Inverse Sword God

In the days that followed, Lin Xuan went to the mountain to practice swordsmanship during the day, and practiced longevity tactics at night. Occasionally, he went to the mission hall to repair the long sword and earn contribution points.

Such days passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, half a month had passed.

And the atmosphere of the outer sect is also changing quietly. Many disciples have returned from Taihang Mountain to prepare for the next inner sect trials. Only after entering the inner sect can one be regarded as a true disciple of the Xuantian Sect. Inside, not only can they learn advanced martial arts, but also the guidance of senior monks, plus various rich cultivation resources, all the outer sect disciples can’t wait to sharpen their heads Squeeze in.

At the same time, a new outer sect leaderboard was also released. Many outer sect disciples have been discussing this matter and checking their rankings.

This outer sect ranking only has the top five hundred rankings. It is based on the disciple's cultivation base and peacetime performance, roughly estimates the combat effectiveness, and then dispatches the list.

No one knows who the maker is. There was a time when someone was dissatisfied because of the low ranking and challenged the high ranking, and the result was a big defeat. Except for hundreds of such things, the final result is the same as that on the ranking list.

Only then did the outer disciples accept this list and use it as an important means to understand the strength of others.

On the No. 3 martial arts field, He Shaobing looked at the exquisite booklet in his hand, and there was a trace of anger on his face. This booklet is the outer door ranking list. It is very beautifully made, but it does not attract He Shaobing's interest at all.

"Humph!" He closed the booklet to death, and then forcefully wrote it in his hand. Soon, the roster became a mass of powder.

"Too deceiving! How dare you lower my rank!" He Shaobing's eyes burned with anger. Originally, he was No. 100 on the ranking list and belonged to the top disciples, but who would have thought that this ranking would put him at No. 101.

Don't look at it, it's only one difference, but the meaning contained in it is very different. Among the tens of thousands of outer sect disciples, the top 100 belong to the top disciples, and the geniuses of the first echelon will be punished after entering the inner sect. special attention. And now that he has become the 101st, he has become a disciple of the second echelon, and his identity is completely different.

The one who replaced him as the 100th was a newly promoted outer disciple named Lin Xuan.

"How can a young disciple who just joined the outer sect be ranked one hundred! I refuse to accept it!" He Shaobing clenched the long sword in his hand.

"Young soldier, calm down," said a slightly chubby disciple next to him, "I've heard about Lin Xuan as well. Recently, he has had a lot of trouble with the Shenwei Group. It is said that he has lost many disciples of the Shenwei Group in a row, so he must have some strength. "

"So what? You also think I will lose?" He Shaobing said angrily.

The Xuantian Sect had a large outer sect and had many disciples. Not everyone knew Lin Xuan, and so many things happened every day. They had long forgotten the reputation of a young disciple.

"It's not that you're afraid of losing, but there's no need to do this. Wouldn't it be enough to defeat him in an upright manner at the inner sect selection meeting?"

He Shaobing did not speak, but a pair of eyes flashed cold light from time to time.

...

No. 7 Martial Arts Arena, northwest corner.

Lin Xuan held the red flame sword and was practicing meticulously. This is a new swordsmanship he has learned, Gushan Swordsmanship, which belongs to the Huangjie intermediate martial arts.

This swordsmanship is different from the swordsmanship that Lin Xuan learned in the past. It is not known for its speed, but belongs to the kind of heavy force. The speed is very slow, and every sword is full of power.

Ho! Ho!

The big open and big close moves made Lin Xuan very emotional. He had been studying the fast sword before, but now he practiced the slow sword, which gave him a new insight.

This Gufeng swordsmanship pays attention to stability, accuracy, and ruthlessness. Although the speed is slow, as long as the timing is well grasped, it can definitely kill with one blow. Through today's slow sword practice, Lin Xuan's grasp of the timing of the battle is much stronger than before.

The fast sword is to seize the opportunity and pay attention to the first move to defeat the enemy, while the slow sword is to catch the mistakes made by the opponent, or make mistakes. Combining speed and slowness, Lin Xuan's swordsmanship has surpassed that of the past.

Just as Lin Xuan was immersed in the swordsmanship, a young man approached him.

Thin, big eyes, cold eyes.

"You are Lin Xuan?" The boy's tone was not good.

"That's right." Lin Xuan stood with his sword and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Defeat you and take back my rightful place!" The young man was He Shaobing.

Lin Xuan was a little at a loss: "What ranking?"

"Don't pretend to be garlic, you just need to tell me whether you will accept the challenge!" He Shaobing shouted.

He Shaobing's shout made the surrounding disciples who practiced martial arts look back one after another. At this moment, a slightly fat boy came running from a distance. He grabbed He Shaobing's hand and said, "Young soldier, let's go!"

"Xiao Wei, don't worry about me, I must defeat him today!" He Shaobing said loudly, "The weak do not deserve that spot!"

"What's going on?" someone nearby asked.

"You don't know? He Shaobing was squeezed out of the 100th position by that kid!" Someone secretly pointed at Lin Xuan.

"No wonder I got angry and was climbed on the head by a kid who just entered the outer door. If it were me, I would be anxious too!"

...

Lin Xuan pricked up his ears and understood a little.

"Since you want to fight, come on!" Lin Xuan just wanted to confirm the Gushan swordsmanship.

"Humph!" He Shaobing gritted his teeth and said, "You better use all your strength, or you will lose miserably!"

He flipped the palm of his hand, took out the formation plate, and released spiritual power with both hands. The cyan banner rose into the wind and slammed into the ground, forming a small ring.

Battle of the flags!

Lin Xuan is no stranger. He once played this kind of competition with the disciples of the Shenwei Group. Immediately, he pulled out the red flame sword and walked into the formation flag with a lazy smile.

He Shaobing snorted coldly, moved in and collapsed in.

The surrounding disciples stopped what they were doing and gathered around. The disciple named Xiao Wei was waiting nervously with a pair of big eyes.

"Come on!" Lin Xuan held the Red Flame Great Sword across his chest and stood attentively.

laugh!

A flash of cold light erupted, making a rapid sound.

He Shaobing swayed and rushed forward quickly. The long sword around his waist was a little bit colder. In the blink of an eye, he had come to Lin Xuan's side. With a flick of his wrist, the long sword rushed like a poisonous snake.

The speed is so fast that it makes people look at it!

"Quick Sword Flow..." Lin Xuan raised his eyebrows, moved his footsteps slightly, adjusted his body, and at the same time gently sent the big sword in his hand, cutting off He Shaobing's sword move.

Ding Ding Ding!

He Shaobing's long sword slammed into the body of the Red Flame Great Sword, making a crisp sound. He couldn't make a single blow, and immediately raised his sword, the tip of the sword blew a cold light and hit Lin Xuan's head.

Lin Xuan's arm swung horizontally, and the red flame sword swept out. The heavy force forced He Shaobing to interrupt the sword move and retreat to save his life. As soon as he retreated, his flaws were immediately revealed, and Lin Xuan's sword shook and stabbed it.