Chapter 402 Why Don't You Come Down? (Three More)

Amidst the discussions, the test observers from the major families and immortal sects have all sat down and waited for the start of the kendo test.

Afterwards, various casual cultivators, monks from small sects, etc., all found a suitable place to watch the battle and sat down, but only asked that the surroundings were filled with crowds of people, with clouds swirling everywhere and auras glowing, it was extremely lively.

Surrounded by the Immortal Terraces, there is a huge sword platform. The entire sword platform is about a hundred feet square, and it is paved with white marble. Above and below the platform, in all directions, there are countless prohibitions and large formations.

And the people who watched the battle from all sides had already sat down. Above this platform, on the Xiantai where the Immortal League was located, an old man in black robe stood up. He had a very deep aura and looked very peaceful. But if you look carefully, you will find that his whole body is like a sharp sword hidden in its sheath. He walked forward a few steps out of thin air and came to the sky above the sword platform.

"It's almost time, let's get started!"

The black-robed old man's speech was very concise and clear, but with a flick of his sleeve, he said something lightly.

There were many people watching the test around, and there were many discussions, but as soon as he opened his mouth, his voice immediately became low.

Countless eyes turned to the old man in black robe and listened to him quietly.

And the black-robed old man just slowly swept around the crowd, then smiled coldly, and said: "This time, the old man will be the master of the sword test, so I will follow my rules. I have practiced swords all my life, and I like simplicity and clarity. I hate red tape, so I only set up a few rules. As long as you don't violate my rules, then the old man won't bother to talk to you, and you can make trouble!"

"The first one is that the rules are very simple. The most important thing is to see how accomplished you are in martial arts. Therefore, there are not so many rules. Those who want to take the title of the swordsmanship test, even if they come to the stage, whoever can stay until the end will be the winner. And because our swordsmanship test does not have any titles, so in the end, only ten people can be left on the stage at most. This is the top ten of the swordsmanship!"

"And after the top ten in the way of swordsmanship are determined, ten of you will fight for the top three and the leader. It's that simple!"

"The second thing is that fighting skills are very simple. Once you get on this martial arts test arena, you'll have to cheer up. It doesn't matter whether it's a sneak attack or a siege. As long as you can win, then you've won. After all, when the catastrophe comes, those dark creatures won't pay any attention to etiquette with you, so we don't ask you to pay any attention to etiquette in this swordsmanship test. It's your ability to stay!"

"The third rule is that no matter the time, hehe, if you have the ability, you will fight for a year and a half when you get on the stage. If you want to end this swordsmanship test, you should beat your opponent as soon as possible. Of course, once you leave the stage, you will fail. There is nothing to say..."

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The old man in black robe really said something simple, but all the cultivators around heard it with complicated emotions.

Although the old man's rules are capricious, no one dares to refute him...

After all, he came back from the devil's side, and he has practiced for many years, so he is the most qualified to speak in the sword test.

And the black-robed old man didn't give anyone a chance to refute him. After explaining his rules, he waved his sleeves lightly and said: "My rules are finished, I don't care if you can't remember them, just don't violate my rules. People who are going to take part in the kendo exam come here and wait by the sword arena. Don't act like a master, suddenly appearing on the stage or something, the old man is the most annoying..."

Rumble!

Following his low shout, a spiritual light flickered slowly around the proving ground below, revealing a gap.

But the cultivators gradually became tense, and looked around to see who was on the stage.

"coming……"

At this moment, the crowd of onlookers in the southeast direction were slowly moving out of the way, and saw a tall man in black, holding a giant ax that looked like a mill, slowly walking out from the cobblestone path.

"Qin Shanjun, this person is Qin Shanjun, I didn't expect him to come to participate in the sword test..."

When someone saw the man in black, he was overjoyed and exclaimed: "He is the Daoist of Zhulu Mountain in the south of Zhongzhou. He has achieved the golden elixir ten years ago. He has excellent talent and excellent bones. But not long after he formed the golden elixir, he met a middle-level golden elixir demon. The legendary martial arts secret technique, I didn't expect it to be out of the gate now..."

When all the cultivators heard this, they were all startled and suspicious.

Although they all guessed that there might be some fierce people in this kendo test, they never expected that the first one would be so fierce!

The Qin Shanjun in black strode up to the sword platform, then sat cross-legged, did not go up to the stage immediately, but waited.

Before the discussions of the surrounding cultivators fell, he suddenly saw a man in a white robe wrapped in a golden mist fly over in the southeast direction, and he also stood lightly on the edge of the sword platform, stretched out his folding fan, waved it lightly, and smiled slightly in all directions.

"It's actually this big Yin man..."

There were quite a few people around who recognized the fan-wielding man, their expressions changed, and they shrank their heads subconsciously.

"The master of Xiaoyue Mountain, who claims to have developed supernatural powers through martial arts. Although Xiaoyue Mountain is in the west of Baxia, he can only be regarded as a second-rate, but even the first-rate immortals are unwilling to provoke him easily. This person is sinister and vicious. A folding fan is not so much a weapon.

The fear in his heart had not yet passed, and he saw a red-armored man in a big black robe dragging a huge iron gun as thick as a goose egg backwards, and walked into the arena expressionlessly. The tip of the gun sparked on the ground, making people feel depressed.

"Zhao Xuanque, the master of guns, has also been famous for a long time. This son is also a murderer. It is said that after he was born, a sharp spear flew from the sky and landed in front of him. He is also good at martial arts. During his practice, he has never met a three-in-one general. He has the reputation of being invincible at the same level. In fact, he should have been born a long time ago. It's just that during the last swordsmanship exam, this person was still in retreat, practicing spear skills. When he left the exam, the exam was over. Secretly found the leader to compete with each other, and actually won..."

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As the people who participated in the kendo test entered the arena one after another, the hearts of all the people watching the test could not help but feel a burst of excitement.

Surprisingly, he discovered that there were far more masters than he had imagined in the kendo exam this time. Even some well-known Tianjiao came, seven or eight. Among the others, there were also many mysterious characters with terrifying auras, but no one knew them. Several of them, who seemed to have auras alone, had actually reached the middle level of Jindan. To a certain extent, they did not comply with the examination rules.

Generally speaking, middle-level Golden Core masters have already participated in the assessment. Even those who have not participated, because they have passed the cultivation base, they also cherish their reputation and rarely come to compete with the juniors. Otherwise, even if they win the leader, what glory will they have?

But this time, quite a few appeared, and the Xianmeng had no intention of stopping it!

However, before these people came to the sword stage, they just stood still and didn't go on stage immediately. Everyone understood their thoughts. Since the time of the swordsmanship test has not been fixed, the sooner they take the stage, the more challenges they will naturally face.

It is very helpful to win a good ranking first under the sword platform to see how strong other people are.

"What about that green robe, why hasn't he come down?"

Seeing so many masters, all the cultivators were elated for a while, but some people also expected a problem and looked up.

Sendai, where Chishui Danxi is located, is still silent, without any movement.

I couldn't help feeling suspicious in my heart: "This green robe won't really not participate in the sword test, right?"

While all the cultivators were discussing, suddenly in the high sky in the north, on the fairy platform belonging to the side of Xijianchi, the lingering fairy mist was gently pulled away, a young swordsman wearing a black robe, but with white hair, but looking at it, it seemed that he was only about 20 years old.

He didn't use his supernatural power to soar into the clouds, nor did he use some magic weapon to control his figure, so he just fell straight down.

"Boom!"

He stepped on a big hole in the ground, but he was completely unharmed, and slowly walked out of the hole, standing in front of the sword platform with his hands behind his back.

Before the sword stage, all the monks who were preparing to take part in the sword test had cold and arrogant expressions, and their auras were mixed.

Even outsiders can detect the unconvinced fighting spirit between them at a glance.

But when the white-haired swordsman in black robe came to the sword platform, everyone's heart sank subconsciously. Those who were close to him subconsciously took two steps to the side, as if some kind of aura on his body made people dare not approach him.

Among the hundreds of people, only a few dared to turn their heads to look at him, and the others did not dare to lift their heads in front of him.

"Is it the sword washing pool?"

When all the spectators saw this young man, they were slightly startled. Even the voices of discussion in all directions seemed to be suppressed a lot in an instant. Someone secretly looked at the white-haired young man and asked quietly: "Which level of swordsman is this time?"

Someone said intently: "Looking at his sword robe, he should be a black-robed swordsman, but I don't know how ranked..."

"Does the ranking matter?"

Some even sighed with a wry smile: "In the past, as long as there are disciples from Xijianchi participating in the swordsmanship exam, they must win the top spot. People like Qin Shanjun, Zhao Xuanque and others are unlucky. Alas, their strength, if placed in the previous exams, would be the favorites to win the top spot, but this time they met the disciples of Xijianchi, and they are doomed to win the top spot..."

While discussing, all the monks saw that the white-haired young man from the Sword Washing Pond did not stop after he came to the sword platform, but directly stepped onto the sword platform, and his heart suddenly froze, thinking that he really deserves to be a disciple of the Sword Washing Pond, with such confidence.

But what surprised them was still behind.

After the white-haired young man stepped onto the sword platform, he raised his head slightly and looked in the direction of Chishui Danxi.

In other words, looking directly at Fang Yuan...

Then, a smile appeared on his face, and he said lightly, "Why don't you come down?"

It's three o'clock!