Mortal Bones

For Yan Bing's choice.

Not only Xu Taiping and his group, but even the disciples from all the peaks watching the match in Yunlou were not surprised.

"Pick the weak, isn't the First Peak afraid of being laughed at for winning unfairly?"

"What do you know? The competition is held every six years, so we must pick the most confident opponent. As long as we can win in the end, who cares how we win?"

"This time, the Seventh Peak will be eliminated in the second round again."

"How can the Seventh Peak be the opponent of the First Peak? This match is not worth watching."

"The Seventh Peak is really unlucky. If it hadn't targeted the First Peak so much on weekdays, it might have won the second place."

Except for a few people who felt that the First Peak won unfairly, most of them were gloating.

Especially the disciples from the peaks that had already lost, seeing the Seventh Peak disciples who were ridiculed by them on weekdays enter the second round, they felt very uncomfortable and naturally hoped that the Seventh Peak would lose.

And the more miserable the loss, the better.

Although they were quite far apart, the cultivators had very good eyesight and hearing, so these ridicules and sarcasms eventually reached the ears of the four disciples of the Seven Peaks.

"These people can't stand seeing others do well, right?"

Zhao Linglong muttered unhappily.

"Don't get angry with them. You should only think about one thing now, which is how to win this competition."

Jiang Zhi gently patted Zhao Linglong's shoulder and said to Zhao Linglong in a gentle voice.

"Well, Senior Sister, you are right."

Zhao Linglong took Jiang Zhi's hand.

"Taiping, how are you recovering?"

Qingxiao asked Xu Taiping at this time.

"I have almost recovered."

Xu Taiping did not intend to hide his current condition from Qingxiao.

"Your warrior physique has come in handy this time."

Qingxiao nodded with satisfaction.

He attributed the reason why Xu Taiping could recover so quickly to Xu Taiping's physique.

However, in a sense, Senior Brother Qingxiao was right.

Xu Taiping thought.

…

"In the second round, the first match is between Shoufeng and Qifeng. Since Shoufeng was the champion of the previous session, Shoufeng will send its disciples to the stage first."

After confirming the opponent, the Black Dragon Elder announced to everyone again.

After hearing this, everyone's eyes fell on Shoufeng.

Everyone wanted to see who they would send to the stage first.

At this moment, a slender boy with a sword on his back jumped onto the stage.

"Shoufeng disciple, Ye Xuan, greets Black Dragon Elder."

The boy bowed to the Black Dragon Elder.

Everyone thought it was expected.

"Seven Peaks will probably send Xu Taiping to compete, right?"

"Although Xu Taiping defeated Ye Xuan once in the Seven Peaks election, this time the competition is about flying swords, and Ye Xuan's sword can now bear at least 200 kilograms. Xu Taiping struggled with 130 kilograms last time, so he will definitely lose this time."

Because of the grudge between Xu Taiping and Ye Xuan, many people began to discuss it at this time.

Especially some disciples who missed the sword-asking competition at the beginning, they all wanted to see the competition between Xu Taiping and Ye Xuan again.

"First Peak Ye Xuan, how many kilograms of ship weight do you want to choose?"

At this time, the Black Dragon Elder asked again.

"Disciple wants..."

Ye Xuan hesitated for a moment, then turned his head and looked at Xu Taiping and said:

"Disciple wants to choose 262 kilograms of ship weight!"

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding cloud towers were in uproar again.

Although Ye Xuan is gifted, he has only been a student for three years and has only been learning sword for one year. 262 kilograms of ship weight is not a small amount.

More importantly, his 262 jin was exactly double the weight of Xu Taiping in the last match.

This was clearly a provocation to Xu Taiping.

The disciples who were originally looking for fun began to make a noise.

"Zheng!"

At this moment, Ye Xuan's flying sword was unsheathed, and after the long sword drew an arc at the side of his body, it flew very steadily to the front of the Black Dragon Elder.

It can be seen that after the last defeat, Ye Xuan's arrogance has been restrained a lot.

Without saying a word, the Black Dragon Elder directly hung a 100-jin iron weight on Ye Xuan's flying sword.

"Buzz..."

The sound of the flying sword trembling sounded.

Ye Xuan's face also changed from relaxed to laborious.

But that was all.

Seeing him so relaxed, everyone was surprised and couldn't help but cast their eyes on Xu Taiping under the stage, their eyes full of sympathy.

However, Xu Taiping was more interested in the 262-jin weight than Ye Xuan's choice. Whether he could lift it or not.

"It should be... barely possible."

He murmured in his heart.

This was not arrogance, but the Yan Emperor's furnace-burning technique gave him this confidence.

Just after recovering from the pain of the Soul Cry, he clearly felt that his sensitivity to the sword was much clearer. He secretly tried his own iron sword, and found that the Soul Cry attack was not that strong.

"Zheng!" Just as he was thinking this, Ye Xuan's flying sword, hanging 262 jin of iron, flew out.

Although Ye Xuan's face was also as pale as paper, his flying sword was extremely stable, and it flew to the cliff wall more than a hundred feet high in just a moment.

Then, the "chi la" sound of the long sword passing through the cliff wall was endless.

Ye Xuan's effortless performance made all the disciples gasp in amazement.

"Is this a genius?"

Many disciples showed despair in their eyes.

Ye Xuan's performance today dealt a heavy blow to many disciples who thought that hard work could make up for their shortcomings.

It forced them to face the reality again - talent is far more important than hard work in practicing.