On the stage.
Sword energy crisscrossed as special effects were activated.
"…"
At this moment, all the martial artists in the spectator stands stood up. Their eyes were wide open, and the shock in their eyes was unprecedentedly intense.
From their point of view, the entire venue was filled with sword energy!
Clang!
Zhou Hong sheathed his sword and cupped his hands. "You won."
The readers were definitely confused.
He was still preparing to go on stage in the previous chapter, so why did he lose in this chapter?
In fact, a battle related to the Sword Dao was too boring, so the entire process was skipped.
Everyone only needed to remember that after the two of them went on stage, they exchanged glances for a long time. Jian Xiaohong used the Ruins of End Swordsmanship, and the entire arena was filled with crisscrossing sword energy. The scene was so ugly that even the new artist who had just joined the job couldn't cry.
Where was the old artist?
Don't ask. If you do, you'll resign.
"Too amazing!"
Gu Tianxing stood up.
Although the author skipped the battle process and the readers didn't see it, as the audience, they witnessed the gorgeous Ruins of End Swordsmanship with their own eyes.
This was even performed by the granddaughter of the Ruins of End senior. If they were lucky enough to see the original body make a move, they would probably never forget the scene of sword energy!
If Gu Tianxing was asked what the strongest sword move of the Blue Cloud Sect was, he would definitely answer without hesitation — the Ruins of End Swordsmanship!
On the spectator stand, everyone stood up in shock from the sword technique.
Only one person was sitting.
That's right, it was Jun Changxiao.
At this moment, he was leaning back in his chair, weakly howling in his heart, "Zhou Hong is also acting as me!"
It was understandable that Su Xiaomo lost.
But how could Zhou Hong lose?!
Among the core disciples he brought, the most trustworthy one was Ye Xingchen, followed by Zhou Hong. In the end … he was the one who acted the most ruthlessly!
Whoosh — — —
The Ruins of End Sword that had merged into the sky flew over and landed in Jian Xiaohong's hand. She sheathed her sword and smiled. "I was just lucky to win against you in terms of moves."
Crack! Crack!
The ten thousand swords shattered and turned into nothingness. Everything returned to normal.
"That's still a win."
Zhou Hong walked down the stage.
He didn't act.
He had indeed lost in terms of sword moves.
As a swordsman, a loss was a loss. This was something he had to admit.
However, unlike Li Tiantian who was still lying on the ground with a guilty look on his face, Zhou Hong, who had lost the match, did not take it to heart at all.
Of course.
There were also regrets.
It was a pity that he did not manage to comprehend the third move of Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin, otherwise he would have been able to reverse his defeat.
"Hey."
Jian Xiaohong shouted from behind, "My grandfather hasn't been able to find a suitable successor. Are you interested in becoming his disciple?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the entire place fell into silence.
Who was his grandfather?
The Ruins of End Sword Saint of the Cangyun Lineage!
Not to mention youths with dreams in their hearts, even martial artists who had been famous for a long time would want to kneel in front of the door and acknowledge him as their master.
Becoming the disciple of the Ruins of Sinkhole Sword Sage was something that countless people dreamed of. Some people would even sharpen their heads in order to do so.
Today.
His granddaughter actually took the initiative to ask someone if she wanted to be his disciple!
I'm so envious!
"Shua!"
Jun Changxiao, who had been paralyzed on the chair, stood up. Not only was he revived, but his eyes were also filled with excitement.
The fact that the organizers were willing to make an exception and choose an opponent for that woman was enough to show how powerful the Ruins of End Sword Saint was. It was definitely a great opportunity for his disciple to become his disciple!
"Sorry."
Zhou Hong stopped and said, "I am a disciple of the Sect of All Times. I will not acknowledge others as my master."
"…"
Jun Changxiao almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
It was true that you were a disciple of the Sect of All Times, but that didn't stop you from acknowledging others as your master.
Strictly speaking, the relationship between a disciple and a Patriarch was that of a superior and subordinate, not a master and disciple relationship.
To this day, whether it was Li Qingyang or Xiao Ziji, they both called Jun Changxiao Patriarch and Rose Of Flowers Madam, not Master or Mistress.
Of course.
They could also be considered master and disciple.
However, with Jun Changxiao's personality, he would prefer for his disciple to call him Patriarch.
And in the sect, there was only one person who called Gou Sheng Master and no one would find fault with it. That was Lin Yi. After all, he was a proper disciple.
"Just leave a trashy sect," Jian Xiaohong said. "Follow my grandfather and cultivate the way of the sword. It will allow you to peek into a higher realm."
Gou Sheng laughed bitterly.
'My Sect of All Times might not be the strongest in the entire upper universe, but at the very least, no one dares to provoke it. Yet, in the eyes of the Sword Saint's granddaughter, my sect is trash.
'Hehe.
'As long as you're happy.'
Zhou Hong said, "I respect you, so please respect me too. Don't humiliate my sect, or else …"
He didn't finish his sentence, but his cold gaze said everything.
"Alright, alright."
Jian Xiaohong jumped off the stage and walked in front of him. She made an apologetic gesture and said, "I'm sorry, I said the wrong thing."
"Miss Jian."
At this moment, Jun Changxiao said, "If Senior Sword Saint likes my disciple, I will naturally be willing to acknowledge you as my master."
Little Doo jumped out at this moment and mocked Gou Sheng for being too realistic or for wanting to hug his thigh.
But the truth?
He was thinking for Zhou Hong.
The Sect of All Times had many facilities and mystic realms that targeted martial arts.
As a sword cultivator, Zhou Hong had been cultivating since he entered the sect. He was the only disciple who didn't rely on cheats and relied on himself to improve.
Self-comprehension was rare and precious.
However, if he had an outstanding master to guide him, he could at least avoid detours.
A top sword master, the Ruins of End Sword Saint, was clearly qualified.
"Idiot."
Jian Xiaohong walked in front of him and casually placed her hands behind her back. She smiled and said, "Your Patriarch has already agreed. Why don't you agree?"
Zhou Hong said, "My name is Zhou Hong, not Idiot."
"I know, Idiot."
"…"
Jian Xiaohong leaned her head over and said with a smile, "When the galactic competition is over, follow me to the Ruins of End World."
Even the name of the world was named after the Sword Saint. He was definitely a big shot among big shots!
"It's settled then."
Jian Xiaohong blinked and moved her body over. "After it's over, I will go to the inn to look for you. Don't stand me up. Otherwise, I will chase you to the ends of the earth."
"…"
Zhou Hong was speechless.
Was there something wrong with her brain like the Patriarch's?!
…
After the battle between Zhou Hong and Jian Xiaohong ended, it had to continue.
During this time, the eldest disciple of the Daoyuan Sect, Nangong Qinxian, fought. As expected of a seeded contestant, she easily defeated her opponent after going on stage.
"No. 7 Lu Qianqian, No. 8 Ling Li, come on stage!"
With the referee's shout, the audience looked over.
The adopted son of the Heavenly Devil Emperor was very arrogant and had defeated two disciples of the Sect of All Times. Now that they met again, there would definitely be a good show.
Whoosh!
Lu Qianqian's white robe fluttered as she landed on the arena.
"Eldest Senior Sister …" Ye Xingchen wanted to say that she would give him face, but when he felt the cold air, he immediately shut his mouth.
Forget it, forget it.
At most, he would go to the losers' group to look for him!
According to the rules, the top ten in the competition would participate in the finals as the seeded contestants of the Cangyun Sect. The top twenty in the losers' group would participate as ordinary contestants.
Ye Xingchen's idea was very simple.
Lu Qianqian defeated Ling Li. He deliberately admitted defeat and went to the losers' group to trample on him.
What a coincidence.
Xiao Ziji and the others also had the same idea.
Not to mention whether they could meet Ling Li in the losers' group, if a core disciple of the Sect of All Times deliberately lost the match, the losers' group would be filled with hidden dragons and crouching tigers!
They were afraid that … Gou Sheng would not be able to handle the disciples' acting and would die from anger.
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