Chapter 802: Masked Youth
Tianjiao Arena is huge and magnificent, with shouts everywhere.
Jia Yuan originally wanted to watch Jiang Xuan's game before leaving. After all, a young man who can produce three sets of emperor-level spiritual techniques at once is not as simple as it seems on the surface. Jia Yuan naturally wants to make friends with him.
You know, even for him, the owner of Tianlin Village, it is very difficult to obtain a set of emperor-level spiritual techniques and exercises, let alone the extremely precious third-level emperor-level exercises, or even the fourth-level emperor-level exercises. Kung Fu.
Therefore, Jia Yuan was willing to lower his status and accompany Jiang Xuan to watch the game here. .??.??
However, a deacon from Tianlin Village came to Jia Yuan and said a few words. It seemed that there was something important waiting for him to deal with. Jia Yuan had no choice but to leave the Tianjiao Arena first.
On the other side, Jiang Xuan had already arrived at the competition stage in the early stage of Saint Realm.
However, the moment Jiang Xuan stepped onto the Saint Realm early stage competition stage, bursts of cynicism suddenly sounded from the surrounding auditorium.
"Who is this young man in white? His cultivation in the Dongxuan Realm has actually reached the early stage of the Saint Realm competition? Does he not want to live anymore and is deliberately looking for death?"
"There is also a silver mask on his face. Could it be that he is a young prodigy from a large sect?"
"Hmph, if this kid is really the genius of a large sect, how can he hide his true face? I think this kid is a lunatic."
Somewhere in the Tianjiao Competition Arena, Jia Zhouzheng looked down at Jiang Xuan on the Saint Realm early stage competition stage with a face of surprise.
"Hmph, Jiang Xuan, I didn't expect you to be so crazy. Instead of going to the Dongxuan Realm competition stage, you went to the Saint Realm early stage competition stage. Now I see how you will fail miserably and then be embarrassed in front of Princess Xue."
………
Jiang Xuan's first opponent was a big man wearing black armor. He held a ferocious long sword more than two meters long in his hand, and he had the third level of saint level cultivation.
This big man was a wandering martial artist. When he met Jiang Xuan, a "soft persimmon", he naturally jumped onto the competition platform. If he wanted to defeat Jiang Xuan, he would get a huge Yuan Jingshi reward.
The big man raised the long knife in his hand and pointed the tip of the knife at Jiang Xuan. He looked arrogant and licked his lips. His eyes were bloodthirsty and said: "Boy, if you want to become famous in a battle on the Tianjiao competition stage, just rely on one It's not enough to be passionate. Now, you can jump off the competition platform yourself, and I don't have to kill you."
Jiang Xuan shook his head, his eyes indifferent, and said: "Let's take action."
"So brave."
A trace of anger appeared on the big man's face. He didn't expect that Jiang Xuan would be so ignorant after he gave up the life of an ant like Jiang Xuan.
"Since you want to die, then I will send you to hell."
The long knife held in the big man's hand suddenly struck out seven times, each of which tore the air apart and burst into flames in the void.
This is a very powerful spiritual technique called the 'Seven Slashes of Fiery Flame'. Each sword is stronger and sharper than the last one. By the seventh sword, the entire competition stage is already a sea of fire.
The tall man stood in the sea of fire, like a flaming sword king. The long sword in his hand slashed across the sky, as if it was going to cut off and tear the entire competition platform.
"What a terrible sword technique!"
There were countless spectators around, all of them changed their minds.
They know that
The mysterious young man in white wearing a silver mask is dead.
Not to mention a Dongxuan Realm warrior, even a high-level Saint Realm master would be chopped into two halves by this sword and die miserably.
"Qiang!"
But at this moment, a sword sound sounded.
Everyone discovered that on the competition stage, the surging sea of fire was instantly torn apart by the sharp and cold sword light.
Click!
The next moment, the long knife in the big man's hand shattered, and an extremely ordinary long sword was pressed in front of his neck, just shy of piercing his throat.
The arrogance on the big man's face had long since dissipated. His pupils were constricted and his expression was horrified. He looked at the young man in white wearing a silver mask in front of him and said fiercely: "Thank you little brother for not killing me!"
"Go down."
Jiang Xuan took back his sword and said calmly.
"Yes Yes Yes."
The big man was very frightened, and naturally he did not dare to go against Jiang Xuan's will, so he immediately jumped off the competition platform.
"So strong."
"How can an ordinary wooden sword explode with such unparalleled sharpness and cut through the sea of fire?"
"This mysterious young man's swordsmanship is terrifying."
Countless people in the surrounding auditorium looked shocked.
The sword strike just now was so fast that they didn't catch the trajectory of Jiang Xuan's sword strike at all, and the battle was already over.
However, there were some experts present who discovered the clues.
In the Tianjiao Arena, above the auditorium, there are many VIP rooms, all of which are separate private rooms. Those who can watch the battle in them are all important figures with status.
At this time, in a private room of a VIP room, Wang Ning was wearing a red dress, her charming eyes were staring at the battle platform below, and said with a smile: "Brother Jiang Xuan, I didn't expect that , you have hidden it so deeply, and the artistic conception of swordsmanship has actually comprehended the clear heart of the sword. A young sword king is really powerful..."
Buzz!
But at this moment, the void beside Wang Ning trembled, and a figure shrouded in black robes stepped out. He said respectfully: "Master Demon Envoy, we have found out clearly that Princess Qingyao came to Tianlin incognito. Zhuang’s genius is better than the fighting arena.”
Hearing this, a coldness flashed in Wang Ning's eyes, and she said: "I originally wanted to ambush Princess Qingyao at the Heroes' Celebration Banquet, but I didn't expect that she did not come to the Heroes' Celebration Banquet at all, but instead came to Tianlin Village."
Wang Ning closed her eyes, and a tyrannical spiritual power suddenly spread out. In an instant, she captured the aura of Princess Qingyao. She said to the black-robed figure beside her: "Keep an eye on Princess Qingyao. Just kill her." This proud daughter of the Da Qi royal family is equivalent to cutting off one of the Qi Emperor's arms, and it will be much easier for our Evil Slaughter Clan to expand within the territory of Da Qi."
"Yes, Lord Demon!"
The black-robed figure hugged his fists, and then disappeared from the private room.
At this time, Wang Ning continued to look at Jiang Xuan who was standing on the underground competition stage, with a charming smile in his eyes, and murmured: "With your qualifications, you will definitely be able to enter Tianlin Academy in the future. When the time comes..."
"Oh, if the little witch hadn't given the order, she wanted to personally explore the secrets hidden in you, sister, I would have been unable to bear it." The Tianjiao Arena is huge and magnificent, with shouts everywhere.
Jia Yuan originally wanted to watch Jiang Xuan's game before leaving. After all, a young man who can produce three sets of emperor-level spiritual techniques at once is not as simple as it seems on the surface. Jia Yuan naturally wants to make friends with him.
You know, even for him, the owner of Tianlin Village, it is very difficult to obtain a set of emperor-level spiritual techniques and exercises, let alone the extremely precious third-level emperor-level exercises, or even the fourth-level emperor-level exercises. Kung Fu.
Therefore, Jia Yuan was willing to lower his status and accompany Jiang Xuan to watch the game here.
However, a deacon from Tianlin Village came to Jia Yuan and said a few words. It seemed that there was something important waiting for him to deal with. Jia Yuan had no choice but to leave the Tianjiao Arena first.
On the other side, Jiang Xuan had already arrived at the competition stage in the early stage of Saint Realm.
However, the moment Jiang Xuan stepped onto the Saint Realm early stage competition stage, bursts of cynicism suddenly sounded from the surrounding auditorium.
"Who is this young man in white? His cultivation in the Dongxuan Realm has actually reached the early stage of the Saint Realm competition? Does he not want to live anymore and is deliberately looking for death?"
"There is also a silver mask on his face. Could it be that he is a young prodigy from a large sect?"
"Hmph, if this kid is really the genius of a large sect, how can he hide his true face? I think this kid is a lunatic."
Somewhere in the Tianjiao Competition Arena, Jia Zhouzheng looked down at Jiang Xuan on the Saint Realm early stage competition stage with a face of surprise.
"Hmph, Jiang Xuan, I didn't expect you to be so crazy. Instead of going to the Dongxuan Realm competition stage, you went to the Saint Realm early stage competition stage. Now I see how you will fail miserably and then be embarrassed in front of Princess Xue."
………
Jiang Xuan's first opponent was a big man wearing black armor. He held a ferocious long sword more than two meters long in his hand, and he had the third level of saint level cultivation.
This big man was a wandering martial artist. When he met Jiang Xuan, a "soft persimmon", he naturally jumped onto the competition stage. If he wanted to defeat Jiang Xuan, he would get a huge Yuan Jingshi reward.
The big man raised the long knife in his hand and pointed the tip of the knife at Jiang Xuan. He looked arrogant and licked his lips. His eyes were bloodthirsty and said: "Boy, if you want to become famous in a battle on the Tianjiao competition stage, just rely on one It's not enough to be passionate. Now, you can jump off the competition platform yourself, and I don't have to kill you."
Jiang Xuan shook his head, his eyes indifferent, and said: "Let's take action."
"So brave."
A trace of anger appeared on the big man's face. He didn't expect that Jiang Xuan would be so ignorant after he gave up the life of an ant like Jiang Xuan.
"Since you want to die, then I will send you to hell."
The long knife held in the big man's hand suddenly struck out seven times, each of which tore the air apart and burst into flames in the void.
This is a very powerful spiritual technique called the 'Seven Slashes of Fiery Flame'. Each sword is stronger and sharper than the last one. By the seventh sword, the entire competition stage is already a sea of fire.
The tall man stood in the sea of fire, like a flaming sword king. The long sword in his hand slashed across the sky, as if it was going to cut off and tear the entire competition platform.
"What a terrible sword technique!"
There were countless spectators around, all of them changed their minds.
They know that
The mysterious young man in white wearing a silver mask is dead.
Not to mention a Dongxuan Realm warrior, even a high-level Saint Realm master would be chopped into two halves by this sword and die miserably.
"Qiang!"
But at this moment, a sword sound sounded.
Everyone discovered that on the competition stage, the surging sea of fire was instantly torn apart by the sharp and cold sword light.
Click!
The next moment, the long knife in the big man's hand shattered, and an extremely ordinary long sword was pressed in front of his neck, just shy of piercing his throat.
The arrogance on the big man's face had long since dissipated. His pupils were constricted and his expression was horrified. He looked at the young man in white wearing a silver mask in front of him and said fiercely: "Thank you little brother for not killing me!"
"Go down."
Jiang Xuan took back his sword and said calmly.
"Yes Yes Yes."
The big man was very frightened, and naturally he did not dare to go against Jiang Xuan's will, so he immediately jumped off the competition platform.
"So strong."
"How can an ordinary wooden sword explode with such unparalleled sharpness and cut through the sea of fire?"
"This mysterious young man's swordsmanship is terrifying."
Countless people in the surrounding auditorium looked shocked.
The sword strike just now was so fast that they didn't catch the trajectory of Jiang Xuan's sword strike at all, and the battle was already over.
However, there were some experts present who discovered the clues.
In the Tianjiao Arena, above the auditorium, there are many VIP rooms, all of which are separate private rooms. Those who can watch the battle in them are all important figures with status.
At this time, in a private room of a VIP room, Wang Ning was wearing a red dress, her charming eyes were staring at the battle platform below, and said with a smile: "Brother Jiang Xuan, I didn't expect that , you have hidden it so deeply, and the artistic conception of swordsmanship has actually comprehended the clear heart of the sword. A young sword king is really powerful..."
Buzz!
But at this moment, the void beside Wang Ning trembled, and a figure shrouded in black robes stepped out. He said respectfully: "Master Demon Envoy, we have found out clearly that Princess Qingyao came to Tianlin incognito. Zhuang’s genius is better than the fighting arena.”
Hearing this, a coldness flashed in Wang Ning's eyes, and she said: "I originally wanted to ambush Princess Qingyao at the Heroes' Celebration Banquet, but I didn't expect that she did not come to the Heroes' Celebration Banquet at all, but instead came to Tianlin Village."
Wang Ning closed her eyes, and a tyrannical spiritual power suddenly spread out. She instantly captured the aura of Princess Qingyao. She said to the black-robed figure next to her: "Keep an eye on Princess Qingyao. Just kill her." This proud daughter of the Da Qi royal family is equivalent to cutting off one of the Qi Emperor's arms, and it will be much easier for our Evil Slaughter Clan to expand within the territory of Da Qi."
"Yes, Lord Demon!"
The black-robed figure hugged his fists, and then disappeared from the private room.
At this time, Wang Ning continued to look at Jiang Xuan who was standing on the underground competition stage, with a charming smile in his eyes, and murmured: "With your qualifications, you will definitely be able to enter Tianlin Academy in the future. When the time comes..."
"Well, if the little witch hadn't given the order and she wanted to personally explore the secrets hidden in you, sister, I would have been unable to bear it."
