Chapter 2258: : One sword

After all, there is still a big gap between the teaching of the Juggernaut and the teaching of no Juggernaut.
No matter how talented, there is no famous teacher to lead the way, it is no use.
Not that it is impossible to become a talent.
It's just that there are no guides. To become talents, there are definitely more detours than there are guides.
But it is precisely because of this that if a contestant can pass this second round test, it will generally attract the attention of the Juggernaut.
However, the defeated Juggernaut disciple will probably be punished after returning.
As a disciple of the Sword Saint, if he was defeated by another disciple of the Sword Saint, it would be excusable.
But you can't even beat a martial artist who is self-cultivating, so what else is there to say?
Without expelling you from the teacher's door, you are already open.
"It's okay, Pesha, don't be nervous."
"My master is the Dragon Slayer Sword Saint! I will definitely win!"
Pesha standing on the competition stage, although there is no expression on her face, she is constantly cheering herself up in her heart.
Pesha, who was born in the Valan Empire, the Oka family, had passed away in her entire life.
It was too difficult to get the favor of the Juggernaut.
So fortunate to worship at the door of Dragon Slayer Sword Saint, Pesha did not want to shame her master anyway.
Qi Le was sitting in the spectator stand, quietly watching the situation on the stage.
Every Juggernaut’s viewing seat is the best viewing position.
After the start of the game, the Juggernauts who know each other will also exchange their opinions.
Because the sword skills of these young people are too superficial for the Juggernaut.
So chatting can be regarded as fun.
It's just that the Dragon Slashing Sword Saint has always been aloof, so no one came to look for Qi Le this time.
This also made Qi Le a lot easier.
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Nine in the morning.
The official martial arts competition started on time.
Ten contestants, a total of 20 contestants, all stood on their respective contest platforms.
Then at the referee's sign, both sides bowed their hands in salute.
The rules of the Budo Contest are simple.
On the competition stage, no props other than weapons are allowed, and no killer is allowed to be deliberately killed.
If one of the teams can no longer fight or admit defeat, the game ends.
The simple to the extreme rule is to allow the contestants to exert their strongest strength without being tied up.
For this, Pesha naturally also knows.
So after her first opponent stepped onto the competition stage, Pesha also took a deep breath.
Finally, it started!
"I heard that you are the first disciple of Sword Saint Dragon Slayer, and it has been less than a month since you entered the door of Sword Saint Dragon Slayer.
"Just come to the official competition of the Budo Contest, aren't you afraid to shame your master?"
Standing with Pesha hand in hand is a burly man.
The weapon used is an epee. The fighting style shown in the sea elections tends to open and close, and is good at suppressing the enemy with powerful attacks to achieve victory.
Is an opponent not to be underestimated.
The audience in the square was also talking about it at this moment.
"Is this a disciple of Dragon Slayer Sword Saint? It seems to be the first time to participate in a martial arts competition."
"I heard that she has only practiced with the Dragon Slayer Sword Saint for less than twenty days."
"What? Do you dare to participate in the martial arts contest in less than twenty days?"
"Yes, I have never heard of such a person before. Why does the Dragon Slayer Sword Saint accept her as a disciple?"
"Listen to you, this martial arts competition, the first disciple of the sword master to be eliminated, I am afraid it is the disciple of the sword master of the dragon."
"It seems to be called Pesha..."
"Pesha Oka, the Oka family from the Valan Empire."
"exactly……"
Because Pesha's experience is so peculiar, so few people care about her.
In every martial arts competition, there will always be a few dark horses that can eliminate the disciples of the Juggernaut.
So this time, the people of the Azer Empire felt that Pesha must be the first to be eliminated.
No way, but what's the use of the name of a Juggernaut disciple.
Pesha followed the Dragon Slayer and Sword Master and practiced for less than a month. What can she learn?
And he hasn't used the audition to prove his strength.
It's strange if someone is optimistic.
"I don't need you to care about whether I will embarrass Master. I only know that you will lose face soon."
Pesha's face immediately sank when she heard the burly man say this.
"Huh, the tone is not small."
"I really thought that with the name of a Juggernaut disciple, how strong would you become?"
The burly man snorted coldly and said disdainfully.
Among the hundreds of thousands of applicants who can pass the audition, which one is not the proud generation.
They were convinced of the Juggernaut, otherwise they would not have gone through all the hardships and wanted to worship the Juggernaut.
But for the disciples of Juggernaut, they have no sense of awe.
In the eyes of these arrogant people, they just feel: If these guys weren't from a better background, why would they be disciples of these Juggernauts?
So for Pesha, the burly man naturally has no good breath.
"Then you can try it."
Pesha said with a cold look.
At this moment, the referee left the field and announced the start of the game.
"Okay, then I will show you how good you are!"
The burly man drew the epee from his back with his backhand and slashed it violently at Pesha.
What this sword wants is to be fierce, in order to seize the initiative in this battle, thereby suppressing the enemy and achieving victory.
However, seeing the sword getting closer, Pesha did not move at all.
This scene couldn't help but stun the audience in the audience.
"Is this scared stupid?"
"The disciple of the dignified Dragon Slayer Sword Saint was actually frightened stupid on the martial arts stage. This is really a big surprise in the world."
"Shame, shame!"
"Hey, the battle of Dragon Slayer Sword Saint became famous, but it was destroyed in the hands of his own disciples."
"I can't hold on to even a formal match. I am afraid that after the martial arts competition, I will be expelled from the division directly.
In the audience, there was a side-to-side singing voice, all of them feeling that the reputation of the Dragon Slayer Sword Saint was not preserved.
But on the stage, Pesha had a weird look in her eyes.
"Sword drawing style-out of the sheath!"
The hand resting on the hilt suddenly moved.
Pesha's sword flashed across the competition stage like a flash of lightning.
Then in the next moment, everyone only saw Pesha standing with a sword on the competition stage, but the heavy sword of the burly man stopped in mid-air, and it was not cut off for a long time.
"There are many flaws."
Pesha said, and then slowly retracted the sword into its sheath.
A blood stain appeared on the burly man's neck, and blood spilled out.
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