Weapon Master

Chapter 835 - Sword-fighting Villa

Sword-fighting Villa and Swordsman House were only separated by a few thousand meters, and their land area was much more vast than Swordsman House's. At the entrance of the Villa, a large number of cultivators were entering and exiting.

Inside Villa, the trees were as shady as a shade, the fake mountains were everywhere, and the scenery was quite beautiful.

However, within this beautiful scenery, were many hidden arenas, and every stage was filled with intense battles. Strength Qi flowed everywhere, and countless shouts could be heard, and surrounding the arenas, were many young cultivators. In addition, all the sides of the arena had registration locations.

Tang Huan, Hu Xuan and the rest who were looking over, were all secretly speechless.

Within the Sword-fighting Villa, there were hundreds of arenas. Be it those who were fighting or watching the battle, all of them were True Spirit Level Cultivators, and there were tens of thousands of people. This was obviously only a part of it. After all, it was impossible for all the young cultivators that wanted to join the Pure Yang Sword Sect to come here every morning.

If it was a Tiger Clan, if they met a True Spirit Cultivator who wanted to join, they would definitely want to join. They wouldn't need to be like the "Pure Yang Sword Sect", where the "Sword-fighting Villa" and the "Sword Testing Grounds" placed obstacles on the True Spirit Cultivator who wanted to join, preventing most of the people from entering the sword faction.

Everyone knew why the "Pure Yang Sword Sect" was doing this.

Even if it was a large sect like the "Pure Yang Sword Sect", its strength would far surpass a small and remote power like the Tiger Clan, and the resources it possessed for cultivation would be limited as well. It was impossible for it to open its doors wide to supply all the True Spirit Cultivator s that it wished to join, so it could only choose the most outstanding one.

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

One was a young man around twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, who was dressed in a green robe. He had a thin figure with a long horse face, and he held a long, misty green rod in his hand. Opposite him was a tall and slender woman in blue, with a sword in her right hand, and a delicate face like a porcelain doll.

However, no matter if it was the blue-clothed woman or the horse-faced man, the aura being emitted from their bodies was extremely huge.

"Tsk, tsk, I never thought that Fu Junwei would challenge Jiao Tianlei. Jiao Tianlei is already a Peak Rank Six True Spirit, I think Fu Junwei just broke through to the Rank Six True Spirit in the last two days."

"In Sword-fighting Villa, Fu Junwei has already won fifty consecutive victories, and she is invincible in the Rank Five True Spirit realm. Today, her undefeatable golden body will probably be broken into pieces."

"That's not necessarily true, when Fu Junwei was still a Rank Five True Spirit cultivator, he had challenged many experts of the Rank Six True Spirit and won all of them. Now that she had broken through to the Rank Six True Spirit, her strength was not necessarily inferior to Jiao Tianlei's. This battle will very likely end in a draw. "

"..."

Shouts of surprise rose and fell around the arena.

"A fifty win streak, the accumulated points can already directly become the disciples of the 'Pure Yang Sword Sect'!"

Chen You was speechless, his eyes revealed admiration.

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

According to the description in the book, the battles in Sword-fighting Villa were usually fought between cultivators of the same cultivation level. For example, Chen You, she is currently a Rank Two True Spirit cultivator, so, after she registers, the opponents arranged for her will also be cultivators of the Rank Two True Spirit.

Of course, Chen You could also challenge others.

Other than challenging cultivators of the same cultivation level, those with a lower cultivation base could challenge those with higher cultivation base, but not those with a higher cultivation base. After being challenged, he couldn't refuse, unless he was injured. According to the thin book, the cultivator who did not even dare to accept the challenge was not qualified to become a "Pure Yang Sword Sect" disciple.

Generally speaking, he should not be challenged more than twice a day. In the Sword-fighting Villa, many cultivators were extremely keen on crossing the border to challenge others.

If a cultivator with a lower cultivation were to win the challenge, the points he would receive would double, and the points that the loser would receive would still be deducted by 10 points. Of course, that was only true during a cross-border challenge. If it was a challenge between cultivators of the same cultivation realm, even if the weaker cultivator won, he would only get ten points.

"Damn, this woman is amazing."

Hu Xuan also exclaimed in surprise, but soon after, he said in confusion, "She won fifty times consecutively, and crossed over several times. Her accumulated points already exceeded five hundred points, so why did she go challenge Jiao Tianlei? Why not report to the 'Sword Testing Grounds' and formally enter the 'Pure Yang Sword Sect' as soon as possible? "

"You don't know anything!"

A sneer suddenly sounded from the side, "The accumulated five hundred points used to join 'Pure Yang Sword Sect', is only the lowest ranked 'Iron Sword disciple', but if the accumulated one thousand five hundred points used to join 'Pure Yang Sword Sect', then he will directly become a higher ranked 'Copper Sword disciple'! If he could obtain 5,000 points, then he would be a disciple of the Silver Sword Sect. In this Sword-fighting Villa, there are many cultivators who scored more than 500 points and did not report to the 'Sword Testing Grounds'. " The one who spoke was a rather handsome white-clothed man, and there was some disdain in his eyes when he looked at Hu Xuan and the others.

"What did you say?" Hu Xuan was furious, the man in white had helped him resolve the problem, but the tone and gaze in his eyes made him angry.

"Hey, are you unconvinced?"

Upon seeing this, the man in white looked at Hu Xuan with ridicule, a majestic pressure erupted out of his body like a volcano, and was actually not any worse than the Peak Rank Six True Spirit on the stage, a huge pressure was released, instantly filling up the surrounding space.

This sound immediately caught the attention of the surrounding cultivators. Some of the weaker cultivators backed up, and then there were cries of surprise.

"Yu Mingjing?"

"It's said that the accumulated points of the Peak Rank Six True Spirit has already exceeded a thousand!"

"..."

"You …"

Hu Xuan's eyes were blazing with fire, his face was red, he could feel that although his cultivation and strength was weaker than his opponent, he did not feel any fear. However, before he could react, a palm pressed down on his shoulder, and immediately after, Tang Huan's figure appeared in front of him. The sense of suppression immediately disappeared without a trace. Hu Tong, Chen You and the rest who had weaker cultivation sighed a breath of relief.

"Friend, sometimes it's better to be polite when speaking." Tang Huan's gaze fell on the man in white who was called "Yu Mingjing" and smiled lightly, "This will do you no harm. Otherwise, who knows when someone might let you know what" disaster comes from the mouth "."

"Hmm?"

Yu Mingjing raised his eyebrows, his expression darkened, and retracted his might. He immediately laughed coldly, "Interesting! Interesting! "Kid, before someone tells me what 'disaster comes from the mouth' means, I will let you know what 'disaster comes from the mouth' means first."

"Chi!"

As soon as he finished his sentence, Yu Mingjing flicked his finger lightly, and a streak of fiery red light shot towards Tang Huan. Its speed was so fast that it was like an arrow that had just left the bow.