C240 Sword competition
C240 Sword competition
This time, there were a total of 128 participants from various sects. First, there were 10 participants from each mountain range, for a total of 120 participants.
As for the remaining eight slots, they would increase from the previous batch's top eight.
For example, if the Heavenly Immortal Peak obtained first place, fourth place, and seven spots in the previous Sword Competition, then they could obtain three more places in this Sword Competition.
And within the Sword Competition this time, only ten people were participating in the Meteor Peak competition. Obviously, in the last Sword Competition, the disciples who were able to enter the top eight did not have a single Meteor Peak!
Therefore, Meteor Taoist had started to work hard since a long time ago as to whether he could make a comeback in Sword Competition this time around.
Ever since the last Sword Competition, Meteor Taoist had paid special attention to the growth of talented disciples.
Tian Jian picked number 128, and looked at the many large sword arena around the plaza, his heart was filled with anticipation, at the first competition in his life.
When everything was ready, everyone saw that on the spectating platform, the Sect Leader, Daoist Master Xian Feng, stood up.
He slowly walked to the front of the stage and spoke in a clear and loud voice with a stern expression.
"The Sword Competition of primary disciples begin!"
"Clang!"
A bell chimed in unison!
"The match is starting!"
"It's finally the start of the competition!"
"…"
All of a sudden, in the Heavenly Immortal Plaza, a wave of excited cheers arose.
"The rest of the matters are all taken care of by junior apprentice brother Xiangang!" Daoist Immortal Wind nodded towards Daoist Immortal Diancai.
Daoist Immortals returned the greeting. Nodding his head, he walked to the front desk.
"Swish!"
The moment the Daoist Immortal arrived at the front desk, his countenance turned exceptionally solemn. After which, he swept his gaze across the crowd with an imposing gaze.
Then he said in a clear voice, "Either one will admit defeat or fall off the arena. We were originally of the same sect, so I hope that all of the participating disciples will stop at Sword Competition and do their best to not harm the peace of the various mountain ranges."
"Yes sir!"
All the disciples in the audience immediately responded in unison.
"Good!" "Now, everyone can look at the bulletin board near the spectator's stand. It will show which competitor in which stage they competed and which competitor they competed in."
"Please look at the bulletin board and announce the number of your opponents and their arenas. If everyone understands, then let the competition begin immediately! "
At that moment, the Daoist Immortal's voice was like a great bell and great rune, resounding through the entire Heavenly Immortal City Plaza.
In an instant, the atmosphere suddenly became serious, and a chilling feeling spread through the various arenas.
Although the participating disciples hadn't entered the arena yet, their auras had already clashed with each other in the arena.
"Shua!"
In a flash, a dozen groups of numbers suddenly appeared on the bulletin board. These numbers represented a dozen groups of participants.
As the announcement of the list of matches on the bulletin board was made, the dozen or so participants that had participated in the first round each found their own sword arenas.
This time, Sword Competition would use the elimination system. The winner would advance, the loser would be eliminated, and the final eight would be decided.
In terms of Sword Competition, one could not lose his or her life against a participant, the opponent could not attack again after admitting defeat.
In order to be safe, there would be one to two Azure Dragon leveled elders guarding every sword arena. They would both be judges and protect the safety of the participating disciples.
"Remember, in terms of Sword Competition, you must not kill any competitor. During the competition, you are not allowed to use any pill to recover or increase your strength.
"If the opponent admits defeat, their side cannot attack again. If one side falls down to the sword arena, the other side wins. "
Just as the Sword Competition was about to begin, the various elders below the stage once again began to solemnly explain the rules of the Sword Competition to the participating disciples.
As for the dozen or so groups of participating disciples on the stage, they all had serious expressions as they listened. This matter was related to their own fate, so they couldn't afford to be careless.
After each elder had finished explaining the rules, they each gave an order: "Begin!"
The battle between the two participants on the stage instantly began.
As Tian Jian was temporarily returning to his competition, he immediately picked a place to watch the competition.
There were two people standing in the sword arena. One was the disciple of Flaming Peacock Peak, Yang Jinfan, and the other was Huang Jin Tian of Chao Yang Peak.
At this time, the cultivations of the two were basically also around the early stage of Vermillion Bird Eighth Grade.
Huang Jintian was the first to step forward and clasped his hands towards Yang Jinfan.
He cupped his hands together and said, "I am Huang Jintian from the Chao Yang Peak. I have come today to seek advice from senior brother Yang. Please show mercy."
"I, Yang Jinfan, disciple of Fire Peacock Mountain, would like to seek your advice, Senior Brother Huang." Yang Jinfan clasped his hands and said.
After the two of them clasped their hands at each other, they both took a few steps back and their eyes became sharp. When they saw the two of them face to face, it was as if a spark was about to ignite in their eyes.
"Buzz!"
The magic sword in Yang Jinfan's hand slashed backwards, and a wave of sword hums suddenly sounded out.
From his eyes, one could faintly see a strong sense of confidence and dominance, as if he viewed his opponent as a stepping stone.
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As for Huang Jin Tian of the Zhaoyang Peak, he could not help but smile as he saw Yang Jinfan intentionally displaying his strength with a sword strike. He had an expression of indifference.
"Since Senior Brother is ready, then I will ask Senior Brother Yang to make the first move!"
Huang Jingtian made a very generous gesture, gesturing to Yang Jinfan.
"Then Junior Brother, I won't be polite!"
As soon as Huang Jin Tian finished speaking, Yang Jinfan also took the initiative to attack.
"Flamedoor!"
The magic sword in Yang Jinfan's hand suddenly rotated and thrusted forward.
"Whoosh!"
In a split-second, Yang Jinfan's sword was like a sparrow, moving as fast as lightning, the magic sword spinning around like a sparrow.
In that moment, this divine sparrow that looked like a spinning drill, combined with Yang Jinfan's Inner Spirit, the power of this sword attack was instantly brought to its peak. When he swung the sword, the cry of a sparrow could be heard!
"Rising Sun!"
In that instant, Huang Jintian didn't dare to be the slightest bit careless. Facing Yang Jinfan's sword, Huang Jintian immediately executed the 'Sunrise Shadow' footwork to dodge.
"Swish, swish, swish ~ ~ ~"
In a split-second, Huang Jingtian's figure became like a blur of light, rapidly dodging Yang Jinfan's Divine Bird Slash.
At the same time, just as Huang Jin Fan's sword was dodging, another urgent shout was heard.
"Morning sun!"
Following that, the magic sword in Huang Jin Tian's hands instantly transformed into a sword ray that was like the scorching sun.