"I knew you would pass, but I didn't expect you to be even faster than us." Zhong Hanqiu looked at Yan Li with eyes full of affirmation. "When you were outside the house, you left a deep impression on me with just one or two moves. I guess you have been immersed in the way of the sword for a long time. You are one of us. When can we fight again?"
His swollen face was not convincing at all.
Yan Li now knew that this person just liked to put on an act. He couldn't help but roll his eyes and said rudely, "I'm afraid you can't block my sword and will be traumatized. It will be hard for you to improve in the future. Forget it." He stood up and wanted to leave.
Zhong Hanqiu jumped up and pulled out the big sword on his back, blocking Yan Li's way. "I can't pretend that I didn't hear what you said."
"Swords have no eyes. This is not an opera." Yan Li's face turned cold. "You have to think it through."
"I have thought it through very clearly!" Zhong Hanqiu raised his head and pretended to be heroic. "Dying under the sword of a peerless master is my dream since I was a child."
"You just said that you want to join the Court Of Sword." Yan Li exposed him expressionlessly.
Zhong Hanqiu laughed loudly, startling the birds. He moved his wrist and turned the big sword, aiming at Yan Li's neck. "Pull out the sword!"
Yan Li naturally didn't like having a sword pointed at his neck. He flicked his left elbow from bottom to top without warning and flicked the big sword away. His right hand formed a sword and stabbed at Zhong Hanqiu's neck with lightning speed.
The sword edge was faintly visible. The sword energy flowed and the sword light appeared halfway.
But at this moment, he saw Zhong Hanqiu's faint smile. His heart slightly tightened. He suddenly withdrew his sword and quickly retreated ten steps.
However, there was no other movement. Zhong Hanqiu still had a faint smile on his face, as if he didn't feel that he had just taken a trip to the gates of hell.
Yan Li found that Zhong Hanqiu's hand holding the sword was slightly trembling. He thought for a while and immediately understood that Zhong Hanqiu didn't have the demon blood and amazing recovery ability like him.
He expressionlessly turned around and left.
"Wait!" Zhong Hanqiu raised his sword and rushed forward, once again blocking Yan Li. "Why don't you just draw your sword and attack me? Do you think that I, Zhong Hanqiu, am not worthy of drawing your sword?"
"Stop, stop …"
Luo Fangshuo had already woken up. He finally remembered his duty. "Don't, don't fight. Senior Brother Feng Jiu said that you will be disqualified from the trial if you fight privately …"
Zhong Hanqiu hesitated for a moment, then said, "Since that's the case, when the trial ends, please fight me."
"No need." Yan Li's face suddenly darkened and he said coldly, "Don't you want to prove yourself? Don't you want to die for your dream? Why do you have to wait until the trial is over? If you have the determination, it doesn't matter if you join the Court Of Sword or not. Come, attack me. Let me see your determination. "
Zhong Hanqiu frowned and thought for a moment.
"It's not important whether I join or not. What's important is how can I cause you to lose your qualification?"
"Cut the crap and hurry up!" Yan Li shouted unhappily.
"Forget it. Although your sword is sharp, my sword is still a bit more powerful. I don't want you to get hurt because there are still three more trials." Zhong Hanqiu shook his head. "If you really want to challenge me, please wait until the trial is over."
The one being challenged had suddenly become the challenger.
Yan Li opened his mouth, but he couldn't say anything. He shook his head and turned to leave.
Zhong Hanqiu looked at Yan Li's back and slowly sheathed his sword. He seemed to be deep in thought.
Luo Fangshuo looked at Zhong Hanqiu with admiration. "You, you're so powerful. Even such a ferocious monster couldn't do anything to you."
"My Lord, please don't laugh." Zhong Hanqiu said calmly, "I've been a guard in Muye for so many years. In fact, no one has ever forced me to draw my sword. He must have felt it, so he retreated in the face of difficulties. He's probably still regretting his decision to reject my Iron Triangle Alliance. "
Luo Fangshuo worshipped him even more. "My, my name is Luo Fangshuo. Great Hero, please don't call me that. I'm not worthy of it. Can I join the Iron Triangle Alliance? "
"That depends on fate." Zhong Hanqiu said calmly.
"What counts as fate?" Luo Fangshuo asked.
"If we meet again, then it counts as fate. I'll allow it at that time." Zhong Hanqiu said.
"Thank you, Great Hero. Thank you, Great Hero." Luo Fangshuo happily cupped his hands.
"My dream is to die under the sword of a peerless expert. Sigh, why is it so difficult." Zhong Hanqiu sighed with a melancholic expression.
"You will." Luo Fangshuo consoled him.
Zhong Hanqiu still wanted to speak, but his neck was suddenly grabbed again.
It turned out that Long Aoshuang had woken up. She had eaten, drunk, and slept enough. She pounced on him and sneered, "You want to die under the sword of a peerless expert? I think you'll die by my hands first!"
"Sigh, even you're jealous of me? I thought you were the one who understood me the most … "
The two of them tangled together again, punching and kicking each other.
…
Meanwhile, Yan Li had arrived at the entrance to the second realm — Falcon Canyon.
The buffer zone between the two realms, which was the temporary camp, was actually not big. It was less than thirty miles wide. Along the way, he saw several temporary camps, but there were only a few cultivators who had passed the first level.
Perhaps there were already quite a number of people who had entered the second realm first.
But it didn't matter. The first four realms didn't test the time needed to pass.
The temporary camp and Falcon Canyon had very different styles. One was filled with trees, verdant hills, clear waters, and lush greenery. The other was filled with jagged rocks, desolate, and barren.
The river in the middle of the canyon had been dry for who knew how many years.
On both sides of the canyon, there were huge rocks that were suspended in the air. The slightest movement would cause them to roll down from the top. There were also many fallen rocks piled up to form barricades. In addition, in the sky above the canyon, there was a bald eagle the size of an adult. Its eyes were sharp, searching for anything edible in the canyon.
It seemed that advancing was not easy.
What was the second realm's test?
At this time, he found a person on the other side of the entrance, resting with his eyes closed.
Could it be the guide of the second realm?
His heart moved, but when he took a closer look, he found that it was Ye Xiaolang. The anger in his chest burned fiercely. Without saying anything, he drew his sword and rushed forward.
Ye Xiaolang felt the biting cold wind coming toward him. He screamed and dodged while saying in surprise, "Impossible, how can you move so quickly?"
"There are many things that are beyond your expectations!" Yan Li let out a shrill cry, he quickly ran past Ye Xiaolang, turned around and was about to catch him.
Ye Xiaolang grinned. "Third Stage Sword Manipulation Technique."
With three "swish swish swish" sounds, his figure flashed three times and landed in the canyon. "It's not that easy to catch me." He was proud of himself when he suddenly heard the cry of an eagle behind him. His expression changed greatly and he screamed, "How did I come in?" Then he rushed out of the canyon.
Seeing this, Yan Li hesitated for a moment and paused his steps into the canyon.
Unexpectedly, when Ye Xiaolang was halfway there, he suddenly made a face at Yan Li and said, "You've been fooled again." Then he turned around and ran into the valley.
Yan Li didn't hesitate anymore and rushed into the canyon. But his body suddenly sank. The power of the seal surged from all directions, completely suppressing his Source Sea. He couldn't use even a little bit of his True Qi.
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