See you in the world

Chapter 564
Hua Tingxue stood facing the wind in the arena, and stopped calling her senior, and said with a smile on the corner of her mouth: "Since Your Excellency recognizes me, should you go down by yourself, or should I send you down?"

With a fixed gaze, the third prince's subordinate raised the long sword horizontally in front of him and said, "I have heard that Mr. Xue's Aoxue sword technique is the best in the world, but I want to learn it!"

"Happy, then it will be as you wish," Hua Tingxue said with a light smile.

It is obvious that this person is not a person who talks a lot. As soon as he finished speaking, the toe of his right foot lightly tapped the ground, and the steel-like ice surface under his feet shook. There was a crackle spreading in the crackling sound, and then there was a soft popping sound, and the broken ice surface Debris was thrown into the air.

There were so many fights in the arena before, and the damage caused by coming down again and again was limited, but Hua Tingxue easily shattered the ice surface!

This is the strength of a top expert. Even if his cultivation is limited, just his own physical fitness and the skillful use of strength can display shocking means.

The moment the ice shards were blown into the air, Huating heard the wave of the snow-white sleeve robe, and thousands of ice shards flew out. The masked man shot away.

Just by showing such a skill, he made the hearts of countless watching around startled, and he put himself in the perspective of the masked man in black, fearing that such a face-to-face would be pierced into a sieve by those ice shards!
The masked man in black reacted in an instant. With a flick of his wrist, the long sword lying across his body instantly spun at a high speed, so fast that it was invisible to the naked eye. There was a strong surge of air in the buzzing sound, and it spun at a high speed. His long sword formed a solid barrier in front of him.

Puff puff……

Pieces of ice shards from the lasing hit the high-speed rotating long sword, either shattered or changed directions and flew everywhere. Every collision made a dull sound, and they gathered together continuously to create a painting. Intense humming.

The ice shards that changed direction and flew across were scattered everywhere, punching bowl-sized potholes in the solid ice surface, and occasionally scattered in the crowd, and there were people who were pierced through their bodies while screaming on the spot. There are not a few people like this!
This is the first time people have paid a price for watching the battle.

The two people on the arena didn't stop because of the surrounding situation. The previous method was not even considered a temptation, and each of them made another move in the blink of an eye.

Hua Tingxue stepped forward, her figure fluctuated like snow falling in the wind, her movements were elegant and elegant, making people wonder, even if her cultivation was restricted, under his agility, there was still a graceful afterimage, afterimage The postures are different, some are like walking in a courtyard, some are like visiting mountains and rivers, and some are like enjoying snow in a snowy day...

Choking ~!

The high-speed spinning scabbard in the left hand of the black-clothed masked man did not stop spinning, but amidst the crisp sound of the sword, his right hand was drawn out of the scabbard, and the cold long sword seemed to split into thousands in an instant as he swung it. Flickering everywhere within a few meters around, bright and dazzling under the sun, like an endless sword net covering all directions, in order to deal with the erratic figure that seems to come from all directions.

Countless people watching were dazzled and couldn't see the movements of the two people on the stage clearly. Many people were even dazzled by the sunlight reflected by the rapidly flickering sword edge, so they immediately looked away and didn't dare to look any further.

I was amazed in my heart, is this a real master? Even if his cultivation base is restricted, his strength is still frightening. It doesn't seem to have much influence on them. I'm afraid that he won't even know how to die if he meets him!

The masked man in black moved between square inches, the long sword danced, and the sword edge whizzed, and the endless sword edge formed a dense network covering all directions.

Again, the afterimages of Hua Tingxue scattered in all directions suddenly disappeared, and people only heard a trembling sword cry, and a stinging sharpness flashed in their eyes, like the glare of sunlight appearing in the snowy weather. Dispel everything.

Then the wind stopped and the snow stopped.

The masked man in black froze his movements. At some point, a snow-white long sword lay across his neck. The sword was very beautiful, its whole body was snow-white, and its body was covered with snowflake-like textures.

Facing the long sword hanging across his neck, the masked man in black slowly lowered the sword in his hand, and said in a somewhat lonely tone, "As expected of Mr. Tingxue, Aoxue's swordsmanship is really good, I am willing to bow down."

With that said, he returned the sword to its sheath, turned around and walked towards the bottom of the ring without hesitation.

In the fight between masters, unless their strengths are equal, it will only take a moment to separate them.

The beautiful white long sword in Hua Tingxue's hand returned to the scabbard with a sword flower. He looked at the back of the black-clothed masked man who stepped off the stage and left with a chuckle: "You think too much, I just used it It's just a Dawnbreaker sword technique."

Hearing that the black-clothed masked man paused, nodded slightly and continued, feeling very bitter in his heart, Hua Tingxue's meaning was obvious, he was defeated even without the qualification to see his Aoxue swordsmanship.

There are talented people from generation to generation. I am always old. The world will always be full of outstanding talents. The world in the future will belong to young people.

With a faint smile, Hua Tingxue no longer looked at him, but turned her eyes to the surroundings and smiled: "It was not my intention to hurt others, I apologize to those who were accidentally injured just now, and please stay away from the ring so that they don't appear again Similar to the previous accidental injury, next, who is willing to come up and teach me?"

What he said was praised by many people. People can’t blame him for such things as accidental injuries, but he went to apologize and reminded everyone to walk away for safety and conduct themselves in the world. .

People felt at ease, those who were accidentally injured took the initiative to say that they didn't blame him, they were careless.

With the lessons learned from the past, people who were close to the ring stayed away one after another, but they didn't miss the next master duel. Even the man in black who easily killed Xie Yunlan lost in one move. What kind of exciting competition is going to be next?

No one wants to miss this kind of duel of real masters, especially the competition under the limitation of cultivation, if one can learn a thing or two from it, it will be of great benefit.

Even Mr. Tingxue, who defeated the top ten masters below the Mythical Realm of the Dajiang Dynasty, came to the stage, and almost [-]% of the people present put out their thoughts on the stage. They are not qualified. Are you going to die?
It’s not at that level, so don’t make a fool of yourself.

"My lord, this subordinate has neglected his duties, please punish him," said the masked man in black who returned to the third prince anxiously.

Wearing a mask, the third prince waved his hands and said calmly: "What's your crime? Isn't that good? It immediately attracted people like Hua Tingxue. Few would dare to come on stage, which saved a lot of trouble." and time, step back"

"Thank you, son." The masked man in black heaved a sigh of relief, bowed his hands and retreated to the side.

He looked up at the sky, and recalled the information sent by his subordinates before. The scope of the special rules had almost narrowed to the mountaintop. The third prince's thoughts flickered, and he felt that it was almost time for him to take the stage.

Hua Tingxue is already a rare master below the mythical realm. There may be similar existences present, but definitely not more than three or five. After defeating him, it can be said that he has already held half of the Tianzijian. As for there are similar people Get on stage and send him off!

The third prince was not worried that he would be besieged after getting the Tianzi Sword. He had already arranged many backhands. Moreover, holding the Tianzi Sword was equal to good luck, so why be afraid?

At that time, when I ascended the heights, I was afraid that half of the people present could be used by me.

"Holding the Son of Heaven Sword is equivalent to the birth of the Son of Heaven. It should be like a cloud of followers. If you want to come here, it's not just the sword-making ceremony of the Son of Heaven sword, but also a chance for the Son of Heaven to get a team. You'll see how to do it when you see it."

A lot of realizations appeared in his mind, the third prince didn't want to wait any longer, his eldest brother married the Jin family, and was supported by the huge wealth of the Jin family, his second brother returned home with a great victory at Bianguan last year, and the relief society has accumulated reputation, And even though I have my master as my master, but the level of my master no longer cares about these small things, so I am at a disadvantage, but once I get the Tianzi sword, they will be far behind!
Gently stroking the unsheathed ferocious great sword beside him, the third prince slowly got up, seeing his actions, the hearts of the rest of the subordinates were shocked, knowing that the master was going to make a move.

But at this time, someone stepped onto the ring faster than the third prince. When he saw that person, he paused, and a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes.

The one on stage was Song Ming Dao, dressed in coarse linen and not very attractive in appearance, and even the weapon was an extremely ordinary low-quality iron sword, which could be bought for a few taels of silver.

But no one dared to ignore his appearance on stage, even more attention-grabbing than Mr. Tingxue on the stage!
Song Mingdao's reputation is much worse than that of Mr. Tingxue, but who can ignore his status as the only surviving disciple of Buried Sword Mountain?Not to mention how powerful he is, just because of his status, it is difficult for people not to wonder whether he is leading behind all this, what intentions are there, and whether there will be some unknown backhand...

The third prince has been paying attention to Song Mingdao all the time, and he pays more attention to him than all the people present. In the eyes of the third prince, the only thing that can change is the most likely to happen to Song Mingdao!
As Song Mingdao stood up, everyone on all sides of the ring subconsciously silenced their voices and looked towards that side. There was only cold wind howling in the world.

Looking at Song Mingdao on the stage, Rao Shihua Tingxue put away her smile, held the sword in front of her and bowed her hands earnestly: "Please enlighten me in Xiahua Tingxue."

"Don't dare to be taught, buried in Jianshan, Song Ming Dao, come to ask for advice", Song Ming Dao held the sword in front of him and said in return.

Nodding, Hua Tingxue said: "I've heard of you, the only surviving disciple of Jianjian Mountain for hundreds of years, once buried Jianshan and claimed to have buried all the swords in the hands of swordsmen. The supreme elegance of Burial Sword Mountain, even if you lose, it’s not worth the trip.”

"My dear friend, Aoxue's swordsmanship is the best in the world. I also yearn for it. It has nothing to do with the past. I only ask about the present. I hope you and I will live up to the sword in our hands." Song Mingdao stood up straight and nodded.

Smiling, Hua Tingxue slowly drew out his extremely beautiful snow-white long sword and said: "This sword is famous Xue, please"

Looking down at the sword in his hand, Song Ming pulled out the sword lightly, and muttered: "This sword has no name. I bought it from a small blacksmith shop for three taels of silver. I'm offended!"

After the words fell, the two people on the ring moved almost at the same time.

In an instant, Hua Tingxue's figure flashed, and her elegant and calm figure turned into afterimages and wandered around the arena, making people unable to tell which was real and which was fake. To be able to display such an exquisite movement technique is simply astounding.

Is this still a means to limit cultivation?
However, what made people stare even more was Song Mingdao. His figure disappeared immediately, making people look down on his trajectory. There was only a faint gray trajectory erratically, as if blending into the wind.

More than [-]% of the people in the arena were dumbfounded, and they couldn't even see their movements clearly, so what's the point?People peered at each other, looked at other people with blank eyes, and still saw blank eyes.

The third prince's eyes flashed, and there was a solemn look in his eyes, and the two people on the stage were instantly regarded by him as his next formidable enemies.

"What happened? Hua Tingxue's graceful and calm figure can dazzle people. The other Song Ming Dao has no trace to be found, and his cultivation base is restricted. Their methods are simply appalling, especially when there is no movement at all." , what kind of trouble is this?" You Xiao murmured as he looked at the ring in a daze.

Yun Jing beside him didn't answer, most of his attention was focused on the ring, but he could see it clearly.

At this time, Song Mingdao and Hua Tingxue were already fighting in the arena. It was not as silent as people thought, because they were too fast.

That Hua Tingxue's movement is so exquisite that Yun Jing has to admit that he has only seen it in his life. His movements are elegant and calm, and as fast as lightning. On the other hand, Song Mingdao is just purely fast, so fast that he is almost invisible to the point of finding.

Of course they are not competing for speed, but they have been fighting from the very beginning. Many people can't even see their movements clearly, and of course they can't understand the danger.

The two people who fought each other hit each other's fatal points every time they swung their swords, but because of this, they were all fighting each other. The long swords in the hands of the two sides never collided in a real sense, and they often saw each other's strength. The next move changed halfway, because of this, the two people on the ring went back and forth without any movement, just two ghostly figures wandering around and flickering.

"Hua Tingxue's swordsmanship is exquisite and unparalleled. Every movement has many changes, and every change has unexpected dangers. It can be said that you can predict the enemy's opportunity. If you can't see through his rhythm and make changes, you will be able to do so in an instant. Then he will be cut by his sword, while Song Ming Dao is purely fast, and the long sword does not have so many changes, it can even be said to be just a basic sword move, but under the blessing of that rapidity, every time the sword is swung towards If it wasn't for his swordsmanship's meritorious deeds, this kind of rapidity could kill Hua Tingxue, but he would also be killed by Hua Tingxue's swordsmanship later. I'm afraid Hua Tingxue has already been defeated. Hua Tingxue made up for the lack of speed with her exquisite swordsmanship."

Yun Jing, who was paying attention to the fight between the two in the arena, thought to himself that he was probably the only one present who knew clearly about the changes in the situation on the field.

Not to mention Hua Tingxue, she can still display such strength when her cultivation base is restricted, and her swordsmanship can achieve the level that Song and Ming swords have to make constant changes. It is conceivable that if her cultivation base is not restricted Limitation, what earth-shattering strength he will display, and Song Mingdao, Yun Jing really admires this person, he has actually practiced the sword scriptures he made up to such an extent, and he has really mastered the world's martial arts. Point did it.

Song Ming Dao's speed has reached the extreme. If it hadn't been for Hua Tingxue, a talented person with a deep cultivation base who was originally unable to fully exert his strength because of his limited cultivation base, and possessed peerless swordsmanship and rich experience, if both sides Conditions are at the same level, Song Mingdao has already won with such haste.

The reason why the two sides were at a stalemate was simply because Hua Tingxue's basic conditions were far superior to Song Mingdao's and thus made up for the lack of speed.

In a sense, Hua Tingxue has already lost!

"If I were to compete with the two of them on stage... that would be meaningless. My physical fitness far surpasses them when my cultivation base is suppressed at the early days of Acquired. My strength and speed are enough to crush them. That would be bullying." people'

Thinking deeply, Yunjing continued to watch the battle, but felt a little bored.

For about ten or twenty breaths, Hua Tingxue and Song Mingdao on the ring could not do anything to each other. The two sides stopped in an incomparable tacit understanding, and each stood in the same direction of the ring.

Standing with the sword in hand, Hua Tingxue said: "As expected of being the only living disciple of Buried Sword Mountain, the sword of my dear brother, although the moves are mediocre, but under Wushuang's rapidity, it can turn decay into magic, admiration, admiration"

"Aoxue's swordsmanship is something I have only seen in my life. The swordsmanship is exquisite, elegant yet sharp, and always predicts the enemy's opportunity, which makes people hard to guard against," Song Mingdao pondered.

Seeing the two of them stop talking in the middle, many people were confused. They saw you two flashing back and forth before. What happened?

Hua Tingxue had no intention of resolving any doubts, her heart was extremely entangled, her cultivation was limited, and Aoxue's swordsmanship's true power could not be displayed even one percent, which made him feel so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood.

Song Mingdao was also entangled, because the basic conditions were not as good as the opponent's, so the quick sword on the first level of the sword scripture could not do its best, which made him realize that the quick sword alone would not be able to win the opponent.

Is it difficult to use the second layer of the sword scripture?
Just when Song Mingdao was hesitating, there was an unexpected change in the arena. Hua Tingxue suddenly put her sword back into its sheath, cupped her hands at Song Mingdao and said with a smile, "Brother's swordsmanship I have already seen that if I hadn’t cultivated far beyond you, I’m afraid I would have been defeated. The so-called chance, for me, this is a chance. Seeing your swordsmanship made me understand my own shortcomings. That's enough, farewell"

After the words were finished, he turned around in an unambiguous and unrestrained manner, stepped off the ring and strode away without any regrets.

Until his figure disappeared on the edge of the cliff, Song Mingdao still hadn't reacted, so he just left?

The people in the audience looked at each other, what's the situation?

Very few people understand in their hearts that it was Hua Tingxue who was 'defeated'. Her own cultivation was far superior to Song Ming Dao, but she thought that her cultivation was limited to the same level, and she couldn't win Song Ming Dao for such a long time. What is it?
Although he didn't say it clearly, he proved his calmness with practical actions. He left directly, not fleeing, but acknowledging his own shortcomings. This kind of heart has to be admired.

It's no wonder that he can grow into that kind of top master, but this kind of heart is something that many people can't compare to. If it's another person, let alone leave so calmly, he probably won't die with Song Mingdao!
After a little thought, Song Mingdao understood what the other party meant, and then calmly stood on the ring, he asked himself that if his cultivation was at the 'same level', he would be no worse than Hua Tingxue.

It is true that everyone's cultivation is now at the 'same level', but many things cannot be changed. The cultivation of the innate realm is suppressed in the early days of the day after tomorrow, is it the same as the cultivation of the true state of mind being suppressed in the early days of the day after tomorrow?

How long has the basic physique been tempered in the later stage of the true state of mind than your innate state?The so-called suppression of cultivation is only reflected in the inability to perform some martial arts that need to cooperate with internal strength, true energy and vitality. Not everyone's physique is suppressed to the same level.

Putting aside those fancy martial arts, the physique of the true mood can exert tens of thousands of catties of strength in every move, which is comparable to that of the innate realm?That is not on the same level in all aspects.

And Song Mingdao can still match Hua Tingxue under such a gap, so naturally he is better.

People looked at Song Mingdao in the arena with uncomplicated eyes, and even thought it was reasonable, after all, he was the only living disciple of Buried Sword Mountain, no matter how good he was, he could not be overstated.

However, only Song Mingdao himself knows that his current strength has nothing to do with the copper coin of Buried Sword Mountain. It was the senior on Crouching Tiger Mountain who gave him the sword scriptures before he became himself.

Recalling that senior back then, Song Mingdao's heart suddenly sank. The sword scripture was given to him by that senior back then, and the other party also read the sword scripture. That senior's strength was already unfathomable, but what level has he reached now?
He couldn't imagine it, but until now, he didn't even know who that senior was...

Standing on the arena, Song Mingdao glanced around, and even felt that the senior was in the crowd back then, just like he was on Crouching Tiger Mountain back then, sitting hidden in the crowd and watching the tigers fight.

Putting aside distracting thoughts, Song Mingdao, who was standing on the ring, knew that after reaching this point, it would definitely not be so smooth to finally be able to stand on the ring, and a bigger challenge was yet to come.

As for whether the sword in his hand can be transformed into the Son of Heaven Sword, even if things have come to this point, and even if he stands on the ring in the end, he can't guarantee it. After all, even he doesn't know whether the Son of Heaven Sword was born in this way.

"I give up!"

At this moment, someone from behind the crowd suddenly said such an inexplicable sentence.

People searched for the reputation and found that the speaker was a man holding a sword. He was originally a handsome young man, but at this time some white hairs appeared on his head inexplicably. The white hairs were still increasing, but when he said the three words After writing, the occurrence of more gray hairs on the head stopped.

At the same time that the hearts of the people were lingering, the people present also realized that the scope of the special rules in the Burial Sword Mountain area has been narrowed to this point. Next, they must either go to the stage to compete for some opportunities, or they can only give up decisively, otherwise they will be under the special rules. Aging rapidly and turning into dust!
There wasn't much time for people to think about it, so almost all the people present either directly said to give up, or gave up by default in their hearts, so as to avoid being targeted by special rules.

Yun Jing didn't come here to get the Emperor Sword and rule the world. If he didn't have that kind of thought, he would certainly not be targeted by special rules. He was also curiously looking forward to whether the Emperor Sword would really appear. How will it appear.

If it does appear, he can only take it away to fulfill the master's instructions in the end, he can only do his best.

'Almost' gave up, but there are still people who don't want to give up.

The masked third prince walked towards the ring step by step with that fierce sword in his hand...

(End of this chapter)