Chapter 214 The Strong Get Stronger

Chen Fei stayed there for a while, and saw that one of the warriors had his arm broken and thrown out of the martial arts arena, and the competition finally stopped.

Early the next morning, under the leadership of the elders of the Xianyun Sword Sect, people from various sects came to the main peak of the Xianyun Sword Sect.

Stepping into the main peak, Chen Fei could clearly feel that the vitality of the surroundings had been further improved, surpassing the Yuanchen Sword Sect Zhenchuan Peak, the courtyard where Chen Fei was located.

When he came to the peak, Chen Fei saw a large hall standing in the distance at a glance, shining brightly under the sunlight. At the same time, a majestic momentum rushed towards the face, pressing directly on people's hearts.

Only when you look away, will this oppressive aura dissipate.

There is a huge martial arts arena in front of the main hall. The place to watch the ceremony has already been prepared. The Yuanchen Sword Sect follows the guidance and comes to the seat and sits down. You can see the entire martial arts arena.

The only ones are members of the Yuanchen Sword Sect, who are at the bottom of the four sects at the moment. Obviously, in the eyes of Xianyun Sword Sect, Yuanchen Sword Sect is considered to be the weakest. Naturally, its position is also at the back.

It is slightly better than other smaller sects, but only a little better.

Si time is coming soon, and the true inheritance competition of Xianyun Sword Sect will also begin immediately.

Chen Fei leaned forward slightly, watching the competition of Xianyun Sword School's True Inheritance off the court.

There are not many true legends of the Xianyun Sword Sect, but it is almost the same as the Yuanchen Sword Sect, about a hundred. But in terms of combat power, it surpassed the Yuanchen Sword Sect by a lot.

Taking the last true biography of the Xianyun Sword Sect as an example, the cultivation base is directly the peak of the viscera training state.

In addition to the cultivation base, there is also the subtlety of the moves shown, which is far beyond. Just use the set of exercises that Chen Fei has always been familiar with, Thundering Sword Strength.

All true teachings have been cultivated to the subtle point, and when the sword comes out, there will be thunder.

The True Inheritance of Xianyun Sword School, I have long been accustomed to this kind of thunder, so the resistance is extremely high, and it has no effect. But if it is against disciples from other sects, ordinary people simply cannot resist this mind-shaking sword strength.

"There is no problem with their 90-member true biography, defeating the 50-member true biography of our sect."

Yan Shijin sat next to Chen Fei, and said solemnly: "The Xianyun Sword Sect is far superior to us in terms of overall and top combat power. I feel that the gap is even bigger than in previous years."

At the end, Yan Shijin couldn't help but sighed.

Chen Fei nodded slightly. There was a lot of chaos outside, and many people deliberately migrated to Xianyun City. Undoubtedly, many martial arts geniuses came. And these martial arts geniuses, the first choice of each one is naturally the Xianyun Sword Sect.

Only after being selected by the Xianyun Sword Sect, the remaining unnecessary ones will be absorbed by other sects one by one.

It is conceivable what level of strength the new disciples of the Xianyun Sword Sect have reached after a few years. Therefore, it seems that in recent years, other sects have improved in strength, but Xianyun Sword Sect has undoubtedly improved even more.

Two hours later, the competition among the true disciples of the Xianyun Sword Sect ended. The disciples of the other sects watched all the competitions almost holding their breath.

The test ended a little too quickly, because when it came to the top 20 of the true biography, there were almost no challenges. Especially the top ten, almost unchanged.

It seems that they understand the strength of the top ten true biography, and the disciples who are not in the top ten are almost afraid to step forward to challenge, so everyone present did not see the strength of the top ten true biography.

But just looking at other true disciples, with such combat power, they dare not challenge upwards, and they can see a lot.

"It's a bit early to end today, or today, the competition between the disciples of each faction will be completed together."

The head of the Xianyun Sword Sect looked at his true disciples on the martial arts arena, and couldn't help but smile on his face. One generation is stronger than the previous generation. As the head of the sect, seeing such a scene is naturally extremely gratifying.

"Decree of the Master!"

The people of Xianyun Sword Sect had nothing to do, and began to inform the four sects of Beidoulou. One day sooner or later, the ones who had the greater influence were actually the disciples of the Xianyun Sword Sect, after all, they had just finished the competition.

Even with the restoration of the elixir, there is still loss to some extent. But the Xianyun Sword Sect doesn't care about this. They are strong, and sometimes their confidence is really that strong.

The four sects were a little surprised when they got the news. But since it was proposed by the Xianyun Sword Sect, they naturally had no intention of objecting, after all, they had the upper hand.

The only thing is that the strength shown by the true biography of Xianyun Sword Sect just now made their hearts somewhat heavy. Compared with previous years, the gap seems to have really widened.

With the strength displayed by the tenth true biography of Xianyun Sword Sect, I am afraid that it needs the top three disciples of his own sect, or even the top two disciples, to have a little hope of winning. Below the top three, there is no need to even play.

"Wang Guiwu, who would like to come down?"

Wang Guiwu cupped his hands towards the position of the four factions, with a hint of arrogance in his expression. Wang Guiwu could have won the ninth or even the eighth place in the true pass test just now.

But Wang Guiwu deliberately did not challenge, but stayed in the tenth place.

Not for other reasons, but I hope to play a few games with the true biography of the other four sects.

Otherwise, if he is really sent to the eighth or ninth place, maybe he will have nothing to do.

Before, he had always competed with the disciples in the sect. Wang Guiwu was very curious about the warriors outside the Xianyun Sword Sect. I have always heard that the other four factions are far inferior to the Xianyun Sword Sect, so Wang Guiwu just wanted to see how bad they are!

Wang Guiwu waited for a while, but did not get any response. He frowned slightly and said, "Are there any senior brothers and sisters who are willing to give me advice!"

Wang Guiwu's tone was slightly impatient, and the dissatisfaction in his expression was fleeting, but it was still seen by many people.

"I've always wanted to learn the moves of the Xianyun Sword Sect, and today's opportunity is just right!"

In the direction of Beidou Tower, a disciple let out a low shout, his body flickered, and he came to the martial arts arena, looking at Wang Guiwu with piercing eyes.

"Below..."

"No need to introduce, I am only interested in hearing the name of the person who beat me!"

Before Liu Peiyong introduced himself, Wang Guiwu interrupted with a wave.

"it is good!"

Liu Peiyong's face turned red, and he laughed angrily. With a low drink, he took the long knife in his hand, rushed to Wang Guiwu in a few steps, and slashed it down.

The sound of waves followed the knife, as if a huge wave appeared in front of Wang Guiwu.

Tianhai Jue, one of the top inheritances of Beidou Tower. Known for its thick inner energy, the more you practice, the heavier and stronger the power in your body will become, and the momentum will become more majestic and incomparable.

Liu Peiyong is able to express the aura of the giant waves so vividly at this moment, obviously he has practiced the Tianhai Jue to the deepest point.

"Well done!"

Wang Guiwu laughed loudly. Facing the momentum of the huge waves, his body advanced instead of retreating. The blade in his hand seemed to turn into a flash of thunder, and the sword pierced into the huge waves.

"Boom!"

The swords collided without any fanfare, and they were in a stalemate in mid-air for a moment, but immediately, the blade pressed the long knife and hit Liu Peiyong's body.

"Poof!"

Liu Peiyong spewed out a mouthful of blood mist, his whole figure could not be controlled, and he flew backwards. After flying for more than ten meters, it finally hit the ground heavily, and another mouthful of blood spurted out.

In the direction of Beidou Tower, some disciples involuntarily stood up. One stroke back? Liu Peiyong is the true biography of the top three of their Beidou Tower, and he was beaten like this by someone!

Wang Guiwu did not pursue, but took back the long sword in his hand, proudly waiting for Liu Peiyong to stand up.

Liu Peiyong struggled a bit, turned over and stood up, his face pale.

Liu Peiyong was seriously injured by the move just now. This time, Liu Peiyong was hit hard. Using his strongest move, Liu Peiyong had thought that Wang Guiwu would head-on, but he never expected that after the head-on confrontation, this would be the result.

"Do you still want to fight? The next move, maybe you won't be injured like this!" General Wang Gui raised his head slightly and said.

"This is just the beginning!"

Liu Peiyong let out a roar, and the Tianhai Jue was running at full strength, and began to rush towards Wang Guiwu step by step, a tragic momentum rose from Liu Peiyong.

"Boom!"

There was a far more violent explosion sound than before, and a figure flew upside down and fell hard outside the martial arts arena. He was seriously injured and unconscious. A wound on his chest almost exposed his internal organs.

On the martial arts arena, Wang Guiwu took a few steps back, his face was slightly pale, but he quickly returned to normal, and his slightly fluctuating breath gradually calmed down.

Liu Peiyong's almost desperate move, in exchange for Wang Guiwu retreating a few steps, that's all.

The Beidoulou disciples were in an uproar. The third true biography can only do this? The second-ranked disciple of Beidoulou Zhenzhuan had an ugly face, because his strength was only slightly stronger than Liu Peiyong.

Who wins and who loses depends entirely on the performance on the field. And Wang Guiwu defeated Liu Peiyong almost like a crush. He went up again, just to let another person lie on the ground.

The elders of Beidoulou looked ugly and took Liu Peiyong back for treatment. It's strange that his own disciples have been beaten up like this, and their faces look good.

Chen Fei looked down, his expression still, while Yan Shijin's body tensed up slightly.

"Junior Brother Yan, are you sure?"

Mo Zhiming came to Yan Shijin's side and asked in a low voice. Last time, Mo Zhiming ranked second in Zhenchuan, but his strength has not improved much in the past six months.

Mo Zhiming realized that facing Wang Guiwu, he had no hope at all.

"With the strength he showed just now, there is still a little possibility."

Yan Shijin frowned, and looked at Miao Daoxin. His own strength has improved a lot, but it seems to be just barely.

Miao Daoxin has occupied the first place in the true biography of the Yuanchen Sword Sect for several years. The last time the Xianyun Sword Sect watched the ceremony, Miao Daoxin was defeated by the eighth place of the Xianyun Sword Sect.

After so many years, Miao Daoxin's strength has improved a little, but not much. What Miao Daoxin did more was to sharpen his mental strength and prepare for the advanced practice.

At this moment, Miao Daoxin looked solemn. If Wang Guiwu's strength was as good as what he showed just now, Miao Daoxin would be able to handle it. But Wang Guiwu, is this really his strength?

"Anyone else come down to give me some advice?"

Wang Guiwu just adjusted for a moment, then looked around, with a much more publicized expression than before.

(end of this chapter)