Supreme Emperor of Swords - Chapter 79
[Chapter 79 The Covenant of Three Swords]
In the distance, the owner of that pair of beautiful eyes also revealed a hint of surprise on the flawless face: “Such a swordsmanship… So you still have another chance, so you have finally grasped a glimmer of victory?”
On the management stage, amid the surprised discussions of the bigwigs, Yin Yifei and Lu Qi looked embarrassed, Cheng Fei laughed unceremoniously, Leng Yixuan still squinted his eyes, but the corners of his mouth But it lifted a soft arc.
These people are all real powerhouses, and their eyes are so vicious, it is natural to see how amazing Ding Hao’s sudden sword stance is just now.
This sword alone is enough to win the game for Ding Hao.
“Second sword.”
Li Muyun’s body was filled with lavender flames, and the purple mist spread out in a ring shape. His aura rose endlessly, and in a blink of an eye, he surpassed the middle of the Four Apertures Martial Disciple Realm. Start again.
Everyone narrowed their eyes.
Because Li Muyun’s long sword, at this moment, burst into a dazzling brilliance, like a small purple sun, a sword in his hand transformed into two, three, four… ten !
This is a very weird scene!
Li Muyun’s sword was like smashing the light, making people’s vision shattered, unable to capture the most deadly sword shadow at all.
“[Taiyifen Lightsaber]!”
Li Lan in the surrounding crowd was shocked and couldn’t help exclaiming.
His origin is mysterious, and his family knowledge is extremely profound. He recognized at a glance that the sword technique that Li Muyun used was the most famous human-level profound martial art [Tai Yifen Lightsaber] in the Sword Sect.
The original of this swordsmanship is stored in Wenjianzong’s Tibetan Sword Hall, and it is one of the six hundred and eighty-nine unique swordsmanships of Wenjianzong.
Among the human-level profound arts and combat skills, the [Tai Yifen Lightsaber] is definitely the best, and its power is even comparable to the low-level. Points, or very special reasons, can be learned.
How did Li Muyun learn this mysterious sword skill?
What is his identity?
At the same moment, on the viewing platform, many people who knew the origin of this sword skill showed shocked expressions.
Clang!
The long sword was thrown out like a long rainbow, and it slammed into the ground of the No. 1 arena, piercing the rock blessed by the inscription master, almost without a handle, humming and shaking.
“You win, I can’t break your swordsmanship.” Throwing the long sword, Li Muyun looked at Ding Hao and said indifferently.
Ding Hao looked at his opponent in surprise.
The covenant of three swords, and the last sword.
Unexpectedly, at this time, Li Muyun would voluntarily admit defeat.
A moment ago, the [Tai Yifen Lightsaber] displayed by the first person in the White-shirted Intermediate Court [Qiyi League] was amazingly powerful. Back ten steps.
However, the [Taiichi Points Lightsaber] failed to completely crack the [Closed Door Thank You Sword Style] in the end.
“I can’t think of any other swordsmanship that can break through your strange sword style, so you won this competition.” Li Muyun didn’t show the slightest decadence on his face, and said calmly: “But , Our Three Swords Covenant is still valid, the remaining sword, postpone it for the time being, one day, I will find a way to break it, and use this last sword to completely defeat you!”
To be honest, at this moment, even Ding Hao was a little impressed by the genius of the king in front of him.
This bearing, this calmness, and this pride cannot be imitated by others at all.
For Li Muyun, being the first in the five academies did not seem to be enough to make him as fanatical as other named disciples.
Ding Hao nodded: “Okay, there is one more sword, I am waiting for you.”
Li Muyun nodded, his figure flashed, and his figure was graceful, like an unrestrained bird, he jumped directly off the ring, and in the commotion of the crowd, he gradually disappeared and disappeared in the distance.
Even the judge was stunned for a while, and then hesitantly announced loudly: “Qingshan East Court, Ding Haosheng!”
“Ula!”
“Senior Brother Ding is amazing!”
“Long live! Long live Senior Brother Ding! Long live Qingshan East Court!”
There was cheering from the arena, and the disciples in the East Courtyard couldn’t contain their excitement, and they cheered and shouted frantically. The twists and turns of the competition made them think that Ding Hao would lose, although they knew that in the end, Ding Hao would lose. Brother still created a miracle and became the final victor.
The disciples of the White Shirt Intermediate Court had complicated expressions.
The dream of the first five-academy competition final by two white-shirted middle-school powerhouses was shattered.
Although people with discerning eyes can see that Ding Hao is far inferior to Li Muyun in terms of profound energy level and fighting power against the enemy, they must also admit that Ding Hao blocked Li Muyun’s attack twice in a row at the end of the sword technique. Incredible.
In other words, no one, even stronger than Li Muyun, would be able to crack Ding Hao’s defensive swordsmanship.
It is also a manifestation of strength.
And Ding Hao’s entry into the final is well deserved.
And Li Muyun, he was so proud, so proud that if he couldn’t beat Ding Hao as he thought, he would rather admit defeat!
The collision of two geniuses, in the end, the lucky one wins.
There are still less than three hours before dark.
The red sun hangs over the mountains and peaks in the west, emitting the last heat. In less than a month, the short autumn will end, and the land of Selangor will quickly enter the long and cold winter. There is no such warm sunshine.
The second stage of the martial arts area, the crowd gathered at this time has reached the peak of the day.
On the periphery, some ordinary people in the garbage slum area of Houshan who had finished the cleaning work that day, also began to appear, and they were watching from a distance the first central arena they had obtained, because they heard that a genius who also came from the garbage slum area. The young man, all the way, was amazing, defeated all kinds of opponents, and finally entered the final of the five-court competition of the named disciples.
This is the first time in many years.
Although some of them did not know Ding Hao, they were also excited and proud.
All they can do is stand here and take a look from a distance, and use this humble way to cheer for this teenager who came from a garbage slum.
Among the crowd were Zhao Xingcheng and his parents.
This juvenile bully in the old garbage slum area, since he was beaten for provoking Ding Hao, has a tendency to change his mind and make a prodigal son. The Sequoia West Courtyard, which was completely wiped out this time, has changed to be restless and arrogant.
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