The next day, early in the morning.

Ningchuan City, Ningchuan Martial Arts Academy, Martial Arts Square.

"You lose!"

A loud shout rang out, echoing in the sky above the martial arts arena.

A young man with his upper body naked stood in the center, his muscles bulging, his long black hair dancing in the wind, and his wild and fierce aura enveloped the entire place.

At his feet was a handsome man in white training clothes, with blood spitting out of his mouth and his life was almost in danger.

The teachers and students in the audience were all dumbfounded when they saw this scene and found it unbelievable what was happening before them.

"Even the senior brother has been defeated, and we have no one left to fight!"

"Did you see that? The disciple of the Grassland Sword Saint only used one sword strike."

"What a monster! Such a horrible monster actually appeared in the grassland. It's too scary..."

Everyone looked at the burly young man, their eyes revealing deep fear.

The person standing on the field at this moment was none other than the Sword Saint's disciple from the grassland.

Hu Yanjian! The other person who fell at his feet was the senior brother of Ningchuan Martial Arts Academy, the number one genius in the entire Ningchuan City.

Everyone saw the competition just now.

Hu Yanjian easily killed the eldest brother's attack with just one sword.

It's hard to imagine how big the gap in strength is? !

In an instant.

The world is quiet.

Everyone looked at Hu Yanjian, and their original hostile gazes had turned into awe and deep fear.

It’s so powerful!

This world respects strength.

There is no doubt that Hu Yanjian can easily defeat the younger generation of Ningchuan City at this moment.

Even the teachers at Ningchuan Martial Arts Academy may not be his match.

With such a gap.

The impression people have of him is only deep fear and dread.

Feeling the gazes from those people, Huyan Jian walked out of the academy alone with a calm expression.

The people in front made way for him.

At this moment, there was no one in Ningchuan Martial Arts Academy who could make Hu Yanjian take action.

This challenge event has come to an end.

……..Hu Yanjian left Ningchuan Martial Arts Academy, walked swaggeringly on the street, and headed towards the hotel where he and his master stayed.

Along the way, many passers-by looked sideways, attracted by his rough and sturdy appearance.

However, Huyan Jian didn't care about the looks of these people. He just thought about the battle just now and felt somewhat disappointed.

“Too weak.”

“Are all the students in the city at this level?”

Hu Yanjian thought secretly.

He once fought an elephant king with his bare hands on the grassland, and had been on the brink of life and death in the beast tide for many years. His strength had long surpassed that of his peers on the grassland.

In order to seek stronger opponents, he decided to follow his master out of the grassland.

In Hu Yanjian's original idea, he should be able to have a satisfying battle.

But the result was unexpected.

The students in the city live a life of luxury, which is a world of difference compared to the ferocious beasts in the grasslands!

Hu Yanjian crushed his opponents easily along the way, defeating all the geniuses in major urban areas without any effort.

"With such a weak strength, it's time to wake up."

"But it's no wonder... The teachers in the academy can't even reach the Xiantian realm, how can they teach talented people?"

Thinking of this, Hu Yanjian walked hurriedly on the road and soon arrived at the hotel where he and his teacher lived.

The hotel is located in the bustling city center. It is luxurious and elegant. It is the top hotel in the entire Ningchuan City. Staying there for one night is equivalent to several months' salary for ordinary people.

But now, the Ningchuan Municipal Government pays for the master and disciple to live there free of charge.

Hu Yanjian walked into the hotel, took the elevator to the top floor, walked through the luxurious corridor, and soon arrived at the door of the room.

"Master, I'm back!"

He swaggered into the room and immediately saw his master standing in front of the French window.

He was wearing an ermine fur coat and had a dark face. The strong winds on the grassland had left furrows and wrinkles on his face. Under the wind and sun, his appearance was extremely weathered, as if he was a herdsman who had worked hard for a long time.

And this is none other than the Grassland Sword Master himself——

Yuwen Xuan! "Why did you come back so early today?"

Yu Wenxuan asked calmly, with his hands behind his back, overlooking the neon scenery below.

"It's boring, Master. The people in this city are no good. There is not a single person who can fight."

Hu Yanjian shook his head, found a soft sofa, and lazily lay on it and said, "Teacher, where are we going next?"

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

"Jianghai City." Yuwen Xuan said.

"Jianghai City?"

When Hu Yanjian heard this, he sat up from the bed with excitement on his face.

"Are you going for Jianghai Sword God?!"

These days, Jiang Hai Sword God has been widely circulated on the Internet.

It is well-known among the younger generation and has a very high status.

Even Hu Yanjian watched the video of Thousand Mile Flying Sword a hundred times.

The only thing that made him regretful was that he didn't seem to have heard any rumors about the Sword God's apprentice. Otherwise, according to his personality, he would definitely pay a visit.

And at this moment, after hearing his master say that he wanted to challenge the Sword God, he became extremely excited.

"Master, I watched a video online and the Sword God seems to be very powerful. He can even fly a sword thousands of miles away to kill enemies."

Hu Yanjian said excitedly.

"Yes, that's why I want to meet this Jianghai Sword God and see what he is capable of."

Yu Wenxuan's eyes flashed, a sharp light burst out from the depths of his eyes, and a cold murderous intent instantly enveloped the entire room.

"I want to see how many of my swords he can take!"

…

Time flies.

Several days passed in the blink of an eye.

In the library, the pace of life gradually slowed down.

Qin Yang punched in for work as usual, occasionally taking time to go to the second floor to read a couple of books and enjoy his leisure time.

"It's time today."

Qin Yang calculated the time and found that he had read a lot of books on the second floor in the past few days with the help of Xiaobai's illusion.

Now his accumulation of sword skills has reached the opportunity for promotion.

"Tsk, I don't think I watched much."

Qin Yang thought about it and it seemed that he just memorized all the kendo martial arts on the second floor.

How can this scholar's work be called stealing? Thinking of this, Qin Yang smiled indifferently, closed his eyes, and sank into the enlightenment space in his mind.

All you see are countless characters surging in the sea of ​​knowledge, and the main theme is to swim freely in the ocean of knowledge.

"Martial arts space, merge for me!"

"Deduction: One sword opens the gate to heaven!"

Following his order.

Boom! The next moment, all the characters flipped, as if being pulled by something, and all penetrated Qin Yang's understanding of the sword opening the sky gate.

Ten thousand swords become one, integrating the knowledge of hundreds of schools.

After a moment.

Qin Yang slowly opened his eyes, and the sword intent in the depths of his eyes was surging like a storm.

The realm of opening the gate of heaven with one sword, enhanced by many innate sword martial arts, directly leaped to the master level! (End of this chapter)