Chapter 9

"What?!"

Gudouluo also stood up and said anything.

"Hahaha..."

Sword Douluo felt that he had not laughed so well for many years.

The audience around the venue were not so surprised. Although they all know that Qin Jian has not improved his soul power for three consecutive years, he is a disciple of sword Douluo after all. It is not unacceptable to improve level 4 at once.

Only Ning Fengzhi, who clearly knew the soul power level of Qin Jian a few days ago, couldn't believe it.

"Uncle Jian, what's going on? Why does Qin Jian's soul power improve so fast?" he couldn't help asking.

One side of the bone Douluo also pricked up his ears.

Sword Douluo frowned slightly. He leaned closer to them and whispered, "this is the biggest secret of Jian er. I can't reveal it..."

Ning Fengzhi nodded to show understanding.

"Old man Jian, his strange first soul skill, coupled with this rapidly improving ability, in terms of talent, he must surpass the ancient Yue, but he is eager to talk about the zongmen..." gudouluo stopped.

Even Ning Fengzhi looked at it.

Sword Douluo was not worried about this: "you can rest assured that you can get along with him for a few years. I can see through the child's nature. It will never live up to the cultivation of the sect!"

Ning Feng nodded gently when he heard the speech: "I'm relieved to have uncle Jian's judgment..."

In the field.

Guyue finally recovered from the shock: "you have reached level 14. You have been hiding for so long to make a splash at this moment?"

"I think you just had a magical effect because your soul power level was much higher than those opponents..."

A confident look appeared on his face: "but I'm not them. Don't try to do it again!"

His analysis made the unknown people nod their heads and think they knew the truth.

Qin Jian just smiled and said, "I advise you to use your best and don't lose in one round."

"The competition begins!"

Guyue was about to get angry when he stared, but the presiding elder interrupted him.

"Bang!"

Without saying a word, he stepped on the ground and rushed forward.

"If you don't even open the martial spirit, you will pay for your arrogance!"

With a loud roar, the bone dragon spirit behind him rushed into his body: "the first soul skill, bone claw!"

"Awesome!"

The audience couldn't help showing their appreciation when they saw his flowing attack.

"Guyue doesn't want to repeat the mistakes of others, so it's better to start first, but Qin Jian hasn't even shown his martial spirit. He lost his first hand in this first round..."

Gudouluo said with a smile: "although it's sooner or later for Qin Jian to surpass Guyue, it's estimated that my little bone won this game."

The complexion of sword Douluo also changed: "don't be happy too early..."

In the field.

"Shua!"

Seeing a huge Bone Claw roar in front of him, there were several exclamations under the stage, but Qin Jian was not in a hurry. He saw his right hand standing in front of his chest with a sword finger, and then a cold drink.

"My body is like a sword!"

Boom!

At the next moment, a dark purple long sword fell in front of Qin sword.

"Bang!"

The bone claw scratched and hit the long sword, making a harsh sound.

"It's over..."

After the emergence of Wu soul love sword, Qin Jian was like a different person, with the Qi of killing and cutting.

Instead of holding his hand, he grasped the moment of ancient Yue's shock and shook the sword finger of his right hand.

"Sword spirit!"

Zheng!

I saw a dark purple sword breath from the long sword and suddenly burst into the unprepared chest of Guyue.

"Poof!"

The figure of Guyue flew back at the next moment, fell straight off the court, rolled for several times, and then stopped.

There was silence.

"What was that just now? Soul skill?"

"I didn't see it clearly. As soon as I saw the martial spirit, the ancient Yue was defeated."

"He's been clumsy for three years. He's so strong..."

“……”

Finally, there began to be a sparse sound of discussion.

On the other side of the central stand, Ning Fengzhi gudouluo was also immersed in shock.

Others can't understand it. They are so familiar with the moves of sword duel. Naturally, they understand it.

This is clearly the self created soul skill of sword Douluo. The unity of man and sword!

And my body is like a sword, which is the usual starting style of sword Douluo to summon the soul of martial arts.

They looked at each other, and then both looked at the sword Douluo.

"I said don't be happy too early."

The sword fight grinned.

He felt very comfortable when he finally pressed down his old opponent.

And Ning Rongrong is also very happy.

"Dad, Dad, Qin Jian took the first place! Rongrong's eyes are the best, aren't they?" she jumped into Ning Fengzhi's arms excitedly.

"Yes, yes, yes, my little princess has the best eyes."

Ning Fengzhi can only echo.

"The final winner, Qin Jian!"

The presiding elder finally announced the result, but there was little response.

Because the audience didn't understand what was going on.

Only the ancient Yue who got up from the ground knew how powerful Qin Jian's counterattack was at that moment.

The sword Qi directly tore all his defenses, so he lost well.

"I lost. You're better than me."

He stood in front of Qin Jian and said reluctantly, "but I will catch up with you in the future!"

Qin Jian looked at him. He didn't speak or have any hostility.

Although all the people of Qibao Liuli sect regard them as opponents, just like sword Douluo and bone Douluo.

But Qin Jian never felt so

His opponent was never Guyue, but Ning Rongrong, who was cheering on the sidelines, and the eight outstanding women in the future.

Love is his battlefield!

"Next, please choose a partner from the lineal disciples of zongmen. The first is our little princess, Ning Rongrong!"

Before the elder's voice fell, Ning Rongrong rushed up: "Qin Jian, Qin Jian, I choose Qin Jian!"

People were not surprised by this result, because the daughter of the patriarch, as the successor of the next generation, could only choose the strongest.

"What about Qin Jian? Do you accept it?"

Probably out of humanitarianism, the elder asked Qin Jian's opinion. After seeing his nod, he announced: "OK, the first group of partners, Qin Jian and Ning Rongrong."

Guyue's palm was tight and loose, loose and tight, and finally he bowed his head.

He knew that this time he was completely defeated, and the achievements of the past three years were destroyed.

Qin Jian didn't look at the back combination anymore, because Ning Rongrong couldn't wait to pull him back: "let's go, let's go, I'll continue to listen to the story!"

So everyone watched them leave with a swagger.

However, the popularity of the competition will not drop easily. After all, it was not the Guyue that everyone expected in advance that finally became Ning Rongrong's partner, but the Qin Jian, which had been silent for three years.

Whether his previous inexplicable performances or the final victory, the people of Qibao Liuli sect enjoyed talking about it for a long time