190: C190

C190

Fan Wuji looked at the talented youth across him and lightly said, "I have sword intent, you will definitely lose. Just admit defeat. If I strike with my sword, you will either die or become crippled. "1

Fan Wuji's words were filled with confidence. However, the youth with the talent in front of him understood that those words were unpleasant to hear, but it was indeed the truth. Fan Wuji was a swordsman who had comprehended sword intent. His strength was not something that the opposing youth could even guess at.

But the genius revealed a stubborn look and said: "I am a swordsman. The swordsman should have shown off his edge, but he should have been unyielding. The swordsman should not have been defeated, and even more so, he should not have been defeated. Although your sword is a lot better than mine, but I, Zhao Yiping, am willing to experience your high technique. Even if I die under this sword technique, I will have no regrets. "

He looked at the gifted youth in front of him, revealing a rare expression, and said: "Your sword art is young, and your cultivation is average, but you have a sword bone that never bends, and in the future, you will become an outstanding swordsman. "I respect your decision. I will strike out with my sword. I hope that you can accept it."

"I want to learn some of Brother Fan's moves. I also want to see how far I am from a genius who has comprehended sword intent." The genius immediately clasped his hands at Fan Wuji to show his respect.

I will not draw my sword. Once I pull my sword out, I must kill. However, for someone who knew a set of sword fingers, even if it was a sword art, it was still a finger art. It was an extraordinary martial art. Look at this move! "Break the river with one finger!" Fan Wuji said with a calm tone. "The reason why he did not draw his sword was not because he was conceited, nor because he was underestimating others. It was because he did not want a talented swordsman of great potential to die in vain.

Just as Fan Wuji was speaking, he raised his left hand from afar and used his finger as a sword. A stream of sword Qi shot out from his fingertip at an extremely fast speed, and with a whistling sound, it shot towards the genius youth like a bolt of lightning.

On the other hand, the young genius had an incomparably serious expression, as if he was about to face a great enemy. He quickly raised his short sword and unleashed another Autumn Water Killing technique. Relying on this sword technique, he brandished out dozens of rays of cold light. However, this time, he did not attack with the cold light. Instead, he caused the ten cold glows to protect his not very tall body.

The sword qi from Fan Wuji's fingertip, with the speed of a lightning bolt, instantly destroyed dozens of the cold lights. It tore open a small hole and went straight for the young genius' chest.

With a swoosh, the sword Qi tore through the air, creating continuous sonic booms. When it was just a few feet away from the genius, he subconsciously dodged the sword Qi attacks. Although his consciousness was very good, the speed of the sword qi was too fast. He was still unable to completely dodge it. The stream of sword Qi directly pierced through the youth's arm, leaving behind a transparent hole. The hole was so deep that the bones were exposed, and fresh blood flowed out from it.

That young genius was indeed proud and arrogant. After suffering such heavy injuries, he only let out a few muffled groans. He then let out a hissing sound, but did not moan in pain for a moment. The willpower of a young genius was extraordinary.

The genius laughed bitterly and said, "Sword intent is indeed sword intent. With sword intent, no matter what kind of sword technique it is, it will turn into something miraculous. This sword finger wasn't of a high grade, but it was able to completely defeat me. I am convinced of my defeat in this battle. "In the future, I will definitely surpass you and fight you again."

"I'll wait for you." Fan Wuji replied in this manner. However, he muttered in his heart: 'Our aptitudes and strength are not on the same level. In the future, the gap between us will only become bigger. But there aren't many people with sword bones like you, so I won't beat you up.

Unbeknownst to him, in the future, Fan Wuji would soar into the heavens and achieve that realm. The gap between the two grew larger and larger. However, that talented youth was striving for the best. In the future, he would become a perfect Life and Death Realm swordsman and become a famous Extreme Realm King swordsman. His battle prowess was ranked within the top three in the Hundred Kingdoms during that era. He was superior to many geniuses who were stronger than him back then. That talented youth was known as the Hundred Empire Sword King. One strike after another left the Hundred Empire, there were almost no opponents for him in the entire Hundred Kingdom.

In fact, life is like this, good talent is a very high starting point and advantage, but in the end decided a strength and level, in addition to the aptitude, is that person's heart and spirit.

The genius put his dagger on his back, clutched his shoulder, and said the word "admit defeat" before walking off the floating immortal power arena.

After that, Fan Wuji sat cross-legged on the stage. Then, with his eyes closed and his heart in his chest, he began cultivating. He was in the origin secret area meditating 100 times, comprehending many of the mysteries behind these sword techniques. Right now he still hadn't digested all of them and had transformed them into his own sword technique.

Roughly an hour later, one battle after another ended for the 128 arenas. The victors stood proudly on the arenas, looking down upon the losers below.

However, at this moment, Fan Wuji's reputation was greatly stirred up. The fact he had displayed sword intent meant that he had unlimited potential, and indirectly proved that he had outstanding battle prowess, at the very least possessing the strength of the second step. However, Fan Wuji's cultivation was lower than the other geniuses, so many people only saw him as a dark horse that came from the second step, not the top genius from the first step. They didn't know that Fan Wuji's strength had already reached the first step.

Of course, other than Fan Wuji, there were also a few other dark horses, the most famous of which was the Half-Beast Man, Jiao Jiu. This Jiao Jiu was a half-beastman, and he had half the bloodline of a flood dragon. Therefore, just based on the strength of his bloodline, he was comparable to a Xiantian Full Circle realm martial artist. He was on the first step.

Although in the eyes of many, Jiao Jiu was a dark horse with limitless glory. However, the gazes with which the eight Immortals looked at him were filled with disdain. Bloodline was an advantage. It was indisputable, but it was also a shackle. There were many half-beastmen and beast races with bloodlines. Their early cultivation progress was very fast, but if their bloodlines were not high, then there would be a kind of shackle, making it difficult for them to surpass the realm of their ancestors.

Thus, out of the eight Immortals, only half of them possessed the bloodline of a Flood Dragon. As such, Yaojiao Jiu did not hold them in any regard at all. As Jiao Jiu possessed the shackles of his bloodline, it would be difficult for him to become a powerful individual in the future. Meanwhile, the other geniuses on the first step had great potential, and each of them had a slight chance of advancing to the Immortal Soul Stage.

Soon after, under the order of Wan Wuji, all 129 geniuses that advanced went one after another to retrieve their number plates. Not long after, everyone received their own number plates.

Wan Wuji looked around and asked, "This time, the young man who drew the last number will take nine steps forward and let me have a look. Then, he will stand to the side and watch the battle."

pqdm.com