Technological Empire of the City

As soon as the sword skill with mental attack appeared, everyone was stunned, staring at An Qian, the stewards on the viewing platform all took a deep breath, and they did not shout out in shock.

"It's actually the skill of swordsmanship after mastering it. It's incredible. It's only a month's time." The head exclaimed, there was a scene of all kinds of beasts running together in his heart, and compared with An Qian, he only felt that he was a pile of **** before.

The sect disciple watching under the stage opened his mouth and couldn't say anything. An Qian's talent had already been blown away by all his thoughts and smiled bitterly.

"God, why should there be geniuses? How can we ordinary people live."

"It really doesn't give people a way to survive."

"---".

Yan Ru, who was at the viewing platform, secretly said with a smile: "Yes, no one taught me how to integrate my powerful spiritual power into sword skills. I really am a genius in swordsmanship."

There were accidents one after another, and the sword sect was deeply moved. Zhang Yu was able to cultivate sword aura in a month. He was genius enough. Now there is another one who can defeat the sword repairman who has practiced sword skills for many years. It is incredible.

Finally, Yan Shuya came to the stage. As her opponent, Wang Gang, a sword repairer who had thought to be able to take advantage, began to shake his hands and feet, took a deep breath, and silently cheered herself up.

"It's okay. There are two geniuses. The probability is one in a billion. There will be no third. Absolutely."

Yan Shuya, who likes to be pushy, couldn't wait to urge: "Referee, hurry up and start calling."

"---". The referee was taken aback and laughed: "The 50th game, start."

At the referee's order, Yan Shuya and Wang Gang moved at the same time. Both sides rushed head-on. The swords in their hands were lifted up, a cold light flashed, and they slashed at each other mercilessly. Beep.

"Ding~".

"Ding~".

"---".

After a few inconsistent cuts, the two of them stepped back at the same time, their eyes flashing solemnly.

"To be so proficient in sword skills in a short period of time, it seems that you have to use sword skills." Wang Gang secretly said.

"Sword skills can't win, you can only use fusion sword skills." Yan Shuya said seriously.

The gazes on and off the stage were all staring at the two people on the stage. As for the second elder Chen Guang, his face was as gloomy as black ink. After being pressed by Yan Ru for so many years, even the apprentice can't compare with him. People collapse.

The second elder Chen Guang was frantic with jealousy in his heart, and said angrily: "Damn, why are her disciples all geniuses? This is not fair, it's just a mere woman."

On the stage, Wang Gang, who was fully focused on the opponent, lifted the sword in his hand, and shouted in a low voice: "Nine songs of swordsmanship."

The audience in the audience suddenly focused their attention.

"Here, Brother Wang's unique sword skill."

"What a beautiful sword."

"She is determined to lose."

"---".

As soon as the nine swordsmanship appeared, everyone felt that Yan Shuya was defeated, and Yan Shuya, who was enveloped in swordsmanship, could feel the alarm from his body, sending a very dangerous signal, and was suddenly shocked.

"You can't be led by him, you must break through the sword, but you can't see the flaws, what should I do"

Yan Shuya, who had only learned swordsmanship for a month, could see the flaws in Wang Gang's swordsmanship, and could only take a fight. Yan Shuya, who did not hesitate, had fire attribute powers gushing out of his body and injected into the blade.

The red light flickered, Yan Shuya’s sword turned fiery red, the surrounding air was scorched hot, and waves of heat radiated, causing Wang Gang, who danced with Jiuge Swordsmanship, to pause. At this moment, Yan Shuya Shot.

"Flame Sword".

Without hesitation, Yan Shuya used the sword art he had used when burning down the bamboo forest. The flame formed a sword aura, which was violently excited, like a wave of flame, slapped against Wang Gang.

"How can it be". As soon as the flame's sword aura appeared, Wang Gang was stunned, and his heart was shocked. The bone-piercing crisis from his body made him have the urge to run away, but in full view, how could he escape as an older generation of seniors? .

"Fight, Nine Songs of Swordsmanship." Wang Gang looked solemnly, and used his sword skills with all his strength.

The swinging sword formed a barrier, blocking the flame sword aura from the body, but the heat penetrated through the sword barrier, causing Wang Gang's body to sweat continuously, and then it was evaporated. Before the flame sword aura dissipated, Wang Gang arrived. The end of the twist.

"Boom~".

The dancing sword paused, the barrier disappeared instantly, and the turbulent flames immediately rushed towards Wang Gang's body. If he was hit, even if he didn't die, his body would be severely burned, and he might never be able to practice anymore.

Yan Shuya saw this scene and said in shock: "Hurry up and get away."

"Can't escape." Wang Gang, who was very weak, said bitterly.

"Chang~".

Elder Yan Ru on the stage, the saber was unsheathed, and the sword wind was blown out. It collided with Yan Shuya’s flame sword aura and canceled each other out. In this way, the weight-lifting sword skills made the head and the elders on the stage, My heart is fuzzy, because they can't do it if they ask themselves.

"Huhuhu~". After the rest of his life, Wang Gang took a few deep breaths and smiled bitterly: "You won."

"Really, hahaha, I won, I won~". Yan Shuya was overjoyed and cheered.

Everyone on and off the stage was silent with complicated eyes, and no more envy or jealousy. Compared with Zhang Yu and their talents, everyone felt that they were pigs.

The game is still going on, the sword repairmen with different minds, seeing Zhang Yu and the three people climb to the top and become the top three, take away all the rewards of Jianzong, only feel that the sky is dark, and their hearts are desperate.

The sad sword repairers thought frustratedly.

"With the three of them in the future, the rewards of the competition are hopeless."

"Yes, after learning the sword for a month, I defeated everyone. If you learn a little longer, who is their opponent".

"Forget it, I'll go home and plow the fields."

"---".

After the game, they went back to each house, Yan Ru took Zhang Yu away with a smile. As for the second elder Chen Guang, he left early. After returning to his residence, he called Chen Liang to be a curse. .

With his head down, Chen Liang thought bitterly: "It's all their fault. If it weren't for them, I wouldn't be scared to urinate in the middle of it and lose face, **** it."

Elder Chen Guang, who was tired of scolding, muttered to himself unwillingly: "I was pressed by her everywhere, how can the dignified man himself be pressed by a woman, and when can I turn over?"

"Father, I have a good way to let you replace Yan Ru's position." Chen Liang raised his head and smiled.

"Oh, tell me what is the solution." Chen Guang asked excitedly.

"I remember that in your treasure house, father, there is a fruit of Fushoucao. As long as we smash it secretly and let Yan Ru eat it, she will die. At that time, the position of the first person in sword repair will be your father." . Chen Liang made suggestions.

The elder Chen Guang was overjoyed when he heard the words, but he hesitated and said: "That is the fruit of Phlox, it is too wasteful to poison Yan Ru. You know, the fruit of Phlox is a very rare thing. Sufficient edible conditions can add a thousand years of life."

"I know it's rare, but the fruit of Phlox, which grows in a filthy place, transforms the bad environment there, is rewarded by the gods, and is eaten by people without profound merit. It is just a poison with no solution.

To be honest, father, you have obtained the phlox fruit for so many years, and it has not reached the standard of edible conditions. It is a waste to continue to preserve it. It is better to use it in the right place, isn't it" Chen Liang persuaded.

"You are right, with status, there will be no treasures at that time." Elder Chen Guang smiled and said with contempt in his heart: "If it weren't for Yan Ru, you stinky lady who doesn't know good or bad, and won't let you take any benefits, why do you do this, so if you blame it, just blame yourself."

But Chen Liang thought gloomily: "When Yan Ru dies, there will be no one to protect you. I see how you die."

After thinking it through, Chen Guang and his son started their conspiracy, and Yan Ru, who knew nothing about it, taught Zhang Yu and the three more advanced sword skills. He was so busy that he relived the time when he was learning swordsmanship. Scene.

"Elder Yan". A Sword Sect disciple arrived, respectfully.

"what's up". Yan Ru asked.

"The head has asked me to invite you to dinner." The Jianzong disciple replied.

"I see, it will be over in a while." Yan Ru motioned.

"Then the disciple retired first." The Jianzong disciple turned and left.

At this time, Yan Shuya stopped practicing and asked curiously: "Teacher, can we go to any dinner?"

"Yes, clean up, we will set off." Yan Ru smiled.

"Good Le". An Qian and Yan Shuya eagerly replied, and gathered up.

Above the crowded square, there are tables all over the place, and everyone is talking and laughing. On the table on the high platform, the high-level Jianzong sits together, while the inner disciple sits at the table next to the high-level disciple, the outer disciple , Sitting on the outermost table, the status of the position can be seen at a glance from the seat of the table.

"Many people, Master, where are we sitting?" Arriving in the square, An Qian became a little bit cautious as he was watched by so much attention.

"The three of you just sit with me." Yan Ru said casually.

"Yes". An Qian's two women responded.

Zhang Yu, who was silent from beginning to end, paid no attention to all kinds of gazes. He sat at the high-level dining table and next to Yan Ru. The Jianzong stewards didn’t say anything, and acquiesced in the seats of the three of Zhang Yu. .

The second elder Chen Guangyin smiled compassionately: "Huh, if you don't even follow the rules, you should die."

Chen Liang looked at Zhang Yu three people bitterly, and secretly said, "Alright, you won't be able to escape when Yan Ru dies."

The head of Jianzong stood up and said: "In the game a few days ago, everyone saw that who has increased in strength and who is still standing still, I won't say much, everyone will eat and drink as much as they want, and we will give them tomorrow. I work hard to cultivate and strengthen the sword sect."

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