(Second Update)
In the Dongting Sword Garden of the Yiyuan Galaxy, the sword pavilions disintegrated and turned into countless sword-like bamboo leaves fluttering in the wind. Only ten pavilions remained, representing the ten places.
A white shadow appeared on the circular platform.
"Congratulations, you've qualified to enter the next test, but you're still weak chickens and ants." The white shadow's mocking voice sounded again. Its poisonous judgment did not affect the mood of the ten people.
"What a boring person." The white shadow seemed to be very unhappy with the indifferent reaction of the crowd. He hoped that someone would suddenly draw a sword at him, so that he could take the opportunity to kill someone to relieve his boredom.
But the rules were that he could not take the initiative to attack. At most, he could mock them with his poisonous tongue to see if anyone would be angered enough to draw their sword.
"The second test is also the final test." The white silhouette's tone was no longer full of sarcasm and sarcasm. Instead, it sounded a little sickly and yawned listlessly, as if it had nothing to live for. "The second test will determine whether you can step into the Sword Mountain of the Eastern Court and whether you can be chosen by the Sword Master."
"The nominal disciple, the true disciple, and the Sword Master of the Dongting Sword."
Hearing the white shadow's words, everyone was stunned. Immediately, their hearts surged.
The nominal disciple!
The true disciple!
The Sword Master of the Dongting Sword!
It was easy to understand.
Honorary disciples belonged to the lowest level. They only had a name. In fact, it was very difficult for them to obtain any profound inheritance.
For many sword cultivators who could not enter the Sword Garden, the nominal disciple of the Dongting Sword Mountain was very amazing. They would do anything to get it.
But for the ten people, a nominal disciple was not necessary at all. The things they could get would not be as good as what they had now.
Only the true disciples would be tempted.
As the name implied, the true disciples could get the real inheritance. They represented the face and honor of the Dongting Sword Mountain.
As for the Sword Master of the Dongting Sword, he was obviously ranked above the true disciples, which was also very easy to understand.
He was like the godson of the Yiyuan Sect. Of course, the Dongting Sword Mountain was far superior to the Yiyuan Sect, so the status of the Sword Master of the Dongting Sword in the void was definitely higher than the godson of the Yiyuan Sect.
Their breathing became rapid.
Everyone wanted to become the Sword Son of Dongting.
However, although the crowd was excited, they did not lose their rationality. That was because they knew very well that it would be very difficult, incomparably difficult.
After all, there were very few spots available. Perhaps there was only one spot available.
Don't forget, when the time comes for the second test, it won't just be the 10 of them, because the Eastern Court Sword Garden has as many as 100 swords.
There were one hundred Dongting Sword Gardens, and each garden had ten people, so there were a total of one thousand people.
He didn't know how many people would be eliminated, but he could predict one thing, and that was the number of Nominal Disciples would definitely exceed the number of True Disciples, and the number of True Disciples would exceed the number of Sword Sons.
With one thousand people, they had to compete for who knew how many slots for the true inheritors and Sword Sons. Just thinking about it made them feel that it would not be easy.
Moreover, what was the content of the second stage?
What was the difference between this and the previous Sword Competition?
He knew absolutely nothing.
"At your level, becoming a nominal disciple is already good enough. Don't even dream of becoming a true disciple." The white silhouette seemed to have regained its vitality. It mocked and ridiculed them again.
Shortly after, the sword pavilion that the ten of them were in started to spin at an extremely fast speed. Everyone was in the middle of it, spinning continuously. They felt extremely dizzy, as if their internal organs were about to be thrown out. That feeling was extremely uncomfortable.
Fast!
The sword pavilion, which had spun to the extreme, immediately turned into a sword light that soared into the sky, as if it was going to shatter the sky above the Sword Garden.
In the outside world, everyone in the void could see that ten majestic sword lights pierced through the sky above the Sword Garden in an instant, rushing upwards as if they were going to pierce through the void.
That scene was incomparably shocking.
Dizziness!
The extreme dizziness made everyone completely confused, as if they were about to lose consciousness.
After an unknown period of time, everyone came to their senses.
It was dark all around. Except for themselves, they couldn't feel the existence of anyone else.
"Choose your identity." A dull voice sounded. It was cold and stiff, full of the smell of metal, as if a long sword was clanging.
Immediately, Chen Zong received many thoughts in his mind.
Lone Traveler!
Evil Force!
Family Member!
Sect Member!
Kingdom Organization!
Soldier!
Chen Zong didn't think too much and directly chose to be a lone traveler.
"Identity selection is complete. The rules of the final test are as follows. Everyone will be branded with a Sword Seal. Kill others to obtain the Sword Seal."
"Those who are killed won't really die. They can obtain the Sword Seal after they are resurrected one day."
"At the end of the test, according to the number of Sword Seals branded, you will obtain the disciple rank of Dongting Sword Mountain."
"One hundred nominal disciples, ten true disciples, and one Sword Son."
"Remember, you choose your own path, and the sword is in your hand."
"The test will last for one month."
The last sentence seemed to be a warning.
Chen Zong understood what he meant.
The path was chosen by oneself. It was very simple. There were six identities, and the identity was chosen by oneself.
Once the choice was made, one shouldn't regret it and walk on it firmly.
Then, why should one walk on it firmly?
By relying on the sword in his hand.
That was all.
Since there was a choice of identity, of course, each identity must have its own advantages and disadvantages.
In addition, the rules of the test were not clear enough, just a rough idea. For example, the number of Sword Seals, how many were needed to be the benchmark?
But everything would be known after the test began.
Chen Zong's mind turned quickly.
In terms of intelligence, Chen Zong was actually excellent, but not outstanding. However, his thinking ability was very fast, his insight was very strong, and his judgment was very accurate.
This was the result of his strong soul and countless battles.
Based on the six identities, Chen Zong instantly inferred that the second test, which was also the place of the final test, should be a world with forces such as a country, a family, a Sect, and an army.
It seemed to be a bit complicated.
Immediately, Chen Zong felt a slight tingling on the back of his left hand, and a Sword Seal quickly formed.
Then, the feeling of the world spinning was so strong that even Chen Zong's strong soul couldn't stay awake and fell into darkness.
When Chen Zong woke up, he found himself lying in a ruined temple.
It was drizzling outside. When the wind blew into the ruined temple, it brought a bit of coldness.
In the ruined temple, he was the only one.
Chen Zong quickly checked and found that his cultivation, Dao Will, and all other forces were in a sealed state, which was the same as the situation in the Sword Garden. Even the Nine Heavenly Rings and the Storage Ring could not be used for the time being.
In other words, in this unknown world, Chen Zong's body was like an ordinary person's body. No, it should be said that it was a body that had reached the limit of an ordinary person's body, which belonged to the kind of body that had been constantly trained.
However, such a body was countless times weaker than his own body of true strength.
However, the others were also like him.
He couldn't use his previous sword techniques either. What he could use was the basic sword techniques of the Fourteen Sword Principles of Dong Ting that he had comprehended in the Sword Garden.
That was not bad.
The basic sword techniques of the Fourteen Sword Principles of Dong Ting that Chen Zong had comprehended by himself included the Sword of Wind, the Sword of Thunder, the Sword of Fire, the Sword of Metal, the Sword of Destruction, the Sword of Illusion, and the Sword of Killing. There were a total of seven sword techniques, more than half of them.
Among them, except for the Sword of Killing, he had already grasped the profound meaning of the other six sword techniques.
Chen Zong believed that other than himself, there should be very few people who could grasp so many sword techniques.
Of course, he could not rule out other people with high comprehension.
After all, the Void was so big and there were countless cultivators. It was normal for there to be some monsters.
However, Chen Zong was not afraid. He was even looking forward to it.
He was looking forward to the appearance of someone better than himself.
That would be more interesting.
Chen Zong focused his consciousness on the Sword Seal on the back of his left hand. He carefully sensed that within a thousand meters, there was no other Sword Seal aura.
Through this Sword Seal, he could sense other Sword Seals within a certain range. From there, he could find the other Sword Seal branded person, kill them, and take the Sword Seal.
…
In this world, in this country, there were 999 people who woke up one after another, just like Chen Zong.
"The First Disciple of the Evil Sword Sect? Not a bad identity, I like it." A young man with an evil look smiled coldly. Immediately, he looked at the Sword Seal on the back of his hand and focused. Within a thousand meters, he could not find any other Sword Seal branded person.
"A thousand meters, huh? That's a little short, but it's better than nothing."
After all, without the Sword Seal's perception, it would not be easy to find the other Sword Seal branded person.
Within the various armies, there were people who were either whispering or laughing.
It was the same in some sects and families.
In a secret place in the country.
"The leader of the Dark Clan?" A soft voice sounded. It was a little hoarse and strange. Soon after, the laughter that came out was a little creepy. "Not bad, it suits me very well. Then, let me use all the power of the Dark Clan to find all of you."
Although the Sword Seal branded person was a very obvious symbol, it could be concealed with some methods, such as wearing gloves and so on.
Hence, with a certain amount of information and intelligence, it was not impossible to find the whereabouts of the other Sword Seal branded person. At the very least, he could find similar ones and investigate them one by one.
As such, the differences between different identities began to show.
Lone wolves, alone or in an alliance, had very little information, which was equivalent to nothing. In terms of assistance, it was also equivalent to nothing. In comparison, the advantage was freedom. They could go anywhere without restrictions.
Everything had its advantages, but of course, there were also disadvantages. It was impossible to be perfect.
Everything was perfect, but it was relative.
After sorting out all the information, the drizzle stopped. Chen Zong tidied himself up. With his left hand holding the long sword provided by the East Court Sword Garden, he walked out of the dilapidated temple.
The cold wind blew, causing Chen Zong to subconsciously tighten the robe on his body. It was also a normal robe.
As a normal person's body, Chen Zong's resistance to external attacks was greatly reduced.
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