Chapter 403 Disciple of Cleansing Sword Pond

"This disciple of Xijianchi, did he directly point out that he wants to challenge the leader of the four paths?"

With the beginning of the kendo test, an unexpected scene appeared on the sword stage. No one thought that the disciple of Xijianchi who had the courage to be the first on the stage and the most hopeful to win the championship would actually challenge the leader of the four paths first.

"Did they know each other before and have old grudges?"

"Or is it that the reputation of the leader of the Four Paths is too high, making this disciple of Xijianchi dissatisfied?"

Countless people secretly guessed in their hearts. At the same time, countless eyes looked at Xiantai where Chishui Danxi was located. In fact, even if there was no provocation from this disciple of Xijianchi, everyone was very concerned about this issue...

Will Qingpao, who has won the four leaders, continue to participate in the sword test?

After all, everyone bet a lot of money...

But what people didn't expect was that there was no sound for a long time on the Xiantai where Chishui Danxi was located.

Fang Yuan looked at his nose with his eyes and his heart with his nose, and sat quietly, not intending to step down, but neither did he intend to answer anything.

Although he didn't name them, everyone knew that the disciples from Xijianchi were talking to him, but he didn't seem to hear it.

The emptiness was silent, and I don't know how long it was quiet before the people's discussions started quietly.

"Could it be that he really doesn't intend to take part in the sword test?"

"It should be, otherwise it would be unreasonable to be provoked face to face, and still remain so peaceful..."

Some people even looked at the sword platform, and then looked at the Xiantai where Chishui Danxi was, and said with a sneer: "But having said that, the disciples of Xijianchi have done too much. Their Xijianchi gathers the world's swordsmanship talents. Who has the ability to compete with them? And this green robe, he is the leader of the formation, talisman, pill, and weapon.

"That's right, the leader of the Four Paths is already an inexhaustible talent, so why bother to compete with others for the fame of the Dao of Sword?"

"In this world, after all, there is no perfect practitioner!"

In the discussion, some people sighed: "It's a pity that the spirit that the old man put out..."

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And in the other room, apart from the Sword Washing Pond, there was another path that made Fang Yuan feel something in his heart. On the immortal platform covered by mist, someone was talking softly: "Young Master, the news you got earlier is correct. It seems that the disciples of the Sword Washing Pond really don't like him and want to provoke him to fight, but he is so determined that he just refuses to join the battle, otherwise, it would be..."

"Hehe, that's easy. If he doesn't participate, why not just force him to participate?"

Another faint voice sounded, seemingly dismissive.

"Young master, what do you mean..."

"Hehe, just use the simplest method..."

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"hehe!"

And the disciple of Xijianchi, seeing that Fang Yuan didn't answer, and didn't intend to step down, smiled softly, looked away, and sat cross-legged gently on the sword platform, as if he was going to sit until the end of the sword test.

The other people watching the battle began to turn their attention to other references.

"Xianjianchi's disciples are already the first on the stage, what about the others?"

Someone looked at the cultivators around the sword stage, and whispered, "Don't tell me no one has the guts to be the second one on stage?"

And around the sword platform, all the cultivators also looked around, not knowing how to choose each other.

"Hehe, do you all think that the later you go on stage, the better?"

At this moment, the Xiaoyue mountain master gently shook his folding fan and said with a smile: "You are all wrong. On this sword stage, there are ten seats that can be reserved. Take advantage of..."

While talking, he smiled softly, and actually stepped up and walked towards the sword platform.

When the people around heard it, they looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing if what this person said was the truth, or if it was just disturbing others' minds.

However, just as the Mountain Lord Xiaoyue was about to take the stage, a black shadow flashed beside him. A red-armored man in a big black cloak held his spear upside down and ran up the sword stage.

"This person... steals my limelight?"

Xiaoyue Mountain Master was stunned for a while, then smiled helplessly, and walked to another place to stand still.

Now there were three people on the stage, and there were seven left in the top ten positions, but it caused the surrounding monks to startle slightly.

Then, more figures rushed to the stage at the same time, and each took their positions, which caused a commotion in front of the sword stage. After a long time, the chaotic figures on the stage calmed down.

But at this moment, someone from the audience pointed to the stage and shouted: "Look, there is one more person..."

The people who got on the stage looked left and right, and found that there was one more person on the stage. Ten people stood on the stage. The positions of each other seemed to be measured by a ruler. They were neither close to anyone nor far away from anyone. There was only the place on the far right end. Two people stood together.

"Shua!"

One of them reacted the fastest, drew two scimitars from behind, and slashed at the other.

Not to be outdone, the other person let out a low growl, and held a black steel whip in his hand. When it was stirred in the air, vortices appeared in the void, and he smashed straight at the person holding the two knives. When the weapons met, there was a loud "buzz".

"Shua..."

The two hadn't decided the winner, and the people around looked at them, but at this moment, someone from the audience rushed up, with a palm as powerful as a mountain, and hit the back of the person who was standing on the stage earlier.

But at that moment, people in the audience were like locusts, rushing onto the stage one after another, and immediately countless people fought against each other.

The one who got on the stage earlier didn't have any advantage, because the stage was already in chaos, like a whirlwind, people kept falling off the stage, and more people rushed to the stage. For a while, the vast sword stage with a radius of 100 meters seemed a bit crowded, and there were scuffles everywhere.

And in this melee, everyone's arrogance was immediately revealed.

Rumble!

That arrogant man named Qin Shanjun, with his huge ax churning, was fierce and fierce. His body was rampant, and he knocked people off the sword platform one by one. He was invincible and killed the people around him.

As for the Xiaoyue Mountain Lord, he was walking around, passing by a monk who was about to fall off the stage, and whispered something in the other's ear, the other's expression changed when he heard it, and he nodded again and again, and then rushed after him.

But Zhao Xuanque, who was holding the iron gun, dragged the spear backwards, looked around, and soon found a strong man who was fighting four alone, and there was still more than enough, a sneer appeared on his face, and suddenly flew over, and fought with that strong man.

In the chaos, the Eight Immortals crossed the sea, each showing their magical powers.

On the contrary, the disciple of Xijianchi was the only one who sat still, and within a radius of three zhang, no one approached him.

"My God, why are you fighting so fiercely?"

"Look, look, see blood..."

"Oh, the little Tianjiao of the Wu family was cut off with an arm..."

The fight on the stage was fierce, while the audience was panicked. Everyone was shocked and happy to see it, and they were very excited.

At the beginning, after hearing the strange rules of the chief examiner in black, they thought that the Six Dao Exam was destined to be nothing to watch, and they were extremely disappointed, but they didn't expect that the battle would be so fierce once it started, making people feel dizzy.

"You really don't want to go to such a lively scene?"

Beside Chishui Danxi Xiantai, Li Hongxiao in red robe looked at the chaos on the sword platform with a smile, sighed softly, turned his head to look at Fang Yuan, there seemed to be some teasing in his eyes.

Fang Yuan shook his head and said, "Why don't you go?"

Li Hongxiao smiled lightly, and said: "After all, I am a delicate girl, how can I be so decent in beating and killing like this?"

Fang Yuan nodded and said, "It really makes sense!"

Li Hongxiao laughed and said, "You know that disciple from Xijianchi?"

Fang Yuan didn't answer, and shook his head lightly after a while.

Li Hongxiao said: "But he has been watching you, as if he has been waiting for you to enter the arena!"

Fang Yuan stopped talking, and looked up at the sword platform, then frowned slightly.

He naturally also noticed that the disciple from the Sword Washing Pond was the first to step onto the sword stage, but until now, he had never made a move, and no one dared to provoke him, so he sat on the stage indifferently, as if he was not involved in anything, but occasionally, he would raise his head and look towards the Xiantai where Chishui Danxi was.

Not only him, even on the Xiantai where Xijianchi is located, behind Jianwu, there seems to be someone staring at him...

"Are they all waiting for me to make a move?"

Fang Yuan thought secretly: "In this way, they have recognized me a long time ago, but if they really regarded me as a monster, why didn't they come to me directly, but waited for me to take the initiative?"

"What did Xianmeng say to them?"

While thinking about it, he glanced calmly at the cyan fairy platform covered by mist: "There are also people looking at me there, and their eyes make me very uncomfortable. They seem to have malicious intentions. Who are they?"

Students of the college entrance examination don’t have to worry, I called Fang Yuan, and he will lend you the technique of Tianyan. Remember, if you don’t understand the multiple-choice questions, you can silently recite the mantra “Vote for the Great Tribulation Master”, and then do the calculation carefully, and finally choose C!