Max-Level Comprehension – Sixty Years of Sword Watch

2022-03-10

Chapter 70 If it is a powerhouse, it must bear the consequences of the weak

The venue of the sect meeting is at the Nine Mysteries Sword Sect gate The back half of the mountain.

A wide bluestone square with a radius of three hundred zhang, surrounded by azure light flickering, was actually set up with Formation support.

This halo is somewhat similar to the golden light that surrounds the Sword Pavilion, only much dimmer.

The Nine Mysteries Sword Disciple is stationed all around the Bluestone Square to fully ensure the safety of the venue.

Han Muye went to the entrance of the venue and saw that it was surrounded by cultivators in various clothes.

These cultivators are not many years old, but they all have a rather dignified atmosphere.

After all, they are the elites of more than 80 forces, and their cultivation base is not bad.

At this time, everyone in the audience looked at the stone platform three feet high and five feet in diameter in the center of the square with different expressions.

On the stone platform, two figures swayed and turned like flowers.

In this sect party, the Nine Mysteries Sword Sect will ensure safety, everyone will do their best, and they will not be afraid of causing death.

It is guaranteed that no one will die in the ring, and Nine Mysteries Sword Sect still has some confidence.

“Senior Brother, please come with me.” At the door, a Three Stones House Disciple who was waiting early led Han Muye through the crowd and onto a stage lined up.

In the middle of the stage is the owner of the Three Stones House, Nine Mysteries Sword Sect Elder Tuoba Cheng.

Beside him is a tall, bald, indifferent face, Zhao Pu.

Below Tuoba Cheng and Zhao Pu, there are also several cultivators who are not dressed as Nine Mysteries Sword Sect. It seems that these are the powerhouses of each sect.

Zhao Pu turned his head, nodded towards Han Muye, and whispered a few words to Tuoba Cheng beside him.

Tuoba Cheng expression changed, raised eyebrows, looked towards Han Muye.

Han Muye hurriedly cupped his hands, bowed to Tuoba Cheng, and said in a low voice, “I’ve seen Martial Uncle Tuoba.”

Tuoba Cheng nods, and his eyes fall back to the arena of Bidou .

“If you can understand the White Tiger Chart volume, you are not an outsider in my Three Stones House, sit down.” Zhao Pu pointed to the large chair beside him.

“Sit here and see clearly.”

Indeed, Han Muye could really see clearly when he sat on the big chair to watch the fight.

“This is the arrangement of various sects Disciple for the sect party to participate in the fight.”

“I ordered the fights to be re-ordered overnight last night.”

Zhao Pu put a thick stack of books in front of Han Muye and whispered: “Then Lu Qingping and Lin Yuxia will not meet the real elites of various sects in the first ten games.”

Han Muye looked up He glanced, Lin Shen didn’t tell Zhao Pu last night that his younger sister also participated in this sect competition.

Zhao Pu lightly said with a smile: “Lin Junior Brother didn’t mention it to me, should I take care of this matter?”

Han Muye.

I didn’t see it, but Zhao Pu’s heart was quite delicate.

Looking down at the book in front of him, Han Muye found that the records in this book were much more detailed than what Bai Suzhen heard yesterday.

The sect strength of each family, the elite ranking of Disciple in the door, the cultivation base, and the means they are good at are all recorded.

According to the order of matches in this book, Lu Qingping and Lin Yuxia can easily be recommended to enter the top ten of each group.

As for the next battle, it depends on the real level.

Closing the booklet, Han Muye sighed.

Sure enough, official cheating is the most deadly.

With Zhao Pu’s arrangement, he doesn’t need to help Lu Qingping and Lin Yuxia.

“Why, there is something wrong with this ordering?” Zhao Pu turned his head and looked towards him.

Han Muye shook his head, looked at the silhouette who was fighting with all his strength on the high platform in front of him, and said in a low voice, “I just feel that doing so is interfering in the cause and effect of outsiders and cutting off other people’s opportunities.”

One more victory in the battle, all kinds of rewards, and insights from the battle are all opportunities, which will be of great help to future Cultivation.

“Hmph, if it’s a powerhouse, it must bear the karma of the weak.” Tuoba Cheng’s voice suddenly sounded.

“If you don’t have the courage to take responsibility, what’s the Cultivation? Go down the mountain as soon as possible.”

Han Muye opened his mouth, and then nodded.

What Tuoba Cheng said is the cultivation world.

In fact, Tuoba Cheng said this, it is still euphemism.

It should be that, in the eyes of powerhouse, everything of the weak can be controlled at will.

This is the cultivation world.

weak are prey to the strong.

looked towards the high platform, Han Muye’s eyes had a hint of depth.

Zhao Pu glanced at him, a trace of complexity flashed across his face.

Master really values Brother Han…

“Dancing Yang Sword Sect Shao Lingsheng.”

A voice came from the high platform, a man holding a long sword , the slender girl stood on the stage and bowed her hands to all around.

The person who fought against her was already lying on the ground.

Sitting in the row of cultivators in front of Han Muye and the others, someone commented a few words out loud, to the effect of encouragement, and some comments on the female cultivator sword technique.

In Han Muye’s ears, it’s all general and empty talk.

After commenting, the female cultivator bowed and flew down like a butterfly.

This move immediately drew loud applause from countless male Disciples around.

“Fu Lingdao Gate He Daoshen, Night Yang Sect Miao Yuan.”

The Three Stones House Disciple, who hosted the competition on the high platform, shouted, and two figures rushed to the stage.

Night Yang Sect?

Han Muye took one more look at the thin young man.

These two factions are both sects that are good at magic, and the two Disciples are fighting like fireworks.

The high platform is full of light and flames, and the sky is full of water and fire, which is really beautiful.

Han Muye fixed his eyes on the two people on the high platform, and the images kept flowing in his mind.

Comprehend the Night Yang Sect Water Arrow Technique.

Comprehend the Fire Dragon palm attached to the spiritual door.

In my mind, there is a faint Spiritual Qi flowing on the two figures, and then it turns into a water arrow and collides with the Fire Dragon.

This is the spell.

After comprehending, Han Muye has a clear comprehension in his heart.

It is no wonder that among the low-level cultivators in the cultivation world, the sword cultivator is far more powerful than the Taoist cultivation.

It is not unreasonable to break the law with one sword.

The spell Cultivation looks powerful and has huge formidable power, but it consumes Spiritual Qi and the speed is slow. You also need to be extremely proficient in the spell to be able to use it smoothly in battle.

These two people are on the high stage. Although the cultivation base is already Qi Condensation Realm, there are still tensions and mistakes and interruptions when casting spells.

A sword cultivator can completely suppress the cultivation technique as long as it is close.

It is Cultivation to the proven place, different routes to the same destination, then the battle strength of sword cultivator and surgery will be balanced.

One Sword Breaks Myriad Laws

“Boom–“

On the high platform, the flames exploded, and the Night Yang Sect Disciple was directly blown out, and passed out.

“Fu Lingdao door, how deep, wins.”

The voice on the high platform sounded.

Han Muye turned to look at Zhao Pu.

The fate of Night Yang Sect Disciple has been arranged before this fight.

Someone in front of you commented aloud, and the next game started.

Each battle is not long, and the outcome is in the blink of an eye.

Han Muye watched with keen interest pleasure, comprehending a set of sword techniques or techniques from time to time.

Although they were all low-level things, he didn’t pick them either.

“Who will win this round?”

Suddenly, Tuoba Cheng, who had been silent for a while, spoke up.

His voice was not low, and the various sects experts sitting in front of him all turned their heads to take a look, and then looked towards the high platform.

On the high platform, the two sword cultivators were staggered, and they had just fought three or five moves.

Who wins?

Zhao Pu had a blank look on his face.

He opened the booklet in his hand and looked at the names of the two Bidou, and was even more confused.

These two people cultivation bases have similar sect strengths. At this time, Bidou is evenly matched. How to judge the winner?

“Master, I can’t see this, maybe I can judge after waiting a few tricks.” Zhao Pu said obediently and honestly.

Tuoba Cheng turned his head, looking towards Han Muye.

Han Muye’s expression remained unchanged, and said softly: “Fire Grave Sect Zhou Wu ranked sixth in the sect, Qing Lingjianmen Xia Shengzi sect Ranked 9th.”

“Zhou martial cultivator The Fire Grave Sect protecting sect sword technique Mingshi, Xia Shengzixiu’s Qinglingjianmen Lingbingyujian.”

“The cultivation base is the same, the perception is similar, the protecting sect sword technique is of course stronger than the ordinary sword technique. .”

Turning his head and looking towards Tuoba Cheng, Han Muye’s face flashed with confidence: “This game, Zhou Wusheng.”

“When—”

On the high platform, the long sword in Zhou Wu’s hand cut off Xia Shengzi’s sword, and the long sword touched the complexion pale Xia Shengzi’s chest.

Ahead, several cultivators turned their heads, and their eyes fell on Han Muye’s face.

Zhao Pu turned his head slightly and looked at Han Muye: “Brother Han, can these really be calculated?”

Han Muye shook his head, indifferently said: “No, I just see that Zhou Wu’s sword is very valuable.”

“Don’t forget what I do.”

swordwatch.

Zhao Pu grunted.

“What about this one?”

Tuoba Cheng’s voice rose again.

Zhao Pu opened his mouth.

In this match, the contestants haven’t stood firm on the stage yet, how to judge?

He turned his head unconsciously and looked towards Han Muye.

Han Muye’s eyes flashed brightly.

Is Tuoba Cheng testing himself?

Interesting.

Looking at the two people on stage who were about to draw their swords, Han Muye spoke lightly.

“This round—”

Brothers, please read.

Otherwise, this game is not easy to win.

(Monthly pass reward statistics are attached at night)

The monthly pass is going to be rotten, so give it to me.

(End of this chapter)