The face of a practicing master became extremely ugly at this moment. He was the commander of the Donghao Sword Sect who brought Gong Muyu to the Minshan Sword Club.

But his face was ugly at this time not because of Lin Suixin's random arrangements, but because of Gong Muyu's reaction at this time.

Although Ding Ning showed great combat power before this, especially the use of sword moves and control of timing, Gong Muyu's true energy cultivation was slightly higher than Ding Ning, and in his eyes, there was no possibility of fighting. He would never panic when he heard that his opponent was Ding Ning.

What's more, there are only 45 selected students who passed the first level of the Thorn Sea in front. Now that Lin Suixin said that he was bye in the first round, as long as he could defeat Ding Ning, Gong Muyu could already enter the last top twelve.

As long as he can be ranked last ten, he can be allowed to study in Minshan Sword Sect. In the view of this Donghao Sword Sect, Gong Muyu has obtained an unprecedented good opportunity. As long as he can seize such an opportunity, he can even change his life's destiny. However, Gong Muyu's performance really disappointed him and his heart was cold before the battle. Such a practitioner would definitely not be able to become a truly powerful swordsman, and would only become a stepping stone on others' road to fame.

"Did you see clearly?"

In an unspeakable silence, Dugu Bai walked to Ding Ning and others, looked at Ding Ning who was about to appear, nodded and asked.

Ding Ning also nodded calmly and said, "Look clearly."

Listening to the simple conversation between the two people, Zhang Yi's body was shocked unconsciously and said in a shock: "Brother Dugu, it turns out that you just had the sword..."

Dugu Bai glanced at Zhang Yi and smiled slightly, which was the default.

"sharp."

Xu Lianhua frowned and was unwilling to admit it, but she also had to admit it and spit out two words.

Xia Wan, Xie Rou and others on the side couldn't help but take a deep breath, and some admiration surged in their hearts again.

They all reacted completely at this time. Dugu Bai's sword just now not only established his authority and expressed his attitude, but also forced all the students at the other end of the shed to fight it out.

Haunted sword drawing without any preparation can reveal more things. Dugu Bai did this, but Ding Ning had long realized this and saw what he needed.

Dugu Bai and Ding Ning are undoubtedly two terrible people.

What made them feel lucky and joyful is that both of them are in their own camp.

...

Ding Ning began to move.

Everyone's eyes regained their eyes on this silent wine shop boy.

The faint smile on the corner of Lin Suixin's mouth had long disappeared, and she returned to her expressionless appearance. However, when Ding Ning walked into the field scratched by sword scars, he suddenly spoke again and said slowly: "The winner of your game will be bye in the next round."

"What!"

A burst of exclamation sounded like a tide.

The exclamation this time was even louder than the exclamation that Dugu Bai used to cast that violent sword before.

"How can this be done!"

A selected student couldn't help but scream in anger.

The winner of this round of competition can already enter the top twelve. If you have another bye, you will directly enter the top six and you can already obtain the qualification to enter the Minshan Sword Sect to practice.

"Why can't this be possible?"

Lin Suixin turned his head, but there was still no expression on his face, but there was a joking look in his eyes: "After the second round, not only will they be bye, but many people will be bye."

After pausing, he seemed to see what many people think at this time and said slightly: "Do you think I will ask you to decide the top six first, and then those who lose will arrange the competition and then decide the four? I don't have so much leisure to watch the loser's game before, so I naturally arranged it directly during the competition and gathered out the last ten visitors."

When many candidates heard the word "其" in his words, they became even more angry, but no one dared to ask again.

Because no one can change Lin Suixin's Suixin's Suixin, whoever was the next round of bye was drawn in Lin Suixin's hands. Lin Suixin could let anyone fight at will.

"I don't even have the courage to express my anger, so what qualifications do I have to be called a disciple of my Minshan Sword Sect?"

Seeing these chosen people's faces flushed but dared not speak out, Lin Suixin shook his head expressionlessly, and at the same time said this coldly in his heart. Then he turned his head and looked at Ding Ning and Gong Muyu and said, "You can start."

Listening to Lin Suixin's words, some sickly bright red rose on Gong Muyu's face. Although he was a little afraid of Ding Ning's strength, Lin Suixin's words gave him great excitement. As long as he won this game, he would only fight this game during the entire sword test, and he could directly obtain the qualification to enter the Minshan Sword Sect to practice!

Compared with Gong Muyu's excitement and excitement, Ding Ning was still absolutely calm.

All he wants is the first place, and it is not much different for him to enter the top ten earlier and enter the top ten later.

Since Lin Suixin wanted this sword test to become more interesting, then he would make this sword test to become more interesting.

"please."

So he raised the Mohua Can Sword without any extra action, crossed his sword across his chest, and watched Gong Muyu say this word calmly.

Gong Muyu hesitated for a moment, then took the initiative to let out a sharp roar and drew out his sword.

The true energy in his body poured into the golden scabbard along his left hand. Before his right hand could touch the hilt, the entire sword had already jumped out of the scabbard.

His sword scabbard is dazzling golden, and the hilt is also golden, and the sword body that jumps out of the scabbard is also dazzling golden.

The sword, which emits dazzling golden light, was covered with python patterns. This sword is the sword of the former leader of the Korean Golden Python Palace.

This sword is bigger than an ordinary sword, and it is a domineering path. After a little hesitation at the beginning, Gong Muyu was also inspired to fight back and forth. When his right hand held the hilt of the sword, the true energy in his body instantly shifted its direction, and from the meridians on the left side of his body into the meridians on the right side, a dull roar was heard in his body, and the sword in his hand gushed out even a golden light, which directly turned into a newborn Haori in his hand.

This is one of the most powerful secret sword poses in the Donghao Sword Sutra, "Haori Dongsheng".

Seeing Gong Muyu's hand rising from his Haori, the face of the Donghao Sword Sect's commander cleared slightly. At least the sword intent of this sword was full and there was not much to be criticized. In his eyes, it was also a good choice to use this sword at this time.

Offense is the best defense, and although the power of this sword is powerful, the sword intent is only a slow rise, and the power is not exhausted, leaving a little room at any time.

However, in the next moment, the teacher of the Donghao Sword Sect and many other places of practice were completely filled with shocked expressions.

Because Ding Ning had already set off his sword at this time.

As the broken flower sword in his hand swept forward, a fine sword light ignited up like wildfire.

Even Zhang Yi widened his eyes in shock, not understanding what his "little junior brother" is doing now.

What Ding Ning used at this time was actually a "wildfire rushing to the prairie" in the Wildfire Sword Sutra.

This pose is naturally a sword style with dense sword force and strong defense ability. However, everyone can clearly sense it at this time that Ding Ning's true energy power is slightly weaker than Gong Muyu. Such an ordinary sword style seems to be impossible to block Gong Muyu's sword.

When a clear and clear collision sounded.

The sword light like a sunny sword and the dense wildfire shine together, and the two swords have officially fought each other.

Gong Muyu's pupils were instantly filled with incomprehensible expressions.

The impact sent along the sword body to the hilt was extremely clear to remind him of the power gap between the two sides. Ding Ning could not block the advance of his sword. However, since he could not block it, why did Ding Ning choose such a sword-like response?

Is it just a mistake in judgment? Is Ding Ning's ability just deified in his feelings because of his previous performance? In fact, he doesn't have that powerful ability at all?

Gong Muyu couldn't understand at all.

But Ding Ning couldn't have time to change any sword pose. Every tiny flesh and blood fiber in his body was trembling, and he wanted to stab the sword into Ding Ning's chest.

His breathing paused completely, and more glows ignited from the sword in his hand, and he struggled to move forward.

Several crisp metal collisions sounded sharply in the narrow space.

The broken sword in Ding Ning's hand could not resist the power emitted from the Golden Python Sword and was swung to the side. The powerful impact force even made his body a little unstable, and he took two steps back.

Gong Muyu's sword intent was fully realized, and the tip of the sword pierced into the shadow of the broken sword in Ding Ning's hand, about to pierce Ding Ning's chest.

However, at this moment, an incredible and ridiculous feeling surged in everyone's hearts.

Because at this moment, the long crimson worm that had been curled up behind Ding Ning was picked up with its toes while Ding Ning retreated.

Then Ding Ning's left hand fell on its neck, as if he was holding a sword upside down, grabbed its head, and directly faced Gong Muyu's sword.

This black frostworm never expected such a thing to happen. Feeling the oncoming sharp sword intent, it trembled all over in fear, almost subconsciously, and desperately spurted the accumulated power in its body out of its mouth.

Gong Muyu's breathing completely stopped, and his body became stiff.

There was a "puff".

He saw a cold current spurting out of the crimson worm's mouth, rushing against his sword.

The power of this cold current was not too strong for him, but most of the power of his sword had been eliminated by Ding Ning's sword style. At this time, the sword intent was at its end and it was impossible to generate power again.

So he couldn't stop it.

He was extremely shocked to see his sword swinging upwards.

A force that he could not resist came, causing his sword-holding arm to rise up.

“Ka…”

A slight icy sound came from the air.

The cold current that broke away from his sword condensed into a crystalline ice edge in the air.

Ding Ning calmly grabbed the crimson worm and continued to stretch out.

This crystalline ice edge pierced into Gong Muyu's chest.

The hot blood was squirting out along the edge of the ice edge.

Everyone was stunned.

Even Lin Suixin was stunned. He didn't expect such a scene to appear.

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Chapter completed!