Chapter 337: Great Zhou Martial Arts Competition, Geniuses From Seven Countries, Nothing More Than Just So-So

"Dang!"

The sword energy collided with the black meteorite sword, making a loud noise that made everyone on the martial arts field dizzy.

"Brother Changsheng, you can use all your strength. I want to see where your limit is?"

After Ji Han finished speaking, the Emperor's Sword cut through the void again and stabbed towards Ci Song.

The sword light flashed, and the eyes of the people in the martial arts field could no longer distinguish between the sword energy and the void.

"Dang!"

The black meteorite sword collided with the Emperor's Sword again. At the same time, a golden light suddenly burst out from Ci Song's body. With this golden light, his strength increased again. The black meteorite sword in his hand also turned golden under the connotation of golden talent.

"One sword light chills fourteen states."

Ci Song chanted a sentence in his heart, and the golden meteorite sword cut through the void and slashed towards Ji Han's head. With this sword light, a huge crack seemed to appear on the martial arts field. This crack was spreading rapidly, and it seemed to be accompanied by this sword light, splitting the entire martial arts field into two.

"The Emperor's Sword, one sword decides the fate of the country."

A dragon roar sounded from Ji Han's side, and the Emperor's Sword in his hand turned into a golden dragon and roared towards Ci Song.

"Buzz!"

The golden dragon and the golden sword collided in the air, making a huge roar. Everyone on the martial arts field felt their ears roaring, as if they had lost their hearing.

In the center of the martial arts field, the golden dragon and the golden sword collided fiercely in the air. Every collision was accompanied by a loud noise, and every collision made everyone on the martial arts field feel palpitations.

"Is this Ning Changsheng really a juren?"

"Everyone says that if Mohist disciples do not have mechanical skills, they are just ordinary people, but this foreign disciple is so strong?"

"This is the gap between the secular world and the literary world."

Outside the martial arts field, everyone talked a lot, but what they talked about most was Ci Song's strength. They did not expect Ci Song to burst out such a powerful force and fight the new Zhou emperor to a draw.

"Zheng!"

Another collision, this time, the golden dragon and the golden sword collapsed at the same time, turning into countless fragments and whistling towards the people on the martial arts field.

"Be careful!"

Outside the martial arts field, someone shouted, and then everyone dispersed, fearing that they would be hurt by these fragments.

"Zheng, Zheng, Zheng!"

The fragments fell to the ground, making a sound of metal collision, and then these fragments turned into golden small swords again, floating in the air.

"What a great emperor sword."

Ci Song looked at the small sword floating in the air, nodded slightly, and then his figure flashed and came to the edge of the martial arts field.

"What a great Ning Changsheng."

Ji Han looked at Ci Song in the distance and came to the other side of the martial arts field.

"This battle, there is no winner. How about it?"

Ji Han spoke slowly. He found that the strength of Ning Changsheng in front of him was even more unfathomable than he had imagined. It seemed that his every move was predicted by the opponent. If the two sides really fought a life-and-death battle, I am afraid that he would not have much chance of winning.

Ci Song did not speak, but nodded. He had already known Ji Han's background. This Zhou Emperor was actually very talented, and his strength was already top-notch in the secular world, but his real strength was not much different from Mo Shisan, whom he had fought before.

"Perhaps this is a problem of vision. After all, the Great Zhou royal family was once the master of the continent. The new Zhou Emperor is too arrogant, and now he is still immersed in the so-called fantasy of the Great Zhou royal family. He doesn't know that he has become a frog in the well, and he doesn't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is."

In the past few days, Ci Song and Ji Han have been in contact, and found that Ji Han does have the arrogance of the Great Zhou royal family, but this arrogance has turned into arrogance in him. He is so arrogant that he despises the literati in the world and the method of cultivating talent. One day, he will pay the price for this arrogance.

But what does this have to do with him, Ci Song?

"Changsheng is only blessed by the talent method, so he can fight the emperor to a draw."

Ci Song put away the meteorite sword, bowed to Ji Han, and then walked off the stage. He had no intention of watching the Great Zhou martial arts competition. After all, the gap between these so-called "top talents of the seven countries" and the talents Ci Song had seen in the battle between heaven and man was huge.

Most people here are just scholars, and Juren is already the best among these people. As for Jinshi, there is none.

Such a high-quality martial arts competition, for Ci Song, there is no improvement at all. It is better for him to read books and taste the legalist learning.

Ji Han also returned to the high platform at this time. He looked at Ci Song's back and said nothing.

"Emperor, are you sure you can defeat this man?"

On the high platform, Taifu Hou looked at Ci Song's back and asked Ji Han who had just competed.

"What is Taifu talking about?" Ji Han raised his head in confusion and looked at the high platform.

"Of course it is related to the Great Zhou Secret Realm."

"Taifu, don't worry. I have a plan for this trip to the Great Zhou Secret Realm." Ji Han said confidently.

"Your Highness, remember one thing, don't be proud and complacent. Ning Changsheng's strength has exceeded that of ordinary candidates."

Taifu Hou gave a warning. As a good friend of the previous Zhou Emperor, although he only had the cultivation level of Xian Realm, he could clearly see the gap between Ji Han and Ci Song. However, he was a little worried about Ji Han's current state.

"Taifu, don't worry. I understand." Ji Han nodded, and the confidence on his face did not fade.

"Son of the Emperor, we will continue to learn martial arts. The Secret Realm of the Great Zhou Dynasty and the others must not be arrogant and complacent. Only by being modest and prudent can we rise to the top."

"What the Master taught me, I took note of it."

. . . . . . .

In Fenglin Continent, Mirage is sitting on the top of Fenglin, quietly looking at the treasure land that he has guarded for thousands of years. Now Fenglin Continent is no longer what it used to be, but Mirage still remembers the agreement he made with Kong Sheng.

"After a thousand-year promise, I, Mirage Dragon, have completed my mission. Kong Sheng, now I am also going to die. After all, I still have not set foot in the fairy world."

Mirage whispered in a low voice, and then he flashed and came to a place in Fenglin Continent, which was the Immortal's Mansion. When he came to the Immortal's Mansion, he bowed to the Immortal Tower and said, "Senior, Mirage The dragon asks for a meeting.”

The white figure came to the mirage, looking at the mirage with a hint of helplessness in its eyes, "With your cultivation, you could have shattered the void and soared away, but now that the earth has changed drastically, saints cannot soar, and you are also repelled by the great road. ”

"Senior, this junior is about to die. I have a question in my mind. I hope senior can answer it."

The figure of the mirage has become illusory at this moment, and its voice is getting louder and softer.

"Just ask."

"Is the fairy world really as dreamlike and illusory as the world says, making people forget to leave?" Mirage asked, and as he spoke, his figure became more and more illusory.

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