Sword knocks the door of heaven

Chapter 90 Fraud?

No. 11 days after the Beginning of Spring, the triennial Autumn Water Sword Trial came as scheduled.

According to the rules of the Qiushui Sword Test Conference, the disciples recommended by the Sixteen Blessed Lands this time must be within three years of entry, not even a day, and secondly, their cultivation must not exceed the spiritual realm, so the students selected by each Blessed Land are not The strongest disciple, but the most potential new disciple.

This is also the purpose of the Qiushui sword test conference, to give new disciples a chance to stand out, and to test the education level of each blessed place for new disciples.

The sky is very gloomy today, but the seats on the Shuangyufeng Jianjianping are full of people early on, chattering very lively.

The sword-testing platform on Twin Fish Peak is specially built for the sword-testing meeting in Qiushui. From a high place, it overlooks a barrel with a wide mouth and a narrow bottom. The open space in the center of the bottom is the venue for the competition. This Jianping Qiushui ingeniously built a circle of three-story pavilions, which are the seats where Qiushui's disciples sit to watch the battle, and the elders of Qiushui sit in four separate pavilions in the four directions of east, west, north, south, not because they don't want to talk to their disciples. Sitting together is just so convenient to deal with emergencies in Jianjianping.

"Cousin, Xiaoyu, here, here!"

Sang Xiaoman found an inconspicuous vacant seat and sat down, then waved to Zhao Xuanjun and a little Taoist boy.

"Miss Xiaoman, I'd better go back to our Shuiyue residence, there are people I don't know around here."

Gongsun Yu, who was eating with big and small bags, seemed a little afraid of Sang Xiaoman, and said with an aggrieved face.

"It's fun here." Sang Xiaoman patted Gongsunyu's little head with a smile, and then whispered: "Look at the disciples of Songtaoju all around here, and my junior brother will talk to them later. It must be very exciting when Ivan fights!"

"It's still you who will find a place. I'm looking forward to it."

Zhao Xuanjun sat down as if he didn't think the matter was a big deal.

"Is that Li Yunsheng from Baiyun Temple?"

Knowing that he couldn't beat Sang Xiaoman, Gongsun Yu had to sit down and asked curiously.

"exactly!"

Sang Xiaoman nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

"But... isn't he Rootless Immortal Vein?"

Although Li Yunsheng was led into Qiushui by Gongsun Yu, he rarely saw each other in the future, so his words seemed a little strange.

Before Sang Xiaoman could answer, a group of Songtaoju disciples sitting beside them also started talking.

"What was the name of the person Junior Brother Ivan met in the first scene?"

"Li Yunsheng, he is the new disciple of Baiyun Temple."

"White Cloud Temple has not sent a disciple to participate in the sword test meeting for many years. It is a big joke to let a rootless immortal disciple with little cultivation to participate in the competition this time."

"Does he make too few jokes in Baiyun Temple every year?"

Speaking of this, the disciples of Songtao Residence burst into laughter.

Hearing this, Sang Xiaoman signaled Zhao Xuanjun and Gongsun Yu to keep silent, then smiled without saying a word, and continued to listen while knocking on melon seeds.

"It seems that Junior Brother Ivan can make a good start this time."

"I think it's not good to win the first game too easily."

"That's right, I hope Senior Brother Ivan will finish off that Li Yunsheng quickly, and then adjust his mentality to prepare for tomorrow's game."

Seeing that the disciples of Songtaoju were already chatting about Ivan's opponent tomorrow, Gongsun Yu said with some disdain:
"Songtaoju's new disciples in the past few years have very poor aptitude, and this Mu Yifan is only just at the master level, and he dares to make such a big deal."

"It's only at the human level." Sang Xiaoman pinched Gongsun Yu's face with a smile and said, "Little Yu'er is good at it."

Just as Sang Xiaoman was joking with Xiao Yuer, Song Shuwen, acting head of Qiushui, walked to the center of Jianjianping, and said in his usual gentle voice: "On the first day of the Sixteen Blessed Land Qiushui Sword Testing Conference, In the first round, Li Yunsheng of Baiyunguan played against Songtao Ju Mu Yifan."

He didn't shout at the top of his voice, but his voice reached everyone's ears very clearly.

"Brother, is it really okay for me to behave like this?"

Hearing this voice, Li Yunsheng, who had been standing at the corner of Jianjianping, stood up. He looked at the thick and shining golden armor on his body, and the pair of black gold gloves in his hands, and turned to look at the two senior brothers. , asked very seriously.

"Of course!"

"Too majestic!"

Both Li Lan and Li Changgeng looked excited, nodding in satisfaction.

Although Li Lan and Li Changgeng often disagreed, it was their long-cherished wish to stand on the sword-testing platform of the Qiushui Sword-testing Conference wearing a majestic armor.

In fact, Li Yunsheng wanted to ask the two of them if they were allowed to dress like this at the sword test meeting, and even though the armor and gloves looked vulgar and gaudy, Li Yunsheng could feel that these two items were not of low quality.

"They are all top-grade items, and they are not beyond the scope allowed by the rules."

It was Li Lan who saw what Li Yunsheng was thinking, so he explained.

Only then did he heave a sigh of relief, and then walked up to Jianjianping while the Qiushui disciples on the stage were surprised at first and then looked at them like monsters.

"Is this for a competition, or for a battle?"

"This golden chain mail is really like the taste of those mud-legged people in Baiyun Temple."

"My eyes are almost blinded by that golden armor."

The disciples in the stands laughed.

"I just said that this Baiyun Temple can make jokes, right? Who taught him to dress like this, hahaha."

The disciples of Songtao Residence also laughed up and down.

But soon the laughter on the stage was interrupted by a loud bang.

It turned out that amidst the laughter of everyone on the stage, the acting head had already signaled the start of the competition to the two of them. Mu Yifan wanted to take the lead, so he drew his sword and stabbed at Li Yunsheng without hesitation, but he hadn't waited for his sword to stab at Li Yunsheng. When it came to Li Yunsheng, Li Yunsheng brought the fist of the Wujin glove, and with one punch, Mu Yifan and his sword fell to the ground, even cracking the granite ground.

After a brief shock in the stands, the disciples of Songtaoju began to shout:

"Cheating, you guys cheating at Baiyun Temple, his body must be a high-level magic weapon!"

"That's right, this Li Yunsheng has no cultivation, how could he be my opponent in the Upper Realm Ivan!"

"This game, you can't count!"

The rest of the disciples of Fudi were also infected by the disciples of Songtaoju, and they all shouted that Li Yunsheng had cheated in righteous indignation, and began to curse Baiyun Temple for being shameless.

In the eyes of these people, the disciples of Baiyun Temple can grow land. How does this cultivation level compare with other disciples of blessed land who practice hard?Li Yunsheng won so simply, he must have used some dishonorable means, and the glaring armor looked tricky.

Li Yunsheng himself knows best whether he is hiding tricks or not—except for being eye-catching and heavy, this armor does not help him in any way, and it is entirely due to the weird preferences of his two senior brothers.

Even though Li Yunsheng has a weak heart and doesn't care much about other people's words, being scolded and scolded by thousands of people at the same time, especially when they scolded together with Bai Yunguan, made Li Yunsheng a little annoyed, which is rare.

At this time, Mu Yifan also got up from the ground. The place where Li Yunsheng beat him was not a vital point. He is a cultivator at the Upper Human Realm, and the damage to this degree is actually the same as that of an ordinary person scratching the skin.

"Heh...I didn't expect you people of Baiyun Temple to practice hard and not learn to cheat."

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said with a sneer. After finishing speaking, he turned around and judged the elder: "This man is extremely shameless, this armor must be a high-grade spiritual treasure, and he still uses it knowing that the sword test meeting will not allow it. I also hope that the elders will make a decision and deprive him of the qualification to participate in the competition, otherwise we disciples who practice hard on weekdays and take the written test based on our ability will be disappointed!"

What he said was righteous and strict, and he deliberately used the real energy in his dantian to spread his voice throughout the audience.

So as soon as his words fell from the stands, there was an uproar again. Mu Yifan's words seemed to confirm their conjecture. This disciple of Baiyun Guan was indeed cheating!

For a while, the crowd was furious, some people wanted Li Yunsheng to apologize, some people wanted to deprive Li Yunsheng of the competition qualification on behalf of the master, and some even asked Bai Yunguan not to participate in the sword test meeting.

Without waiting for the ruling elder to speak, Li Yunsheng suddenly and silently removed the armor one by one, and the sound of the metal hitting the ground echoed in the Jianjianping.

Li Yunsheng took off his loose Taoist robe, standing straight like a green pine on the sword-testing platform, letting the Taoist robe be blown by the strong wind in the field, and said to Mu Yifan and the ruling elder: "How about a rematch?"

He was really angry.

The ruling elder smiled and nodded. He knew exactly what Li Yunsheng was wearing.

"I will not be merciful to a shameless person like you."

Mu Yifan sneered, he had always believed that the punch that Li Yunsheng just received was due to his own carelessness, and it was also because of Li Yunsheng's armor and spirit treasure.

The elder ruling over there nodded, and the long sword in Mu Yifan's hand stabbed at Li Yunsheng like a flash of lightning.

Li Yunsheng also knows how to use swords. In his eyes, Mu Yifan's sword...is so stupid.

Just when Mu Yifan's sword was half a meter away from Li Yunsheng's chest, Li Yunsheng took a step forward, and the figure passed Mu Yifan's side like a ghost.

Mu Yifan pierced the air with his sword.

Li Yunsheng had already seen the sword of hell ghost guards, and Mu Yifan's sword was like playing a house.

Without giving Mu Yifan a chance to make a second sword strike, Li Yunsheng took advantage of the momentum of the walking cloud, punched the tiger with one stroke, and smashed Mu Yifan to the ground with another punch, but this time he tried the sword on the ground. A big hole was smashed into the ground, and Mu Yifan's head was buried in that hole.

"Xingyunbu! Crushing stone power!"

The stands are not all disciples who don't understand anything.

These two exercises are not mysterious, but those who understand them know that practicing these two exercises requires extraordinary perseverance and tireless practice, and they no longer have any contempt for Li Yunsheng in their eyes.

"This is the kid that old man Yang taught? It seems that he has suffered a lot to be able to practice Tiger Fist and Walking Cloud Step to such an extent."

In the stands, in the attic where the sect elders sat, someone was first curious and then emotional.

"Very good, but there should be no chance of winning in the next round."

Another elder continued.

"Who is he playing next round?"

"Not surprisingly, it will be Xuanwu Pavilion Ye Xiao."

"It's a pity. I wanted to see how far this kid can go. Since it's Ye Xiao, there's nothing I can do."

"not necessarily."

Just when everyone echoed, an old voice full of spirit retorted.

When everyone turned their heads, it turned out that it was Mr. Huang Helou who seldom went out. Ji Zhen followed him with an embarrassed smile on his face.

"Oh? What's your opinion, Mr. Big?"

Seeing that it was Mr. Da who spoke, someone asked curiously.

"I bet [-] gold, and Li Yunsheng will win."

Mr. Da seemed very happy today, he smiled and said to the elder in the attic.

　Ask for a recommendation ticket!
　　


(End of this chapter)