On the test bench.

Chen Yu's smug smile was in stark contrast to the angry Gao Feng.

All the disciples were amazed and suspicious.

Sect Master Yunyue and several elders showed a hint of surprise, and they were filled with anticipation.

"Impossible! He must be bragging!"

Qiuyue'er couldn't help sneering after being surprised.

She suddenly felt amused, how could she believe such a childish joke.

At this time, the confrontation on the field suddenly broke out.

Whoosh!

Gao Feng looked angry, and the sword in his hand split into five or six phantoms of sword light, covering Chen Yu indistinguishably from the real ones.

"Well done!"

Chen Yu let out a low snort, holding a thick sword in his hand.

hum!

On the surface of the deep silver sword, a thick layer of silver-black luster condensed, and the whole [Xuan Epee] vibrated with a circle of silver-black air, as if it became heavier in an instant, and even expanded a bit.

"Destroy me!"

A silver and black sword rainbow as huge as a pillar swept across an area with a frightening muffled howl and howling wind.

not good!

Gao Feng's heart skipped a beat. A heavy pressure and terrifying power made his blood pressure depressed and it was difficult to breathe.

Puff puff!

Where the silver-black sword rainbow's huge sword light and the fierce wind passed by, those few shadows of the sword light, which were not real or not, were instantly shattered!

"clang--"

The moment the two swords collided, there was a deafening metal clanging.

Pedal!

Gao Feng retreated a few steps, almost dropped the sword in his hand, his face turned white and red alternately.

That terrifying force caused his jaws to split open, blood spilling out.

tick!

A tiny stream of blood fell from Gao Feng's palm.

"This is……"

Many people gasped.

a sword.

Just one sword, shocked Gao Feng!

Qiu Yue'er, who had just shown a sneer, had a stiff face and her mouth was wide open.

"You are defeated. No matter how many real or fake sword shadows you make, I will wipe them all out with one strike."

Chen Yu weighed the epee in his hand.

His 【Xuan Epee】 is heavy and big, overwhelming people with power, sweeping across the area.

With Chen Yu's current strength, even if he doesn't use the [Xuan Epee], he can fight against ordinary viscera refiners with only the Bronze Statue Skill and a pair of Bronze Fists.

"Hey, this is one force to reduce ten wisdom, my apprentice is also good at taking advantage of it."

Elder Mao smiled all over his face, and deliberately increased his voice, for fear that others would not know,

Chen Yu's blow really gave him a lot of embarrassment.

Sect Master Yunyue and the others showed expressions of surprise.

"Boy, you—"

Gao Feng was frightened and angry. Since the "Sky Shadow Sword Art" was first completed, he had never suffered so much humiliation.

The cheap smile on Chen Yu's face made him understand.

I've been fucked!

If he had known earlier that Chen Yu had such great strength, he would never have acted forcefully, so that his arm would be injured in the opening scene.

As soon as he appeared on the stage, he was furious at Chen Yu's "defeated opponent".

Sky Shadow Sword Art! Remnant Wind Walk!

Gao Feng's face was stern, and with a flick of the sword in his hand, there were several phantoms of sword light, overlapping and plunging towards Chen Yu.

this time.

He used his body skills with all his strength, the afterimages intertwined in place, and the wind was buzzing, and he exerted the advantages of the "Sky Shadow Sword Art" to the limit.

Destroy!

Chen Yu swung his sword away, and the shadow of the sword light in front of him instantly shattered.

However, Gao Feng learned to be smart, and instead of shaking Chen Yu's epee head-on, at most he would stagger sideways.

Um?

Chen Yu stood where he was, frowning in the face of the sword light phantom and afterimages of footwork that were constantly attacking.

Gao Feng adopts a fighting strategy and does not confront him head-on at all.

"Well done! That kid is using a heavy treasure, which consumes a lot of energy."

The middle-aged man with a mustache gave a voice of approval.

The elders of Yunyue Sect frowned slightly. If this continues, Chen Yu will fall into a passive position.

"Yuto?"

Chen Yu chuckled, his figure suddenly swayed, and disappeared from the spot at a strange and alarming speed.

not good!

Gao Feng's sword light phantoms suddenly disappeared.

The opponent's body skills are not inferior to his own, and his explosive speed is even worse.

Just blink.

Chen Yu moved to his side, turning the initiative into a passivity.

Epee Chenggang!

In Chen Yu's hand [Xuan Epee], a layer of silver and black air burst out, supporting a fan-shaped sword gang of silver brilliance.

Whoop!

Yincan's fan-shaped sword gang swept across an area with a force of gravity.

Gao Feng's breathing was stagnant, and his body felt a heavy pressure. Facing such a small-scale attack, there was no way to hide.

How to hide? The opponent's absolute speed is even faster than him.

The shadow of the sword turns into a void!

With a determined face, Gao Feng dragged a series of phantoms of sword light in his hands, but they were all wiped out under the fan-shaped sword.

but.

The moment all the sword shadows disappeared, a icy cold light brushed past the side of the Xuan epee!

That flash of sword light forced Chen Yu in front of him.

What an amazing sword!

The members of the three sects lost their voices in amazement.

"This is?"

Chen Yu was shocked that the opponent's "Sky Shadow Sword Art" was able to accomplish such a method similar to "illusion".

From the real to the virtual, and from the virtual to the sword.

That sword, under the cover of all other sword shadows, flashed in front of Chen Yu in an incredible way.

There is no hiding!

After all, what Chen Yu used was an epee, and he was so close.

call!

This sword succeeds, Gao Feng's heart is happy, his face turns pale, it is obvious that this sword consumes a lot.

"snort!"

Facing the unavoidable sword, the corner of Chen Yu's mouth curled into a sneer, which made Gao Feng feel inexplicably uneasy.

"Open it for me!"

Chen Yu's other arm, like a swollen copper hand, slapped away with the lingering and howling evil spirit!

Bang bang!

The hand of the bronze statue directly shook Gao Feng's sword, and an indescribably domineering inner aura and tremendous force came

"No--"

Gao Feng's body flew backwards with an unstoppable force.

With a sound of "clang", the sword fell to the ground.

Gao Feng could no longer lift the arm holding the sword, and his face was pale.

...

"In ancient times, there was a saying: Never get close to Ti Xiu, it will be a nightmare!"

Elder Mao murmured.

When Gao Feng made the last blow, the sword slanted forward, and when he cut in close, he knew the result.

"You lost again."

Chen Yuchong Gao Feng blinked.

actually.

He also had to thank Gao Feng for confronting such a master of swordsmanship, so that his swordsmanship could be improved.

After all, in terms of sword skills, Gao Feng is much better than him.

In the short confrontation just now, Chen Yu's "Iron Gang Sword" is better than a few days of hard work, almost stepping into the realm of mastery,

"Let's learn next time..."

Gao Feng took a deep breath, his fighting spirit was gone.

"You don't need to be discouraged. The other party seems to have also practiced the ancient body cultivation technique, using a heavy weapon, which is much more powerful than Qiuyue'er. This kind of opponent is not suitable for close combat. When you are promoted to the viscera refining stage , there is a way to restrain him."

The middle-aged man with a mustache said lightly.

"The disciple understands."

Gao Feng had a clear understanding in his heart.

He made up his mind and decided to come back and challenge Chen Yu after the viscera refining period, no matter how hard he cultivated.

"Haha Chen Yu! Well done!"

Sect Master Yunyue and the others, with a smile on their faces, spoke in praise.

Qiuyue'er, the three main players, looked extremely embarrassed, showing expressions of surprise and disbelief.

Chen Yu, the original "substitute", performed much more dazzlingly than the three main players.

"Hateful! If it wasn't for my carelessness..."

Wan Dong, who also practiced "Yun Sha Fist", looked heartbroken.

This "Three Cases of Gambling" not only can get rich rewards, but also a chance to become famous.

"This... Uncle Master, you just won a game. Does the reward count?"

Chen Yu stood on the stage and confirmed.

According to the standard of the main force, if you win a game, you can get three thousand sub-grade primordial stones and one catty of meteorite.

For inner disciples, this is all attractive wealth.

Especially the meteorite, which has a price but no market.

If the amount of meteoric iron is sufficient, if it is integrated into Chen Yu's "Mysterious Epee", maybe it can improve the quality of this sword.

"certainly!"

Yun Yuezong smiled: "I am the master of a sect, what a joke! If you can win another game, not only will you get another reward, but this sect will also satisfy your request within the conditions."

The rest of the elders were all amused.

This gambling battle involves one hundred and fifty catties of meteorite iron and two hundred brass crystals, which is of great value.

Not only the value, but also the face of Yun Yuezong.

Four against three, if they lose, where will Yunyue Sect's face go?

Therefore.

The senior members of Yunyue Sect attach great importance to the next battle.

"I want Qingqi Pill!"

The young man on the stage said firmly.

"Qingqi Dan?"

Sect Master Yunyue and several elders were taken aback.

"Is such that……"

Elder Mao explained the reason and gave Chen Yu a hard look.

"I see."

Sect Master Yunyue and the others couldn't help being in a daze. It seems that "Qing Qi Pill" is indeed important to Chen Yu.

If you do not agree.

In the next match, Chen Yu may become negative and depressed, which may even affect his display of strength.

"As long as you can win! A Qingqi Pill, no problem!"

Sect Master Yunyue agreed.

"Hehe, kid! You won't have a chance in the next match."

A leisurely laugh came from behind.

I don't know when.

A lazy young man appeared on the stage with a chicken-nested head and a slovenly appearance.

Um!

Chen Yu's heart trembled, he didn't feel the boy's sudden appearance.

"Fei Letian!"

Chang Xuan beside Elder Mao blurted out.

"Fei Letian! A true disciple of Iron Sword Sect!"

"What's going on! Isn't Fei Letian a true disciple of the viscera refining period?"

There was an uproar in the audience.

"Sect Master! What's going on here? Why did the true disciple of the noble sect come to participate in the gambling battle during the Tongmai period?"

Sect Master Yunyue's face darkened.

"Hmph! Could it be that the noble sect wants to cheat?"

Elder Mao sneered.

"Hey, this is not cheating!"

The middle-aged man with a mustache said with a smile: "Fei Letian practiced a lost secret skill. After the viscera refining period, every time he reached a small realm, his cultivation base would drop once in a similar way to Sangong. After that, he would quickly rise to the original realm. It makes the internal energy of the exercises more pure and powerful."

"There is such a technique, why haven't we heard of it?"

Sect Master Yunyue and the others looked surprised.

"Haha, this can only be kept secret. But you can be sure that we did not cheat. If you don't believe me, you can check."

The middle-aged man with mustache smiled mysteriously.

Come to think of it, that lost secret skill involves some taboo secrets, which is beyond the understanding of outsiders.

for a while.

All the senior members of Yunyue Sect looked gloomy.

That Fei Letian is a well-known true disciple of Iron Sword Sect. Even if his cultivation level falls to the meridian opening stage, his internal breath strength and other aspects will definitely surpass the same level.

What's more, all the realms of his true disciples' exercises are preserved.

"Uncle Master Master."

Fei Letian lazily said: "Actually, let me play earlier, and it might be more fun to beat the four of them together."