"Then please invite the person whose name is called to come on stage." Fan Bin picked up a roster from behind and read from it.

"Beijing Sun Family, Sun Xiaochen!"

"exist."

In the stands, a handsome young man of thirty years old, holding a long sword, jumped onto the martial arts stage with a slight leap. His cultivation was on the third floor of the foundation.

"Strike your sword with all your strength." Fan Bin put his hands behind his back, looking like a master.

"Okay, take my sword." Sun Xiaochen roared, and with a flick of his wrist, the long sword in his palm made a sharp roar and stabbed straight towards Elder Fan.

Fan Bin didn't even raise his eyelids, he didn't even move, his feet were firmly on the ground, and his whole body was filled with true energy.

Soon, the surface of his body was covered with thick infuriating energy. From a distance, he looked like he was wearing a piece of armor composed of pieces of golden armor, which looked majestic.

"when"

The young man's sword made a metallic crisp sound when it touched the Zhenqi armor.

Sun Xiaochen felt like he was impaled on a hard copper wall. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move forward even half an inch.

"This is Elder Fan Bin's self-created technique, the Innate Golden Dragon Armor."

"This magical skill is said to have invincible defense. It can be condensed into armor with true energy and attached to the body. Even high-grade magic weapons cannot break his defense."

When Ye Xiao heard that someone was talking about his self-created technique, he couldn't help but take a second look, then he looked away, curled his lips, and shook his head.

"You spend all your energy on defense, how can you attack? It's really hopelessly stupid."

In the past five thousand years, Ye Xiao has also acquired many defensive skills, but he has not practiced them.

Because he discovered that offense is the best defense.

"If this is all your strength, you can go down." Fan Bin said calmly, as if he was not satisfied with the sword just now.

"I still have a sword to draw, please give me some advice from my seniors!"

The young man named Sun on the field took a deep breath, not daring to hold anything back, and quickly changed his sword moves, with a little bit of true energy glowing on the long sword.

"The pear blossoms are falling in the rain!"

Then he shouted loudly, and saw his long sword shaking slightly, and every time it shook, a little bit of sword light would fall out. The breath of the sword light surged as he swallowed and exhaled, split into three at the tip of the sword, and went straight to Elder Fan's body.

Three important points.

"Dang Dang Dang"

There were three more golden sounds, and Sun Xiaochen looked in disbelief, and was forced to retreat by the backlash. He took five steps back before stopping.

His tiger's mouth was so painful that he was shaking uncontrollably.

"I have no sword intention. I can barely manage to strike three times with one sword, but my strength is weak. I should go back and practice for a few more years." Fan Bin shook his head and commented.

Then he clapped his palms, and a pair of cyan palm prints appeared. With a single sweep, he swept the young man named Sun off the martial arts stage with his sword.

Sun Xiaochen was caught off guard and fell off the martial arts stage. He had no shame in staying here anymore and left in despair.

"Even the Sun Family's Huajiancuo Sword couldn't pass. Elder Fan's assessment is a bit harsh." A young man holding a sword sighed in the stands.

His cultivation level was similar to that of Sun Xiaochen, both of them were at the initial level of foundation building, so he couldn't help but feel discouraged.

"Hey, I'm not even as good as this Sun Xiaochen. It seems like I'm delusional to try to pass."

"I guess there's no chance this year, so I'd better give up and wait for next year!"

Seeing Sun Xiaochen's fate, many people couldn't help but feel sad.

"Next, Tianquan Sword Sect, Jin Weili." Elder Fan read out the next name.

"exist."

A young man with a handsome face and a sword on his back walked onto the ring. He was the cultivator of the Tianquan Sword Sect who just wanted to beat Ye Xiao until he called him daddy.

The aura around him was much more powerful than the young man just now. He had reached the middle stage of the Golden Core before he was forty years old.

As soon as he came on the stage, many female practitioners in the audience immediately let out exclamations of surprise.

"Ah ah ah, senior brother Jin Weili, come on!"

"Ah, Senior Brother Jin, I love you!"

"Senior Brother Jin is so handsome. I want to give birth to a monkey for you!!"

…

"It seems that many people know him? Are you going to give him a monkey?" Ye Xiao was a little surprised.

Does Tianquan Sword Sect have many female disciples?

However, the clothes these women wore were not from the Tianquan Sword Sect.

"They are not disciples of Tianquan Sword Sect. This Tianquan Sword Sect's Jin Weili won the first place in last year's sword competition and his strength is not bad. He is good-looking and naturally attracts many fans. These girls are here

Let’s cheer him on.”

Wang Rui explained to Ye Xiao.

"What are vermicelli? Can you eat it?" Ye Xiao asked with a puzzled look on his face.

“…”

"Please enlighten me!"

The young man bowed and released his breath.

Immediately after the sword came out of the body, the three-foot green peak was like a white sword. Under the control of Jin Weili, it rushed towards Elder Fan at an extremely fast speed.

An expert will know if there is one as soon as he takes action.

As soon as he drew his long sword, the martial arts stage was filled with a strong sword energy.

"Earth springs from the sky"

Jin Weili shouted loudly, raised the tip of the sword in his hand, and a silver stream of light drew a beautiful arc. Suddenly, the sword blade formed by a large amount of sword energy spurted out like a waterfall.

"Wow, as expected of Senior Brother Jin, what a beautiful swordsmanship!"

"Ah, he's so handsome, I'm going to faint."

…

Someone in the audience immediately screamed.

"Are people so stupid nowadays?" Ye Xiao frowned, obviously not liking this atmosphere.

Jin Weili's sword was very flashy and far from passing the standard.

But when the audience in the audience praised him like this, even the shit became more delicious.

"This is the power of the navy!" Wang Rui explained.

"Navy army, what is it again?"

…

While the two were talking,

Boom boom boom

I remembered a series of explosions on the field

The sword blade released by the Earthly Surge Tianquan hit the wall of air in front of Fan Bin, making bursts of explosive roars. In the air, ripples visible to the naked eye spread out, rolling up waves of air.

Scattered sword energy fell around him, smashing the floor tiles of the martial arts stage into pieces.

The golden armor in front of Elder Fan shook slightly under this blow, and cracks appeared on the outermost piece of armor under the continuous impact.

"Can this blow catch Mr. Fan's eye?"

After one move, Jin Weili stood calmly on the martial arts field, his eyes were arrogant, and he asked lightly.

Everyone could see that he didn't use his full strength in the move just now.

But even so, it is hundreds of times better than Sun Xiaochen who was the first to play.

"Well, one sword turns hundreds of blows, and these hundreds of blows all land in one place. Not bad power, not bad sword skills. You pass!" Fan Bin looked up at Jin Weili and nodded with satisfaction.

"Next, the Hu family outside the pass, Hu Hansan."

…

Following Elder Fan's roll call, the contestants who signed up for the competition came on stage one by one and accepted the preliminary round.

The morning passed quickly. Nearly a hundred people participated in the preliminary round, but only a few qualified.

Some players felt that there was no hope of advancement and simply gave up.

There are many people like this.

"The last one, the Wang family in the capital, Wang Ming."

With Fan Bin's roll call, the originally dull venue exploded again.

"Look, that loser from the Wang family is about to take the stage. Just like his cultivation level, he will be the last one."

"If it were me, I wouldn't go up there. It would be embarrassing."

"The person who has just passed the preliminary test must have at least a cultivation level above the Golden Core stage. He, Wang Ming, is only practicing Qi. He is really bringing shame on himself by going on stage."

"I bet he won't dare to go on stage, haha."

…

A person who is at the beginning of Qi refining participated in the sword discussion conference, which added a lot of topics to the conference.
Chapter completed!