I am cultivating an immortal in the game arena
Chapter 308 Gather people’s hearts and create peace with one sword.
Chapter 308 Gather people’s hearts and create peace with one sword.
Zhang Jun's victory shocked everyone present, especially Elder Shen and Wang Bowu.
Elder Shen's face was ashen. He did not expect that his disciple would be defeated by this blind man.
Shen Rui's face was full of anger. He originally thought that he would easily defeat the Holy Son, but he didn't expect that he would not only lose, but also lose so quickly.
It was hard to accept it for a moment. When he noticed the unkind gaze of his family leader, Elder Shen, Shen Rui suddenly blushed and gritted his teeth and said: "I...I was unprepared..."
In fact, everyone felt that he had lost unfairly. It seemed that the Holy Son had not done much, and it was just a simple trick that took away Shen Rui's sword by surprise.
"If you lose, you lose. If you are prepared or not, if you go to the battlefield, who cares whether you are prepared or not, go back."
Elder Shen scolded with a dark face.
Shen Rui lowered his head and did not dare to say another word. He just glanced at the flying sword that was taken away by the Holy Son.
"I'll borrow it for use and return it to Elder Shen after the beating. Brother Shen won't break his promise and get rich."
Why break one's word and gain weight? ? When did I promise you?
Shen Rui cursed in his heart, but he didn't want to be entangled in the public view. He handed over his hand and retreated behind the crowd with a dark face.
"Who else is coming?"
Zhang Jun stood in the middle of the front hall with a long sword on his back. Although he could not see anything, no one dared to look down on the Holy Son at this time.
Wang Xiansheng wanted to step forward, but was stopped by his grandfather Wang Bofu and shook his head.
Others can't see it, how come they, old monsters who have entered the Tao, can't understand it.
Although the Holy Son was suspected of being a trick just now, the boxing technique was extremely weird. In addition, the Holy Son was able to dodge Shen Rui's sword skills in the lightning and flints, and passed through the gaps between the sword moves lightly and skillfully. It can be seen that the Holy Son was extremely capable. Not just anyone.
Now that he has captured the flying sword again, he will definitely have to dominate with his sword skills later on. At this time, it is better to have more people try it out.
Everyone in the hall was whispering to each other.
At this time, a magnetic voice sounded.
"Everyone!"
The voice was very soft, but it was filled with a sense of power that no one could resist, instantly making the hall quiet.
Even Zhang Jun felt his heart tremble, and he had an aura that was suppressed by an inexplicable force.
For a moment, everyone raised their heads and looked at the figure behind the four elders.
"The war is about to begin. There are many outstanding people among you, but you have too little actual combat experience. It is not only for everyone to have fun during the Tsing Yi Festival, but also to prepare for the future war. Since the Holy Son personally comes to teach, you should not let down the Holy Son. Good intention, next, if the disciples of the family do not participate in this gambling battle, I will pay for the required prize money. Regardless of victory or defeat, as long as they can survive a stick of incense in the hands of the Holy Son, I will give a fifth-grade spiritual pill."
Zhang Jun's heart was trembling, and he didn't know what the holy leader meant when he said this at this moment.
But everyone present was already eager to give it a try.
This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Not to mention whether you can defeat the Holy Son and get the prize pool, even if you lose, you will also get a bottle of fifth-grade elixir, which even a dog would want to jump on.
Instead of stopping Wang Bofu and other elders, they praised him with a smile.
They could sense that the leader was deliberately trying to restore the Son's prestige, using these young disciples as whetstones.
It's just that although the knife is sharpened faster, if the knife is already damaged, it will break faster if it is sharpened like this.
"I come!"
A tall young man jumped up with a loud roar.
He was holding a long sword that shone with cold light, and his eyes were like a torch. The person who came was called Li Tianxiong, and he was a famous master among the younger generation. However, he came from a humble background and did not have huge resources to support him, so his cultivation has never reached the level of adulthood in these years. This layer.
If you can get a bottle of fifth-grade elixir, you will have a chance of getting pregnant.
As soon as Li Tianxiong appeared on the stage, the entire hall became excited.
Anyone who is familiar with Li Tianxiong knows that this man is extremely skilled in swordsmanship. Although he is in the Netherworld period, he has a record of defeating the adult stage.
The flying fox sword technique in one hand has a violent storm-like attack that is irresistible.
Everyone was talking, thinking that although the Holy Son was strong, it might not be easy to defeat Li Tianxiong.
"Holy Son, be careful!"
As soon as Li Tianxiong raised his hand, he stopped talking nonsense, his eyes flashed with coldness, his soul moved, the knife flew away, and a terrifying sword was swung in front of him.
Zhang Jun's expression remained unchanged, and he quickly took a step back. With the blessing of Chasing Stars and Shadows, he was able to dodge Li Tianxiong's sword as nimbly as a ghost.
When Li Tianxiong saw that his attack failed, he frowned slightly, but immediately regained his stern expression. He swung his sword again, and struck Zhang Jun with the light of the sword like lightning.
Zhang Jun smiled slightly, dodged, and easily dodged Li Tianxiong's attack again.
Although he was not good at swordsmanship, he could tell with just two simple moves that although Li Tianxiong's swordsmanship was sharp, it lacked variety and only pursued power and speed.
Everyone was stunned. They thought that the Holy Son would be in a tough battle, but they didn't expect that he could deal with Li Tianxiong's attack so easily.
After missing several shots in a row, Li Tianxiong felt a burst of anger in his heart. He knew that he had fallen into passivity. He decided to change his strategy, and his sword technique began to change and gradually slowed down.
He turned around quickly, and as the long sword danced, sharp blades of light streaked through the air like meteors. He slashed horizontally with the sword, and transformed into a concentrated form, forming a mountain-like sword light, crushing it down with mighty force.
"it is good!!"
Seeing that the sword energy was already in a turbulent wave, making it impossible for anyone to hide, the crowd couldn't help but cheer. They didn't expect that Li Tianxiong's sword skills were so exquisite.
Everyone's eyes were shining, feeling that the Holy Son might not be able to dodge now, but they didn't want to face the huge sword light in front of them. Zhang Jun just frowned and shook the sword in his hand.
"Buzz!"
Accompanied by a harsh sword sound, the four elders' eyes widened in shock.
"boom!"
The straight edge of the sword is just a slash. It is an extremely simple move without any magical power, but this sword is made of antelope horns, and the light of the sword penetrates the front like a work of art.
Before anyone could react, Li Tianxiong felt a huge force coming out of the sword in his hand. His hands went numb, and the next second his soul collapsed. He lost the ability to fight back and his body became stiff for a moment.
At that moment, Zhang Jun's figure had already circled behind Li Tianxiong like a shadow.
He lightly tapped Li Tianxiong on the shoulder, and Li Tianxiong suddenly felt a huge force coming from him, and his body flew forward involuntarily.
"Plop!" Li Tianxiong fell to the ground with a loud sound, and was so hard that he was beaten to pieces.
"Lost?"
"What's going on? Why didn't I see anything? Why did Li Tianxiong lose?"
"Li Tianxiong, why didn't you hide just now?? Why are you standing there in a daze??"
"Yes, when the knife is knocked away, you should give it a try immediately. Aren't you good at the transparent boxing technique?"
Everyone looked at Li Tianxiong who fell to the ground, exclaimed repeatedly, and kept questioning Li Tianxiong, wondering if this guy was cheating.
Li Tianxiong couldn't care less about these people's questions at this moment. He only felt a splitting headache, his spirit was unstable, and his head was buzzing.
At this time, Zhang Jun walked up to him, pulled Li Tianxiong up and said with a smile: "Just enough time to burn a stick of incense. Although we lost, the elixir is indispensable."
After hearing this, everyone realized what was happening, and when they looked at the time, it turned out that it was already time for a stick of incense.
Could it be that... the Holy Son didn't fight back before, but just dodged, just to help Li Tianxiong delay time? ?
A strange thought came to everyone's mind.
A bitter smile appeared on Li Tianxiong's face: "Thank you, Holy Son, I am convinced of my defeat."
He was really convinced, and realized that he had underestimated the Holy Son. He thought that the wave of swords he used would make it impossible for the Holy Son to hide, but he didn't want others to see through him directly. The power of the soul is dispersed, and the soul attached to the blade is scattered with one sword.
If it were a battlefield this time, I might have turned into a corpse.
Li Tianxiong put away his sword. The leader sitting in the back seat threw out a bottle of fifth-grade elixir and immediately retreated.
Zhang Jun stood with his sword in hand and asked again: "Next one."
"Da da……"
With her embroidered shoes stepping on the gleaming bluestone tiles, a girl hurriedly pushed past the crowd and ran forward, attracting everyone's attention.
Xia Shu's face was full of anxiety.
She listened to Zhang Jun's words and went to find An Xiang. After telling her a series of secret words, An Xiang was silent for a moment and just nodded to her without saying anything else.
Xia Shu still looked confused. Only when she came back did she realize that the Holy Son had already gone to the front hall.
Only then did Xia Shu hurried over. Seeing the cheers from time to time in the front hall, Xia Shu's heart suddenly lifted.
His expression changed and he rushed towards the front hall quickly.
Before she could get closer, she heard the clash of swords coming from inside.
"Let me in, let me in..."
After Xia Shu, who was originally weak, heard this voice, she immediately pushed through the crowd and squeezed in.
When she stuck her head out and took a look inside.
Two figures intertwined in front of them, and the sound of swords clashing echoed in the air. The two figures intertwined under the light, and the sword light pierced the sky like a meteor, and then quickly dissipated in the darkness.
The young man turned around, and the long sword danced in the air like a dragon and snake. Each sword was pointed at the opponent's vital points accurately.
The opponent was not to be outdone, and when he waved his sword, it brought up gusts of wind. For a moment, the two weapons intertwined in the air to create a magnificent and colorful picture.
But while everyone was mesmerized, they looked at the incense candle in the incense burner that was about to burn out from time to time.
"Time's up!" Someone shouted, and then the sword in the blind boy's hand became sharper. He accelerated instantly, and the sword stabbed at his opponent like a bolt of lightning.
When the opponent saw this, his expression changed and he quickly retreated, trying to avoid this fatal blow. However, that sword light was too fast. It was obviously a very simple sword, but it made people unable to dodge and unable to parry.
There was a sound of "Bang!"
The next second, the long knife fell to the ground, and the sword was already placed on the opponent's throat.
"it is good!!"
Everyone applauded.
Xia Shu looked at the figure of the blind boy and the cheers around her, and couldn't help but froze in place for a long time.
In a trance, she felt that the young man in front of her seemed to have returned to the high-spirited era ten years ago.
"I lost, thank you Holy Son."
A young man admitted defeat, took the fifth-grade elixir with a smile and left.
This is an unknown number of challengers. From morning to now, if not a hundred, there must be eighty.
Even at the back, some young thieves began to come on stage. They did not confront Zhang Jun head-on. Instead, after a few tentative attacks, they began to deliberately delay time.
Anyway, as long as the time for burning incense is up, the Holy Son will take action to defeat them and get a bottle of fifth-grade elixir for free. This is a piece of cake in the sky.
At first, Wang Bowu and Elder Shen had the idea of letting others consume the Holy Son's physical strength, but now they see that everyone's attitude towards the Holy Son has begun to change.
Even some people who originally were not optimistic about the Holy Son have changed their tone and feel that the Holy Son is still the Holy Son.
He was already the number one among the younger generation back then, but now his cultivation has declined, and he has lost ten years out of thin air, but he is still the number one in the current generation.
"What a pity. If it hadn't been for that damn traitor back then, the Holy Son would have been the number one person in my holy path!"
I don’t know who put forward such a sentence, but it actually attracted everyone’s response.
Now Wang Bowu and the others also understood the leader's intention, which was to help the Holy Son win people's hearts in disguise.
This can't continue like this, otherwise they will not only be unable to abolish this cripple, but will instead let this kid regain his position as the Holy Son.
"Xian Sheng, it's your turn, you must defeat him."
Wang Bowu looked at his grandson and said.
"Yes!"
Wang Xiansheng readily agreed, but after observing in his mind for so long, Wang Xiansheng now felt unsure.
I cast my eyes on the Holy Son in front of me. This has lasted nearly a hundred times. Even if most of them are cheating, cheating and sneaky people, I guess I should be tired by this time, but the Holy Son in front of me is not even breathing. one time.
Although Zhang Jun could not see with his eyes, he was blind in heart and had been observing Wang Xiansheng's movements for a long time.
Sensing Wang Xian Sheng's movement, he suddenly shook the sword in his hand and erupted with a dazzling sword light, knocking back the challenger in front of him.
Everyone was shocked. It was not yet the time to burn incense. Did the Holy Son miscalculate the time? ?
At this time, Zhang Jun said sternly: "The leader originally wanted me to sharpen you so that you can save your lives on the battlefield, but you are so sneaky and slippery. Do you really think that all the elders are blind?"
The corners of the mouths of the four elders sitting on the chairs twitched, thinking to themselves: "You are the blind man."
Zhang Jun continued: "Since I gave you the opportunity, but you don't cherish it, it doesn't matter. Next, if anyone can't survive ten moves and rolls off, I'll cut off a little finger of myself. If he can't survive even one move, Just cut off nine of your own fingers."
Everyone's expressions changed immediately when they heard this, and some people who originally wanted to use their cleverness to come on stage to exchange for elixirs suddenly gave up their thoughts.
However, someone smelled it and looked sideways at Wang Xiansheng. Seeing the strange look on his face, they guessed what was going on.
"Wang Xiansheng!!"
Sure enough, the next moment, the Holy Son Jianfeng pointed at Wang Xiansheng's position: "You mentioned what happened this time, but now you have become a coward. Come down and fight!"
When Wang Xiansheng heard this, his expression changed, and he knew he could no longer escape. He took a deep breath and walked to the center of the front hall.
Everyone looked sideways at Wang Xiansheng. They all knew that Wang Xiansheng was the grandson of Elder Wang, and his strength was one of the best among the younger generation. Everyone was very optimistic about him before, but now...
Wang Xiansheng clenched the sword in his hand and stared at Zhang Jun firmly. He knew that he could not lose this battle no matter what, otherwise his reputation would plummet.
"Holy Son, please give me some advice!" Wang Xiansheng said in a deep voice.
Zhang Jun smiled slightly and said: "You don't have to be polite, just try your best."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Jun moved and rushed toward Wang Xiansheng like a ghost. Wang Xiansheng was shocked and quickly waved his sword to meet the enemy. The sword lights of the two men intertwined in the air, making a harsh metallic collision sound.
With just one collision, Wang Xiansheng felt as if the sword in front of him was smashed down like a huge mountain.
He had no choice but to roar, his whole body's true energy was stirring, and his soul was attached to the long sword. In an instant, the sword moves changed endlessly, and finally turned into an army of thousands of horses.
"All armies will destroy the world! This guy is crazy!!"
Some people screamed in shock. This was a unique skill passed down from the Wang family, and its lethality was extremely shocking and terrifying.
One man and one sword can withstand thousands of troops, but can slaughter an entire city with one sword.
It is said that Elder Wang relied on this swordsmanship to break through Shenxiang's defenses, penetrate the Shenxiang legion, and kill dozens of Shenxiang's strange gods in succession.
Wang Xiansheng used this move as soon as he made his move, fearing that he wanted to use his cultivation level to forcibly defeat the Holy Son.
For a moment, the sword light was like a sea and the momentum was like a mountain, as if there were really thousands of troops galloping and roaring on the battlefield.
However, Zhang Jun just smiled slightly. He knew it was time for him to take action. Although the saint son's physical cultivation is not as good as Wang Xiansheng's, but in terms of swordsmanship alone, ten Wang Xiansheng are no match for him.
Zhang Jun took a deep breath, raised his hand, and the sword in his hand floated.
In just a short moment, thousands of pictures appeared in my mind. I saw the misty smoke from cooking stoves, the mountains and the earth, and the children playing in the fields. In the blink of an eye, I saw the earth falling apart, wars raging, oppression, war, bullying by foreign powers, and blood flowing. into a river.
A sentence came to mind.
What is peace, and how to make the world peaceful.
"this!!"
The four elders sitting above suddenly stood up from their chairs.
His eyes were fixed on the sword floating in Zhang Jun's hand.
One of the elders named Wang's pupils tightened: "Sword Intent!"
"No, retreat quickly..." Wang Boyu yelled loudly. This level of sword power was no longer comparable to that of Wang Xiansheng and others.
But it was too late.
Zhang Jun opened his eyes and held the sword floating in his hand with his backhand. At this moment, time seemed to freeze as he waved the sword's edge.
He said as if talking to himself.
"I'll bring peace with my sword!"
With a sword swing, a ray of green light penetrated the thousands of troops in front of him. In an instant, the sword energy cut through the sky, forming an invisible boundary, and then pushed forward all the way.
The thousands of troops and horses transformed by Wang Xiansheng were instantly shattered under the green light, and the terrifying sword intent swept upwards.
"Be careful!!"
Seeing that even Wang Xiansheng was about to be affected by the sword energy, Wang Xiansheng's grandfather, Wang Bowu, finally couldn't care less and grabbed Wang Xiansheng back from the sword energy.
"boom!"
The dome of the front hall exploded, and green light shot straight into the sky, bombarding the barrier above the Holy City, followed by a huge roar.
Everyone raised their heads involuntarily and looked at the sky. Suddenly, a green light exploded in the sky, like a bright firework. Dots of blue light fell down like rain, like a blue snow dance. When these blue lights fall on the body, people do not feel any discomfort. Instead, they feel a cool breath, and the depression and boredom in their hearts disappear instantly.
At this moment, the atmosphere in the front hall was extremely quiet, and everyone was staring intently at the falling snowflakes above their heads.
"Long live the Holy Son, may the Holy Way live forever!!"
Suddenly a deafening shout rang out from the crowd, bringing everyone back to their senses. They responded to the call of the Holy Son and shouted long live.
This scene made Wang Bowu and others look strange. They wanted to immediately reprimand the Holy Son for his domineering behavior, but the green snow left them speechless.
Until Zhang Jun put down the sword in his hand, it was a pity that this ninth-grade flying sword could not carry such a huge sword intent. Before Zhang Jun could put away the sword, the spiritual light on the sword flickered, and the next moment it turned into dots of green light and dissipated in the air.
"Holy Son!" Upon seeing this, Xia Mo rushed forward and asked with concern: "Are you okay?"
Zhang Jun took Xia Mo's hand and replied with a smile: "No, not only is it okay, we will also get rich."
Zhang Jun pointed to the various treasures on the table in front of him.
"The victory or defeat has been decided, let's prepare for the Qingyi Festival ceremony. If the message continues, tomorrow in front of the treasure house, the Holy Son will open the door of the treasure house, and talents from all walks of life can freely enter and collect the treasure." The mysterious leader of the holy way in the temple finished. this farce.
Everyone cheered when they heard the news.
The treasure house has not been opened for ten years, and everyone is eager to enter the treasure house to obtain treasures and enhance their own strength.
Wang Bofu and others looked at each other in shock. They did not expect that the result of this battle would be like this.
They originally wanted to take the opportunity to remove the Holy Son and re-elect him.
But he didn't expect that not only did the plan fail, but it also allowed the Son to win people's hearts again.
But at this point, they had no choice but to look at Zhang Jun with a bit of resentment and pocket all the treasures on the table with a wave of his hand.
(End of this chapter)
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