Fantasy: I, The Salted Fish Will Become Stronger

"It turned out to be them!"

When the disciples under the stage saw the five people in the ring, they couldn't help showing expressions of admiration and surprise on their faces.

Qin Hao looked at the five people who had just entered the ring, and said flatly: "Xing Yi, you will fight this battle, and the rest of the disciples will come up first."

"promise!"

After Long Xingyi saluted in Qin Hao's direction, the other six people jumped onto the stands one after another.

The five people standing opposite him looked at each other, and then a young man with blue hair and purple pupils stood up and said seriously:

"I am Lan Lingjie, a disciple of the Three Elders, and I am here to learn the Sword Technique of Junior Brother Long."

"Hello Senior Brother Lan."

Long Xingyi looked at him calmly and cupped his hands.

Disciples off the court saw the two people who were about to face off, and started talking about it.

"It's rumored that Senior Brother Lan's Moon Lane Sword Technique has reached the stage of perfection. I wonder who can win this battle?"

"It goes without saying that it must be Senior Brother Lan. After all, Senior Brother Long has been worshiping Senior Uncle Qin's sect for a short time."

"..."

After performing a sword salute on the ring, the two held their swords and looked at each other.

Clang!

Accompanied by a sword cry.

The two drew their swords almost at the same time.

"Nine Heavens embrace the moon!"

Lan Lingjie shouted loudly, and swung the sword in front of him.

Instantly.

A bright moon suddenly rose above the martial arts arena.

I saw the bright moon falling from the sky, and the moonlight turned into Sword Ray and fell towards Long Xingyi.

Even if it's just a blink of an eye.

But this vision of heaven and earth made all the cultivators present enjoy watching it.

Long Xingyi didn't speak, but slashed at the Sword Ray.

boom!

A huge roar echoed in the martial arts arena.

When the two Sword Rays collided in mid-air, a huge aftermath erupted and the earth trembled.

The aftermath dissipated.

Long Xingyi and Lan Lingjie were still standing with their swords in hand.

But soon the crowd of cultivators saw the blood overflowing from the corners of their mouths.

Who's winning?

A thought subconsciously emerged in the minds of many disciples.

At this moment, the two cupped hands together and said: "Senior brother is really powerful, I admit defeat, senior brother."

Everyone:? ? ?

The big guys subconsciously set their sights on Elder Jiu who presided over the assessment.

Both of them concede defeat at the same time, who will win this battle?

Nine Elder immediately said: "This battle, how about I count the two of you as a draw?"

The two said in unison: "Disciple, I have no objection."

Nine Elder nodded, stroked his beard and said, "This is a draw!"

Qin Hao didn't express anything about this result, but set his eyes on Han Sanqian.

"Three thousand, this battle is up to you."

"The disciple takes orders."

With excitement in his heart, Han Sanqian jumped down onto the ring with his own saber in his hand.

Although he is now practicing the way of the sword body, holding a sword is a respect for others.

On the other side, among the four, a disciple with fluttering silver hair who looked like an exiled immortal also appeared on the ring.

As soon as he came out of the arena, there was a burst of exclamation:

"It's actually his Wind and Thunder Sword!"

"Book mountain, cold three thousand."

"Five Elders, Chen Yu."

After the two made a sword salute towards each other, Jiu Elder's voice sounded again.

"The second battle begins."

"Please!"

"Please!"

As soon as the words fell, Chen Yujian thundered.

Clang!

Fenglei Sword, people live up to their name, and the sword is like thunder! Turn into the wind!

In an instant, figures flickered on the ring, and thunder flashed.

What a fast sword!

It was the first time Han Sanqian encountered such a fast sword.

He only felt several Sword Qi passing over his body.

But when these Sword Qi hit him, he didn't feel any pain, instead he felt an indescribable comfort.

If it wasn't for the crowd, he would have wanted to yell: More force!

This scene stunned all the true biography and the Supreme Sword Sect executives in the stands.

A thought could not help appearing in their minds: Could it be that Han Sanqian has some kind of treasure on his body?

Seeing the hardness of Han Sanqian's body, Qin Hao nodded slightly.

Yes, as expected of a body forged by different fires, this body is awesome.

Chen Yu and everyone else had the same idea, but after he counted the swords down.

The clothes on Han Sanqian's upper body had been cut to shreds, and the bronze-colored skin on his upper body was also exposed to everyone.

The female disciple under the ring couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva when she saw that perfect figure.

Really want to go up and touch it?

When Chen Yu saw Han Sanqian's clothes were torn, he couldn't help being slightly taken aback.

However, in a duel between masters, there is only a second of stupefaction, and the outcome is determined.

The sword in Han Sanqian's hand had already fallen.

Clang!

A Sword Ray falls.

Unprepared, Chen Yu flew upside down and hit the ground heavily.

He stood up slowly while clutching his heart, and said a little aggrieved, "I lost."

Nine Elder heard the words and shouted: "This battle, Shushan Library wins!"

Han Sanqian took out a set of clothes from the storage ring and changed into them, then returned to the ring.

Seeing this, Qin Hao said slightly: "That's right, in the next battle, Jinxi will be yours to fight."

"promise."

Jin Xi stood up, tapped her toes lightly, and floated onto the ring.

On the other side, a female cultivator in a long skirt with snowflakes also floated onto the ring.

"Flying Snow Fairy."

"This battle is worth watching. Two stunning beauties will fight against each other."

"..."

The two women looked at each other, bowed and said:

"Book Mountain, Jinxi."

"Under the gates of the four Elders, fog is not flowers."

Nine Elder said slowly: "The third battle begins."

The two women took a step back in unison, and slowly pulled out the swords in their hands almost simultaneously.

Clang!

Two sword cries sounded at the same time.

"Frozen Miles!"

"One sword vicissitudes!"

In an instant.

Half of the arena was covered in ice and snow.

Wherever Snow Fairy Sword Qi goes, there is a piece of snow white.

Jin Xi's sword does not have any vision of heaven and earth.

But wherever she went, the ice and snow melted, the sun was shining, and everything recovered.

"I lost!"

On the ring, Fairy Feixue's voice suddenly sounded.

Before everyone could react, the two women withdrew their swords at the same time.

They looked at the ring suspiciously.

Fairy Feixue was sweating profusely, and her eyes were full of fear.

Jin Xi's sword left her still terrified.

As a sword cultivator, she clearly felt that if that sword hurt herself, even if she didn't die, she would die of prosperity.

Nine Elder didn't ask much, but announced the result lightly.

"This battle, Shushan wins!"

Under the confused eyes of everyone, the second daughter returned to her own position.

At this time, Sect Leader slowly said: "Time Sword Dao, Xiaohao, you have cultivated a good disciple. Our Supreme Sword Sect has no disciples for a long time, and we have a disciple who can understand Time Sword Dao."

When the cultivator present heard this, a surprised expression appeared on his face.

Many people immediately realized why Fairy Feixue would admit defeat.

May I ask, who can beat the word time?

Qin Hao set his eyes on Ye Wuying.

"Wuying, I'll leave it to you next."