I have to say that the sight of this transparent sword energy following him is really cool. Jiang Du stood firmly on the ground with his feet, like a rock.

As Sen Han's sword light approached, Jiang Du's body suddenly sank, and at the same time, his palm gently patted the sword body.

"bite……"

The pleasant sound of gold and iron clashing sounded.

The sword body trembled violently with Jiang Du's slap.

Wu Fajian surrounded Jiang Du's body, walking Bagua under his feet, and the sword energy continued to approach Jiang Du.

Jiang Du was neither impatient nor impatient. Every time the sword light approached, he would raise his palm casually.

His palm was now like warm white jade, and he lightly tapped the sword body, causing the sword to swing away.

This kind of close combat most tests a person's ability to adapt to changes.

In the eyes of others, the martial arts arena was full of sword energy, light and shadow, and Wu Fajian's figure appeared in all directions above it as if teleporting.

Jiang Du seemed to be surrounded by palms, and every time there was a crisp and sweet collision sound.

In just a few seconds, the two had fought hundreds of times.

"Who is stronger? I can't tell!"

"Please explain!"

"At present, the two of them are only in the testing stage, and they haven't really come up with any tricks to suppress the bottom box. However, Wu Fajian is actively attacking and has weapons. Jiang Du is just blindly doing simple defense and seems to be able to do it with bare hands, so

Jiang Du should be better."

"So handsome. As expected, the sword is my favorite!"

Liang Wu Second High School, all the students in the school had arrived on the playground at this time.

On the playground, the school rented a large screen specifically to broadcast this event.

It stands to reason that this kind of event has nothing to do with ordinary high school martial arts schools, but who made Liang Wu's second high school stand out as Jiang Du.

The happy smiles on the faces of the school leaders never disappeared.

Seeing Jiang Du appear on stage, the entire martial arts arena burst into loud cheers.

"Our Rookie King has now entered this kind of competition, a national-level competition!"

"Little poisonous mouth, come on!"

"The little poisonous mouth will win!"

"What a swordsman in white from Mount Shu. He's so flashy. Come on, Jiang Du, beat this pretentious man to the ground."

Zhao Feihan, Luo Jun, Cheng Ba, Du Yan and others were all nervously watching the battle on the screen.

Luo Jun's eyes were even more complicated. He was still a little confused about what happened during these times.

How come Jiang Du, who was having a fierce fight with him some time ago, now went to the Imperial Capital to participate in the top talent competition in the country?

The level of escape is too great.

"Come on, come on, little poisonous mouth!" Du Yan looked at Jiang Du as if there were little stars in her heart.

Imperial Capital martial arts arena.

Jiang Du's defense turned directly into offense.

His fingers suddenly flicked on Wu Fajian's long sword, and dark power poured directly into Wu Fajian's body through the sword.

Wu Fajian inevitably trembled slightly.

Jiang Du's palm quickly turned into a phantom, and he attacked Wu Fajian crazily.

The sudden addition of attack methods made it difficult for Wu Fajian to keep up. In just a few seconds, Wu Fajian kept retreating.

Finally, he showed a flaw.

Jiang Du's fist instantly hit him hard on the chest through the flaw in the sword.

Wu Fajian groaned and took a dozen steps back, with a trace of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.

"Sure enough, the person who ranks fifth on the favorites list is not in vain. His switch from defense to offense just now was so exciting that I actually admired him."

"Compared to Wu Fajian's combat skills alone, he is far behind Jiang Du. Even though Wu Fajian has studied systematically, his changing moves are too slow."

"Unless Wu Fajian has a powerful ultimate move, he can already be said to have lost."

Some people have already begun to draw their own conclusions.

Yes, when everyone's level is not much different, as long as your fighting skills are not as good as others, then you will lose.

Wu Fajian squinted his eyes and gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Sword Technique!"

Suddenly, Wu Fajian held the sword in front of his chest with both hands and shouted in a low voice.

He released his palm, and the long sword was suspended in mid-air.

His hands kept making marks one after another in front of the sword, and the marks kept rushing into the sword, and the sword trembled violently.

Jiang Du looked at this magical scene and was not impatient. This was the real sword art of Shushan. It looked very magical.

"rise!"

Wu Fajian shouted low, and the long sword floating on his chest suddenly emitted a strong light, and sword lights that condensed into entities quickly appeared around the long sword, exactly like the long sword.

Dozens of sword rays formed a circle, and in the blink of an eye the sword tip pointed at Jiang Du.

"disease!"

In an instant, dozens of sword rays rushed towards Jiang Du. Jiang Du's body jumped up to avoid these dozens of sword rays.

But the sword light actually turned in the air and continued to pursue Jiang Du.

Jiang Du was in the air, and he shot out his palms continuously, and the sword light flew out horizontally. It became much darker, but it did not break directly.

Jiang Du's body continued to retreat with the power of the sword light, and at the same time, he continued to shoot the sword light out.

Above the fighting arena, the sword glowed with white light, following him like a shadow.

"Sword Technique·Thousand!"

Wu Fajian shouted again, his face paled a lot, but he pointed his finger on the sword blade.

The long sword chirped slightly.

Wu Fajian grasped the hilt of the sword with his palm and suddenly drew an arc. Wherever the sword passed through the void, there was a shadow of the sword.

"Shushan Ten Thousand Swords Technique, this Wu Fajian has actually practiced to the level of Thousand Swords?"

In the audience, a group of leaders from major Wuhan universities said with surprised eyes.

"Why, Shu Wu is moved?" A middle-aged man said with a smile.

"Of course I'm a little excited. Shushan has been suppressing the Sword Prison Cave for so long, and very few heirs have been born. Since a heir is born this year, I, Shu Wu, naturally want to accept him as a student, but these people are all stubborn. I don't know if they are willing to join Shu."

Wu."

This was the vice principal in charge of admissions in Shuwu. At this time, he shook his head slightly and felt helpless.

"I'm actually a little attracted to this little guy Jiang Du. He's only 16 years old and he's already reached this level. His talent is really appalling." The speaker was a vice president of Jinling Wuhan University. He looked at Jiang Du and said,

The appreciation that cannot be concealed in the eyes.

"This little guy is good, but at such a young age, his mind is inevitably a little immature. If he didn't give Wu Fajian a chance to use the sword technique, he might still have won. But just now Wu Fajian used the sword technique, and he was waiting in front.

You are too proud and need to be tempered." Another vice president of Wuhan University shook his head and said.

"No matter how I look at it, this little guy has absolute self-confidence. Since you think it's not possible, just make an agreement first and don't let me snatch him away." The vice president of Jinling Wuhan University said with a smile.

"Oh, you guy..."

From the corner of his eye, Jiang Du saw Wu Fajian saving up his ultimate move, and without any thought of seeing him again, he immediately made a three-pointer with his hand.

The sword shadows were directly smashed into pieces, and in the blink of an eye, Jiang Du's fist smashed all the dozens of sword lights into pieces.

At this time, Wu Fajian shouted lowly.

"disease!"

In an instant, the sword light that had accumulated hundreds of rays turned into a torrent and rushed towards Jiang Du.

Jiang Du's feet landed on the martial arts field, and he suddenly let out a low roar.

He opened his arms, and a red light shield appeared directly above his head, covering his entire body.

Dense rays of light pierced the light mask fiercely, and for a moment the picture seemed to be still.

All the spectators' eyes were fixed on this collision to see who would win and who would lose.

"break!"

A drop of sweat fell from Jiang Du's forehead, and then he let out a low roar.

"boom!"
To be continued...