Text Chapter 41 Challenge

In the following days, Lin Xuan went to the mountains to practice swordsmanship during the day, and at night he practiced the Secret of Immortality. He occasionally went to the mission hall to repair the long sword and earn some contribution points.

Days like this fly by so fast, half a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

The atmosphere in the outer sect is also changing quietly. Many disciples have returned from Taihang Mountain to prepare for the next inner sect trial. Only when you enter the inner sect can you be considered a true Xuantian Sect disciple. Inside, you can not only learn advanced martial arts, but also have the guidance of senior monks, coupled with various abundant training resources, all the outer sect disciples can't wait to sharpen their heads. Squeeze inside.

At the same time, a new outer sect ranking list was also released. Many outer sect disciples have been discussing this matter and checking their rankings in the past few days.

This outer sect ranking list only has the top 500 rankings. It is based on the disciples' cultivation and daily performance, roughly estimating their combat effectiveness, and then dispatching the list.

No one knows who this maker is. There was once someone who was dissatisfied because he was ranked low and challenged a high-ranking player, but was defeated. Except for hundreds of such things, the final result is the same as on the ranking list.

Only then did the outer disciples accept this list and use it as an important means to understand the strength of others.

In the martial arts arena No. 3, He Shaobing looked at the exquisite booklet in his hand, with a trace of anger on his face. This booklet is the ranking list of the outer sect. It is very beautifully produced, but it does not attract He Shaobing's interest at all.

"Hmph!" He closed the booklet and wrote it hard in his hand. Soon, the roster turned into a ball of powder.

"That's too much! How dare you lower my ranking!" He Shaobing's eyes were filled with anger. Originally he was ranked 100th on the ranking list and was among the top disciples, but who would have thought that this time the ranking would put him at 101st.

Even though there is only one missing, the meaning behind it is very different. Among the tens of thousands of outer disciples, the top one hundred are top disciples, the first echelon of geniuses. After entering the inner gate, they will be affected. Special attention. But now that he has become the 101st, he has become a disciple of the second echelon, and his status is completely different.

The person who replaced him as the 100th was a new outer disciple named Lin Xuan.

"How can a young disciple who has just joined the outer sect be ranked one hundred! I am not convinced!" He Shaobing tightened his grip on the long sword in his hand.

"Young soldier, calm down." A fat disciple next to him said, "I have heard of Lin Xuan. He has been having a lot of trouble with the Divine Power Group recently. It is said that he has defeated many disciples of the Divine Power Group in a row. He must have some strength. "

"So what? Do you think I will lose?" He Shaobing said angrily.

Xuantian Sect's outer sect is very large and has many disciples. Not everyone knows Lin Xuan, and with so many things happening every day, the reputation of a young disciple has long been forgotten by them.

"It's not that I'm afraid you'll lose, but there's no need to do this. Wouldn't it be enough to defeat him in an upright and fair manner at the inner sect selection meeting?"

He Shaobing was speechless, but a cold light flashed from time to time in his eyes.

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Martial Arts Arena No. 7, northwest corner.

Lin Xuan was holding the red flame sword and practicing meticulously. This is a new swordsmanship he learned, Gushan Swordsmanship, which belongs to the Huang-level intermediate martial arts.

This swordsmanship is different from the swordsmanship that Lin Xuan learned in the past. It is not good at speed, but is powerful and heavy. The speed is very slow, and each sword brings enough power.

Huo! Huo!

Lin Xuan's movements of opening and closing were very exciting. He had been studying fast swords before, but now he has gained new insights by practicing slow swords.

This Gufeng sword technique emphasizes stability, accuracy and ruthlessness. Although it is slow, as long as the timing is good, it can definitely kill with one blow. Through today's slow sword practice, Lin Xuan's grasp of timing in battle is much better than before.

The fast sword is about seizing the opportunity and defeating the enemy first, while the slow sword is about catching the opponent's mistakes or making them. Combining speed and slowness, Lin Xuan's swordsmanship has surpassed that of before.

While Lin Xuan was immersed in his swordsmanship, a young man walked towards him.

Thin, big eyes, cold gaze.

"Are you Lin Xuan?" The young man said in a bad tone.

"That's right." Lin Xuan stood with his sword in hand and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Defeat you and take back my deserved ranking!" The young man is none other than He Shaobing.

Lin Xuan was a little confused: "What ranking?"

"Stop pretending, you just need to tell me whether you accept the challenge or not!" He Shaobing shouted.

He Shaobing's shout made the martial arts disciples around him turn around to look. At this moment, a fat young man ran from a distance. He grabbed He Shaobing's hand and said, "Young soldier, let's go!"

"Xiao Wei, don't worry about me, I will defeat him today!" He Shaobing said loudly, "The weak are not worthy of that quota!"

"What's going on?" someone nearby asked.

"You don't know? He Shaobing's 100th place position was squeezed out by that kid!" Someone secretly pointed at Lin Xuan.

"No wonder you got angry. A kid who just entered the outer door climbed on your head. If it were me, I would be anxious too!"

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Lin Xuan pricked up his ears and finally understood something.

"Since you want to fight, then come!" Lin Xuan just wanted to prove Gushan's swordsmanship.

"Hmph!" He Shaobing gritted his teeth and said, "You'd better use all your strength, otherwise you will lose miserably!"

He flipped his palms, took out the formation disk, and exerted spiritual power with both hands. The green flag rose into the wind and inserted into the ground with a clang, forming a small arena.

Flag battle!

Lin Xuan is no stranger to this kind of competition. He has played this kind of game with the disciples of the Shenwei Group. At that moment, he pulled out the red flame sword and walked into the formation flag with a lazy smile.

He Shaobing snorted coldly, moved and collapsed in.

The surrounding disciples stopped what they were doing and gathered around. The disciple named Xiao Wei waited and watched nervously with his big eyes.

"Come on!" Lin Xuan held the red flame sword across his chest and stood attentively.

laugh!

A flash of cold light burst out, making a rapid sound.

He Shaobing swayed and rushed forward quickly. The long sword on his waist was glowing with cold light. In the blink of an eye, he had reached Lin Xuan's side. With a flick of his wrist, the long sword rushed towards him like a poisonous snake.

The speed is so fast that it makes people look at it!

"Kuai Sword Style..." Lin Xuan raised his eyebrows, moved his steps slightly, adjusted his body shape, and at the same time gently sent the big sword in his hand to intercept He Shaobing's sword move.

Ding ding ding!

He Shaobing's long sword hit the blade of the Hongyan sword, making a crisp sound. He failed to hit the target, so he immediately raised his sword and struck Lin Xuan's head with a cold light coming from the tip of the sword.

Lin Xuan crossed his arms, and the red flame sword swept out. The heavy power forced He Shaobing to interrupt the sword move and step back to save his life. As soon as he retreated, a flaw was revealed. Lin Xuan's sword shook and stabbed through.