"This Gu Zihe is really ignorant. If he really allows the Wei Jiantang Sect to end the Sword Hall Competition without a single victory, then it would be equivalent to forming a grudge!"
The deacon of Tungsten Kendo also looked terrible. He said directly, "Gu Zihe, come down first. Let your Junior Brother Li Sheng fight this round!"
"It's good to let Swordsman Li Sheng make a fool of himself. With his cultivation in Sword Principle, he has no chance of winning. After he loses, I'll go up and win five rounds in a row!"
Gu Zihe breathed a sigh of relief. He moved and went down the ring.
"Li Sheng, go up. As a new outer sect disciple, you have to experience the Sword Hall Competition. Even if you lose, it's a rare experience!"
The deacon of Tungsten Kendo looked at Luo Zheng. He was afraid that he would be dissatisfied, so he explained, "With your talent in Sword Principle, after a year as a new disciple, you won't have a chance to participate in the Sword Hall Competition again."
"Thank you, deacon. After I go up, do I need to lose a round on purpose?"
Luo Zheng asked with a smile.
"That's not necessary."
The deacon frowned and said.
"Hahaha, with your strength, do you need to lose on purpose? If you can win, it'll be a miracle. The Dangerous Sword Hall will have nothing to say! "
Gu Zihe laughed with a disdainful face.
Luo Zheng didn't care. He walked up the ring with a calm face. He cupped his hands and said to the Dangerous Sword Hall, "I'm Swordsman Li Sheng, at the Minor Void-breaking Realm. Please enlighten me!"
"Humph!"
Immediately, a new disciple of the Dangerous Sword Hall flashed and landed in front of Luo Zheng. He said with a cold face, "Tungsten Kendo sent you up. Are you looking down on the new disciples of our Dangerous Sword Hall?"
"Of course not. Our deacon just gave me a chance to participate in the Sword Hall Competition, so that I won't have a chance to go up the ring after the competition. Senior Brother has defeated me. Naturally, other Senior Brothers and Sisters of our Sword Hall will come up! "
Luo Zheng said with a smile and a humble face.
"Then if you lose, don't blame me for bullying you. Remember, my name is Ding Jiong, at the Great Void-breaking Realm. I rank 90,000 among the new disciples …"
The disciple of the Dangerous Sword Hall stared at Luo Zheng with disdain. Halfway through his words, his face suddenly showing a look of horror.
Luo Zheng didn't even listen to what he had to say. Instead, he took out a thick golden sword and slashed it at him.
He poured his True Essence into the golden sword, and it immediately swelled into a giant sword that was tens of thousands of feet long. It smashed onto Ding Jiong's head, and sent him flying off the stage, causing him to faint!
... Junior Brother Ding! "
..............
. "" This golden sword is so powerful. It's definitely a top-grade Taoist Artifact. If it was directly slashed, I'm afraid Junior Brother Ding's head would be cut off! "
"It seems like the rumors are true. Junior Brother Li Sheng's swordsmanship cultivation is not very good, but his Genuine Essence cultivation is very amazing. Just now, I saw that there was no change in the sword, but the momentum was frightening!"
The disciples of the Dangerous Sword Hall were furious and roared one by one.
The people of Tungsten Kendo were stunned and showed an expression of disbelief.
Gu Zihe was so angry that he vomited blood. He didn't expect Luo Zheng to win as soon as he went up. In this way, even if he fought all the time, he could only get four points.
"Deacon, Senior Brother Ding Jiong has fainted. Did I win?"
Luo Zheng turned around and looked at the deacon of Tungsten Kendo with a smile and asked.
"You won, but at least you have to wait for him to suppress his cultivation to the same level as yours before you fight, right?"
The deacon did not know whether to laugh or cry.
There were not so many rules in the Sword Hall Competition. As long as you went up the arena, you could fight.
Of course, if your cultivation was higher than your opponent's, you had to suppress your cultivation to the same level before you could fight.
Luo Zheng's cultivation was lower than Ding Jiong's, so he was not limited by this.
"It doesn't matter. Anyway, Senior Brother Ding's cultivation is not very good."
Luo Zheng smiled and seemed to be very proud.
"Good, good, good! I've heard that you were very cunning in the Law Enforcement Hall and fooled the two deacons. Now it seems that you deserve your reputation! "
The deacon of the Dangerous Sword Hall was livid. He thought he could win one battle and save some face.
He never expected that Ding Jiong would lose to a disciple with a low aptitude in Sword Principle.
"Although Ding Jiong was completely unprepared this time and lost unjustly, I have nothing to say. At least the disciples of the Dangerous Sword Hall understand that all is fair in war. If you want to fight in the arena, you have to be prepared!"
The deacon stared coldly at Luo Zheng and then looked at a deacon disciple of the Dangerous Sword Hall. He said, "Geng Hao, you go up and ask Junior Brother Li Sheng for advice. Remember, don't be careless. When you suppress your cultivation to the Minor Void-breaking Realm, you may not be his match!"
"The deacon actually asked Junior Brother Geng to fight. This is making a big fuss out of nothing!"
"Yes, Junior Brother Geng ranks the highest among the five new disciples!"
"Swordsman Li Sheng is very cunning and has an Upper-Grade Taoist Instrument. I think only Junior Brother Geng can win!"
Among the new disciples of the Dangerous Sword Hall, Geng Hao ranked more than 71,000. His cultivation was at the Completion of the Void-breaking Realm, which was the best.
Seeing that the deacon directly asked him to fight, the other disciples of the Dangerous Sword Hall were very surprised.
"Don't worry, deacon. The Sword Hall Competition is about swordsmanship. I can easily defeat him with swordsmanship!"
Geng Hao was thin and his aura was fierce. As he spoke, his eyes flickered as if sword light was spewing out.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, his body turned into a sword light and landed in front of Luo Zheng. His cultivation had been suppressed to the Minor Void-breaking Realm.
"Sand Rolling Dragon Sword!"
Not allowing for explanations, Geng Hao stabbed a sword at Luo Zheng. Streaks of sword qi were like numerous yellow sand dragons!
Hundreds of sand dragons rushed toward Luo Zheng, breaking the void. It was extremely fierce!
"Senior Brother Geng, you let me win!"
Luo Zheng saw the sand dragons coming, but he did not care at all. He took out the golden sword again and pushed it to the size of tens of thousands of feet. Then, he directly swept it over.
Rumble!
After being hit by the golden sword, the hundreds of sand dragons created by Geng Hao exploded and were all smashed to pieces.
Geng Hao was the same as Ding Jiong. He could not bear the power of the golden sword. He was slapped out of the arena and fainted!
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