Mission system is a bit skinny

Chapter 28 The Trial of Sharpening the Sword
The trial of sharpening the sword is an annual event of the Sword Sect.

All Jianzong disciples from top to bottom can participate.

From December 31st to January [-]th, a total of eleven days.

For this day, the true disciples who were away and the elders who had no garrison points returned two or three days earlier.

After Xu Ziyun led many elders and Lin Qianjun and his true disciples gave a long speech, the event officially started.

On the huge sword-sharpening platform, figures went up and down.

The surrounding Jianzong disciples commented, applauding and exclaiming from time to time.

Lin Qianjun and all the true disciples sat on top, watching the competition of the disciples of Jianzong, while silently running the wooden bracelets on their wrists.

Among these competitions, what attracted Lin Qianjun's attention the most was naturally the competition among players.

These players have deduced a lot of skills here, and the players' way of thinking has always been unique, which makes them come up with strange tricks frequently, and all the elders and true disciples can't help nodding their heads.

At this time, an outer disciple successfully defended the beating, and he, who defeated three people in a row, was looking triumphantly at the players below and begging for a fight.

The group of players sized each other up, and then Li Jian came out more and more, tapped his feet, and jumped onto the ring with lightness kung fu.

"The name of the sword [Zhu Xie], please see the teacher." Li Dian pulled out the long sword and said slowly.

This is the tradition of Jianzong. No matter what rubbish quality your sword is, it is necessary to have a name. In Jianzong, the sword not only represents a weapon, it is also your friend.

Naming a sword is a very elegant thing, and if two swordsmen's saber names collide, they will fight each other to make the loser change his name.

"Zhu Xie? Good name, this sword is called [Zhen Lei], junior brother, you should be careful." The outer disciple also pointed the sword at Li Dian, and then said.

The moment the eyes of the two sides met, they made moves almost at the same time.

Both of them's cultivation bases are in the early innate stage, and the level of their sword moves is also about the same. If you make a move, I will break it, and the fight is still very interesting.

Meng Yu, who was sitting on top of Lin Qianjun, saw Lin Qianjun watching the battle of the disciples outside the ring, so he turned to Lin Qianjun and asked, "Junior Brother Lin, who do you think will win?"

Lin Qianjun replied without thinking, "That alien will win."

After Meng Yu sized it up for a while, he was a little puzzled and said, "These two have similar cultivation bases and sword skills, and neither of them is showing signs of decline. Junior brother, where did you see it?"

Lin Qianjun smiled but did not answer.

Is he going to tell Meng Yu that Li Dian is the person he has been taking care of?
Li Dian basically gave all of his own mission experience to Li Dian. The upper limit of experience is nearly [-] a day, which is already very rich for a solo player.

You know, players at this stage don't have many high-level NPCs. A mission may only have ten or twenty experience points. There are players who can earn two thousand experience points a day. do it.

If it were someone else, maybe his cultivation had already reached the innate peak stage.

The reason why Li Dian has gained so much experience is at the early stage of innate, it's just because he returned most of the experience to Lin Qianjun and used it to deduce his skills.

So his hole cards are more than that.

His true energy is stronger, and there are still several useless sword moves, and even his light work and footwork are hiding clumsiness.

Among the outer disciples, apart from those NPCs who hid relatively deeply, it is estimated that only a few guild leaders can compete with him.

And the facts were as expected by Lin Qianjun, the outer disciple who had successfully defended the ring for a long time was after all exhausted due to the long-term battle, showing a slight flaw, allowing Li Dian to break his sword and lose directly.

Seeing that guy's face repeatedly saying luck, Lin Qianjun seemed to see the picture of him bullying Mengxin when he was practicing the trumpet.

It's too cheap, and I don't know how many people will be fooled later, and give him experience and points.

"Junior Brother Lin, you have a unique eye, and that strange man seems to have some strength left. It seems that after this trial of sharpening the sword, he will be able to enter the inner sect." Seeing Li Dian's victory, Meng Yu nodded slightly and said.

Seeing Meng Yu's agitated expression, Lin Qianjun reminded: "Brother Meng, aliens are an uncertain factor after all. Even if they are strong enough, you have to consider their character more. If you want to recruit them to do things, you should try your best Probably don't let him hold a key position."

Meng Yu replied: "Thank you, Junior Brother Lin, for reminding me, I will write all these down."

The cultivation of the outer disciples is limited, and many of them are not even congenital, so their fights are still not as entertaining as the inner disciples and core disciples.

The cultivation bases of the inner disciples are basically innate to the peak innate level. In this realm, the consumption of true energy can be a little more wanton.

From time to time, sword energy of various colors drifted away, making people dazzled.

As for the core disciples, they can be regarded as the backbone of Jianzong.

Most of these disciples are quite old, each of them holds an important position, and none of them are lower than the innate peak, and many of them are even at the master level.

In Jianzong headquarters, there are no more than two thousand disciples at this level.

However, if these 2000 people were gathered together to fight ordinary warriors, they would be worth tens of thousands of troops.

The several true disciples of Jianzong are also selected and cultivated by these core disciples.

The competition between the core disciples was more like a formality. Although the fight was fancy, in fact, they didn't have much ambition to compete with each other.

They are quite old, and they are all family members. It is their best choice to go through the motions. After all, they are all so old, and no matter how hard they try, they will not be able to enter the ranks of true disciples. Although the rewards are tempting, it is not necessary to fight too much for it.

However, Lin Qianjun discovered that among the ranks of core disciples, there was a young man who had been in the ring for a long time and no one had challenged him.

Lin Qianjun asked Meng Yu: "Brother Meng, what is the origin of that core disciple? With such arrogance, no one dares to fight?"

Meng Yu replied: "This person's name is Nangong Huang. He is well-known among the core disciples. His cultivation has reached the innate peak, and his strength should not be underestimated. Unfortunately, he is a little older and less talented. Otherwise, he may not have the opportunity to become a Truth."

Lin Qianjun nodded slightly. He had never heard of it, so he seemed to be a nobody.

But at this moment, he found that someone under the ring challenged him.

He is still very familiar with that person, it is Zhang Yu who gets along with him day and night.

"The name of the sword [Shouyue], please advise." Zhang Yuliang showed his long sword, with a heroic look on his brows.

"Hmph, it's called [Yanyan], let's do it." Nangong Huang stood holding the sword, and the real essence on the sword was surging, showing an orange flame color.

The eyes of the two sides intertwined, and they drew their swords to attack each other at the same time.

The sword technique Zhang Yu used was the Shower Rain sword technique that Lin Qianjun was very familiar with, and judging from his proficiency, it should be close to perfection.

On the other side, Nangong Huang used a wide-open and wide-close sword technique. Each move was accompanied by a large amount of real energy. Combined with his big sword, which was more than twice as wide as an ordinary saber, the attack was extremely fast.

Zhang Yu is only at level [-], while Nangong Huang is at level [-].

In terms of cultivation level alone, Nangong Huang is obviously superior, but Lin Qianjun found that although Nangong Huang attacked quickly, he had some shortcomings in footwork. make an impact.

But correspondingly, Nangong Huang seemed to understand his own shortcomings, so he used the great sword in a rhythmic manner, and did not give Zhang Yu a chance to attack in close quarters.

Ever since, this battle has directly entered the rhythm of a war of attrition.

Zhang Yu originally thought that the other party's physical strength and real energy would be almost exhausted soon with such a huge matching sword, but after nearly a quarter of an hour of fighting, she herself was a little out of breath, and Nangong Huang still remained expressionless.

At this moment, she finally realized that the other party was far better than herself in terms of pure energy and physical strength.

"We have to make a move!!" Zhang Yu gritted her teeth. If she continued to fight like this, she would definitely show her weakness first and be hit by a sword.

I saw Zhang Yu jumping five feet away in a vertical leap, and then made a gesture of raising a sword.

Lin Qianjun recognized this move, it was exactly one of the moves in the Showering Rain swordsmanship, which consumes a lot of real energy, [Surge of Wind and Shower].

This is a move that quickly swings the sword body, creating a rain of sword energy to attack the enemy.

It is a group attack skill.

However, because the consumption of true energy is too large and the power is small, in fact, in the confrontation with the same level of enemies, it is nothing more than gaudy, and at most it can be used to beat mobs.

The next moment, Zhang Yu quickly swung the long sword in his hand, and countless true essence turned into light blue sword energy shot out from the sword like raindrops.

Obviously, Nangong Huang also knew this trick. He directly blocked the wide sword body in front of him, and easily withstood a large amount of sword energy attacks.

"Ding ding ding ding~~~!!!"

Although this offensive was intensive, it was of no use at all.

However, Lin Qianjun found that most of the sword energy was concentrated on a certain point of Nangong Huang's sword body. He was a little puzzled. Could it be that Zhang Yu was planning to use the sword energy to break the opponent's saber?

is it possible?

The hardness of the weapons made by Xuantie is extremely exaggerated. It is definitely not something that Zhang Yu, an innate warrior, can destroy with sword energy.

Just as he was thinking, Lin Qianjun saw Nangong Huang's footsteps constantly moving backwards.

At this moment, he understood Zhang Yu's thoughts.

Since you can't win head-on, you can win by relying on the rules. Pushing Nangong Huang out of the ring can also be counted as a win.

Nangong Huang saw Zhang Yu's intentions, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

If that's the case, if you want to win, I'm afraid you won't be able to.

With a sudden force, the weight on the long sword increased sharply, and his body, which was beaten back by the sword energy just now, was directly fixed in place.

When Zhang Yu exhausted his true energy, Nangong Huang rushed out, and sent Zhang Yu flying out of the arena with a single strike.

Lu Fengyi, who was watching the battle, hurried forward and helped Zhang Yu up.

"A guy who joined the ranks of True Inheritance by trickery, how strong are you as his sword servant? Do you still want to justify his name? Do you deserve it!" Nangong Huang looked at Zhang Yu under the ring and sneered.

"You are not allowed to slander Senior Brother Lin!" Zhang Yu gritted his teeth with eyes full of resentment.

"Slander? He just happened to solve the problem of the patriarch. How can he be a true disciple? He can't even reach the realm of the grand master. He is just a waste!" Nangong Huang sneered.

"Shut up!" Lu Fengyi said suddenly, yelling at Nangong Huang.

At this moment, Nangong Huang felt as if he was overwhelmed by the artistic conception of the master of concentration state, and his whole body froze unnaturally.

But then he recovered. After looking at Lu Fengyi, he couldn't help shaking his head, and was almost frightened by a little girl with strange hair color.

But he wouldn't argue with him, after all, even if he won such a thing, it would be disgraceful.

Real men should do what real men should do.

He turned around and looked at the true disciples watching the battle at the top of the ring. With a quick glance, he saw Lin Qianjun sitting at the end with a worried expression on his face.

Afterwards, Nangong Huang raised his true energy and said loudly to Lin Qianjun, "Core disciple Nangong Huang, asks for a battle with true disciple Lin Qianjun, and asks Brother Lin for advice."

(End of this chapter)