The golden bell rang, and the sword test meeting that had been called out for a long time finally began.

Each of the eight teenagers drew a jade stick and ranked.

The eunuch who was bearded beside the emperor came forward, checked the signing positions one by one, and then set the order of each game. However, he did not announce it in person, but just handed it over to a bearded guard next to him, and returned to the emperor himself.

The guard was tall and mighty, with his eyes clear and vivid. He knew he was a master at first sight, and he thought he would stay to defend the market. He stepped onto the stage and shouted loudly: "First game, Wang Qilong, against Chu Mukuang."

Wang Qilong stood up and stood up from the other side. He was tall and taller than Wang Qilong, who was already quite burly. A wide bladed sword behind him exuded a terrifying aura.

Wang Qilong had never participated in the afternoon's selection meeting and was directly in the final election, but everyone knew that he was Wang Hesheng's grandson. When he saw him appear, he looked at Wang Hesheng one after another.

Wang Hesheng's big-master golden sword sat in front of the table and smiled at his grandson's face. He already had the order to promote the earth, and this time he could come or not. But for the future of his grandson and if he was defeated, he still let Wang Qilong come. In his opinion, his grandson's talented genius and his careful training for many years, as long as he showed his face, he would not be invincible? This is a great opportunity to gain reputation.

Seeing Chu Mukuang's figure as taller than his grandson, Wang Hesheng was slightly shocked and asked, "Who is this?"

The seat opposite him was Tang Xu, who said, "This is Chu Mukuang, who is 17 years old this year. He is the tallest master of the lone hero Mu Longxing. He can also count the top three swords with the Fierce Wind."

Wang Hesheng was shocked - it was fine. The lone hero Mu Longxing was a legendary figure, one of the four top masters in the martial arts world and a legendary figure.

In the world, the volcanic realm is considered a top-notch master, but there are quite a few people who have reached this level. Basically, there are similar sects, families, and princes from all over the country, and those who have strong people of this level in charge. But if you go further, you will become the top master in the "Tiger Roar" realm, that is really a "nare existence".

The Tiger Roar Realm is a reserve for the innate realm. The energy in the body has transformed into the innate realm, and its strength has reached the peak of the mundane world. When the opportunity comes, the true qi will be initiated and the long roar will be raised to the sky, and another innate master will be born.

It can be said that in the volcanic realm, ninety percent of the warriors who have been stuck can be called top masters. Excluding those old monsters that are too deep, there are only four of them in the world. They are called the "Four Great Supremes".

Mu Longxing is one of the four tops. Although there are people who rank, he can only be at the top of the top, but that is the ranking of gods. Not just because he is a little god, he is not a god. There is still a huge gap between him and mortals.

Why did Mu Longxing, who had not shown up for many years, suddenly have a disciple popped up? He also wants to match his baby grandson?

Wang Heshengxin mentioned it, then reacted and shouted: "How do you know these things? Could it be..."

Tang Xu said: "Unfortunately, he is my disciple."

Wang Hesheng shouted: "Ahh, okay, you don't show off your mountains and waters, it turns out that you still have such a trump card hidden.

Tang Xu smiled slightly and said, "The trump card? Do you know what the trump card is? Watch the show well."

At this time, the two had already bowed to the emperor and bowed to each other.

Chu Mukuang took off the big sword behind him and pointed at the other party from afar. Wang Qilong also took off the knife and stood in front of him.

Both of them were big swords, and the two swords were swinging, which attracted attention. But Chu Mukuang's sword was bigger than Wang Qilong, and he lost just by his momentum.

Wang Hesheng had never seen an opponent heavier than his sword before. He suddenly felt a breath in his heart, and a hint of anxiety flashed in his eyes. Chu Mukuang was about to make a move, but he saw his restlessness, but instead laughed strangely and hooked his fingers.

Wang Hesheng was furious, and his long sword swept out like a flying dragon.

Although others are impatient, the sword is not impatient. The name of genius is not fortunate. This sword is cruel, sharp and heavy, as if it was tearing the air, and it was already in front of you in the blink of an eye.

Before the people arrived, the sword wind had arrived

Wang Hesheng's cultivation level was not enough, and there was no real Qi on the sword, but there was a sword energy that was as long as the size of the foot. The Qi was like a yellow dragon, roaring endlessly.

Chu Mu Kuang's long sword to meet the enemy, and he also swung his sword, and his sword energy surged. Since his sword was called "Sturdy Wind", the sword energy was second, and the sword wind was the first. The sword energy was only half a foot, but when one sword was swung, there was a strong wind in all directions, which made people unable to open their eyes.

The battle between sword wind and sword wind

The long sword of the strong wind can roll up the storm, but Wang Hesheng's sword cut off the airflow. The central palace went straight in, and in the blink of an eye, the strong wind that was in the way was approaching, and it was already close.

Bang

The swords and air intersect

Chu Mu shook for a while and took a step back.

After retreating, his momentum was reduced, and he could no longer take the lead and was immediately suppressed and beaten. Wang Hesheng took advantage of his sword, and each sword advanced half a step forward, and each sword was better than the previous sword. He had more than ten consecutive swords, and his battle became more courageous, and his momentum almost doubled.

Wang Hesheng shouted: "Very good, so what if you are big? You can win with a big head, everyone will carry the door panel."

Tang Xu and Chu Mukuang are not related by blood, so they naturally don’t care so much, but seeing Wang Hesheng’s proud look, I held my breath and said, “Mu Kuang hasn’t shown his real skills yet.”

Before he finished speaking, he heard a stinging sound, and Wang Qilong's chest and clothes were shattered by the sword wind. He took a few steps back, shocked and suspicious.

Then he saw another knife appearing in Chu Mukuang's left hand. The knife was much smaller, only a little longer than the dagger. It was one long and one shorter than the big knife, one in front and one behind, and there was a wonderful sense of harmony.

Wang Hesheng slapped the table and cursed: "The despicable one actually took a secret move."

Tang Xu said: "This is his real skill. Didn't you see that two knives are the same? How could this be a secret trick?"

Wang Hesheng scolded: "If you have real skills, I, Aaron, don't? Come on, let him see."

Tang Xu said: "What, he also has a knife?"

Wang Qilong has no sword, but he has a palm

Adding a palm to the knife is his real ability.

Chu Mukuang's two swords are matched. Both swords can cause strong winds and air flow, one in front and the other behind, and the sword wind blows like a spiral. It cannot be approached, and it can also cause turbulence. It hits from the dark at some point, which is even more cruel than a hidden weapon.

Wang Qilong's sword and palm are also suitable. The long sword is as strong as a flying dragon, with sharp attacks, and the left palm is as steady as a coiled dragon, with strong defense, one attack and one defense, complementing each other.

Both sides took one move and fought in one place, but they returned to the previous situation. Wang Qilong was even better, but this time his advantage and momentum were not as good as before, and he only had a slight advantage.

But precisely because he turned to steady, the victory was not achieved by momentum, but by really winning steadily, in the eyes of a group of experts, it was more reliable. Jiang Qi and others were sitting on the top, and they all looked at the victory of the game, and they all said: "It seems that Chu Mukuang would not be able to win back this game if he didn't use a strange move."

Does Chu Mukuang have any other tricks?

Tang Xu had a gloomy face and said, "How can you know, why Chu Mukuang is called the Qianfeng Sanfadao?"

Seeing that Wang Qilong was sure to win, suddenly, Chu Mukuang opened his eyes wide and shouted: "Knife".

Wang Qilong just felt that the sword light was right in front of him, why did he pull out the knife again? Suddenly he felt something strange in the wind. In shock, half of the iron bridge was raised, but he felt a pain in his lower abdomen and was hit back by a powerful force.

His mind was blank, and the long sword in his hand flew out of his hand

This move was not his casual move, but his last move of the Wang family's sword technique, called "Flying Dragon from the Sky", which was a move that was fought with the enemy. At this time, Hanhen took action, and only wanted to avenge a single arrow.

With a plop, Wang Qilong landed on the ground, and a flying knife was inserted into his lower abdomen.

Chu Mukuang succeeded with a knife, but he was very proud, but he didn't want a big knife to fly towards him. He quickly turned sideways to avoid it, but he didn't know that the speed of the knife was amazing and the trajectory was even strange. He couldn't dodge it, and was cut by a knife, and his shoulder was immediately removed, blood sprayed, and the person flew out with the knife.

Wang Hesheng shouted: "A Long" flew down the mountain. Although the mountain was not high, it was more than ten meters. He jumped down and staggered to the ground. He immediately rushed forward, picked up his grandson, and pointed a few acupoints to stop the bleeding.

This is the first game, both sides have lost money

Jiang Qi sighed secretly, thinking that if he continues like this, the emperor doesn’t have to bother sending people. These young people will destroy themselves and are about to send a message to their own family members. When he heard Ma Yunfei say, “The first one to hurt is Wang Hesheng’s grandson. It’s not a trivial matter. Let’s make a fuss. Let’s beat the drums and see if we can stop this meaningless competition.”

Jiang Qi shook his head and said, "I'm afraid it's difficult. The emperor has a good idea in his mind, but no one else can say it."

At this moment, there was a slap. It turned out that Wang Hesheng slapped the referee guard, and he heard him scold: "My grandson's life and death are uncertain now. You don't care about it, so you came to tell me to be different from disturbing the game and blinded your dog's eyes. My grandson is fine, there is a little mistake. Let's see which one I have spared?"

He cursed to the sky again: "Tang Xu, you are old, you and I will never end up."

After a long time of trouble, the emperor came forward to appease him. The eunuch Tu personally led his men to send Wang Qilong and Wang Hesheng to the back hall to find the best imperial doctor to settle the place, and then temporarily calmed down.

As for Chu Mukuang, he was already dead when he fell off the ring. The sword of the flying dragon outside the sky almost split him in half. But Tang Xu didn't stand up for him, and the others wouldn't care. He took it and wiped the blood clean, even if he wiped out all traces. Only the emperor said that he would reward fifty taels of silver for funeral expenses, which was the final price of a dead genius.
Chapter completed!