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Jin Xiangqing just finished speaking!
In the direction of the Golden Dragon Sect¡¯s banquet, a young man in yellow, about twenty years old, jumped into the arena.
He clasped his fists at everyone present.
"Seniors and martial arts colleagues, I would like to ask Meng Xing of the Golden Dragon Sect to show you some of my skills. Please forgive me if there are any inconveniences."
With that said, Meng Xing unsheathed the long sword in his hand, held the sword in his right hand, and began to dance with the sword!
His figure is nimble, but his swordsmanship is extremely sharp. The space in all directions seems to be filled with countless sharp golden energy in an instant!
Especially the white sword in his hand was shrouded in a sharp golden light at this moment!
You can vaguely hear the sound of sword energy cutting the air!
¡°Obviously, this Meng Xing has reached a level of proficiency in swordsmanship!
"good!"
"good!"
In the audience, the disciples from the six sects clapped their hands and applauded!
For a time, there was thunderous applause, and there was an endless stream of applause!
However, not a single disciple from the Thunder Dragon Sect applauded.
joke!
Tang Baiguang, who was sitting in the first place, looked gloomy. Who dared to applaud? !
Soon, a disciple from the Thunder Dragon Sect couldn¡¯t sit still and jumped onto the stage, saying.
"Brother Meng Xing is very skilled. I happen to have a lot of experience in swordsmanship. Please give me some advice!"
After the disciple finished speaking, without waiting for Meng Xing's reaction, he drew his sword out of its sheath, the power of thunder flashed and covered the sword's edge, and then he also danced with his sword on the field!
If you want to take off your rabbit, you will be a dragon!
Thunder and lightning crackled in the air!
The next moment, the disciple's long sword struck at Meng Xing's long sword!
Meng Xing was happy and undaunted, and stepped forward with the sword!
"Obviously, the two disciples in the field seem to be in harmony, but they are actually sharp inside!
When the two swords intersected, there was only a crisp "click" sound!
The long white sword wrapped in the sharp golden energy was actually cut into two pieces by the thunder power of the Thunder Dragon Sect disciple!
"Hahaha, I'm sorry, Brother Meng Xing, I originally wanted to have a sword dance with Brother Meng Xing, but I didn't expect that my long sword broke Brother Meng Xing's long sword. I'm so sorry!"
The Thunder Dragon Sect disciple laughed!
Meng Xing¡¯s face turned livid, he snorted and quickly turned around and walked off the stage!
The disciples of the Thunder Dragon Sect on the stage all had a look of pride on their faces. The disciple of the Thunder Dragon Sect who had made a meritorious service thought of something and immediately turned his head expectantly to look in the direction of Tang Baiguang, wanting to claim credit.
But seeing Tang Baiguang's still gloomy expression, the disciple's desire to take credit immediately disappeared.
This contest is just the beginning. The lower-level disciples among the core disciples of both sides compete. Winning or losing does not matter much to the senior leaders of each sect.
"Hiss, it's really full of gunpowder."
Pu Ze took a breath, then turned to Su Ba and whispered.
"Junior brother Su, do you want to go on stage now to show off your skills? If you want to go on stage, hurry up. After all, those who are playing now are relatively low-level core disciples.
It is estimated that he will soon become a middle-level, high-level or even top-level core disciple, and finally a true disciple!
By then, you won¡¯t even have a chance. "
In Pu Ze¡¯s view, Su Ba was the younger and the lowest-cultivated group of all the people present, so it would be shameful to take advantage of the opportunity to go on stage and defeat his disciples.
Su Ba smiled faintly, "There's no rush."
Someone from the Fenglong Sect has been eyeing him for a long time. Even if he doesn't make it, someone will call his name soon.
And once this competition started, it never stopped.
After the two disciples left the field in the first round, someone else came on soon.
Basically, the current competition is still a competition of various skills, and there is no head-to-head confrontation yet! (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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