In the vast sky, an enormous ray of light, like a shooting star emitting the light of the sun, streaked across thousands of miles in an instant, leaving behind a perfectly straight trace, like a thick brush drawing with ink. After a few breaths, there was an extremely sharp roar, like the surging waves of the sea and the sky.
Everyone's gaze was attracted as they raised their heads to look at the sky. The figure that was like a shooting star that emitted the light of the sun was like a golden dragon descending from the sky with a golden flame tail that was hundreds of meters long. When the golden light dissipated, a figure that was neither tall nor strong appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
It was a person wearing a golden scarlet dragon robe.
"Tian Hong greets the Garrison King." Old Ancestor Tian Hong of the Jinghong Sword Sect immediately stood up and bowed respectfully to the person in the golden scarlet dragon robe.
"Marquis Long Jing greets the Garrison King." Marquis Long Jing also turned around and bowed at the same time.
"Rise." The Garrison King had a kind look as he smiled faintly. Without any action, Old Ancestor Tian Hong and Marquis Long Jing were lifted up by an irresistible force. They were extremely shocked.
Profound Sky Realm expert!
Yes, the Garrison King was one of the three Profound Sky Realm experts that belonged to the Imperial Family of the Longtu Empire. The other one was naturally the current Emperor. The last one was the legendary Retired Emperor of the Longtu Empire.
Chen Zong and the others were extremely shocked. Even the disciples of the Jinghong Sword Sect were the same. They were all dumbfounded.
Profound Sky Realm expert, even a Profound Sky Realm expert had appeared.
In the vast Longtu Region, the strongest experts were at the Profound Sky Realm. It was extremely difficult to see them normally. It could even be said that many Extreme Mortal Realm experts would find it difficult to see a Profound Sky Realm expert. Who would have thought that one would actually appear here?
For a moment, everyone who had regained their senses felt even more agitated. They were incomparably excited, as if their bodies were filled with energy.
This was the Unparalleled Sword Battle that was going to be watched by two Earthly Spirit Realm experts and a high and mighty Profound Sky Realm expert. It was something that had never happened before. As long as they did their best and displayed their best side, they might even be chosen.
"All participants of the Unparalleled Sword Battle, get on the sword pillars."
As soon as the voice of an elder from the Fleeting Sword Sect sounded, silhouettes appeared on the five-meter-tall pillars one after another.
There were more than a thousand of them.
In other words, there were more than a thousand people who were qualified to participate in the Unparalleled Sword Battle.
"Activate the formation."
The two words were spoken in cadence, and a buzzing sound rang out at the same time. The ten arenas seemed to tremble at the same time, and a misty brilliance rose up. As the brilliance flowed, it was like an inverted transparent bowl. Then, two rows of sword racks rose up, and each row of sword racks was filled with all kinds of swords.
"Once you're on the stage, your cultivation will be limited to the early stage of Lv 1 True Martial Realm, and your physical strength will also be limited to one thousand jin." An elder of the Jinghong Sword Sect said.
Chen Zong was surprised.
But when he thought about it, he felt that it was only natural. This was an unparalleled sword battle, a competition and showdown of sword skills. Different martial artists had different sword skills and cultivation levels.
The strong ones had reached the peak of Lv 9 True Martial Realm, and their battle prowess had even reached Four Stars. Among them, there might even be someone whose battle prowess had reached Five Stars.
And the weak ones were even in the early stage of the True Martial Realm.
If the cultivation and physical strength were not limited, and they were at the same level, the competition would not be about sword skills. If a Lv 3 True Martial Realm warrior met a Lv 7 True Martial Realm warrior, the latter would not even need to draw his sword. He could kill the Lv 3 True Martial Realm warrior with a casual strike. It would lose the meaning of a sword battle.
"One, eighteen, fifty-nine, eighty-seven …" The elder casually read out ten numbers. "Each of you will be the champion of an arena."
Everyone who passed the test was given a wooden plate with a number on it. Chen Zong's wooden plate was three hundred and twenty-one. He was not chosen.
Ten figures flew up from the ten sword pillars and landed on the ten circular arenas. When their bodies passed through the transparent light screen that was suffused with a seven-colored luster, each of their expressions changed subtly. They were extremely shocked. Then, each of them chose a sword that was suitable for them.
Those swords were the divine iron swords arranged by the Jinghong Sword Sect. They had not been sharpened yet.
"The champions have been chosen. The Unparalleled Sword Battle begins."
Immediately, someone flew up from the sword racks and rushed to the arenas.
"Please."
"Please."
As soon as the voice fell, the two people held their divine iron swords and attacked each other.
"You are no match for me."
"We will know after we fight."
In the ten arenas, some people would open their mouths to attack their opponents with words, while others chose their swords and directly attacked without saying a word.
Chen Zong observed carefully.
When the cultivation and physical strength were the same, to determine the winner, it would depend on each person's sword skills and the power of the sword skills they practiced.
The Profound Sky Realm, Earth Spirit Realm, and Extreme Mortal Realm practitioners all casually swept their gazes across the ten arenas and clearly saw what was happening on each of them.
One of the arenas had already been decided. The champion had successfully defeated the challenger. Soon, the second challenger came to the arena.
"Brother Chen, I will go first." Qin Yi, who was not far away, smiled. His body brought a mysterious trajectory and fell into the light screen like a stream of light. He landed lightly on the edge of the arena's sword rack. He glanced at it and gently moved his fingers as if he was feeling something. Then, he slightly paused and grabbed the hilt of one of the swords.
"It's Qin Yi."
"Who is Qin Yi?"
"He is a core disciple of the Xuan Zhen Palace. In the last Matchless Sword Tournament, he was not only one of the ten champions, but also ranked seventh in the final battle." Someone said confidently.
"Why did he attack so early?"
"Maybe his sword skills have improved greatly in the past three years."
Chen Zong was not in a hurry to attack. Instead, he observed the battles on the ten arenas.
His main purpose in participating in the Matchless Sword Tournament was to see more sword skills, feel the different styles and mysteries of the sword warriors, and learn from their strengths.
After scanning, Chen Zong's eyes also fell on the arena where Qin Yi was.
Qin Yi's opponent obviously knew Qin Yi. When facing him, he felt nervous.
"Please advise me." Qin Yi's opponent took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down, but his palms were still sweating. He felt that the sword in his hand was a little wet and he could not hold it steadily.
"Don't be nervous." Qin Yi did not take the opportunity to attack. Instead, he smiled like a spring breeze, as if it had the effect of calming people's hearts and letting them slowly recover.
"Take the sword." Qin Yi's opponent spoke again. His voice was no longer trembling. His feet rushed forward quickly like water, and his sword pierced through the air. The sword light was fierce, and there was a faint sword light.
Qin Yi's figure stood upright, and his long sword hung down naturally. When the opponent's sword light was in front of him, he swung the long sword diagonally, and the trajectory was clear.
It was such a simple sword, but it directly blocked the opponent's sword, and there was no follow-up change. The opponent could only watch the sword coming, and there was no way to dodge or resist.
The gap was too big.
Qin Yi easily defeated the opponent and became the champion of the seventh arena.
Seeing Qin Yi's outstanding sword skills, for a time, no one rushed to the seventh arena to challenge.
Qin Yi stood on the ring by himself with a faint smile on his face. His expression was calm, without the slightest bit of uneasiness, as if the surrounding gazes did not exist.
Everyone wanted to become the champion and enter the final battle. Qin Yi's sword skills were very high, and he won the seventh place in the final battle of the last Matchless Sword Battle. For many people, he was an invincible opponent.
Invincible, but still want to challenge, it is equivalent to cutting off the road of the Matchless Sword Battle.
"After ten breaths, if no one comes to challenge, the seventh champion will be determined." An elder of the Jinghong Sword Sect said with a cold voice.
On the one hand, Qin Yi's sword skills were very high, and he had such qualifications. On the other hand, he was forcing everyone.
If they did not challenge, they could let Qin Yi directly become one of the champions. Invisibly, it intensified the competition in the other arenas.
When everyone heard this, their hearts could not help but tighten.
"I'll do it." After five breaths, a man jumped up and landed on the ring. With a wave of his hand, he grabbed a broad-bladed divine iron sword. His body was like a gale sword, like a flash flood, and he slashed at Qin Yi fiercely.
This person immediately displayed an astonishing level of attainment in swordsmanship, and even displayed a powerful swordsmanship.
Qin Yi's expression was a little bit serious. He felt some pressure from the other side's sword, but it was only a little, that's all.
His eyes flashed, and Qin Yi's sword trembled slightly. The trembling sword drove the tip of the sword to leave countless afterimages in the air, covering the opponent's whole body up and down.
The opponent's face was dignified. The sword light was like a flash flood, and he used all his strength to break the heavy sword shadows and slashed at Qin Yi fiercely.
Suddenly, the sword stopped. He didn't know when Qin Yi's sword stopped at his throat.
"When …" Qin Yi's opponent swallowed hard, and his face was full of horror.
His sword skills had reached the second level of the first level, and he didn't even know when the opponent's sword pointed at his throat. The gap is too big.
"I saw this boy three years ago. At that time, his sword skills were not as good as now." An elder of the Jinghong Sword Sect said slowly.
"The core disciple of the Xuanzhen Palace. It is said that after the end of the Matchless Sword Battle three years ago, he received guidance from the Xuanzhen Palace. It is reasonable that his sword skills have improved significantly." Another elder also said.
During the conversation, the other champions also had their victories and defeats. Some succeeded in defending the arena, and some succeeded in challenging to become the new champion.
The performance of each participant in the ring fell into the eyes of the strong, but so far, except for Qin Yi, there was no second person who had appeared. But this was nothing. After all, the Unparalleled Sword Battle had only just begun, and the real masters of swordsmanship had not yet made a move. They were still watching.
The Matchless Sword Battle was often more exciting as it went on. This sword skill competition was like a big wave washing away the sand, and at the end, only the essence was left.
Different people displayed different styles of swordsmanship. The crowd was dazzled and immersed in the swordsmanship, exclaiming in surprise.
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