But on the second strike, the leaf floated away.
He failed.
"It's too difficult. I don't believe anyone can do it today," Liu Mingye said in disbelief.
"Junior Brother Liu, there's always someone better out there …"
Lu Shaman smiled and swung his sword. The next moment, the wind blew.
Swish swish swish …
The sword swung several times in the air and a leaf split into six pieces and fell to the ground.
Six strikes in one second!
"Not bad. Lu Shaman is ranked first. Does anyone else want to try?" Elder Duanmu asked.
"I already have a spiritual sword. I'm not interested in this sword. Senior Brother Te Lu will do it."
"Thank you, Senior Brother Chu."
Lu Shaman was overjoyed and walked to the spiritual sword.
"Let me try too."
Zhou Yang's voice sounded and he took out his huge sword …
Swish swish …
The sound of the huge sword was extremely loud, but Zhou Yang moved it like an arm. In an instant, the leaf split into twelve pieces.
Twelve pieces. Twice as many as Lu Shaman.
For a moment, everyone was stunned. Lu Shaman had no choice but to put down his sword, his eyes bloodshot.
He lost again!
"Good. He can actually reach twelve strikes in such a short time. And he's using a heavy sword. Amazing, amazing …"
Elder Duanmu said amazing twice in a row. This made the other new disciples, including Chu Yunming, jealous.
"Just twelve strikes. It's nothing."
Chu Yunming's face tightened and he immediately used his sword. Soon, the leaf pieces fell from the sky. Everyone was shocked when they counted.
"Eighteen pieces. It's eighteen pieces."
Even Elder Duanmu was shocked. "As expected of the second new disciple. You deserve it."
Chu Yunming smiled faintly. "Newbie, this is the difference between us. Take out your sword, Shaman."
Lu Shaman was overjoyed and grabbed the spiritual sword.
"Wait!"
At this moment, Zhou Yang's expression turned cold.
"Kid, it's over. Get lost," Chu Yunming said in disdain.
"Really?"
Zhou Yang smiled in disdain and waved his huge sword. The next moment, eighteen leaves fell.
"You think you can do it?"
Everyone was dumbfounded. The entire Sword Pool was eerily silent.
Was he still a newbie?
Everyone couldn't help but think.
"Good, very good. Although both of you can use Eighteen Swords, Meteor's Greatsword is more difficult. Spirit Sword belongs to Meteor …"
"No!"
Lu Yunming immediately shouted, his expression frighteningly gloomy.
"Lu Yunming, do you know who you're talking to?" Elder Duanmu said unhappily.
Lu Yunming was stunned and knew that he had misspoken. He hurriedly apologized and said, "Elder, I don't think it's appropriate. After all, he and I both used 18 swords. We can't say that he won just because he used a heavy sword. Wouldn't that be saying that our Flowing Light Sword Dao is inferior to the heavy sword dao?"
These words were obviously a threat to Elder Duanmu, but Elder Duanmu did not seem to buy it. He took the spirit sword from Lu Shaman's hand and walked towards Zhou Yang.
"Elder Duanmu, I think Junior Brother Chu is right. You can't be biased …"
A voice came from behind the crowd. Everyone turned around and saw a person with sword-like eyebrows and eagle-like eyes. He had an evil smile on his face.
"It's Senior Brother Bai Mu!"
One of the three experts of the Flowing Light Sect in Dragon Gate Hill, Bai Mu.
"Bai Mu, the spirit sword competition is against the new disciples. You're not a new disciple, so you can't interfere." Elder Duanmu frowned.
"Of course I'm not interested in a spirit sword with a fifteen-year-old sword spirit. It's just that I'm sad to see my Flowing Light Sect being looked down upon. If Senior Brother Shadowless was here, I'm afraid he would stand up like me."
Bai Mu had a smile on his face, but his words were very sharp. The Shadowless he was talking about was the strongest expert of the Flowing Light Sect in Dragon Gate Hill. He was known as one of the five giants of Dragon Gate Hill. At the same time, he was also a Guardian Disciple.
The status of a Guardian was much higher than that of a Technique Imparting Elder, so even Duanmu had to give Shadowless face. Otherwise, he might be targeted.
"Then what do you think we should do?" Elder Duanmu said unhappily.
"It's very simple. Since both sides have 18 swords, then let's continue." Bai Mu smiled.
"Elder, please set the question." Chu Yunming immediately cupped his hands.
The next moment, all the disciples of the Flowing Light Sect also cupped their hands and said, "Elder, please set the question!"
Elder Duanmu's face darkened. These disciples seemed to be respectful, but they were actually forcing him.
Seeing this, Zhou Yang immediately stepped forward and said with a smile, "Since they feel that it's unfair, why don't we continue to practice this sword and see who can surpass 18 swords first?"
18 swords!
Everyone was stunned, then they shook their heads.
"Haha … Kid, I knew you were just guessing. Do you know what Yin Yang is?" Lu Shaman said in disdain.
"Then what do you think is Yin Yang?" Zhou Yang asked with a smile.
"Yin and Yang, one Yin and one Yang. Yang is hard, and Yin is soft. Elder's sword is hard and soft. It looks like 18 swords, but it's actually nine swords because there are still nine swords that are soft. The purpose is to make the sword more stable. Yet, you determined that it's 18 swords just by looking at the leaves on the ground. What a joke. If it's not a leaf but a stone, the final result would be nine pieces. Do you understand?"
Lu Shaman frowned and said coldly, "I think you haven't even grasped the Yin and Yang Sword, yet you're talking nonsense here. Aren't you being too arrogant?"
Zhou Yang smiled and said, "Even if it's nine swords, can't it be improved?"
"Haha …"
Everyone laughed out loud. Even Mu Xinya and her sister could not help but turn their heads away. They seemed to be disappointed.
"I thought you had some knowledge. I didn't expect you to be so ignorant. Don't you even know that nine is the limit?" Lu Shaman looked at Zhou Yang with even more disdain.
"I actually fought against such a stupid person. What a shame," Liu Mingye also spat.
At that moment, not only the disciples of the Flowing Light Faction and the other sword faction, but even the disciples of the Alchemy Faction who had been watching could not help but laugh.
"I don't understand how such a person came to Dragon Gate Hill. Have you never thought about why the Taiji Sword has nine revolutions and the Yin and Yang Sword has nine transformations? Stupid, too stupid," Mo Qianqi, who was beside Cai Liangchen, said disdainfully as he shook his head.
"Are you … done?"
Zhou Yang only spoke after everyone had been cursing for ten minutes.
"If you're done, then scram. This is not a place for an idiot like you," Lu Shaman said coldly.
"Who's the idiot? We'll see later."
After speaking, Zhou Yang walked forward. After taking a deep breath, he took out his heavy sword.
"Hum …"
The sound of the sword rang out, and the sword moves were executed smoothly. When a leaf flew into the sky, Zhou Yang suddenly brandished his sword. However, this sword move was different from before.
Previously, the sword split the leaf in two directions. This time, it split the leaf in three directions. "Whoosh!
Whoosh! Whoosh! "
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