Chapter 6776 The sword light dissipates

The confrontation between the two lasted for a moment. In an instant, the sword suddenly rose like the moon. The sword energy in Qingyun's hand condensed and suddenly shot out in a gradual manner.

A trace of solemnity flashed in Xuanhua's eyes, and the sword light and Qingyun's sword energy intertwined in mid-air. In an instant, the hearts of the disciples in the square seemed to have stopped.

However, what happened next was beyond everyone's expectations. At that moment, the intersection of the two swords' intentions actually showed a mysterious resonance, and the sword energy solidified in the air.

"This is..." The disciples looked at this sudden scene in surprise and listened in disbelief to the strange resonance of the two sword energies. In front of their eyes, a strange and gorgeous picture appeared like a dream.

Then, the sword light dissipated, and both Qingyun and Xuanhua stopped attacking, as if they had reached some kind of tacit agreement. The two of them looked at each other and felt an indescribable realization in their hearts, as if they had realized a higher level of swordsmanship at that moment.

The disciples were stunned. They had never seen such a scene before. Their sword intentions blended together, forming an indescribable state of transformation, which seemed to tell the most profound meaning of the sword. At this moment, it was not only a duel, but also A touch of kendo.

As the sword energy dissipated, Xuanhua and Qingyun nodded to each other, smiled at each other, and ended the duel as if they had a tacit understanding. They put away their swords, took a few steps back, and saluted each other.

The disciples in the square were excited, and cheers resounded through the sky.

This competition was not only a fierce battle, but also a fascinating touch of kendo. Everyone present was shocked by this scene.

After this shocking duel, Xuanhua and Qingyun's swordsmanship aroused everyone's admiration, and also triggered a period of discussion and thinking among the disciples of the Star Dragon Sect.

This match ended in a draw.

The next time, Chen Xuan was beaten again.

In the Xinglong Sect Square, the disciples watching the battle gathered together and talked a lot. Their eyes were fixed on Chen Xuan who was preparing to take the stage not far away. Some were full of curiosity and expectation for him, while others showed a trace of contempt. look.

"Look, isn't that Chen Xuan? I heard that the skills he practiced are quite ordinary, how could he achieve anything in the competition?" Some disciples were talking in low voices, with a hint of disdain in their eyes.

"Yes, I also heard that his cultivation level is not high. I'm afraid he can't even be considered a mid-level player." Another disciple sneered and had no expectations for Chen Xuan's performance.

On the side, some elders were also talking among themselves.

"Although Chen Xuan's cultivation level is not particularly high, he is quite scheming in actual combat. He has some unexpected methods and may have some unexpected performances." An elder said in a deep voice, maintaining a trace of expectation for Chen Xuan. .

"But the skills he practiced are indeed not eye-catching among the Star Dragon Sect. I'm afraid it will be difficult to make a big breakthrough." Another elder agreed, showing doubts about Chen Xuan.

Chen Xuan stood in the middle of the square, staring at his opponent in front of him. He was smiling and calm, as if he didn't care about the comments around him.

Suddenly, a young disciple came forward and looked at Chen Xuan coldly.

"Chen Xuan, with your level of cultivation, you dare to participate in the competition. Aren't you afraid of embarrassment?" He said provocatively, speaking as loudly as possible to attract the attention of the crowd.

Chen Xuan raised his head and smiled slightly.

"Don't worry, we will see the outcome in the competition." He responded calmly, with a calm and confident look in his eyes.

"Haha, it seems that you are overestimating your own capabilities! Such a low-level disciple dares to belittle himself without knowing how high the sky is!" The provocative disciple laughed, causing some people around him to boo.

The audience present were talking one after another. Some people were quite cold towards Chen Xuan, even with ridicule and contempt. Chen Xuan's expression remained calm. He seemed to have been accustomed to such eyes and comments on him.

Not far away, some elders were also whispering to each other.

"Maybe he has some trump cards." An elder said softly, maintaining a glimmer of hope for Chen Xuan.

"However, in terms of cultivation, he is indeed not comparable to other disciples." Another elder said with a hint of worry.

Chen Xuan's opponent came on stage and glanced around. He looked at Chen Xuan and smiled sarcastically.

"Chen Xuan, I want to see what abilities you, a low-level disciple, have." His tone was arrogant, looking down on Chen Xuan in front of him.

Chen Xuan smiled softly: "Don't be impatient. The game has begun. We will see the result later."

The eyes of everyone present were focused on the two of them, and they all had different expectations in their hearts.

The game was about to begin. Chen Xuan faced the challenge with a calm attitude and took a deep breath.

The game begins. The opponent quickly launched a powerful spell attack, and the flames attacked Chen Xuan. Chen Xuan frowned slightly, but did not panic. There was a touch of calmness and thinking in his eyes.

"It seems that the challenge is not small." Chen Xuan whispered to himself, his figure was as agile as a swimming dragon. He quickly dodged and avoided the sky fire attack, walking lightly as if he was dancing.

The opponent's offensive became more and more fierce, but Chen Xuan still remained calm and alert. He kept moving and accurately avoided every attack, leaving no opportunity for his opponent to take advantage of.

Suddenly, Chen Xuan's body swayed, and his speed was so fast that it was elusive. In an instant, he appeared next to his opponent. This fast movement was surprising, and it seemed to exceed the limits of ordinary people.

The confrontation between the two lasted for a moment. In an instant, the sword moves suddenly rose like the moon, and the sword energy in Qingyun's hand condensed and suddenly shot out in a gradual manner.

A trace of solemnity flashed in Xuanhua's eyes, and the sword light and Qingyun's sword energy intertwined in the air. In an instant, the hearts of the disciples in the square seemed to stagnate.

However, the scene that happened next was beyond everyone's expectations. At that moment, the intersection of the two people's sword intentions actually showed a mysterious resonance, and the sword energy solidified in the air.

"This is..." The disciples looked at this sudden scene in surprise, and listened to the strange resonance of the two sword energies in disbelief. In front of them, a strange and gorgeous picture appeared like a dream.

Then, the sword light dissipated, and Qingyun and Xuanhua stopped attacking, as if they had reached some kind of tacit understanding. The two looked at each other, and they all had an indescribable understanding in their hearts, as if they had realized a higher level of sword realm at that moment.

The disciples were all stunned. They had never seen such a scene before. Their sword intentions blended together to form an indescribable state of transformation, as if telling the ultimate mystery of the sword. At this moment, it was not only a duel, but also a touch of the sword.

As the sword energy dissipated, Xuanhua and Qingyun nodded to each other and smiled at each other, as if they had tacitly ended the duel. They put away their swords, stepped back a few steps, and saluted each other.

The disciples in the square were boiling, and cheers resounded through the sky.

This competition was not only a fierce battle, but also a fascinating touch of the sword. Everyone present was shocked by this scene.

After this shocking duel, Xuanhua and Qingyun's sword realm aroused the admiration of everyone, and also triggered a discussion and thinking among the disciples of Xinglong Sect.

This game ended in a draw.

And the next time, Chen Xuan was outlasted again.

In the Xinglong Sect Square, the disciples who were watching the game gathered together and talked a lot. They looked at Chen Xuan who was about to go on stage not far away. Some of them were full of curiosity and expectation for him, while others showed a hint of contempt.

"Look, isn't that Chen Xuan? I heard that the technique he practices is quite ordinary. How could he win in the competition?" Some disciples whispered with a hint of disdain in their eyes.

"Yes, I also heard that his cultivation is not high. I'm afraid he is not even in the middle." Another disciple sneered and did not expect Chen Xuan's performance.

On the side, some elders were also whispering.

"Although Chen Xuan's cultivation is not particularly high, he is quite scheming in actual combat. He has some unexpected means and may have some unexpected performances." An elder said in a deep voice, keeping a little expectation for Chen Xuan.

"But the technique he practices is indeed not eye-catching in the Xinglong Sect. I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to make a big breakthrough." Another elder echoed, showing doubts about Chen Xuan.

Chen Xuan stood in the middle of the square, staring at his opponent in front of him. He smiled and looked calm, as if he didn't care about the discussions around him.

Suddenly, a young disciple stepped forward and looked at Chen Xuan coldly.

"Chen Xuan, you dare to participate in the competition with your cultivation level. Aren't you afraid of being embarrassed?" He said provocatively, trying to make his voice as loud as possible to attract the attention of the crowd.

Chen Xuan raised his head and smiled slightly.

"Don't worry, the competition will be decided." He responded lightly, revealing a calm confidence in his eyes.

"Haha, it seems that you are overestimating yourself! Such a low-level disciple dares to belittle himself and doesn't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is!" The provocative disciple laughed loudly, causing some people around to follow suit.

The audience on the scene talked about it. Some people were quite cold to Chen Xuan, even with sarcasm and contempt. Chen Xuan's expression was still calm. He seemed to have long been accustomed to such eyes and evaluations of him.

Not far away, some elders were also whispering.

"Maybe he has some good cards." An elder said softly, keeping a glimmer of hope for Chen Xuan.

"However, his cultivation is indeed not enough to be compared with other disciples." Another elder said with a trace of worry.

Chen Xuan's opponent came on stage, his eyes swept around, he looked at Chen Xuan and smiled sarcastically.

"Chen Xuan, I want to see what skills you, a low-level disciple, have." He said arrogantly, looking down on Chen Xuan in front of him.

Chen Xuan smiled softly: "Don't be impatient, the game has begun, and you will see the result."

Everyone present focused their eyes on the two of them, and they all had different expectations in their hearts.

The game was about to begin, and Chen Xuan greeted the challenge with a calm attitude. He took a deep breath.

The game began. The opponent quickly launched a powerful spell attack, and the flames attacked Chen Xuan. Chen Xuan frowned slightly, but he was not panicked. There was a touch of calmness and thinking in his eyes.

"It seems like a big challenge." Chen Xuan whispered to himself, his body as agile as a swimming dragon. He dodged quickly and avoided the skyfire attack, his steps were light, as if dancing.

The opponent's attack became more and more fierce, but Chen Xuan remained calm and alert. He kept moving and accurately dodged every attack, leaving no chance for the opponent.

Suddenly, Chen Xuan's figure flashed, his speed was so fast that it was hard to predict. In an instant, he appeared next to the opponent. This fast movement was surprising and seemed to exceed the limit of ordinary people.