Chapter 491 Mingtai's Origin



Chapter 491 Mingtai's Origin

"The first match of the Jindan early stage group, the winner is the independent cultivator Zhuang Xuan."

The skinny referee announced the end of the first match, and the winner was an unknown monk.

Regardless of whether they are disciples from a large or small sect, the resources for their cultivation are provided by the sect.

It is different for independent cultivators. They lack resources for cultivation. Money, friends, methods and land are all scarce. They have no elders to guide them in their cultivation. If they are not careful, their cultivation will go astray and it will be difficult to recover.

Therefore, the realm and quality of practice of individual cultivators are far lower than those of sect cultivators.

It is easy to imagine how difficult it is to defeat a group of monks from different sects, stand out from the city and state levels, and come to the Dao Sect.

"Remember him, he is a major suspect." Jiang Qun instructed Luo Shuiwei.

He looked through the records of Zhuang Xuan's previous battles. It can be said that he crushed his opponent all the way to the finals. He only needed five moves at most to end the match each time. Even in the finals and the first game, he defeated his opponent with only five moves.

Terribly strong.

"Yes." Luo Shuiwei had already memorized half a page of the list.

"I will definitely win the next time we fight!" The defeated party was a very energetic cultivator. Although he lost to Zhuang Xuan, he was not discouraged. Instead, he agreed to fight again next time.

Zhuang Xuan glanced at his opponent coldly and uttered two words softly.

"boring."

"you!"

The defeated party's expression changed slightly. Zhuang Xuan was too arrogant.

Zhuang Xuan ignored the loser's reaction, jumped off the stage, drooped his eyelids, and yawned out of boredom.

If the prizes for the competition were not generous, he would not be willing to come and play house with a group of children.

There's no point in winning, there's no challenge at all.

Soon Zhuang Xuan faced his second match. His opponent was a polite sword-wielding monk. Judging from his demeanor, he should be a Confucian monk, and he wielded the Gentleman Sword.

"I'm Mingtai from the Sword Tower. Thank you for your guidance." Mingtai held the sword with both hands, with the tip of the sword pointing downwards. He saluted obediently with a shy smile.

Zhuang Xuan still looked like he hadn't woken up yet.

He had no good feelings towards these polite monks, who had no blood at all. They were fine in normal times of fighting and joking around, but once they were on the battlefield, fighting for life and death, these people were the ones who died the fastest.

He had fought with Confucian cultivators in the fusion stage several times. This kind of cultivator should be quibbling with words in the court and there is really no need for them to charge into battle on the battlefield.

Chi——

A green sword light flashed by, and Zhuang Xuan instinctively tilted his head back. The green sword light passed along his neck. A cool breeze blew past, and his neck was belatedly aware of a shallow sword mark that soon became stained red with blood.

"Can one cultivate the sword to such a level at this level?" The participating monks exclaimed. Some of them had not seen Mingtai's performance in the first competition, but now when they saw Mingtai making a move, they realized that he was a strong opponent.

"You have such a high level of swordsmanship in the early stage of Jindan. You can compete with the old thief Buyu." The elders in the cultivation world were surprised. It has been a long time since a swordsmanship genius who can compare with the old thief Buyu appeared in the Central Continent.

“This Zhuang Xuan is not simple either. He never used his full strength from beginning to end.” Another elder in the cultivation world nodded. It was indeed a great competition. The first few groups of competition were already eye-opening. When it came to the early Jindan group, all the geniuses shined even more.

"It will be a fierce battle between dragons and tigers." The tall monk said slowly, his eyes as cold as ice.

He lost to Mingtai in the first game and had also studied Zhuang Xuan's fighting style. If these two met, there would surely be intense sparks.

"What a pity that my Turtle Breathing Technique has no use!"

On the ring, the jade pendant fell from Zhuang Xuan's neck.

The green sword light not only left a shallow blood mark on Zhuang Xuan's neck, but also cut the string of the jade pendant.

Zhuang Xuan bent down and solemnly picked up the jade pendant. His voice became low and hoarse, and he no longer looked listless.

"Fellow Daoist Zhuang Xuan, are you finally going to be serious?" Mingtai looked at Zhuang Xuan with burning eyes, eager to try.

Zhuang Xuan did not answer, but continued talking to himself, as if he was talking to Mingtai.

"This jade pendant is of great significance. It was left to me by my master before he died. My master said I was an orphan. When he found me, I was holding this jade pendant in my hand. The jade pendant is the only clue my parents left me. I have always kept it close to my body and never let it fall to the ground."

"You are the first person to let the jade pendant fall to the ground."

"You know, a dragon has a reverse scale. If you touch it... you will die!"

Zhuang Xuan let out a beast-like roar from his throat, which sent chills down people's spines. He suddenly raised his head and stared at Mingtai, his eyes like a monster that had lost its mind.

"His aura..."

The leader of the Yuqi Sect was slightly surprised. At this moment, Zhuang Xuan's aura was almost comparable to that of an early Nascent Soul.

You know, Zhuang Xuan is only in the early stage of Golden Elixir.

Please...collect 6...9...books...!

Zhuang Xuan went crazy and pounced on Mingtai. He exuded a terrifying black aura. No one knew what kind of martial arts he used. The only thing that was certain was that no one wanted to be his opponent! Boom——

Zhuang Xuan was swept away by a sword energy and fell to the ground below the stage.

"Oh, it's so dangerous, so dangerous." Mingtai was still in shock and patted his chest.

After calming down, he walked to the edge of the arena, looked at Zhuang Xuan who was still in a daze, and saluted with his sword.

"A high aura does not mean a high level of cultivation. Mingtai has learned a lesson."

Zhuang Xuan blinked, not realizing what had happened. Shouldn't he have lost his temper and torn Mingtai to pieces? How come he was the one who lost?

"Where did you recruit disciples from in your Sword Tower?" Lu Baqian looked at Elder Sikong in surprise.

Others may not be able to see it, but he, a great cultivator in the Tribulation Crossing Stage, can see it clearly. This sword contains the universe and is extremely changeable. It does not look like something that can be swung by a cultivator in the Golden Core Stage.

Even if a sword cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage could do this, he would be called a genius! Elder Sikong felt more refreshed than eating ice cubes in summer when he saw Lu Baqian showing off his power all the way.

"Haha, I've already said it, Mingtai is the only one in my Sword Tower who has received the Supreme Inheritance."

"This sword is good. This is the level at which I can perform the Zhan character technique." In the spiritual space, the imprisoned Lu Yang observed the battle on the ring through the small window left by the immortal fairy.

Mingtai's moves were truly unexpected.

If it weren't for Mingtai, he would have almost forgotten that he was a swordsman.

"This little guy doesn't look like a human." The Immortal Fairy stared at Mingtai for two seconds and quickly lost interest.

She wasn't interested, but Lu Yang was, so Lu Yang quickly asked what was going on.

"It's like the sword spirit has gained true intelligence and has become a living being. Someone has also created a body for him and asked him to enter it. His spirit and flesh have merged into one, making him a true human being."

Lu Yang seemed to be thinking about something. He had the information of all the geniuses participating in the competition on hand. The information showed that Tai had been recognized by the Supreme of Sword Tower and had inherited his mantle.

"Could it be that he is the sword spirit of the Supreme Master of the Sword Tower?"

Then it all makes sense.

The second update will be around 11 o'clock

(End of this chapter)


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