The sword fighting in the field was still going on. Compared to Yi Ming who showed off his exquisite sword skills as soon as he appeared, Bei Xueqing's appearance stole the show, while the young man in green was plain and dull, without any outstanding performance.
Therefore, their fight did not attract much attention. Even though the performance of the young man in green was similar to Yi Ming's, it was regarded as a reflection of his true strength.
Well, I can only tie with my opponent, barely a 50-50 chance.
Yi Ming and Bei Xueqing watched the young man in green for a long time but couldn't see anything.
This is certainly not because the young man in green has no means, it only shows that his means are superb. The one who can alarm Bei Xueqing is certainly not a weak person, but the current opponent, who can't force out his true strength at all.
After a moment, the opponent of the young man in green had exhausted all his changes, and then his sleeve was cut by the young man in green's sword, so he could only put away his sword and admit defeat.
…
However, the fight on the Doujian Cliff showed no signs of stopping.
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He finally figured out that this was a sword master who came from nowhere and came to the sword fighting competition to have fun.
"So fast, I didn't expect to finish a round so quickly." Yi Ming was a little surprised.
Yi Ming also twirled his fingers, and the flying sword moved in a strange and bizarre curve, and inexplicably appeared in front of the opponent's flying sword.
In a sword fighting contest, people fight on the field and watch from the sidelines. Watching the fight seriously is basic etiquette. Those competing on the Sword Fighting Cliff are the top sword masters within tens of thousands of miles. They come here to exchange ideas and discuss sword skills, not to be watched by others.
The young man in black was stunned and felt powerless to complain.
"As long as we compete in swordsmanship, the victory or defeat lies in the heart. The winner can be seen quickly." Ling Zhongxing said with a smile.
The young man in black smiled shyly, "Thanks to that senior for his modesty, I won by luck."
You know, that sword cultivator is already a great cultivator in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, while the young man in front of him is only in the late stage of Qi Refining.
A Condensation Stage cultivator flew to the top of the cliff with a Qi Refining Stage cultivator. After putting the Qi Refining Stage cultivator down, they retreated to several dozen feet away from the top of the cliff and hung quietly in the air.
"Uh... okay..."
Yi Ming had not faced a cultivator in the Qi Refining stage for a long time. He used his spiritual sense to explore the storage ring and took out the worst flying sword.
"bite!"
Next, the two had another exciting offensive and defensive battle.
"Was the person you defeated in the last battle a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage?" Yi Ming asked.
The young man in black has already become a disciple and practiced cultivation. He no longer has a chance to become a direct disciple of Mingjian Mountain. Becoming a guest of the mountain is his only way to improve his cultivation for the time being.
"Eh? You figured it out?" Yi Ming couldn't help but be curious. He felt that he had disguised himself well, and he had a very even fight with the black-clothed youth. He allowed the opponent to fully display the power of his swordsmanship, but did not let him gain any substantial advantage.
Yi Ming didn't want to take advantage, but the problem was that he really had no choice. He really didn't expect that there would be a day when he would draw his sword against a Qi Refining cultivator...
The young man in black was speechless, "Senior's sword escape is exquisite and unparalleled. I noticed it in the last match."
“But I think I should stop here.” The young man in black couldn’t help but sigh.
There is no referee or time limit in the sword fighting competition, so some sword practitioners can fight for half a day. However, everyone knows that once they encounter this situation, they will basically stop fighting, declare it a draw, and re-match their opponents.
…
"That's right!" Yi Ming also nodded, then he performed the "Small Sword Escape" and reached the top of a cliff in a flash.
Xuan level lower grade!
The young man in black forced a smile and said, "Facing the senior is like dancing with a sword against a mountain. I have no power to resist at all."
The sun dimmed and the stars began to shine.
"What do you mean?" Yi Ming couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, "You don't have the confidence to defeat me? I am only at the Condensation Stage."
"I see." Yi Ming smiled, "In fact, I won the last game by luck."
The young man in black: "..."
Yi Ming blinked and looked at the Qi Refining cultivator in front of him.
The yellow-level items have all been sold out!
Only in the Condensation Stage? It sounded like he was putting himself in a weak position when facing a weakling who was at the ninth level of Qi Refining and couldn't even fly? "Senior, you are joking. Without mentioning your Condensation Stage cultivation, just your swordsmanship can allow me to use it to my full potential without any flaws."
What surprised Yi Ming was that, although this young man in black was very young, his sword skills were not inferior to the swordsman he met in the first match.
The sword fighting competition is not just about the championship and runner-up. Because of the difference in cultivation and age, it is not an exaggeration to say that everyone's sword skills vary greatly. However, as long as you can show your advantage over your peers, you may be noticed by Mingjian Mountain and become a guest of Mingjian Mountain.
...Seeing Yi Ming take out his flying sword, the young man in black stepped forward several feet, pointed the sword in his hand, and the ink-black flying sword turned into a residual image and stabbed towards Yi Ming's chest.
Yi Ming nodded. They were still standing together at this time. They did not take out tables, chairs, or tea tables to make tea in separate cups as they did in Qianying City.
At this moment, the sword seal on Yi Ming's waist vibrated again.
Are the seniors nowadays so shameless that they think it is easy to fight against opponents of higher levels?
The sword tips collided and exploded with a bang.
"Huh?" Yi Ming was stunned and saw two people flying towards him.
Yi Ming blocked the road with his flying sword, and then the black flying sword split into two, splitting halfway, and passed by in a flash without stopping.
It really can't be worse!
Although he knew he had no chance of winning, the young man in black still tried his best to wield the flying sword, displaying his sword skills to the fullest extent, so that more people could see his talent in swordsmanship.
"The sword fighting competition will not be held day or night, and it will not stop once it starts until the final winner is decided." Ling Zhongxing explained to the others.
Yi Ming gritted his teeth. He had met another genius who could fight against opponents of higher levels.
Although it was only a competition of swordsmanship, when two swords collided, the high-grade flying sword was made of better materials, so it still had an advantage.
"This is……"
Yi Ming also let the young man in black do his best, but he could see that the young man in black did not have a high level of cultivation, and the sword techniques he used were not sophisticated either. It was just that relying on his comprehension of his own swordsmanship, he managed to increase the power of these sword techniques and was able to defeat Ning Yuan.
Soon, the young man in black performed all the sword techniques and showed what he should do. Then Yi Ming swung his sword through the air, lightly touched the spine of the opponent's flying sword, broke the flying sword, and then pressed it against the chest of the young man in black.
"It was just a fluke. Thanks for letting me do that!"
“…”
(End of this chapter)
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