The date of the Seven Sects Martial Arts Competition at the end of the month was getting closer and closer.
The atmosphere in Nineteen Outer City was getting weirder and weirder. It was rare for such an atmosphere to appear in the past, and the sensitive people had already noticed the abnormality.
This was never a peaceful place.
The competition between people, between sects, was all bloody. There was no room for warmth.
How many years had it been since so many third-rate sects were ganging up on one sect?
"Do you still remember the Longevity Sect? And the World Wind and Cloud Meet even earlier … "
"Shh! Keep quiet! Do you want to die? "
"But I'm afraid the Abandoned Sword Villa is doomed this time."
In private, some people had already started to bet on when the Abandoned Sword Villa would be destroyed.
According to convention, it should be after the Martial Arts Competition at the end of the month, after the details were figured out.
Even Cynanchum Chinense had gotten the news. She loved to go out, chat with people of all walks of life, and make friends. Although she hadn't been in King City for long, she already had a group of fans, and there would always be people who would remind her tactfully.
She snorted at this.
"With Master here, you want to destroy the Abandoned Sword Villa? That's just a daydream. Let's talk about the first one. Who in this world can figure out the details of my Master? "
Cynanchum Chinense had followed Shen Zhenyi for so long, from the Land of Nine Serenities to the World of Eight Cultivators to the World of Seven Wounds, but she never knew how powerful her Master was.
He was like a bottomless deep sea.
He was also like an endless river of stars.
Anyone who thought they had grasped the limits of the Third Young Master Shen was bound to suffer a big loss.
Therefore, Cynanchum Chinense wasn't worried at all.
Everyone was stunned.
Where did this confidence come from? Were all the people who came from the Moon Severing Celestial Realm really so full of themselves?
In their little world, perhaps they were unparalleled and unafraid of being besieged by anyone.
But this was the World of Seven Wounds.
Everyone could only sigh and leave. In this place where the strong preyed on the weak, everyone could only care about their own lives. Being able to remind them was already extremely benevolent.
They could only wait calmly for the outcome of the Abandoned Sword Villa.
— The date of the Seven Sects' Martial Arts Symposium at the end of the month was getting closer and closer.
True Hero Sect, Wonderful Lotus Sect, Small Ruyi Sect, Golden Envy Sect, Hall of Obsession, Saber Modao Mountain, and Swallow Chain Sect were moving around more and more frequently.
The number of provocations and private fights against the Abandoned Sword Villa had also gradually increased.
Shen Zhenyi knew that his disciples' martial arts were not yet complete, so he strictly restricted them and did not allow them to go out alone.
Even so, there were still a few disciples who fought with others several times.
Among them, Young Master Yu was targeted by the people of Mo Dao Mountain, and after exchanging seventeen blades with them, he suffered some minor injuries. Speaking of which, he still felt indignant. "This bastard, we clearly agreed not to use True Qi or the power of heaven and earth, and only compete in blade techniques. Who would have thought that his sword technique was not as good as mine, and he actually secretly used True Power. Luckily, Senior Sister Zi came to help!"
He grimaced, but his heroic spirit did not diminish.
Young Master Yu was the one who had truly learned martial arts from the Azure Sea Secret Vault. Shen Zhenyi had brought him there before, and even helped him comprehend the Frenzied Wrong Blade.
It was wrong to use the blade, and it was also wrong to keep the blade. It was very strange to kill by mistake.
The people of Mo Dao Mountain were bold in their blade techniques, and their momentum was awe-inspiring. Compared to Young Master Yu's blade techniques, they were still inferior.
However, in terms of cultivation realm, Young Master Yu was far behind.
After entering the Seven Wounds World, these talented juniors were blessed by the heavens. Young Master Yu had even received guidance from Shen Zhenyi, and became an outstanding talent. Before entering King City, he had just broken through to the first level of the True God Realm, and obtained the Divine Light.
However, his opponent was a proud disciple of Mo Dao Mountain, who was at the second level of the True God Realm. The difference in realms made him feel resentful.
"It's alright, when your cultivation level increases, you won't need three blades to kill him. Why bother?"
Shen Zhenyi advised him.
There was no need to worry about a temporary victory or defeat.
"The seven third-level clans are indeed slightly stronger than the average strength of the Outer City. The masters of the clans should be at the third level of the True God Realm, and the outstanding disciples should be at the second level of the True God Realm. No wonder they don't want to have power in the Outer City, and only want to be promoted to the Inner City. "
While others were trying to figure out the details of the Abandoned Sword Villa, Shen Zhenyi also inadvertently discovered the strength level of the seven clans.
"Master, they all said that the seven clans are joining forces to deal with us, how are we going to beat them up?" Cynanchum Chinense was also angry and rubbed her hands.
"There will be an end to this at the martial arts evaluation at the end of the month."
Shen Zhenyi said indifferently. The seven third-level clans were becoming more and more obvious, and he was afraid that they would deal with the Abandoned Sword Villa, just like how they destroyed the Longevity Clan.
Unfortunately, they were destined to kick an iron plate this time.
He looked around at the crowd and thought for a while. "If that's the case, we'll give them an eye for an eye. We'll beat them at their most self-righteous place, so that they won't dare to do anything to the Abandoned Sword Villa for the rest of their lives!"
Shen Zhenyi didn't care about these flies, but if they came again and again, it would be annoying, so he would either kill them all at once or completely subdue them.
As for whether they would submit or die, it would depend on whether the leaders of the other clans were smart enough.
Shen Zhenyi didn't have time to think about these trivial matters.
The gathering of the seven clans was filled with ecstasy.
The disciples of the Modao Mountain were questioned repeatedly.
"Does this person's sword technique really have the characteristics of the Wild Sword Sect?"
The leader of the Modao Mountain, Huo Rushan, was as tall and sturdy as a King Kong. He could use a three-foot long sword to stir up the wind and clouds. He practiced the sword all his life, comprehended the sword techniques of the world, and finally created the Modao Mountain, so he was naturally very familiar with the sword technique.
This disciple was his proud successor, and although his sword technique was not good, his insight was 70% better than his own.
Since the other party's sword technique had the characteristics of the Wild Sword Sect, it couldn't be wrong.
"A single Metamagnetic Sword Art is already strange enough. Now that there is another Wild Sword Sect, it goes without saying that the Abandoned Sword Villa must have obtained the Canglan Inheritance! "
His tone was filled with ecstasy.
Fortunately, the Abandoned Sword Villa was not low-key enough, and was so ostentatious before the inheritance was completed. This might be the best opportunity for the seven clans. As long as they could seize the Abandoned Sword Villa's inheritance, they could go further. After decades of bitter cultivation, even if they entered the inner city, they would not be weak!
The eyes of the seven clan leaders were all shining, each with ulterior motives, but their words were all dignified.
"The Abandoned Sword Villa is weak and not enough to protect the Canglan Inheritance. Since the seven of us have received this news, we naturally have to work together. In the future, when we get benefits, we will distribute them fairly, and we will not be greedy."
"As long as we are of the same breath and branch, we don't have to be afraid wherever we go. But this news must not be leaked."
"The young master of the Sima Family, also give him a share, and shut his mouth."
These people had already regarded the Abandoned Sword Villa as a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, and discussed the distribution of the spoils after the uprising.
It was finally time for the Seven Clans Martial Arts Symposium to begin.
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