Chapter 657: Concession

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"It's strange, it was Wang Banbi who made the move first..."

"Yeah, Wang Banbi's sword power came out first, but was seen through, and was directly countered. Although Wang Banbi himself had problems and was in a panic, it was rare for Zhou Shu to grasp that moment. As a sword repairer, his Comprehension and ability can be regarded as outstanding."

"Being trapped in the sword force, he is anxious to get out of the trap, the consumption of the soul is very large, and it will not last long."

"Some look up to Wang Banbi. The opponent is only in the Golden Core Realm. Even if you enter the sword position, there is no need to rush out of it. Just take care of it. Can Zhou Shu of the Golden Core Realm hurt him? I am really ignorant. If it is too big, there will be more and more loopholes, and I can only admit defeat."

"Caught off guard, it's normal to get messed up for a while, but that Zhou Shu is really good, this time the sword club has another genius."

"Hehe, and it's not from Jianlu."

At the top of the booming peak, in the formation, two male monks were discussing the competition in the sword meeting, and not far away, there was an indifferent female monk standing, as if it had nothing to do with herself.

Zheng Huabai, Chen Huayu, and Fairy Yudie.

They were the hosts of this sword fair. The three cultivators from the Heavenly Sword Gate were uninterested in the previous competitions, and they remained indifferent. They didn’t even start watching the competition until today, but they didn’t expect the first one to be Gave them a surprise.

Zheng Huabai turned to the side, "Sister Yudie, what do you think?"

Fairy Yudie shook her head expressionlessly, "Not interested."

Zheng Huabai was choked and didn't care, turned to Chen Huayu, stroked his beard and smiled, "If this person can be in the top ten of the sword list, then our Heavenly Sword Gate can be accepted."

"Top ten on the sword list?"

Chen Huayu was puzzled, "Is Elder Zheng looking at him too highly."

Zheng Huabai laughed and said, "Hehe, the old man is talking about the top ten of the Golden Core Realm, of course not all the top ten, he naturally can't make it into the top ten of the sword list."

Chen Huayu followed and nodded, "This is quite possible, but we also have a lot of good players in the Heavenly Sword Sect. This time, there will be the participation of Jianlu and a few masters who have suddenly appeared. It's hard to tell. Zhou Shu, what kind of Dutch school does it seem to be?"

"What is the Heyin Sect? There are no monks. It's just a small sect who can only discuss life in the corner of Dongshengzhou. It is destined to be unable to give birth to babies there."

Zheng Hua's face was stunned, "As soon as we speak, it's not that we are here obediently."

"That's true."

Chen Huayu smiled and said nothing more.

But the fairy Yudie on the side suddenly flashed a cold light in her eyes, and some of the hatred pressed in her heart seemed to be about to move, but she soon returned to normal, still expressionless, cold and indifferent.

At this point, the results have been divided on the competition field.

As usual, Zhou Shu said, "Senior, accept."

Wang Banbi's complexion was green, without the chic posture he had before, looking into the distance without saying a word.

Soon, the two fell separately.

Many people's eyes gathered, but compared to before, there was a little more awe. The previous opponents were in the Golden Core Realm, but now they are in the Nascent Infant Realm, and the difference is not ordinary.

"Congratulations, Friends Zhou."

Guozi walked over happily, with a smile on his face.

Zhou Shu smiled, "Brother, what's to congratulate, but in a competition, I haven't even made the sword list yet."

Guo Ziming shook his head, and said sincerely, "Why Daoist Zhou should be humble, sooner or later you will be on the sword list."

"hope so."

Zhou Shu smiled lightly, and said with some doubts, "Why did my brother come here today?"

On weekdays, Jianlu is a group of its own, and the disciples of Jianlu also have special photo shoots, and they rarely communicate with other swordsmen.

Guo Ziming sighed lightly, "Don’t hide the truth from fellow Daoists, Wang Banbi had fought with me at Beifeng once before. I lost, and he even mocked me a few words, but he had no choice but to see that fellow Daoists won today. He was so happy that he could barely fight back."

Zhou Shu seemed to realize something, and said seriously, "It's just a fluke, it's still very difficult for the cultivators of the Nascent Soul Stage to deal with."

Guo Ziming only shook his head, "If you win, you win. What's the fluke?"

Zhou Shu smiled and said, "Brother, I have to go back to rest first, see you tomorrow."

The previous battle lasted for a hundred breaths, and it was much more difficult than the previous test. Especially in the period of entanglement, his spirit and spirit were very exhausted, even if Zhou Shu had the means to restore spirit and consciousness, only I am afraid that it will take a day or two to fully recover, so I must hurry up.

This is also the difference between the Golden Core Realm and the Yuanying Realm. Without the Yuanying, the recovery speed is much slower.

"Okay, don't disturb fellow daoists."

Guo Ziming gave a salute, and said nothing more.

Zhou Shu nodded, took the two women, and left Tianxing Peak soon.

After he left, some cultivators started talking, "It seems that Zhou Shu will definitely occupy a position in the sword list this time, and most of it is in the top 50."

"Yes, Wang Banbi, who was defeated by him, was ranked forty-three last time."

Some cultivators shook their heads, "That's not necessarily true. Have you forgotten that there will be a sword house participating in this sword meeting?"

Someone explained, "Yes, it is said that twenty-three people in Jianlu participated in this sword meeting. Of the eleven Golden Core Swordsmen, seven of them will definitely be able to enter the sword list, and the twelve Nascent Soul Realm, In addition to the five who quit , the other seven will definitely enter. There are 14 more Jianlu disciples, which is much bigger than the competition in previous years."

"Except for Jianlu, the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect are also good. Every time the sword meets, they take up the majority. Although the ranking may not be high, the base number is large, and the middle is basically theirs. Often 40 out of 100 people are Heavenly Swords. By the door."

Someone sighed, "Not only the Heavenly Sword Sect and the Jianlu, this time there are a lot of powerful swordsmanship, such as Ning Qingshan of the Glacier Sword Sect, Liu Xilu of the Washing Sword Sect, and another Gai Feng who doesn't know any sect..."

"Speaking of Gai Feng, that guy is really strong. Although he participated in one or two competitions the next day, he never lost a match, especially since the disciples of Jianlu won both games. You must know that the disciples of Jianlu almost There are all the best flying swords, he can fight against them without the best, and he can win, even more rare."

"Hey, there are really strong players."

In the speech, another voice came from the Tianxing Peak.

"Gai Feng!"

"Ding Mo!"

The two were passed up and stood face to face without saying a word.

Gai Feng's expression was indifferent and calm as a mountain. His face seemed to be cut out with a knife, sharp edges and corners, and quite masculine. He looked very young, at most sixteen or seventeen years old, but his behavior showed some maturity that did not match his age. , As if experiencing the traces of many years.

Ding Mo stood like a javelin, like a sharp sword that had just been unsheathed, sharp and sharp, and his unabashed aura made the surroundings feel like winter, even if he looked at it more, he would be daunted, let alone standing on the opposite side.

"The two actually got on, interesting."

"Gai Feng has met Jianlu disciples again, three in a row, what kind of luck is this..."

"Moreover, it is still the strongest in the Jianlu Golden Core Realm, Ding Mo who has never lost." (To be continued.)

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