Turbulent Times Chapter 845: Wulin Conference (4)
On the west side of the arena, Zhang Zhongjian, Sword God, and Dugu Mingliang were sitting on a table. In the eyes, but after a while, I didn't know what to think of, and glanced at the Spring and Autumn Valley Master next to Wang Junlin, who also had his eyes closed.
Suddenly, Spring and Autumn Valley Master felt something, opened his eyes suddenly, and glanced at the Sword God expressionlessly, but his gaze was like lightning. .
Wang Junlin looked at the two of them, and asked in a low voice to the Spring and Autumn Valley Master: "Senior Spring and Autumn, this sword god...have you met before, or know each other?"
The Master of Spring and Autumn Valley opened his eyes and said in a low voice: "Twenty-five years ago, I had a face-to-face meeting with this person. At that time, we fought for a stone, but just when we started, we secretly killed the sect master's killer." The King of Killers suddenly appeared and snatched the things away, so the two of us stopped chasing after the King of Killers, and we have never seen or heard of him other than that.”
"Oh! This person dared to grab something with Senior and the King of Killers, and he is still alive. His strength may not be simple. I will trouble Senior to compare with this person later. It is best to directly and seriously injure this person. !” Wang Junlin said with a serious expression.
The Spring and Autumn Valley Master glanced at Nie Xiaoyu, nodded in agreement.
For the vast majority of people, the competition for the leader of the martial arts in this martial arts conference is just about participating. What's more, there will never be too many people who dare to compete with the martial arts guild for the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance. Even first-class forces such as Linglong Jiange only come for the deputy leader and other positions in the martial arts alliance to be established.
In fact, those who dare to compete with the martial arts guild for the position of the leader of the martial arts are no longer the martial arts masters of the Jianghu, but those from the powerful families and the sword gods.
So, for most people, this martial arts competition is just an opportunity, a chance to compete with masters of the same realm, a chance to become famous.
The two people on the stage fought with all their strength from the very beginning, and they used their unique moves frequently, so it didn't take long for the winner to be decided. But the green-robed man was also defeated by an old man with an iron spear who came up from behind, he clutched his chest unwillingly, and stepped down in desperation.
The masters who really have plans for the leader and the deputy leader of the martial arts will naturally not make a move easily at this time. After all, if they make a move too early, it is likely to turn into a wheel war, defeating the defeated one by one in front of them. Look at the prestige, but Wouldn't it be too unfair to lose when you meet a real opponent later after consuming too much physical strength and internal energy.
So at this time, the contestants on the field are all those who are ranked below the 30th on the Xiaoyao list, and there will not be a situation where someone directly sweeps the audience and firmly occupies the ring.
Soon, an hour passed, everyone including Wang Junlin felt that today was an eye-opener.
These people have different sources of martial arts, different sects, and various moves, and even weapons emerge in endlessly, and everyone has their own unique moves. Today, no one will save their strength. I feel that this trip is worthwhile, and it is of great benefit for him to understand and advance in martial arts through watching the battle.
Of course, with the passage of time, the strength of the contestants in the ring became stronger and stronger. When finally the top 30 masters on the Xiaoyao List came to the stage, Wang Junlin saw Shan Xiongxin walking out from behind Nie Xiaoyu, lightly. flew up.
Shan Xiongxin looked at the man in gray on the opposite side, and said: "Shan Xiongxin, the deputy head of the Law Enforcement Hall of the Martial Arts Association, is currently ranked twenty-sixth on the Xiaoyao List, please advise."
"Shan Xiongxin's strength has improved rapidly under your guidance in the past two years. I remember that he was only promoted to the breaking stage half a year ago. In the 26th place on the Xiaoyao list, the man in gray who fought against him on the stage just said that he is ranked 24th in the Xiaoyao list, I don't know if he can be defeated today, and the ranking can be raised." Wang Junlin smiled and said softly to Nie Xiaoyu.
Wang Junlin watched the two fight, but he couldn't tell which of them was the better one. You come and go, but there is not much difference in strength between Shan Xiongxin and his opponent.
However, Shan Xiong believes in the sword. The moves look simple, but they are extremely fast, and can often judge the opponent's next move, or even the next move. The opponent is quite passive between stabbing and cutting. There is a shadow of Nie Xiaoyu.
Under Wang Junlin's instruction, Nie Xiaoyu has never been stingy with giving advice to her admirers, and Nie Xiaoyu's ability to teach other people's martial arts skills can be called abnormal. It is difficult to advance. In fact, three of the Six Swordsmen have been promoted to the breaking stage, and this is one of the reasons why more than 20 young masters such as Shan Xiongxin are now more and more devoted to Nie Xiaoyu and Wang Junlin.
Thoughts turned in Wang Junlin's mind, and Wang Junlin found that Shan Xiongxin had already lifted the weapon of the man in gray. Finally fell off the ring.
Shan Xiongxin often followed Nie Xiaoyu, influenced by the latter, he was usually expressionless and cold, and it was the same at this time, he cupped his hands downward, and said coldly: "Accept."
Wang Junlin looked at Shan Xiongxin, who had changed so much from a year ago, with a cold face, and felt strange in his heart, thinking that people who admire Nie Xiaoyu have already begun to imitate Nie Xiaoyu instinctively?
Ye Ying was a little envious and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Shan Xiongxin's talent in martial arts is really amazing. In just a few days, the ranking has risen by another two places."
The man in gray is also using a sword, he is the most outstanding disciple of Linglong Jiange's younger generation, and he is also the best student that Linglong Jiange has placed high hopes on this time, wanting him to find a place in the newly established Wulin League There is a hopeful candidate, but unexpectedly, he was beaten down by Shan Xiongxin just after he went up to fight two games. At this time, he raised his hand at Shan Xiongxin with a depressed face, and without saying a word, he retreated to Jiang Shengxiong, the master of Linglong Jiange, with his head down. The reporter glanced at Wang Junlin's direction, and whispered a few words of encouragement to him.
At this time, on the other side, Dugu Mingliang said something to Jianshen and Zhang Zhongjian, and then went straight to the stage, looked at Shan Xiongxin, cupped his hands, and said, "Dugu Mingliang is not on the Xiaoyao list, but it is also a broken effort." I am a master in the early stage, please enlighten me!"
Seeing that the person who came was clearly only about sixteen years old, and was already a master of the breaking stage, everyone was shocked, and the three of them had already said that they were not on the Xiaoyao list when they broke in. And with the consent of Wang Junlin, the leader of the martial arts guild Nie, he has the qualifications to participate in the competition.