, who brought Jian Ling Alan directly to the stage.


    The sword spirit is part of the sword and does not violate the rules.


    Lu Yang did not let the immortal fairy of the sword spirit appear. If the fairy was allowed to appear, let alone the sword cultivators who participated in the sword-question ceremony, even if they pulled all the sword cultivators from previous sword-question ceremony and tied them together, it would not be enough for the immortal fairy to fight alone.


    Lu Yang pays attention to being upright in his work, and does not rely on those external forces that are imaginative.


    Lu Yang''s opponent was a monk in a strange dress, pale and weak, carrying an ice sword, and the sword face was carved with ice and snow patterns.


    I remember Mingtai introduced this person. He was a monk from the extreme north, named Xue Shilou, who was famous in the extreme north.


    There are naturally outstanding things to be introduced by Mingtai, but compared with Lu Yang, it is far behind.


    "It''s a pity that this person is called Xue Shilou. I met Lu Yang in the first game."


    "There is no way, luck is here, it''s so unlucky."


    "I don''t know how much power he can force Lu Yang to exert."


    "I hope I can play for a longer time. The more Lu Yang''s trump cards are forced out, the better it will be for us."


    Hearing the low whispers of the sword cultivators in the audience, Xue Shilou''s eyes were extremely firm. So what if Lu Yang''s talent in swordsmanship is high? He can rely on his efforts to make up for the gap. Thinking about his experience in sword cultivation over the past decade, tears, sweat, scars... countless.


    Along the way, I encountered many strong enemies and how many people said he could not win, but the facts slapped everyone in the face.


    On the ring, I fought dozens of moves in a flash. Xue Shilou is worthy of being a swordsman genius who came out of the extreme north. He has been tempered there all year round, and his sword intent style is a bit cold and decisive.


    This is the first time Lu Yang has used his sword intent to fight, and it feels quite novel.


    After experiencing the feeling of sword incarnation in battle, it is time to use something real.


    As Lu Yang''s sword moves changed, Xue Shilou suddenly felt the pressure doubled, as if Lu Yang was not holding a sword, but a sled hammer that could shake the world. Every collision made his wrist numb.


    Could this be Lu Yang’s true strength? Was it just a warm-up before?


    A few drops of cold sweat appeared on Xue Shilou''s forehead. Both of them used sword incarnation, which had nothing to do with their cultivation, which means that Lu Yang''s sword incarnation was far more than him.


    Lu Yang''s sword moves were heavy and fast. He seemed to have seen through Xue Shilou''s sword moves. Each sword aimed at his weakness, making Xue Shilou passively defend and unable to attack.


    The onlookers also saw that Xue Shilou was just resisting in the corner, and it was a matter of time before he could lose.


    But no one of them could think of it. If they were facing Lu Yang, they would probably end up with Xue Shilou.


    "Just admit defeat, how about it?" Lu Yang suggested seriously. He wanted to finish the game early and watch how others played before the game was over.


    "No!" Xue Shilou said seriously. Although he was at a disadvantage, his eyes were firm and he was not shaken by the excessive strength of both sides.


    Lu Yang was stunned for a moment and realized that his attitude was wrong. As a sword cultivator, of course, he had to fight until the last moment, so he would not admit defeat. The words just now were like slapping Xue Shilou in the face.


    Lu Yang said seriously: "Sorry, in return, I will defeat you with all my strength!"


    Feeling Lu Yang''s heavier and rapid attack, Xue Shilou was sweating all over and his blood was boiling.


    So is there such a big gap between me and a real kendo genius? Are you really going to stop here?


    Xue Shilou looked dazed and his memory was pulled back to his childhood.


    …


    In the heavy snow, Xue Tenth Floor stood on the wooden stake with a broken iron sword, and the north wind whistled by, and the snowflakes hit him, making him feel painful.


    "Master, I can''t hold on."


    Xue Shilou said gritting his teeth, he didn''t dare to speak loudly, for fear that the snowflakes would fly into his mouth.


    The master was hunched over and leaning on a crutch, as if he hadn''t seen the snow swaying at all.


    "Continue to persevere, you must adapt to this environment and block the heavy snow. In the future, you will understand the significance of today''s practice."


    …


    "Master, did you expect what happened today?" Xue Shilou murmured to himself, Lu Yang''s attack was like a storm and blizzard in the extreme north.


    He slowly closed his sword moves, narrowed his defense range, adjusted his movements, and stood in a strange look, which was the posture of standing.


    He gradually recalled the master''s teachings and the little things he did in practicing swords. Some originally unrelated moves were connected at this moment and turned into new moves.


    "Stand up the sword style!"


    This is a sword pose that can block the storm and blizzard, a sword pose that even the master has not completed!


    "Catch it."


    Lu Yang gently spit out a slash, and the sword energy turned into a full moon, directly penetrated the sword style of standing stance, knocking Xue Tenth Floor to the edge of the ring, and fell into a coma.


    "Junior Brother Xue is in a coma, it''s not good." A sword cultivator in the audience saw Xue Shilou unconscious and looked anxious.


    "Fellow Daoist, what will happen after Xue Shilou is unconscious?" asked someone else.


    The man sighed and said, "Xue Shilou is my junior brother. He was originally an orphan picked up by his master. He showed amazing talent for swordsmanship when he was young, and his master regarded it as the successor of his robe and mantle."


    "Just just when the master thought he had accepted a good disciple, an accident happened once. Junior Brother Xue was in a coma. After the coma, another will took over Junior Brother Xue''s body. Under that situation, Junior Brother Xue became cruel and powerful. The master''s leg was interrupted by Junior Brother Xue that time."


    "Later, Junior Brother Xue woke up and couldn''t remember anything. Master and I didn''t tell you about this."


    "The master suspected that Junior Brother Xue had encountered some stimulation before he was picked up, which led to him being divided into two personalities."


    Sure enough, after Xue Shilou fell into a coma, he stood up again, and his entire aura changed drastically.


    "Why did this waste faint again? It''s true that I still have to rely on me." "Snow Tenth Floor" looked at Lu Yang''s mouth with a cruel smile.


    "Catch it."


    As usual, Lu Yang gently spit out the word "Zhun" and knocked Xue Shilou of another personality fainted.


    In the spiritual world of the Tenth Floor of Snow, there are two Tenth Floor of Snow.


    "So did I break my master''s leg?" Liang Xue Shilou hugged her head and cried bitterly, "No, it''s you, it''s you who injured his master!"


    Dark snow sneered at this: "So what if I was injured? It''s not because the blood power in your body is too strong and uncontrollable that I have distinguished my personality."


    "If I hadn''t had my personality, you would have been frozen to death long before Master picked you up."


    Seeing that the snow was still crying, the snow was dark and the snow was showing a look of regret.


    "Cry, what''s the use of crying? Can crying beat an opponent you have ever had?"


    "Then what do you think of?" Liang Xue Twelve Floor asked loudly while crying.


    Dark snow 10th floor showed a complicated smile: "You have just realized the sword-like posture of standing in the stance, and the realm is just a little bit short of help from your adaptation to the power of your bloodline."


    "A little help?" Liang Xue Shilou was stunned.


    The dark snow tenth floor did not explain anything, but went forward to embrace the bright snow tenth floor, and slowly dissipated.


    "It''s still a shortage of your and my fusion. I hope that after I disappear, you will no longer be a crying person who cries when encountering difficulties."


    "Xiao An!" Liang Xue Tentral Floor shouted, trying hard to catch another self, but in the end they only caught a ball of light.


    In reality, the falling snow 10th floor slowly stood up again, with sad and firm eyes. He slowly raised his sword and pointed it at Lu Yang, as if he was talking alone, or as if two of them were speaking in unison.


    "Lu Yang, I want to defeat you!"


    "This breath is the legendary Snow Emperor bloodline!" A sword cultivator from the extreme north shouted.


    "Are you finished? Kill!" Lu Yang was furious and swung his sword hard.


    Snow fell from the arena.


    (This chapter ends)