I began to understand the myriad things by chopping wood

Chapter 189 There are still masters!

In the heavy atmosphere, the third day of the competition began.

The first group was disciples who had reached the second level of Qi and Blood Transformation. Cangjian Pavilion sent Huang Hao, a master on the Qianlong List, who was ranked 68th on the list.

The ranking of sixty-eight may not seem high, but in the entire Dali Dynasty, there are more than tens of millions of warriors.
He is not ranked only 68th, he is ranked in the top 68th among those under the age of 30 who are in the Qi and Blood Transformation Stage.

Those on the Hidden Dragon List are the focus of everyone's attention, and each of them can be called a genius.

Being able to enter the Hidden Dragon List, no matter what your ranking is, is a great honor and proof of your strength.
On the other hand, the Sword Sect sent out Ning Zi, a female disciple from Yaoyue Peak.

When Xie Yuan was working in the back hall of the main peak, he often saw Ning Zi and even talked to her.

She has a bright and elegant appearance and a very aggressive personality. What is most impressive is her body, which is as hot as her personality, and often makes people wonder where to put their eyes.

Ning Zi and Xing Zhi are similar, both are the best in the same realm within the sect.

The difference is that after all, she has already dominated the Second Transformation Realm, and often walks at the foot of the mountain. She is much more famous than Xing Zhi, and many people have heard of this hot and sharp female swordsman. Although she is not on the Potential Dragon List, her strength should not be underestimated.

Huang Hao looked at the radiant Ning Zi coming on stage, lowered his eyes, and bowed shyly, saying:

"Greetings, Junior Sister Ning. Please give me some advice."

"Brother Huang, you're too polite."

Ning Zi said coldly, leaving Huang Hao at a loss for what to do.

When the competition began, Huang Hao calmed his mind and instantly transformed from a simple and honest young man who panicked when seeing a beautiful woman into a sharp and fearless swordsman.

He was worthy of the title of a hero on the Hidden Dragon List. As soon as he made a move, the sky was filled with sword shadows, which drowned out the originally radiant Ning Zi. She was like a delicate little flower in a storm, disappearing in an instant.

As soon as this move was made, everyone knew that the outcome was decided and they sighed.

The gap between those on and off the Hidden Dragon List is so huge, like two realms.

However, the situation on the field suddenly changed.

In the storm, a butterfly struggled to fly out.

Ning Zi didn't know how to escape from the storm of sword rain, which suddenly appeared in front of Huang Hao.

She was covered in blood, with scars all over her fair skin, and even her clothes were torn in many places, like a butterfly with broken wings.

Even though the spring light was revealed, no one cared about it at this moment. The audience off the field all held their breath and watched Ning Zi suddenly approaching and delivering a brilliant sword!
The sword flashed like a rainbow, crossing the field. At the critical moment, Huang Hao tilted his head back, almost touching the ground, dodging the fatal sword, but his forehead was scratched and blood flowed all over his face.

Fortunately, it was only a superficial wound. Huang Hao broke out in a cold sweat and was about to swing his sword to meet the enemy, but he saw Ning Zi put away the sword and said coldly:
"I surrender."

She covered her wound and went off on her own, leaving a trail of blood on the platform.

After missing the first blow, she no longer had the strength to fight.

Huang Hao stared blankly at her beautiful back until the referee called him a few times. Then he came to his senses. Before leaving the stage, he couldn't help but look back again.

This battle was the closest the Yunshan Sword Sect had come to victory so far. Ning Zi's sword was just a step away from turning defeat into victory and killing Qianlong with one sword.

However, although it did not hit Huang Hao, it seemed to have pierced his heart. He was distracted for a long time until he stepped down.

It's just a competition, why are you fighting so hard?

Huang Hao looked towards the Yunshan Sword Sect again, but saw that all the disciples had solemn expressions and felt inexplicably melancholy in their hearts.

Xie Yuan was watching with bright eyes, exclaiming that it was wonderful. Ning Zi's Long Rainbow Piercing the Sun was extremely powerful, and she was just a hair's breadth away from victory, which made people sigh. However, even if she didn't succeed, such an amazing move made Xie Yuan's blood boil, and he wished he could go up and try it out himself.

Then the next moment, he got the chance to go on stage.

"Zhang Shan, go clean up the blood, be careful, Zhen Yang will be on the field soon."

The steward ordered.

"Oh……"

Xie Yuan returned to reality, took the broom and mop and walked diligently onto the stage, and started cleaning with a few other chores disciples.

"This Ning Zi is really not simple. She almost killed Huang Hao who is on the Hidden Dragon Ranking!"

"Yeah, no one expected that if it had been a little faster, those Grandmasters wouldn't have had time to attack, and Huang Hao would have died on the spot!"

"The Yunshan Sword Sect is really trying their best. Such a beautiful woman doesn't care about her appearance being disfigured at all..."

"The sect must have the best medicine for injuries, right? But it's not simple either. I will never forget the elegance of that sword."

"Hey, you guys think... could it be this Ning Zi who went to see Yao Tianchuan last night?"

"Ah? No way, she is a woman..."

"It's not clear whether it's a boy or a girl, maybe it's a girl? Hey, maybe the rumors about the sword heart being broken are wrong, it's actually an emotional entanglement, and he ruined his life after seeing the beauty..."

"Don't be too outrageous."

"Then tell me, who could make Yao Tianchuan, who stole the limelight yesterday, lose so badly that he couldn't even hold his sword steadily? They are experts of the same realm, but I think it's more likely that it was a female cultivator who seduced him..."

After discussing for a while, the audience turned the topic back to last night and started speculating on the identity of the mysterious master.

Situ Qin heard the whispers of the audience nearby, and then looked at Xie Yuan who was working seriously on the podium, and felt inexplicably amused.

The mysterious master is sweeping the floor right here on the stage!

He was standing in plain sight of everyone, yet everyone turned a blind eye.

No one would care about a servant, except Situ Qin. On and off the stage, she was the only one who kept her eyes on Xie Yuan, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

After the arena was cleaned up, Xie Yuan and several other servants stepped down, and two male disciples with a different aura from the others stepped up.

Qin Zhenyang, the eldest disciple of the Yunshan Sword Sect's leader and ranked 26th on the Hidden Dragon List, and He Jin, the eldest disciple of the Cangjian Pavilion and ranked 7th on the Hidden Dragon List.

All the audience were excited and looked forward to seeing what kind of battle it would be for the competition for the top disciple and the top spot on the Hidden Dragon List.

The two prides of their respective sects on the stage stood properly and bowed.

Qin Zhenyang said calmly:

"I've heard of Senior Brother He's great name for a long time. Seeing him today, I can see that his reputation is truly well-deserved."

He Jin shook his head with a calm expression:
"Brother Qin, you are too polite. I have also been looking forward to this battle for a long time. I hope you can give me some advice."

The two of them greeted each other politely, unlike other disciples of the sect who cursed and swore at each other, and they had the demeanor of a chief.

At the referee's command, the most anticipated sword fight among the disciples began.

Unlike the polite greeting, the two men just drew their swords and tried a few moves. When they realized the strength of their opponent, they suddenly exploded.

Qin Zhenyang turned his sword, and the sword's force suddenly rose, as if it came up from a high mountain. The clouds were misty, and the sword's edge was heavy and solid, breaking through the clouds and going straight up into the blue sky!
His swordsmanship was magnificent, with the heaviness of mountains and the elegance of clouds. It was light and heavy, changing in countless ways, and was so powerful that it was impossible to predict his next move.

He Jin's sword moves were another feeling. He seemed to have turned into a blue bird, with agile steps and graceful posture, as if he had escaped the gravity of the ground, flying up and down around Qin Zhenyang, with an erratic and strange trajectory. His sword skills were even more strange, with clear angles, like an antelope hanging on a horn, leaving no trace, and coming suddenly, often from impossible angles to suddenly launch a killing move, forcing Qin Zhenyang to return to defend, and his sword moves were exquisite and fierce.

The audience was speechless for a moment, and after a long while they suddenly burst into exclamation:
"The Thousand Mountains Hidden in the Mist Sword! Qin Zhenyang is using the Thousand Mountains Hidden in the Mist Sword!"

"Isn't He Jin using the Bird Absolute Slash? This is a secret skill of the Hidden Sword Pavilion that only masters can master. How come he is so proficient in it, as if he is at ease?"

"Isn't it the same for Qin Zhenyang? The swordsmanship of the Yunshan Sword Sect is difficult to learn. The changes in the Thousand Mountains Hidden in the Mist are beyond the comprehension of anyone other than a master. He has mastered the profoundness of the mountain and the erraticness of the cloud. It doesn't seem like he learned it by force at all!"

People kept exclaiming that the two chief disciples each used one of the two sects' unique and top sword techniques!

This kind of advanced sword technique, if one does not have an extraordinary talent in swordsmanship, it is impossible to even get started, and it often takes a master or above to truly master it.

With their talents, they can barely enter this realm, and others would not be too shocked; however, looking at their moves, it is clear that they are very familiar with them, and it is definitely not something they have just learned!
Such profound and mysterious swordsmanship has always been the domain of masters. It is no wonder that others are shocked to see that it was performed by two disciples in the Qi and Blood Transformation Stage.

The audience was mesmerized by the scene. The two men used their swords to perform wonderful moves, countering each other's moves, and the swords flashed with a myriad of auras. Where else can you see such swordsmanship? The audience was all excited!
Suddenly, He Jin's hand changed, and as he swung the sword, a black light extended from the sword tip, violently cutting and crushing the thousands of mountains and valleys and the endless clouds in front of him!

Qin Zhenyang stopped his sword and slid back several steps, revealing a calm and solemn face.

He Jin stood in the middle of the field opposite, with his long sword pointed diagonally at the sky. A three-foot black light emanated from the three-foot green blade, burning fiercely like a black flame.

"Jiangang!"

There were exclamations from the audience again.

Once the Qi and blood change, you can use the sword and knife energy to attack the enemy outside the body;

In the second transformation, the energy generates light, and the sword light can be sent across the sky, like a rainbow piercing the sun, just like Ning Zi's fatal blow;
When it reaches the third transformation stage, the sword light condenses and forms a strong energy, which is indestructible and unparalleled in power.

Qin Zhenyang looked at it and danced a sword flower with his hand. The surroundings seemed to be rising mountains and clouds. The difference was that his sword also stretched out a three-foot green aura, constantly moving in and out in the misty mountains, appearing and disappearing.

"Qin Zhenyang also used his sword energy! They are about to have a decisive battle!"

The audience chatted excitedly.

The sword energy is extremely powerful, but it also consumes a lot of energy and cannot be used for a long time;
The two men on the stage were already using advanced swordsmanship, and the damage they had suffered was considerable. With the added sword energy, it seemed that the next battle would determine the outcome.

Sure enough, when Jian Gang made his move, the two's moves became three times faster and ten times more dangerous!

The infinitely powerful light shone brightly on the stage, the clouds and mist cleared, the birds stopped flying, and the people below the stage were dazzled. Many people could no longer keep up and even had to close their eyes to avoid being hurt by the shining sword light.

boom--

The swords collided, and the two men competed with each other, and for a moment they were evenly matched.

Boom, boom, boom.

After a series of loud noises, the two chief disciples found that their sword moves were no match for each other, so they abandoned their sophisticated moves and used the simplest and most basic sword moves and began to fight hard.

This kind of hard fight tests blood, internal strength, and physical reaction, and is a test of a warrior's most basic abilities.

Both of them gritted their teeth, and Qin Zhenyang even had a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, but he did not stop until the last blow -

There was a loud bang, a strong wind blew up on the stage, and the burst of light made people subconsciously close their eyes.

When he opened his eyes, the two men had already stood apart, with their swords pointing at the ground, and the sword energy had ceased.

He Jin's face turned pale, he coughed twice, and said seriously:
"Your ranking is too low. You should be in the top ten."

Qin Zhenyang nodded slightly, shook his body, and reluctantly bowed:
"Been taught a lesson."

Until the two men left the stage, some of the audience had not yet reacted. Did Qin Zhenyang lose?

Xie Yuan sighed after seeing this, this is the strength that a top disciple of a sect should have!
The cultivation levels of the two men were almost equal. They fought for the entire round, using many clever moves and wielding swords. They almost exhausted each other's strength before the winner was decided. Qin Zhenyang lost by half a move.

Being able to fight like this with He Jin who was ranked seventh, it was obvious that Qin Zhenyang's ranking on the Hidden Dragon List was quite low. As He Jin said, he should be around tenth.

The disciples of Yunshan Sword Sect felt a little regretful when they saw that their eldest brother was still defeated, but they also admired him very much.

The strength displayed by Qin Zhenyang made everyone stand in awe. There was no other disciple in Cangjian Pavilion who could withstand him.

Wei Dong slowly said:

"Master Li, you are a great disciple."

"I am a good disciple, but the Kung Fu I taught to me is still worse than Pavilion Master Wei's."

Li Xingtuo chuckled and took all the blame on himself, feeling very satisfied with his eldest disciple.

Today's competition ended, and all the competitions between disciples came to an end. There were five external training matches, four Qi and Blood Transformation matches, and Yunshan Sword Sect had one win and eight losses.

However, compared to the winning game, the next two games were obviously much more interesting, and the victory and defeat were just a fine line apart.

The higher the level of the Yunshan Sword Sect's disciples, the more powerful they are. This also makes the disciples of Cangjian Pavilion feel a chill in their hearts.

……

The last day of sword discussion.

Both the guests and the disciples of the two sects had solemn expressions.

There are only two battles today, one is the battle between Grandmasters and the other is the battle between Sect Leaders.

Everyone knows that the outcome of the previous few days, no matter what the result was, whether it was good or bad, actually did not have a decisive impact.

What really affects the success or failure of this sword fight is today.

Xie Yuan stood on the sidelines, also watching the stage with great interest.

"After waiting for a few days, the Grandmaster finally showed up."

The disciples' competition, although the Qi and Blood Transformation Realm, especially the competition for the chief yesterday, was already among the best of the best, it was wonderful and exciting;

But compared with the grandmaster, it is still child's play after all.

Entering the realm of the Double Bridges of Heaven and Earth, communicating with heaven, earth and nature, and embarking on the true path of seeking the "Tao", one can be called a master.

The martial artists at this level have mysterious and profound methods, which have gradually deviated from the ordinary people's imagination of martial arts.

According to Xie Yuan's idea, it has become mysterious.

Mu Chaoyun's formations, divination, strange secret techniques like the Heavenly Hidden Art, mysterious treasures like the Black Book, Li Tai's unparalleled speed, Hong Yi's mysterious appearances and disappearances, including Lu Laosan's magical tracking and fierce slashing, Deng Wan's... uh, tenacious vitality.

Deng Wan was probably the weakest master he had ever met, but the scene of Xuan Bing and being able to run even with a broken waist left a deep impression on him. He was simply two different species from the warriors in the Qi and Blood Transformation Realm.

Mu Chaoyun once said that in the ancient mythological era, that is, during the countless years from the rise of the human race to the fall and burning of the Heavenly Book, human beings had a variety of ways to practice, and martial arts was not the only way to become a god.

The way of immortality, the way of demons, the way of gods, the way of becoming a sanctified body... At that time, the human race flourished, there were many strong people, and there were real immortals, gods, demons, and peerless monsters.

However, after the Heavenly Book was split, the human race declined, and the entire world seemed to have fallen into a low ebb, and there would never be such a brilliant era again.

Although the human race is now firmly established and has re-walked on the path of martial arts to godhood, and can still reach the final path in the end, it always seems a little desolate. Although there are some monsters and ghosts in the deep mountains and old forests, they are very rare and not a big deal.

These are the stories that Mu Chaoyun told me. I don’t know how she is doing now.

While I was distracted, the two masters of the first match of the day had already come on stage.

Elder of Hidden Sword Pavilion, No. 32 on the Flying Dragon Ranking, Autumn Water Divine Sword Song Qingping;
The Yunshan Sword Sect invited the leader of Yuefeng Peak, Luo Shuang, the Falling Moon Sword.

Song Qingping was naturally a world-famous handsome man. Once he came on stage, countless female disciples were obsessed with him. The disciples of Yaoyue Peak were even on the verge of rebellion.

However, Luo Shuang was equally beautiful. She was a famous beauty in the world when she was young. She had achieved great success in cultivation and had the secret to maintaining her youth. Now she looked as charming as a woman in her twenties. Only her mature temperament and indifferent eyes revealed her age.

Song Qingping bowed his hands elegantly and said with a smile:
"Sister Luo, long time no see."

Luo Shuang snorted lightly and said calmly:
"You have the guts to come and see me."

Song Qingping looked slightly embarrassed, then smiled casually:
"It's all old news. I thought we had talked about it."

Luo Shuang's face was cold:

"You left a letter and said it unilaterally, right?"

When Xie Yuan heard this, he looked strange.

Apparently, there is gossip?

Not only him, Situ Qin also looked very interested and whispered excitedly:

"I didn't even know that Master Yao Yue was on Song Qingping's list!"

The audience looked at each other in bewilderment. It seemed that the battle between the Grandmasters was about to unfold in a way they had never expected...

The disciples of Cangjian Pavilion all covered their faces and lowered their heads. It seemed that this was another debt of love that Elder Song owed them.

And they were fighting on the stage. Two great masters, isn't that ridiculous...

Some disciples saw the strange looks from the other guests and the vigilant expressions from the beautiful female disciples, and they wanted to stand up and shout loudly, "Not all of us in Cangjian Pavilion are like this. Only Song Qingping is like this. It has nothing to do with us!"

But some people frowned slightly. Elder Song was very kind and gentle to women, and was the greatest flower lover in the world.

Can he still use his sword to its full potential when facing the woman he felt guilty about in the past?

The two masters on the stage exchanged a few awkward words, and Luo Shuang shook her head:
"Time flies by like a horse in the gap. There is no point in explaining. Song Qingping, draw your sword."

Song Qingping sighed:
"Senior Sister Luo, I really don't want to fight with you."

"It's no use talking more, watch the sword!"

Luo Shuang drew his sword and attacked suddenly.

It suddenly got dark.

The audience's eyes blurred and they looked up.

How did the broad day turn into night, and when did the sun in the sky become a full moon?
Then someone suddenly realized that it was not that the sky had changed, but that Luo Shuang's sword was bright white and dazzling. When it danced out, it was like a silver moon falling to the ground. The sky and the earth were all dark, with only one sword.

This sword move the audience, they thought the two chiefs yesterday were not far from the Grandmaster level, and expected the Grandmaster level battle today to be not much different. However, as soon as Luo Shuang made a move, they realized that the Grandmaster's swordsmanship was like the bright moon.

It is hard to tell how powerful this sword technique is, but the moon is so beautiful that if it fell in front of him, he would have no intention of resisting it.

A sigh broke the illusory scene.

A pool of bright autumn water rose from the center of the arena, greeted the moon, flew towards the moon, and kept circling around the moon, lingering and gentle as water. It did not look like a fencing duel, but more like a dance.

The audience was certainly shocked by the two masters' magnificent and unpredictable sword skills, but they also looked inexplicably strange.

I don't know if it's because their realm is too low or what, but there's not a hint of murderous intent when the two masters' sword lights intertwine. Their figures flicker, constantly approaching and then retreating, and it's inexplicably like lovers sparring with each other, or even flirting.

Luo Shuang's sword moves still had some momentum of wanting to defeat the enemy, the sword light was like moonlight spreading on the ground, covering everything; however, Song Qingping's moves were extremely tolerant and gentle, flying around the periphery of Luo Shuang's sword moves, for fear of touching her at all.

Xie Yuan looked at him strangely:

"Is Song Qingping playing a fake match?"

Seeing that the two of them had been lingering on it for a long time, Luo Shuang's eyes narrowed, and she suddenly merged the silver moon into the sword. The sword light burst out, blocking the sun in the sky, and stabbed towards Song Qingping.

Song Qingping's expression changed, and he said sadly:
"Sister Luo, do you really want to kill me?"

He was also slightly angry, and suddenly he swung his sword, shocking the sky, like autumn water rolling up, blasting a path in the sword light of Luo Shuang that was brighter than the sun!
The two of them were shocked at the same time. Song Qingping took a step back, while Luo Shuang's face turned pale and blood oozed slightly from the corner of her lips.

She raised her sword and went forward again. Song Qingping looked at her pale face and the blood on her lips, which was extremely dazzling and sad. His heart suddenly softened. He sighed, dropped the sword with a clang, raised his head and closed his eyes:

"Forget it, Senior Sister Luo, I owe you! If you want Qingping's life, just take it!"

The long sword crossed the sky and stopped at Song Qingping's throat.

Luo Shuang stared at him and asked:

"Why don't you hide?"

"I will never hide from Senior Sister Luo."

"vomit……"

Xie Yuan got goose bumps all over his body in the audience. Isn't this old man too greasy?
However, Luo Shuang was shocked when he heard this, and his sword trembled, almost cutting Song Qingping's throat. He was so frightened that he quietly backed away and swallowed his saliva.

Luo Shuang suppressed her mind and said coldly:

"you lose."

After saying this, she turned her sword over, turned around and ran away, leaving the main peak directly.

"Senior Sister Luo, Senior Sister Luo!"

Song Qingping watched Luo Shuang leave and hurriedly chased after her, completely ignoring everything else on the field.

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. How should they put it? This competition should be considered the victory of the Yunshan Sword Sect... right?

After Yunshan Sword Sect's external training, they won their first match like this...

Wei Dong's already dark face was now so dark that it was almost dripping with water. He couldn't help but said:
"Master Li, what a good plan."

Li Xingtuo laughed and said:
"That's not right. Senior Sister Luo volunteered, and it's only natural for them to catch up with each other as old friends. How can there be any conspiracy?"

In terms of strength, Luo Shuang is not the strongest among the elders of Yunshan Sword Sect, but she is probably the only one who can defeat Song Qingping.

Wei Dong glanced at the Xuanbing sword on the stage that was thrown away as a nuisance, his face darkened again, he held his forehead and instructed the disciple next to him:

"Go pick up the sword, pick up the sword! Keep that shameful sword!"

The guests from Xie Yuan and Situ Qin's side were also talking about it.

Xie Yuan naturally felt that this earthy love talk was disgusting, but maybe it was because of Song Qingping's face. Even if he said "Let's take a shit together when we have time", it would drive women crazy...

Maybe the more handsome a person is, the less likely he is to chase girls. Only ugly guys study their words every day... Well, Xie Yuan didn't mean to target anyone.

Situ Qin was at a loss whether to laugh or cry, but she loved to watch anything lively. She had a lot of fun eating melon seeds and snacks while watching the show.

Aunt Hong sighed beside her:
"He's a master."

Li Tai nodded:

"Indeed, Luo Shuang's swordsmanship is not bad, but Song Qingping is worthy of being a master of the Flying Dragon Ranking, who is only three places below me. He is obviously stronger."

Aunt Hong was silent for a long time before she said:

"You don't have to talk like that... and the master I'm talking about is not this."

Li Tai thought about it, and thought of Aunt Hong's major, and suddenly said:
"Song Qingping is indeed a famous pretty boy. His strength in this area can naturally rank first on the Tianlong Ranking, far better than his martial arts."

As a military man, and given the conflict yesterday, he naturally disliked Song Qingping.

"Song Qingping's level is not high. I'm talking about Luo Shuang."

Aunt Hong said unexpectedly.

Her eyes flickered, as if she had met a master:

"She won the competition, and she got all the benefits. In the end, she looked injured, which made people think that she was let down by Song Qingping. They wanted to avenge her. Even Song Qingping himself felt guilty and chased after him... This time, Song Qingping will have to stay at Yaoyue Peak for at least a month. Ha, he was played around without knowing it.

"It's been a long time since I've seen such a talented Bai Lianhua. She's not young anymore, but she's still good at all these things. That's real strength. On the other hand, some little girls have famous teachers, but they can't learn anything. They only know how to eat and are controlled by others. Oh, what a useless thing..."

Situ Qin was enjoying her meal when she heard Aunt Hong's heart-wrenching words. She was suddenly stunned and tilted her head, her cheeks bulging with snacks.

Why do I feel like I've been misfortune-bound?

(End of this chapter)