"'Nine Mysterious Swords of Heaven'?" Zhang Tan was surprised. He had previously underestimated the Tao tribal clan. He never expected a small tribe in the vast wilderness to be able to come up with something like this.
"Alright, let me see your swordsmanship!"
Hearing Zhang Tan's words, Tao Yunxiao felt that it was a form of encouragement, and he became more confident.
Tao Yunxiao attacked with his sword, and the sword beam quickly turned into a snowflake!
The sword moves of 'Nine Mysterious Swords of Heaven' were extremely beautiful!
'Dragon Rib Tiger Bone Fist' was an excellent body tempering cultivation technique, but it had to be admitted that in terms of elegance, 'Dragon Rib Tiger Bone Fist' could not compare to 'Nine Mysterious Swords of Heaven'.
'Nine Mysterious Swords of Heaven' was like the white snow in spring. Every move was like an art.
And in this beautiful move, it could train every inch of the cultivator's muscles. Complemented by the breathing technique, the energy would penetrate into the cultivator's organs, training the organs and strengthening the blood.
'Nine Mysterious Swords of Heaven' was a cultivation technique that focused on the five organs. This complemented the 'Dragon Rib Tiger Bone Fist' that focused on the muscles and bones.
Cultivating the two cultivation techniques together would bring out the best in each other.
Although Tao Yunxiao was arrogant, he had the capital to be arrogant. The sword in his hand seemed to have a life of its own.
This two-foot long female sword was a real treasure sword. As it danced, the sword let out a humming sound, like the roar of a dragon or tiger.
Tao Yunxiao had completely immersed himself in the sword move. Although he was unable to become one with the sword, he was able to concentrate his mind on the sword, making the sword an extension of his arm.
"Weng Weng Weng!"
The female sword's humming sound became more intense. From a humming sound, it became a clear whistle. The female sword's sword intent had completely merged with Tao Yunxiao, forming an indescribable "force".
When this momentum reached its peak, there was a sharp sound of air being torn apart.
"Whew!"
A visible wave of air came out from the female sword with an irresistible force!
"Cha!"
Ten steps away from Tao Yunxiao, a black ironstone the size of a washbasin was sent flying by the wave of air, shattering in mid-air!
Seeing this scene, the audience could not help but exclaim!
"Sword Qi!"
Zhang Tan's eyebrows pricked up. Warriors injected their energy into their treasured swords, and when they attacked, they used the sharpness of the blade to stimulate this energy. This was Sword Qi.
There were very few Mortal Blood warriors who knew how to use a sword. Those who could use a sword to produce sword Qi were even rarer!
For Tao Yunxiao to be able to do this, it proved that he was very talented in sword cultivation!
Tao Yunxiao did not put away the female sword. Instead, he took a big stride forward and caught up with the rock that was flying in the air.
His sword was like snow!
Cha cha cha!
In just two breaths of time, Tao Yunxiao had slashed out dozens of times. The female sword cut through iron like it was mud. This black ironstone that was the size of a washbasin was directly cut into small pieces that were the size of sugar cubes and fell to the ground.
"Alright!"
The Tao tribal clan's audience was in an uproar as they let out waves of cheers. It was like layers of waves, each wave higher than the last, lasting for a long time!
The people of the Tao tribal clan were proud of their tribal clan.
The grand elder was very satisfied. He knew that today's goal had been achieved. To establish a family clan was a difficult task that might even result in bloodshed.
By displaying the tribe's strength, not only could they gain the respect of other tribes, they could also nurture the people's sense of family glory.
Tao Yunxiao performed a beautiful sword dance in the air and perfectly sheathed his sword. He had a confident smile on his face. Even he felt that his performance was perfect!
Zhang Tan nodded slightly, "The sword Qi you released may have borrowed the power of a treasured sword, but it's still not bad!"
Zhang Tan opened his mouth. The impression he gave to others was that he was serious and strict. For him to say "not bad" was an extremely high evaluation!
The people of the Tao tribal clan were all very proud. Zhang Tan had praised their third young master!
And they still had the first and second young masters. The first young master, Hu Ya, was the most dazzling figure in their tribe.
"Yunxiao, well done!"
On the platform, the Tao tribal clan's elders were not stingy with their praises. Tao Yunxiao had obtained the recognition of the Jin Long Wei, which was a victory for the Tao tribal clan.
"Pinghai, you gave birth to a good son."
An elder said from the bottom of his heart to a middle-aged man not far away.
The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Compared to Hu Ya, Yunxiao is still lacking. Wait for Hu Ya to go on stage with his sword, then the atmosphere will be even better!"
The lively atmosphere lasted for the time it took an incense stick to burn, but the crowd was still unsatisfied.
They had a feeling that Tao Yunxiao had already obtained first place in the semi-finals.
Until Zhang Tan announced, "The last Mortal Blood participant, Yi Yun, will go on stage."
"Oh? It's not over yet? "
"Right, there's still one more person who hasn't gone on stage!"
People then remembered that Yi Yun had yet to go on stage.
Yi Yun was after all the first place in the preliminaries, and with his young age, he had received a lot of attention. But because of Tao Yunxiao's amazing performance, people had forgotten about Yi Yun.
"Yi Yun, that Yi Yun with the strongest Spirit?"
"That's right. If Yi Yun did not take advantage of a loophole in the preliminaries, then he would be the person with the strongest Spirit amongst all the Mortal Blood warriors. His Spirit is strong, but how strong is his strength?"
"What else can he do? That's all. This kid is only twelve years old. Our Young master Yunxiao is considered a top genius, but he's fourteen this year. Even if that kid's talent can match up to Young master Yunxiao, because of the two years difference, his strength is still lacking. "
A Tao tribal clan warrior who had practiced martial arts commented. People nodded in agreement.
What was Spirit? The people of the vast wilderness found it hard to understand.
But they could tell the strength of a cultivation technique. If Yi Yun could shatter a black ironstone with one punch, then he would be considered strong.
If he couldn't do it, then it proved that aura was just something that looked good but was not useful at all. It was just a fancy thing.
This was the thinking of the people of the vast wilderness, simple and direct!
"Kid, I wish you good luck!"
Seeing Yi Yun go on stage and walk past him, Lian Chengyu gloated. Lian Chengyu was originally jealous of Tao Yunxiao's brilliant performance.
But despite being jealous, Lian Chengyu did not find it hard to accept because he knew the difference between the Tao tribal clan and the Lian tribal clan.
Next, it was Yi Yun's turn to go on stage. Lian Chengyu was overjoyed. Others might not know Yi Yun's background, but he knew that Yi Yun could only demonstrate the 'Dragon Rib Tiger Bone Fist', and he had secretly learned it from Yao Yuan.
Yao Yuan's standard was inferior to the experts of the Tao tribal clan, and with the addition of secretly learning it, the difference was huge!
Thinking of Yi Yun using the half-baked 'Dragon Rib Tiger Bone Fist' to compete with Tao Yunxiao's' Nine Mysterious Swords of Heaven ', Lian Chengyu wanted to laugh.
Comparisons were odious and comparisons were odious. Who asked you to go up after Tao Yunxiao?
The contrast was too obvious.
"Little slave, perform well in a while. Don't embarrass your master."
Just as Yi Yun was about to walk past Lian Chengyu, he heard Lian Chengyu's voice.
Yi Yun stopped in his tracks. He turned his head and looked at Lian Chengyu.
"What are you looking at?"
Lian Chengyu had a teasing smile on his face.
"Looking at a retard."
Yi Yun said lightly. Without stopping, he walked straight towards the white jade stage.
Lian Chengyu's face sank as he froze, "Little bastard, I gave you face but you don't want it!"
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