When Cao Yun talked about Jian Wuji, his face was full of admiration, but when he looked at Ling Xiao and the others, his face was full of disdain. {} novel
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In his opinion, in the Twelve Sects, other than the other five young masters, no one else was qualified to challenge Jian Wuji.
Even Ying Wuya from the Beast King Palace was not qualified, let alone these clowns from the Yuehua School.
"I really didn't expect Jian Wuji to have cultivated the Sword King Sutra. This is going to be troublesome."
Chang Yueying revealed a surprised expression.
The Sword King Sutra was the same as the Yuehua School's Moonlight Sutra. They were both the sect's strongest martial arts.
They were both divided into three parts: upper, middle, and lower.
The most basic part of the first part was a Precious Jade martial art.
In the Yuehua School, no one was able to successfully cultivate the first part of the Moonlight Sutra at the half-step Celestial Venerable Realm. Even Chang Yueying, The Flame Deity, and Ren Xingtian could not do it.
They only started cultivating after reaching the Celestial Venerable Realm.
This Jian Wuji was too heaven-defying. The Sword King Sect actually produced such a talent.
One had to know that whether it was the Sword King Sutra or the Moonlight Sutra, they were not limited to the category of martial arts.
This was because they included martial souls, inner force cultivation methods, martial skills, movement techniques, and so on. They could be considered a complete set of inheritances.
Once he succeeded in cultivating it, he would become extremely powerful.
Now, in the Yuehua School, no one was able to successfully cultivate the Moonlight Sutra. Even Chang Yueying gave up halfway.
This was because it was really too difficult.
As they talked, they unknowingly arrived at the Sword Pavilion.
At this time, the upper echelons of the Sword King Sect and the Beast King Palace, as well as the participating disciples, had already arrived.
Because it was just a spar, it was not so rigid. The entire Sword Pavilion was decorated like a banquet.
There were tea tables around, with tea and fruit plates on them. In the center was the arena for the spar.
The upper echelons of the Beast King Palace and the Sword King Sect were talking and laughing. When they saw the people from the Yuehua School arrive, they sneered.
"Everyone, we're late!"
Wu Xiang cupped his hands and then looked at the seats of the Yuehua School. He could not help but sneer in his heart.
The Sword King Sect really did not have the style of a large sect. The fruit plates arranged for the Yuehua School were all rotten........... There were even insects...
Everyone else had tea, but they only had plain water.
... of the Sword King Sect's hospitality..
However, Wu Xiang did not mind. The Yuehua Sect and the Sword King Sect were like fire and water now. They might even go to war after the Four Sect Tournament.
..............
The people from the three sects had a tacit understanding not to remind the Divine Sword Sect.
It was as if this sect did not exist at all.
The Sword King Sect knew what was going on.
The Beast King Palace did not care at all.
The Yuehua Sect, on the other hand, knew the details.
"Everyone has come from afar. It's been hard on you. Please take a seat!"
Only one person from the Sword King Sect stood up.
Ling Xiao's eyes lit up when he saw this person.
"It's you!"
"Junior Brother, you know me?"
That person was stunned for a moment.
Ling Xiao replied excitedly, "I'm afraid Senior Brother has already forgotten about it but I remember it very clearly. That day outside Sky Cloud City, if it wasn't for you who made a move to scare off the Beast King Palace's men, Sky Cloud City would have already been annihilated."
"Oh, it seems like there was such a thing. It's just a slight effort, not worth mentioning!"
That person smiled, "I'm Jian Feng. May I know how to address you?"
"Enough, Jian Feng. Don't forget your current status. You're just a servant disciple. What rights do you have to speak in front of so many people?"
Just as Ling Xiao was about to answer Jian Feng, a black-robed youth with a cold expression said coldly.
"I'm sorry, Senior Brother. I've said too much."
Jian Feng's expression was ugly but he still replied respectfully.
"Senior Brother Jian Feng, I'm Ling Xiao. Some people don't know etiquette. What has it got to do with you when other people are talking?"
Ling Xiao didn't buy it at all. He still did what he was supposed to do.
That black-robed youth's eyes suddenly widened as a terrifying murderous aura rushed towards Ling Xiao.
"Hmph, how dare you offend Senior Brother Jian Wuji. You must be tired of living."
Cao Yun had already sat down and couldn't help but snort coldly.
"So you're Jian Wuji. What bullshit Six Young Masters. I think you're just so-so!"
Ling Xiao didn't care about Jian Wuji's murderous aura. Using this kind of unformed Sword Will to deal with him was totally laughable.
"Presumptuous! Since when did Yuehua School's disciples not know the rules! "
The woman sitting beside Jian Wuji suddenly stood up and shouted.
"Who the hell are you? What rules do I need to know? "
Ling Xiao asked coldly.
"I'm Chen Meng, the second core disciple of the Sword King Sect. The rules are that Yuehua School's disciples must keep their mouths shut during the Tri-Sect Martial Arts Competition! "
Chen Meng said coldly.
"Who set the rules?"
"No one set the rules. It's just that Yuehua School's disciples are too weak and don't have the qualifications to sit on the same level as our two sects, let alone talk. We're already giving you face by letting you sit here. You'd better keep your stinky mouth shut!"
Chen Meng said sternly.
"Hehe, strength? Very well, I'll make you shut your stinky mouth later! "
Ling Xiao sneered. Indeed, no matter where one was, strength spoke louder than words. If one's strength wasn't good enough, others wouldn't give you face and wouldn't take you seriously.
"You think you can do that?"
Chen Meng didn't take Ling Xiao seriously at all.
Ling Xiao didn't want to waste any more time with her. He looked at Jian Feng and said, "Senior brother, you're much stronger than this woman. How did you end up like this?"
"Junior brother Ling, there's no need to ask."
Jian Feng shook his head. There was a hint of sadness in his eyes as he silently retreated to the side.
At this moment, Ying Wuya stood up and smiled. "Since everyone is here, let's start the Tri-Sect Martial Arts Competition. Why don't we introduce ourselves?"
After he finished speaking, he briefly introduced the five disciples of the Beast King Palace.
The first was Decepticons. He was a very tall and muscular man. He stood there like a giant statue and was estimated to be about three meters tall.
The second was Ying Wuya.
Ling Xiao had never heard of the third and fourth. One was Wang Lang and the other was Li Hu.
The fifth was She Jiao.
On the Sword King Sect's side, the first was Jian Wuji. The second was Chen Meng.
Due to the deaths of Wu Zonglian and Chen Tian, Cao Yun fell to third place. Adding the fact that most of the inner disciples had been killed, in the end, they did not even have a total of five people. Jian Feng made up the number and became the fourth.
There were only four people in total.
On the Yuehua School's side, Lan Yu 'er was naturally the leader. Lan Yu' er's cultivation was basically the same as Decepticons'. They were both half-step Heavenly Venerables with 50% strength.
Only Jian Wuji was the strongest!
After all, he was one of the Six Young Masters of the Sacred Dynasty. It wasn't strange for him to have such strength.
If Jian Wuji really didn't make a move, then Ling Xiao was confident that he could defeat everyone except for him.
Of course, Ling Xiao also had a way to deal with Jian Wuji. It was just that he didn't want to use his trump card unless it was absolutely necessary.
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