The next day, the semi-finals of the World Sword Trial officially began.

The 23 contestants who directly qualified for the semi-finals and the 100 contestants who made it all the way up, a total of 123 people, competed on the same stage. Among them, the top 30 contestants will be qualified to advance to the finals .

And even if it's only the semi-finals now, none of those who can make it to this point are mediocre, at least they are swordsmen.

More than a hundred swordsmen may seem exaggerated, but the population of Qingzhou is over 10 billion.

Out of tens of billions of people, there are more than one hundred swordsmen under the age of twenty-two, which is really not many.

Even some swordsmen were eliminated in previous competitions, and now the rest belong to the elite among the elite.

It is also like this that we can see the gold content of the first place in the world's sword test.

And from the first day of the semifinals, the first match, the high-intensity match, had already begun.

Some people want to prove their swordsmanship, some people want to pursue glory, some people want to be famous all over the world...

And no matter what it is for, when they stand on this stage, they have only one goal left, and that is to win!

The successor of Yue Nu, the successor of Guigu, the successor of Xia Dao, the Wentian Sword School...

The outstanding successors cultivated by each family and lineage are all on such a stage, and the process is naturally extremely exciting.

The only surprise is that there is one person above all of them, looking down on them. No matter how splendid the other people are, they seem to be only temporarily brilliant, but he is like The sun above the nine heavens is eternal and immortal.

...

Another game ended, Lin Yuntian once again defeated his opponent and won.

But he didn't care about his victory, but turned his eyes to the auditorium.

Over there, the young man was sitting upright, dressed in white clothes like snow, with clear eyes like a spring, he clearly lived among the crowd, and his figure was not too tall, but Lin Yuntian felt an illusion that he was unattainable when he looked at it at this moment.

Although the other party's expression is quiet and gentle, and the whole seems to be emitting a soft light, but he knows very well that whether it is gentle or bright, it is just the most superficial thing of the other party.

The essence of the other party is like a sun, high above, like a god or Buddha, looking down on everyone.

The so-called gentleness is nothing but the tolerance of gods and Buddhas to mortals!

"Can such a person really be defeated by me?!"

He couldn't help but have such a thought in his heart.

He is not a weak-willed person, but at this moment, facing the aura displayed by the other party, he still cannot suppress it, and he feels a sense of frustration.

Some people seem to be born standing on the clouds. He used to think that he was, but now he finds that someone stands taller than him.

...

"Hey! Feeling sorry for Lin Yuntian again for a second, looking at this little look, it's simply..."

"Who says it's not? For so many years, I haven't watched any competitions. I really haven't watched this kind of competition. It's only the semi-finals, but the championship has already been confirmed!"

"In other competitions, I would definitely report shady, but this..."

"I didn't feel it before, but now that I look at it this way, the aura is absolutely amazing!"

"Where is the great devil looking down on the common people?"

"I checked my eyes, I'm seventeen years old, I'm a domineering swordsman..."

...

The barrage was like rain in the live broadcast room.

Two days ago, some people were stubborn, saying that the gap in vitality can be made up by actual combat, but after these two days, those people can't be stubborn anymore.

It was also the first time for them to see that someone could be invincible with a sword in his hand in the semi-finals of the sword test in the world.

This one sword does not refer to one sword, but only one sword.

No matter how good the opponent's vitality is or how exquisite his sword skills are, he can't catch the second sword.

In short, after watching it, the only feeling I have is that I suspect that they are all acting, but there is no evidence.

Therefore, all the conversations and conversations on the Internet have changed, from the fact that actual combat can make up for the gap in vitality, to the fact that actual combat has its limits, and to feeling sorry for Lin Yuntian and Li Xinghan, everything was completed within two days.

At the same time, there are also people making jokes on the Internet, such as: You ask me why I came to the game at the age of seventeen, because I was afraid that I would be a swordsman at the age of eighteen, and it would be bad for children to cry when the time comes.

...

"Old Zhao, when this child Zhao Cheng was just born, I felt that he was not something in the pond, and now it has really come true!"

"Whoever says no, it's just this demeanor and aura. How can I come here? Some people are born with the aura of domineering, and they can be seen as people who do great things."

Someone agreed.

At this time, it was time to go to work, but a group of social animals were blatantly fishing around to watch the live broadcast. It could be described as extremely arrogant, but no leader said anything.

Because of the big leader, he also surrounded the crowd to watch the fun.

As for Father Zhao, who was surrounded in the innermost place, he heard the words of colleagues around him, and listened to these words in his ears. His expression was very calm, but his heart felt relieved.

If he really wanted to use any words to describe his mood during this time, it would probably be: the protagonist of the cool article is actually myself.

As for Zhao Cheng, it belongs to the tool he uses to learn.

I have to say that my son is quite qualified as a tool man.

However, when he heard some words, he couldn't help muttering in his heart, Zhao Cheng, is it true that he was born with the aura of dominance?

He didn't think so at first, but after being reminded by others, and recalling the past, he suddenly felt that there was a bit of an omen.

It seems that when Zhao Cheng was young, in the village, he was the king of children.

...

"Definitely! Absolutely!"

"As far as the photographer is concerned, I give it full marks."

"Wow, how did you come here, god boy!"

"I always feel that from this angle, it looks like a kind of divinity!"

"No! No more!"

"I can not make it!"

...

In a milk tea shop, two girls were sitting in a corner, drinking milk tea and watching the live broadcast on their mobile phones, while chattering, the voice was not loud, but the tone was too excited.

Zhao Xiuxiu, who was standing at the counter, was actually watching the live broadcast, but she didn't turn on the sound. After all, she came here for a summer job, and watching the live broadcast secretly was already very arrogant. It would be too much to turn on the sound.

Therefore, she naturally knew who these two girls were talking about.

Seeing that her partner from back then is so dazzling now, she is naturally happy for him from the bottom of her heart.

But at the same time, she was also inexplicably, somewhat saddened.

I don't know which thought came to her, but suddenly she thought of when she was still very young, it seemed that at that time, a group of girls competed for the most beautiful woman in the world, and in the end, Zhao Cheng chose a schoolbag, so the schoolbag just lay down and won.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but smile knowingly.

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