Chapter 214: Armed with Armor

"What's so arrogant!"

In Shenshui Pavilion, Xiao Liling snorted coldly and was about to challenge Wang Guiwu.

"Junior sister Xiao, wait a minute, your exquisite pearl is only a semi-spiritual weapon. It can only trap people, but has no effect of calming them. In this case, let senior sister go and meet him first!"

Miao Manyun stopped Xiao Liling's body and said softly. Although Xiao Liling's cultivation is not weak, the strongest one is actually the Linglong Pearl, a spiritual weapon.

But in this situation, the use of spiritual weapons is prohibited, and the Linglong Pearl cannot be used. As for the exquisite beads, although they are top-notch semi-spiritual weapons, they are only semi-spiritual weapons after all.

For ordinary Zang training realms, this semi-spiritual weapon is easy to use. But dealing with the true disciples of Xianyun Sword Sect, Linglong Zhuzizhu, it was almost useless.

Miao Manyun was very close to the Xiao family. At this time, naturally she couldn't watch Xiao Liling go up and get beaten.

"Senior sister, be careful." Xiao Liling hesitated for a moment, then nodded, with a smile on her face.

Miao Manyun turned to look at Wang Guiwu, and with a movement of his body, he had arrived at the martial arts arena.

Wang Guiwu saw no one, and just when he was about to quarrel, he saw Miao Manyun falling down, and a smile couldn't help but appear on his face. Although she is a female disciple of Shenshui Pavilion, as long as she fights, Wang Guiwu will not care whether the opponent is male or female.

"Senior Brother Wang, please advise!" Miao Manyun said with a soft smile on his face.

"Let's take action!" Wang Guiwu nodded, turning a blind eye to Miao Manyun's flattery.

"Senior Brother Wang, please be careful!"

As soon as Miao Manyun finished speaking, he had already arrived in front of Wang Guiwu, and a cold light rolled towards Wang Guiwu's head.

Most people in Xianyun City have no impression of Chenshui Pavilion except for the charming and charming disciples and their huge network of contacts.

To say how outstanding the martial arts of Shen Shui Pavilion is, many people cannot explain why. But how could a sect be able to stand in Xianyun City for so many years just by relying on one connection?

The strength of many disciples of Shenshui Pavilion is not outstanding compared to other sects, but this does not mean that the entire Shenshui Pavilion is like this.

In particular, the true disciples who represent the face of the sect can be said to be the hope for the future of the sect. Only by seeing the true inheritance can we see the most authentic inheritance of this sect.

"Well done!"

When Wang Guiwu saw the cold light, he laughed loudly, unsheathed his long sword, and with the sound of thunder, he shattered the cold light that rolled towards him. But immediately, those cold lights returned to their original state and rolled towards Wang Guiwu's neck.

Fengjuan Sword Technique, one of the top inheritances of Shenshui Pavilion.

The cold light blooming in Miao Manyun's hand was a blade as thin as a cicada's wing. It was weak but could cut through everything. Miao Manyun and Wang Guiwu's swords collided, seemingly at a disadvantage, but they just used the force to roll the sword blades to other places.

The Fengjuan Sword Technique is the best at fighting with the help of force. In the end, the speed of the sword will become faster and faster, thus establishing one's own victory.

Just in the blink of an eye, Miao Manyun and Wang Guiwu exchanged several moves.

Compared with Liu Peiyong just now, Miao Manyun did not choose to confront toughness, but used softness to overcome toughness. And with the next few moves, the cold light surrounding Wang Guiwu became faster and faster, and became more and more numerous.

In the scene, it was Miao Manyun who seemed to have the advantage.

When the disciples of Chenshui Pavilion saw this scene, they couldn't help but feel slightly excited. Wang Guiwu's strength just now made them worried about Miao Manyun's fate.

Looking back now, it seems that Miao Manyun may not have a chance to defeat Wang Guiwu and win the first place in this competition.

"This seems to be a solution!"

Yan Shijin's eyes brightened slightly. Just now he saw Wang Guiwu's strength in defeating Liu Peiyong. If he relied on fighting and fighting, there might be other different scenes?

"It's not that simple!"

Miao Daoxin stared downward, especially Wang Guiwu's expression, and shook his head slightly. Wang Guiwu was too calm at the moment, even with a hint of cat-and-mouse expression in his calmness.

"Perhaps we are worried that we will overdo it, so we don't dare to challenge."

Chen Fei suddenly said that the power of his mind allowed Chen Fei to observe more details. On the scene, it seems that Miao Manyun is gradually taking the initiative, and even turning this initiative into victory, accumulating bit by bit.

But the charm displayed by Wang Guiwu's moves was so smooth, as if Wang Guiwu was not competing at the moment, but practicing against others.

This statement may be a bit exaggerated, but the strength shown by Miao Manyun at this moment is definitely within the range that Wang Guiwu can handle.

Otherwise, if Wang Guiwu sensed something was wrong in this kind of brawl like boiling frogs in warm water, he would definitely counterattack with thunderous force, instead of the usual sword style like this.

"Yes, that's true!"

When Chen Fei told him, Miao Daoxin suddenly found the source of his strange feeling. Miao Daoxin turned to look at Chen Fei, with some surprise in his eyes.

When Chen Fei challenged Zeng Zaiwen to the competition, Miao Daoxin did not come to the True Legend Hall to watch. In the past few years, Miao Daoxin has only focused on breaking through the realm of acuity training, and has paid little attention to other things.

And in the view of Miao Daoxin at the time, Chen Fei, a disciple who had just been listed as a true disciple, was somewhat overestimating his abilities in trying to challenge the tenth true disciple.

But he didn't expect that afterward, Miao Daoxin heard that Zeng Zaiwen was defeated by Chen Fei, and Chen Fei used the Chongyuan Sword to defeat the enemy with one move.

At this time, Miao Daoxin really put Chen Fei, the new disciple, in his mind, because Miao Daoxin himself practiced the Chongyuan Sword.

Miao Daoxin naturally understood to what extent Chen Fei had already understood Chongyuan Sword when he defeated Zeng Zaiwen.

Today, after hearing Chen Fei's to-the-point analysis just now, Miao Daoxin's perception of Chen Fei improved again. Miao Daoxin felt more or less like the waves behind pushing the waves ahead.

Yan Shijin couldn't help but narrowed his eyes slightly when he heard the two people's analysis. With the strength shown by Miao Manyun at this moment, Wang Guiwu still fought with pressure.

Outside the martial arts arena, disciples from various sects were talking incessantly, but only those who were strong in the acuity training realm remained silent. Especially the elders of Shenshui Pavilion frowned slightly at this moment.

The disciples of Shenshui Pavilion were a little excited because they couldn't see the details clearly.

Chen Fei and the others were able to discover Wang Guiwu's thoughts, and naturally those who were strong in the acuity training realm could see it clearly.

In the blink of an eye, Miao Manyun and the two of them had passed dozens of moves on the martial arts field, and the cold light of the Wind Roll Sword Technique almost completely encompassed Wang Guiwu's figure.

If you are not careful, you may end up with bruises all over your body. But Wang Guiwu didn't look panicked at all, and there was even a smile on his lips at this moment.

Miao Manyun looked solemn. Most people saw that she had the advantage, but at this moment when she was actually facing Wang Guiwu, Miao Manyun was not so happy.

Standing far away, Miao Daoxin could spot Wang Guiwu's cat-and-mouse attitude. Miao Manyun was face to face, how could he not feel it.

Even though the Fengjuan Sword Technique was activated to the extreme at this moment, he was still blocked one by one by the long sword in Wang Guiwu's hand. This kind of blocking, in Wang Guiwu's calm expression, seemed to last forever.

Sword rain!

Miao Manyun suddenly shouted low, and the soft sword in his hand disappeared instantly. The cold light that rolled toward Wang Guiwu suddenly turned into a torrential rain and rushed towards Wang Guiwu.

"It's almost done indeed!"

Wang Guiwu groaned, his eyes suddenly widened, as if a flash of lightning flashed, and lavender inner energy spread all around, like thunder coming to the world.

The next moment, Wang Guiwu raised his sword to the sky, and the thunder light on the blade shattered the incoming sword rain in one fell swoop. Wang Guiwu was already in front of Miao Manyun, and the sword blade pierced Miao Manyun's throat.

"ah!"

At the location of Shenshui Pavilion, many disciples stood up in shock at the scene in front of them.

It was clear that he had the advantage just now, and it seemed that the next moment, Wang Guiwu would be defeated by Miao Manyun. Why did the form change like this in the blink of an eye?

Not only Shenshui Pavilion, many disciples of many sects reacted like this, especially the disciples of small sects. Before, they were secretly criticizing Wang Guiwu for being too loud, but now the situation has changed.

Sword scroll!

Miao Manyun looked at the incoming sword blades, as if he had expected it. He flipped the soft sword in his hand, and the sword power that had been shattered by Wang Guiwu was gathered back by Miao Manyun, turning into a tornado and covering Wang Guiwu.

"boom!"

A fierce collision sounded, and Wang Guiwu tore Miao Manyun's sword scroll directly with a sword. Miao Manyun only had time to hold the soft sword in front of him. The next moment, Miao Manyun felt a pain in his chest and flew to the martial arts arena. outside.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood mist spurted out, and Miao Manyun's chest had collapsed. His internal organs were violently stirred by the overbearing thunder sword power, and he had no strength to fight anymore.

Wang Guiwu sheathed his sword with a smile on his face, a smile that showed he had everything under control.

Miao Manyun was carried back to the platform by the elders of Shenshui Pavilion, and many people quickly gathered around him. Xiao Liling looked at Miao Manyun's injuries, tightened her fist slightly, took a few deep breaths, and slowly released her fist.

Disciples from various sects were talking a lot, and many people didn't understand at all. They clearly had the advantage, but why did Miao Manyun lose so quickly and be injured so seriously in the end.

"Senior Brother Wang is good at swordsmanship, let me learn from him too!"

Within the Changhong Sect, a figure jumped out and stood in front of Wang Guiwu.

His body was as straight as a spear standing beside him, and a cold and fierce aura filled the air.

Tang Renfei, the second true successor of the Changhong Sect.

"Easy to say!"

Wang Guiwu still didn't ask the person's name, but just raised his hand slightly.

"please!"

Tang Renfei said in a deep voice, and the next moment, the man had rushed in front of Wang Guiwu, and pointed his spear at Wang Guiwu's vital parts.

The poisonous dragon spear shoots out like a dragon, and the sound of the spear rubbing through the air is like the roar of a poisonous dragon, making people's minds sway. But Wang Guiwu was not affected at all. In the lightning, the sword blade and the spear collided directly, and neither of them took a step back.

Wang Guiwu did not take the pill to recover just now, and Tang Renfei ended up feeling like a wheel battle. But Wang Guiwu himself didn't care, and others certainly wouldn't say anything.

But now everyone was looking at the two people on the martial arts field, and in a daze, they seemed to see the competition between Wang Guiwu and Miao Manyun again.