Kendo Tournament at Mount Lushan
Sword cultivators from various regions in the south came to the Lushan Sword Sect one after another, just to see the true appearance of the Lushan Sword Immortal and listen to his teachings.
These sword cultivators also knew why Feng Qingyang wanted to hold this sword competition.
Just for the young man who struck two swords in the secret realm of the Heavenly King.
In the world of cultivating immortals, the young man's reputation has almost become legendary.
Some people say that he is the reincarnation of a sword immortal from heaven and is already proficient in swordsmanship!
Some people also say that he was born with a sword body and was born to be close to the sword!
Some people even say that he is the incarnation of kendo, and any sword he strikes can express the true meaning of kendo!
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These reputations almost broke the backbone of contemporary sword cultivators. That young man was seen by many sword cultivators and it was impossible for him to be fake.
Do sword cultivators with such talent really exist?
Sword cultivators have their own pride and character, but now there is a young man in this world who can pin all sword cultivators to the ground.
When this young man was born, all other sword cultivators were eclipsed by him and could not match him in any way.
Feng Qingyang's kendo conference this time is to make friends with swords, test kendo, and rebuild his heart of kendo.
The entire Lushan Sword Sect was already packed with people at this time, leaving almost no room for others.
But many sword cultivators still flock here, because this is the holy land of the Southern Sword Sect, the holy land that all southern sword cultivators yearn for.
If it weren’t for this kendo tournament, many people wouldn’t even be qualified to enter!
Mo Qingyi was standing below Feng Qingyang, his eyes searching the crowd for his fellow Daoist Ye.
The people in the audience felt Mo Qingyi's gaze, and many female sword practitioners couldn't help but clamp their legs together.
"Ahhh, the Green-robed Sword Immortal is looking at me!"
"Bullshit, the Green-robed Sword Immortal is clearly looking at me!"
"Don't argue anymore, the Green Sword Immortal has already made an engagement with me!"
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The female sword practitioners in the audience felt Mo Qingyi's gaze sweeping over them, and they began to fantasize about it, and even fought for him.
Before that mysterious young man appeared, Mo Qingyi was undoubtedly the most gifted swordsman in ancient times!
At the age of 25, he had mastered the sword skill to perfection, and the Lushan Sword Immortal personally named him the "Blue-robed Sword Immortal" and designated him as the next leader of the Lushan Sword Sect!
That being said, as long as Feng Qingyang retires, the leader of swordsmanship in the southern region will definitely be this young swordsman!
Young, handsome, and with profound sword skills... this is the dream of hundreds of millions of female sword practitioners!
Mo Qingyi's eyes are not on these vulgar women, he only has Fellow Daoist Ye in his eyes!
That peerless genius who could push his own sword intent to perfection in four steps!
Feng Qingyang stroked his forehead gently. Why is this child so obsessed with men?
Now that he has lost his composure like this, as the leader of Lushan Sword Sect, he naturally cannot allow his disciple to lose face in front of so many heroes in the world.
"Qingyi, pay attention to your image. Here are many sword cultivators from the southern region. You represent the face of our Lushan Sword Sect!"
Feng Qingyang reminded in a deep voice.
Mo Qingyi woke up as if from a dream, nodded, and sat up straight. He was the young master of Lushan Sword Sect and should not lose his composure like this.
"Friend Ye, where are you?"
Mo Qingyi wanted to find Ye Feng, but his master's teachings seemed to ring in his ears again, so he didn't dare to look for him openly.
I can only pray silently in my heart that Fellow Daoist Ye will show up soon.
With Fellow Daoist Ye's attainments in kendo, standing out in the kendo tournament would be as easy as drinking water!
"Determine the grade!"
With a loud shout, stones from the sky fell steadily into the hands of every sword cultivator present.
This is the Sword Intent Stone, which can detect a person's attainments in swordsmanship.
The venue is so small, and everyone wants to be closer to the Lushan Sword Immortal, so the only way to tell is to use strength!
The higher your attainments in swordsmanship, the closer you can be to Feng Qingyang, and you will naturally be able to hear his sermons more clearly later!
As the Kendo Stone began to change color, the four colors of red, orange, yellow and green appeared on the Kendo Stone.
Red represents the entry level of sword intent, orange represents the minor success of sword intent, yellow represents the major success of sword intent, and green represents the minor perfection!
If the Kendo Stone does not react, it only means that you have not comprehended the sword intent, and naturally someone will ask you to leave.
Ye Feng looked at the Kendo Stone in his hand, which showed no reaction at all, with a face full of question marks.
Xi Yurong did not come this time. She doesn't use a sword, so naturally she can't come to the kendo conference.
Here, Ye Feng is the only one fighting alone.
As time passed, the kendo stones in everyone's hands began to change color, except for him.
For a moment, everyone's eyes turned to Ye Feng.
How could a useless person who has not understood the meaning of sword sneak into the Kendo tournament? How could such a person have the courage to come to the Kendo tournament?
Ye Feng touched his head awkwardly:
"Would you believe me if I said this Kendo Stone was broken?"
Judging from the looks in everyone's eyes, they obviously didn't believe it.
Just when Ye Feng wanted to show his sword skills, two monks had already picked him up and were about to throw him outside.
"Oh my god, you have to believe me! This stone is really broken!"
Ye Feng's shouting quickly attracted Feng Qingyang's attention. He looked up and found it interesting.
He waved his hand, signaling to bring Ye Feng to him.
Those who don't have the sword spirit will never come to the Kendo Tournament, because it is meaningless.
"Fellow Daoist Ye?"
Seeing this, Mo Qingyi shouted softly, his eyes full of excitement!
Feng Qingyang raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at Ye Feng in the audience, and looked him up and down, wanting to see what was different about this young man.
A genius who has achieved the fourth level of self-created sword power and has perfected it, does such a person still need a kendo tournament?
To put it bluntly, Feng Qingyang had to ask this talented young man for advice on certain aspects.
"I'm so wronged! Your sect's sword stone is such rubbish! It broke in my hands!"
Ye Feng stared at Feng Qingyang and explained helplessly.
Feng Qingyang became somewhat interested in Ye Feng, and secretly trapped Mo Qingyi in place, unable to move, so as to prevent him from ruining his plans.
"There is definitely no problem with our Sword Sect's Sword Dao Stone."
"How about this, you fight me, and your sword skills will be revealed immediately!"
Seeing this talented young man, Feng Qingyang naturally felt itchy and wanted to compete with him.
The sword cultivators off the field were all stunned. What a joke, the Lushan Sword Immortal wanted to spar with a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage?
Is this a joke?
If you want to kill someone, just say it directly. There's no need to beat around the bush.
What's more, he just hasn't understood the sword intent, so just drive him out. There's no need to do this!
Feng Qingyang noticed the change in the expressions of the people off the court, and they seemed to realize that there was something wrong with what they had just said.
Hasten to add:
"Only swords will be used in this duel, and I will suppress my cultivation to the middle stage of foundation building."
"No, the best is the Golden Core stage. You can't even block my sword if you are in the middle stage of the Foundation Establishment stage."
Ye Feng shook his head and rejected Feng Qingyang's suggestion.
Oh my god, what a dazzling kingly aura!
The people in the audience were so excited that their eyes almost popped out. Are all young people so pretentious?
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