In the starry sky, above the wandering continent, the majestic Sword Pavilion stands, a legacy that has been passed down for tens of thousands of years, almost immortal.
On the Sword Pavilion, the rising sun rises in the east, and the final round of Boundless Sword Feast is about to begin. The top ten compete for the top spot.
In the pavilion, ten powerful people arrived. Witnessed by all the distinguished people, one by one the powerful people arrived and took their seats one after another.
In front of the main seat, three pavilion masters Sword Pavilion appeared and took their seats one after another.
"Thank you all for coming to witness Boundless Sword Feast's final chief battle."
Mei Wuhen looked at the people in front of him and said with a smile, "The rules this time are very simple. Draw lots to determine the order of the duel. The duel will end at the right time. Don't let the harmony be ruined."
Sitting down, Ning Chen sighed lightly. Sword fighting and discussing moves were really not his strong point.
After all, his sword is more suitable for killing people.
"Comer"
Mei Wuhen said.
As soon as he finished speaking, a Sword Attendant stepped forward with ten jade slips on the wooden plate in his hand, with ten different numbers engraved on them.
"To show fairness, second sister, you should be the last one to draw."
Mei Wuhen looked at the woman in purple beside him and smiled.
Shui Wuyue nodded slightly, without any change on his cold face.
"Everyone, there are ten different numbers engraved on the jade slip. Those who draw adjacent numbers, such as first and second, third and fourth, will compete respectively, and so on," Mei Wuhen explained.
The nine people nodded and sat at the head of the table. White Feather Sword God raised his hand and took out a jade slip.
Next, the woman in red from the Zhurong Family, Lin Yuzhen and others also drew the jade slips in order and set the order for the first round of battle.
"Ten"
Ning Chen looked at the numbers on the jade slip in his hand and narrowed his eyes slightly. It seemed that they were the last group.
The number is meaningless to him. If he wants to become the chief of Boundless Sword Feast, he must defeat all opponents he encounters.
"Friends who drew numbers one and two are also invited to attend," Mei Wuhen said with a smile.
As soon as he finished speaking, Shui Wuyue stood up on the right side of the seat and walked down.
Everyone was startled, then came to their senses, with strange expressions on their faces, Sword Pavilion Second Pavilion Master actually appeared in the first round.
During the banquet, among the nine people, a man in blue clothes sighed softly and stood up to attend.
"Are you ready? I'm going to start."
Shui Wuyue gave a faint reminder, waved his delicate hand, the sunset appeared, the divine sun rose, the divine sword rose and fell in it, the sword was not out of its sheath, and the pressure of the sword swept across all directions.
The man in blue concentrated his attention, held his right hand, and a dark blue magic weapon appeared. The sword was unsheathed and the world was frozen.
"What a shame"
On the main seat, Mei Wuhen sighed softly, the result was decided.
Before the words were finished, in the middle of the battle, Shui Wuyue held the sword and drew it. In an instant, the sunset unsheathed, the divine sun shone brightly, and the ice melted and the snow melted.
The beauty of the moment, snowflakes, and blood flowers bloom in the world, the sunset returns to the sheath, and the war is over.
"Uh"
With a muffled groan, blood stained the air, the man in blue knelt down, and a sword penetrated his chest, pooling blood.
"Shui Wuyue wins"
Mei Wuhen opened his mouth and announced the result. He looked down at the seriously injured man in blue. There was a glint in his eyes. He could have gone further, but unfortunately, he met his second sister.
If his skills and body are in conflict with each other, and his divine weapon attributes are in conflict with each other, this person has no chance of winning.
Defeating the enemy with one move, everyone in the banquet was shocked. They came to their senses for a moment, with disbelief on their faces.
There is absolutely no simple person who can pass the double test of the Sword Pavilion and advance to the final round. He never thought that Second Pavilion Master, who faced Sword Pavilion, would be defeated with just one move.
"Come here, take Yuzun down to heal his wounds," Mei Wuhen ordered.
"Yes"
The two Sword Attendant walked out, respectfully accepted their orders, and immediately stepped forward to help the seriously injured man in blue, and exited the hall together.
"Brother Ning, it's my turn"
Lin Yuzhen said softly, stood up, and walked towards the table.
Not far away, a swordsman from All Heavens Starfield also walked out, with a powerful aura looming. True Realm's later cultivation level made people look at him.
"This is Lin Yuzhen, please recruit me"
"Sang Huai"
The swordsman responded, and after a salute, he waved his hand to reveal his sword, and his figure swept out to strike first.
Lin Yuzhen raised his hand, Feng Ming flew out, with a loud sound, he blocked the attack.
The two swords were fighting, and the eyes were full of cold stars. During the banquet, one by one the strong swordsmen watched the battle, each of them understood.
In this battle, the winner will not be determined too quickly, but the strength and weakness will be clear.
King Qi Lin Yuzhen, a strong man known in the starry sky, has few opponents under the Fourth Realm. Although this swordsman named Sang Huai is strong, it is still difficult to challenge the name of King Qi.
In the battle, in the blink of an eye, the battle has gone through ten moves, the sword light is dazzling, and the climax of the sword fight is pleasing to the eye.
"Huh?"
Suddenly, Lin Yuzhen, who had a slight advantage, forcibly concentrated his power, gave up his conservative tactics, and released all his power, hoping for a quick victory.
Sang Huai saw this, with a strange color in his eyes, and glimpsed a chance of reversal. He also unleashed his cultivation, opened up the world with his sword, and shone with divine light.
The two swords collided, and with a loud bang, the two figures separated, each taking a few steps back, covered in blood.
The figure was kneeling with a bang, the sword tip was leaning on the ground, blood was constantly flowing out of Sang Huai's mouth, and he was defeated by half a move.
"Uh"
On the other side, a Dao Sword mark appeared on Lin Yuzhen's left shoulder, blood mist spurted out, and his body staggered and was hit hard again.
The expected result, the unexpected process, after sitting down, one by one strong men from all the major star regions looked puzzled and did not understand the reason.
King Qi can obviously defeat the swordsman All Heavens Starfield with a safe method of fighting, so why is he so anxious and taking such drastic measures?
The battle ended, and during the dinner, the red clothes flashed by, Ning Chen entered the battle, helped the injured Lin Yuzhen, and Phoenix Essence gathered together to seal his injuries.
"How?" Ning Chen said solemnly.
"No problem"
Lin Yuzhen reluctantly smiled and responded.
On the main seat, Shui Wuyue's eyes flashed with brilliance. It seemed that King Qi was seriously injured yesterday, so he was unwilling to fight for a long time and adopted a quick solution.
"King Qi wins this round. Your Highness, congratulations." Mei Wuhen stood up and said with a smile.
Lin Yuzhen nodded in greeting and returned to the seats with the help of the man beside him.
After the two battles, Shui Wuyue and Lin Yuzhen entered the next round respectively. The results were not unexpected. The strong one wins and no one can break the truth.
Next, White Feather Sword God and Mu Changge defeated their opponents within a hundred moves respectively. The only unopened round with an unpredictable outcome fell on the women in red of Ning Chen and Zhurong Family.
During the dinner, Ning Chen stood up, and on the other side, the woman in red also stood up and walked towards the table.
"Ning Chen, please give me some tips."
"Contemporary Zhurong, please"
The etiquette has passed and the battle is about to begin. In the hall, the atmosphere suddenly becomes quiet. Everyone is attentive, seriously waiting for the battle to begin.
There is a Ninth Son of Ink Sect who is famous in the stars, and a descendant of the Zhurong Family who has never been born in ten thousand years. The outcome of this battle is unpredictable.
"Drink"
With a soft drink, Ning Chen's whole body was filled with red light, Taishi showed his edge, and his sword skills reappeared.
"If there is fire, raise the sword."
When the war came, the woman in red opened her red lips. In an instant, flames filled the sky. If the sword of the God of Fire came out, the divine fire would burn the world.
(ps: I'm a little busy at work today and can't add any more updates. I'll take a moment and try to add more updates to you in the next two days)