Chapter 41: challenge

In the following days, Lin Xuan went to the mountain to practice swords during the day, and practiced longevity tactics at night, and occasionally went to the mission hall to repair the swords and earn some contribution points.

A day like this is flying fast, and in a flash, half a month has passed.

The atmosphere of the outer gate was also changing quietly. Many disciples returned from Taihang Mountain to prepare for the next inner gate trials. Only by entering the inner door can they be regarded as true Xuantianzong disciples. In it, not only can they learn advanced martial arts, but also the guidance of senior monks, plus various rich cultivation resources. Squeeze inside.

At the same time, a new ranking of outsiders has also been released. Many outsiders have been discussing this issue and checking their rankings these days.

外 The ranking of this outside door is only the top 500. It is based on the performance of the disciples on the peace day, roughly estimates the combat effectiveness, and then sends the list.

没 No one knows who this maker is. Some people once refused to accept it because of the lower rankings. Except for hundreds of such things, the final result is the same as the ranking.

At this point, the disciples accepted the list and used it as an important means to understand the strength of others.

On the No. 3 performance martial arts field, He Shaobing looked at the exquisite booklet in his hand, and a look of anger appeared on his face. This booklet is exactly the ranking of outside doors. It is very beautifully made, but it does not attract He Shaobing's interest at all.

"Hum!" He put the pamphlets together and forced them into his hands. Soon, the roster became a ball of powder.

"Too deceiving people! Dare to lower my ranking!" He Shaobing's anger was burning. He was originally the 100th in the rankings and belonged to the top disciples, but who would have ranked him at 101st this time.

Don't look at it just one difference, but the meaning contained in it is very different. Among the tens of thousands of outside disciples, the top one hundred are top disciples, and the first-tier genius will receive the Special attention. And now he is 101, and he has become a disciple of the second echelon, and his identity is completely different.

He replaced him as the 100th place, and was a new disciple named Lin Xuan.

"A young disciple who just joined the outside door, why can I be ranked one hundred! I don't agree!" He Shaobing clenched the sword in his hand.

"Small soldiers, calm down," said a slightly fat disciple next to him. "I have heard of this Lin Xuan. Recently, he has had a lot of trouble with the Shenwei regiment. It is said that he lost a lot of Shenwei regiment's disciples in a row, and he must have some strength. "

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

Wu Xuan Tianzong has a large outside door and many disciples. Not everyone knows Lin Xuan, and there are so many things happening every day. They have long forgotten the reputation of a young disciple.

"It's not because you are afraid to lose, but you don't have to do it. You can beat him upright in the internal selection conference?"

He Shaobing had no words, but cold flashes of light from time to time in his eyes.

Uh ...

No. 7 performance martial arts field, northwest corner.

Tong Linxuan was holding the Red Sword, and was meticulously practicing. This is a new technique he learned, Gushan Sword Technique, which belongs to the Huangjie Intermediate Martial Arts.

This swordsmanship is different from the previous Lin Xuan's swordsmanship. It is not known for its speed, but for the heavy and heavy one. The speed is very slow, and each sword has enough power.

Huo Huo! Huo!

Lin Xuan's move was very wide-ranging. He used to study the fast sword before, but now he is learning the slow sword, which gives him a new insight.

This lone peak swordsmanship is about stability, accuracy, and fierceness. Although the speed is slow, as long as the timing is good, it can definitely kill you. Through today's slow sword practice, Lin Xuan's grasp of timing in battle is much stronger than before.

Fast sword is to seize the opportunity to pay attention to the enemy first, while slow sword is to catch the mistakes made by the opponent, or make mistakes. Combining speed and speed, Lin Xuan's swordsmanship has surpassed the past.

When Zheng Zheng was immersed in swordsmanship, a young boy came forward.

Thinner, big eyes, cold eyes.

"You're Lin Xuan?" The boy's tone was bad.

"Yes." Lin Xuan stood with his sword and asked, "What is it?"

"Destroy you and regain my place!" The young man is He Shaobing.

Yuan Linxuan was a little confused: "What rank?"

"Eat less garlic, you just need to tell me, can't accept the challenge!" He Shaobing yelled.

The shouting of He Shaobing made the disciples around Wushu look back. Just then, a chubby boy came from a distance. He grabbed He Shaobing's hand and said, "Young soldier, let's go!"

"Xiao Wei, you don't need to worry about me, I must defeat him today!" He Shaobing said in a loud voice, "The weak are not worthy of having that place!"

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

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

"It's no wonder that I got angry and was crawled onto my head by a kid who just entered the outside door. If I were, I would be anxious!"

Uh ...

He Linxuan opened his ears, and he understood it.

既然 "Since you want to fight, come on!" Lin Xuan just wanted to confirm the Gushan swordsmanship ~ www.readwn.com ~ Huh! He Shaobing said with a gritted tooth. "You'd better give it all, or you will lose badly!" "

翻 He flipped his palms, took out the array, hit his hands with spiritual power, the blue flag rose against the wind, and a clang was inserted into the ground, forming a small ring.

Array flag battle!

Lin Linxuan is no stranger. He has played this kind of game with the disciples of Shenwei. At the moment, he pulled up the red flaming sword and walked into the banner with a lazy smile.

He Shaobing snorted coldly, his body moved, and he collapsed into it.

The disciples around him stopped the things in their hands and surrounded them. The disciple named Xiao Wei waited with big eyes and looked nervously.

"Come on!" Lin Xuan crossed Hongyan's sword across her chest, standing upright.

Huh!

A sudden burst of cold mang burst out and made a rapid noise.

He Shaobing's body was shaking, and he rushed forward quickly. The long sword around his waist was a little bit cold. In the blink of an eye, he had come to Lin Xuan's side, his wrist trembled, and the long sword flew like a viper.

The speed is so impressive!

"Fast sword flow ..." Lin Xuan raised her eyebrows, moved her feet slightly, adjusted her figure, and at the same time gently sent the big sword in her hand, cutting off He Shaobing's sword move.

Ding Ding Ding Ding!

He Shaobing's long sword hit the blade of Hongyan Great Sword, making a clear sound. He couldn't get a blow, and immediately raised his sword, the sword tipped coldly and hit Lin Xuan's head.

Gao Linxuan's arm was crossed, and Hongyan sword swept out. The heavy force forced He Shaobing to interrupt the sword move and backed off to save his life. His retreat immediately revealed a flaw. Lin Xuan's great sword struck the past ~ www.readwn.com ~ Welcome the book readers to read, the latest, fastest and hottest serial works are all in ~ www.readwn .com ~