Chapter 1858: : Test of Sword Qi

Ask Jiantai, a mountain whose peak has been cut off is the real place for this Jiankui comment. Liewen WwΔW. LieWen. CC
This Wenjiantai is located in the center of Zhufeng, standing on top of other peaks in the surroundings, you can also see the situation on Wenjiantai clearly, so that you don’t need so many people to squeeze in Wenjian Watching the battle on stage.
On the east of sunrise, I saw that on the sword platform, a figure floated unbiasedly, and a sword swayed in all directions.
All the heroes around the peaks are watching the figure on the sword platform. Some people are in awe, some are afraid, some are revered, and some are full of hostility.
This is a young boy with a thin figure, a slightly bulky swordman on his back, his face covered with scars, and it looks quite awkward.
Lord Fengjian Pavilion!
Although he is a teenager, he has the strength to be utterly divided! It is the strong man who truly stands at the pinnacle of contemporary, whether it is martial arts or kendo, there are countless people looking at him.
The master of Fengjian Pavilion looked around Zhu Feng with a smile on his face, and his voice resounded between the world and the world: "Today is the day when my new Jiankui Review of Fengjian Pavilion opens. I am very pleased to come from afar. Tell me about the rules, first of all the younger generation of kendo competitions, as in the past, who can stand on this stage for longer, the future will be ranked higher on the Tianjiao sword leader list, and there is a magic circle on the stage. , You can repair all the swordsmen on the stage to suppress to the same level, and can quickly restore the energy and energy consumed, without worrying about being eliminated because of excessive consumption."
The crowds of people on the summits heard the words and all nodded one after another. They felt that such rules were quite reasonable.
In particular, the magic circle that can quickly restore strength and inner strength is very fair, and it will not allow Tianjiao, who has defeated many opponents, to be exhausted because of exhaustion of strength.
In this way, the only one who can distinguish between high and low is his own strength.
"Because of the large number of participants, in order to avoid confusion, we will take the lead in eliminating some people with poor strength. As for the elimination method, all young swordsmen who want to participate in the Tianjiao Sword Leaderboard competition will all take the stage and bear my share. Sword Qi, those who fall down will be eliminated, those who can't stand will continue to participate." Feng Jian Pavilion Master said.
As soon as this remark came out, some young swordsmen who wanted to fish in troubled waters were distressed. They had no confidence in their own strength. They came here mostly with a fluke, to see if they could pick up one or two soft persimmons Pinch it, so as to make yourself famous.
But the Lord of the Sealed Sword Pavilion, so that those who want to fish in the muddy waters and helplessly replenish their lives, have no choice but to stand on the stage with a scalp.
For a time, many figures flew to the sword platform. They were all young swordsmen who wanted to compete in the Tianjiao Sword Leaderboard. Most of them were full of heroism. Some people did not show the mountains and the water, and the sharp ones also accounted for a part.
At a glance, at least tens of thousands of people stood on the sword platform.
This is no wonder, after all, this time Fengjian Pavilion invited all parties from nine countries, seven seas and two places, and the number of swordsmen is definitely more than the previous swordsmanship.
If this is not the case, the sword platform is really wide enough, otherwise I am afraid that there are not so many sword players.
Rao is so, asking the sword platform is also overcrowded, almost to the point of being shoulder to shoulder, these young swordsmen are full of hostility to the people around them, and some arrogant people are directly showing their disdain.
On the side of the Heaven Swallowing Temple, only Cao Xuesheng went to ask the sword platform. Because he wore a wolf mask, few people beside him dared to get close. After all, the mask of the Holy Beast symbolized the identity of the Heaven Swallowing Temple. Ordinary people dare to get close.
Lord Fengjian Pavilion stood above the sky and looked down at the many young swordsmen who asked Jiantai, but he did not immediately release his own sword spirit.
"Give you half an hour to prepare your own rate adjustment." Feng Jian Pavilion Master said.
At the moment, the young swordsmen are carefully prepared one by one to adjust their state to the most perfect level.
"If this master of the sword pavilion has the intention of killing, this question asks so many young swordsmen on the sword stage, I'm afraid few people will survive." Fang Lin said to Du Gunian beside him.
"Forgive him for not doing this." Du Gu Nian said.
Fang Lin nodded. Although the Master Feng Jian Pavilion was indeed unlikely to kill so many young swordsmen with one sword, Fang Lin would still stare at him to see what mysterious this guy wanted to do.
Half an hour passed quickly, and the Lord Fengjian Patriarch didn't say anything again, and a sword of Peiran condensed in front of him.
Asked the young swordsmen on the sword platform, all of them felt pressure. Although the sword energy had not yet fallen, but this sense of oppression had already made some of them feel very uneasy.
At the next moment, Jian Qi strikes!
All of a sudden, the sword qi on the sword platform is vertical and horizontal. Even if there is a sword who can't resist, it directly falls to the ground.
"This master of the sword pavilion has such a unique grasp of sword energy. If he is stronger, he may be seriously injured."
"But this sword spirit is definitely not weak, only that the master of the sword sword has dispersed its power. If it is concentrated, even the long-lived people will retreat."
"Is this the strength of the Fengjian Pavilion Master? Sure enough it is the first person of contemporary swordsmanship!"
"I don't know how many young swordsmen can pass this level?"
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Jian Qi did not last long, but it still caused more than half of the swordsmen in the Jiantai to fall.
When the sword energy completely dissipated, I asked the swordsmen who could still stand on the sword stage. At first glance, there might be less than 10,000 people left, and there were tens of thousands of people who fell.
Cao Xuesheng, wearing a wolf mask, stood there, looking a little bored. With his strength, he resisted the ordinary sword spirit scattered by the Master Feng Jian Pavilion, and did not feel much effort.
Not far from Cao Xuesheng ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Duan Mufeng, a newly received apprentice of Cheng Jinhai, also stood up, but he looked a bit harder, looking pale, and lingering in his body, not like Cao Xuesheng. Easy.
It's no wonder that after all, Duan Mufeng's strength is still shallow. Although his talent is good, but among these many swordsmen, it can only be regarded as a middle-up. It is very rare to be able to persevere.
"Not bad, you 9,200 people can continue to compete in the Tianjiao Jiankui list, and those who have fallen will be disqualified." Feng Jian Pavilion Master said with a plain tone, but full of irresistible majesty.
Those who fell down sighed. They came here just to make their appearance. As a result, they were eliminated as soon as they came up. Naturally, they were more or less unwilling.
But this is also something that can't be helped. Competition is so cruel, and the one who can stand out is the real pride of Kendo in the nine countries and seven seas.
"A lot of interesting people have appeared." Fang Lin smiled and looked at some figures still standing on the Wenjiantai, looking very interested.
ps: The fourth one is here. I went out to watch my phone. I will continue tomorrow.