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Chapter 836

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The distance between the Sword-fighting Villa and the Swordsman House was only a few thousand meters, and it occupied an even wider area than the Swordsman House. At the entrance of the Villa, a large number of cultivators were entering and exiting.

Inside the Villa, there were green trees and fake mountains everywhere. The scenery was quite beautiful.

However, within this beautiful scenery, there were many arenas hidden. On each of the arenas, there were intense battles taking place. Strength Qi overflowed in all directions, and shouts rang out incessantly. Around the arenas, there were many young cultivators. In addition, there were registration points on the sides of the arenas.

Tang Huan, Hu Xuan and the rest looked over, and were secretly speechless.

Within the Sword-fighting Villa, there were hundreds of arenas. Whether it was the ones fighting or the ones watching, they were all True Spirit Level Cultivator s, and there were tens of thousands of them. After all, it was impossible for all the young cultivators who wanted to join the Pure Yang Sword Sect to rush here every morning.

If it was the Tiger Clan, if they met a True Spirit Cultivator that wanted to join, they would definitely wish for it. There was no need to be like the Pure Yang Sword Sect, where the Sword-fighting Villa and the Sword Testing Grounds set up obstacles for the True Spirit Cultivator that wanted to join, blocking the majority of the people outside the Sword Sect.

Everyone knew why the Pure Yang Sword Sect did this.

Even if it was the number one sect in the Yan State like the Pure Yang Sword Sect, whose strength far surpassed a small and remote power like the Tiger Clan, the cultivation resources it possessed were also limited. It was impossible for it to provide for all the True Spirit Cultivator s that wanted to join, and could only choose the most outstanding ones.

In front of a stage, Tang Huan's footsteps suddenly stopped, and Hu Xuan and the rest also stopped.

On the arena, which was about ten meters long and wide, two figures stood facing each other. One was a young man about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, dressed in a green robe, with a thin figure, a rather long horse face, and a long misty green rod in his hand. Opposite him was a tall and slim blue-clothed woman, holding a sword in her right hand. Her face was as delicate and beautiful as a porcelain doll, almost without the slightest flaw, but unfortunately, her chest was slightly flat.

However, whether it was the blue-clothed woman or the horse-faced man, the aura emanating from their bodies was extremely huge.

Ze ze, he never thought that Fu Junwei would challenge Jiao Tianlei. Jiao Tianlei was already in the peak 6th True Spirit Layer and Fu Junwei seemed to have just broken through to the 6th True Spirit Layer two days ago.

In this Sword-fighting Villa, Fu Junwei had already won fifty consecutive victories and was invincible in the Rank Five True Spirit realm. Today, her invincible golden body was probably going to be broken.

When Fu Junwei was still a Rank Five True Spirit cultivator, she had challenged experts of the Rank Six True Spirit several times and won all of them. Now that she had broken through to the Rank Six True Spirit, her strength might not be any weaker than Jiao Tianlei, who was at the peak of the Rank Six True Spirit.

Around the arena, cries of surprise rose and fell.

Fifty consecutive victories. The accumulated points were enough to directly become a disciple of the 'Pure Yang Sword Sect'!

Chen You was speechless, his eyes filled with admiration.

What she admired was not only Fu Junwei's strength, but also her courage. She had actually just broken through to the Rank Six True Spirit, and dared to challenge an expert of the Peak Rank Six True Spirit.

According to the description in the thin book, the battles of the Sword-fighting Villa were usually arranged between cultivators of the same cultivation level. For example, Chen You, she was currently a Rank Two True Spirit cultivator. Then, after she registered, the opponent arranged for her would also be a Rank Two True Spirit cultivator.

Of course, Chen You could also challenge others.

This kind of challenge, other than being issued to cultivators of the same cultivation level, could also be issued to those with a lower cultivation level, but not the other way around. After being challenged by others, one could not refuse, unless one was injured. According to the description in the thin book, cultivators who did not even dare to accept the challenge did not have the qualifications to become disciples of the Pure Yang Sword Sect.

Generally speaking, one could not be challenged more than twice a day. In this Sword-fighting Villa, many cultivators were very keen on crossing realms to challenge others.

If a cultivator with a lower cultivation won the challenge, the points he would obtain would be doubled, and the points deducted from the loser would still be ten points. Of course, this would only happen when challenging someone of the same cultivation level. If it was a challenge between cultivators of the same cultivation level, even if someone with a slightly weaker cultivation won, he would only be able to obtain ten points.

Damn, this woman is amazing.

Hu Xuan also exclaimed in surprise, but soon after, he asked in confusion. After winning fifty times in a row, there were a few times where she had crossed realms to challenge others, and her accumulated points had long since exceeded five hundred points. Wouldn't it be better to directly report to the 'Sword Testing Grounds' and officially join the 'Pure Yang Sword Sect' earlier?

What do you know!

A sneer suddenly sounded from the side. Accumulating five hundred points to join the 'Pure Yang Sword Sect' was only the lowest ranked 'Iron Sword Disciple'. However, if one were to accumulate one thousand five hundred points and join the 'Pure Yang Sword Sect', then he would directly become a higher ranked 'Copper Sword Disciple'! If one could obtain five thousand points, then one would be a 'Silver Sword Disciple'. In this Sword-fighting Villa, there were many cultivators who did not report to the 'Sword Testing Grounds' even though they had more than five hundred points. The one who spoke was a rather handsome man in white, and his eyes were filled with disdain as he looked at Hu Xuan and the others.

What did you say? Hu Xuan was enraged, the white clothed man had indeed helped him solve his doubts, but the tone of his voice and the look in his eyes made him extremely angry.

Yo, you're not convinced?

Seeing that, the white clothed man looked at Hu Xuan with a hint of ridicule, a majestic pressure surged out from his body like a volcanic eruption, it was actually not the slightest bit inferior to Jiao Tianlei who was on the stage, a huge pressure spread out, instantly filling up the surrounding space.

This commotion immediately attracted the attention of the surrounding cultivators. Some of the weaker cultivators retreated, and soon after, cries of alarm rose up one after another.

Yu Mingjing?

It was said that the accumulated points of the Peak Rank Six True Spirit had already exceeded a thousand!



Hu Xuan's eyes seemed to be spitting fire, his face was flushed red, he could feel that his cultivation and strength were inferior to the other party, but he did not have the slightest bit of fear, it was just that before he could flare up, a palm pressed down on his shoulder, and immediately after, Tang Huan's figure stood in front of him, the roaring pressure immediately disappeared into nothingness, Hu Tong, Chen You and the others with weaker cultivations all exhaled lightly.

Tang Huan's gaze landed on the white clothed man called Yu Mingjing, and smiled indifferently. This is not bad for you, if not, there might be someone who will let you know what 'disaster comes from the mouth' means at any time.

Hmm?

Yu Mingjing raised his eyebrows, his face darkened, he retracted his pressure, and immediately sneered. Interesting! Interesting! Brat, before anyone lets me know what 'disaster comes from the mouth' means, I will let you understand what 'disaster comes from the mouth' means.

"Chi!"

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