Fighter of the Destiny

Yellow sand rose from the ground, like a sandstorm, and Chen Changsheng suddenly disappeared.

There was only a cracking sound, and a clear sword mark appeared on the stone wall of Xichen Building.

Chen Changsheng's figure appeared again, already two feet away from where he originally stood. Unable to see clearly how he got here.

He glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw that the sword mark on the stone wall was about an inch deep, and the white stone was looming.

This is Lord Pope's Qingye World. Between the virtual and the real, the buildings are extremely solid, and there is a defensive formation in the Washing Building. Zhuang Changyu's seemingly casual sword can leave such a deep mark on the stone wall. With sword marks, you can imagine what kind of damage it would have caused if it had fallen on him before.

Even if his current body's defense ability is unimaginably strong, it is impossible to directly receive this sword.

Fortunately, he did not think about the sword that broke the village and changed feathers, nor did he think about blocking it. From the beginning, all he wanted to do was avoid the sword first.

The moment Zhuang Changyu drew his sword, he moved. When the sharp sword light lit up in his eyes, his right foot had already stepped into the yellow sand on the ground. Then suddenly it moved.

If the yellow sand all over the ground could reflect the real night sky, the first place he stood would be where the Shenxing was, and the position he was at now was the position of the Kangxing.

He simulated the yellow sand as wind and snow, borrowing the meaning of wind and snow, and walked in the position of the stars. His body movements were strange and unpredictable, which was exactly the Yezhi Step.

Is this Ye Shibu?

Zhuang Changyu looked at him and said calmly, not moved because he avoided his sword light. It was obvious that he was fully aware of Chen Changsheng's performance in the previous rounds.

Chen Changsheng did not speak. He still held the hilt of the sword tightly with his right hand. His gaze fell slightly on Zhuang Changyu's right hand holding the sword.

Zhuang Changyu took a step forward, stretched out his sword, and showed an extremely calm attitude.

Chen Changsheng could see clearly that his right hand holding the sword was slightly tight and his knuckles were slightly white, which was a sign of exerting force.

Several rays of sword light silently crossed a distance of more than ten feet and came to him.

Chen Changsheng still moved before the sword light came, his consciousness condensed into a thread, and his body suddenly accelerated. It seemed that he took two steps to the west, but suddenly he came to the rear.

It was still Ye Shibu, this time he was walking on the route between Qisu in the East.

Go, go, go! Several extremely clear cutting sounds sounded on the stone wall behind him to the right.

Stone chips fell to the ground, and four clear sword marks appeared, extremely sharp.

Zhuang Changyu looked calm and took another step forward, getting closer to Chen Changsheng.

Chen Changsheng stared at his right hand holding the sword with a solemn expression.

Zhuang Changyu's sword was too fast and too sharp. The battle had just begun, and he felt great pressure after just swinging the sword twice.

There was a faint sound of admiration from the second floor.

That was a compliment to Zhuang Changyu.

In the first few rounds of the Grand Examination, Zhuang Changyu did not encounter any strong opponents. His performance was very ordinary. He did not have the temperament of the younger generation leaders of the Kyoto Academy at all, and was somewhat ignored by others.

But he once surpassed Qi Jian, and then he has been meditating in Tiandaoyuan, so his ranking on the Qingyun Ranking is always around ten. That is because his target is Qiu Shanjun, and Qiu Shanjun is no longer on the Qingyun Ranking. In fact, he is not on the Qingyun Ranking. He believes that he has the strength to enter the top three in the Qingyun Ranking, and he is not afraid even if he encounters Zhexiu.

The pride of Tiandaoyuan is naturally worthy of pride.

Such a proud young strong man actually used Tiandao Academy's secret skills when facing Chen Changsheng, which shows that he values ​​Chen Changsheng very much, and also shows that he does not want to give Chen Changsheng any chance.

Chen Changsheng's movement skills are too fast and unpredictable. If he has the attack ability to match his movement skills, then he might really be able to threaten him.

Therefore, Zhuang Changyu didn't give him any chance to attack, and directly suppressed him against the stone wall with his fierce sword intent.

This is the crushing of a strong man who has an absolute advantage in realm and strength, just like Luo Luo crushed the scholar from Huaiyuan before.

He swung his sword again, and several more sword lights shot through the air.

The shrill sound of breaking through the air kept ringing.

Yellow sand gradually rises in the dust-washing building.

The sword light kept flashing through it, like lightning.

There are sword marks constantly appearing on the stone wall, which are clear and profound, as if a craftsman is carving a piece of calligraphy on it.

There are many footprints on the yellow sand on the ground, some on the west and some on the east, with no pattern in between.

There was a soft sneer.

Chen Changsheng appeared somewhere near the stone wall, with a shallow wound on his right shoulder.

Dozens of sword rays came in succession, and he narrowly avoided most of them. However, in the end, during the process of moving from Liujing to Lousu, the movement of his true energy was blocked, and he was slowed down for an instant, and was caught up by the sword rays.

Zhuang Changyu pointed his sword diagonally at the ground, looking particularly cool.

Compared with him, Chen Changsheng's clothes were full of grains of sand, and any superficial wound was still a wound, so he looked a little embarrassed.

But his expression remained calm, and he looked at Zhuang Changyu's right hand holding the sword very attentively.

Linguang Sword is the secret skill of Tiandao Academy, which consumes a lot of real energy. Movement techniques at the level of Ye Shibu naturally consume a lot of real energy.

The reason why Zhuang Changyu is so confident and directly suppresses Chen Changsheng with his sword skills is because he is diligent in cultivation, highly talented, extremely far away in life, and has the highest number of true energy among his peers. Even if he continues to be consumed like this, It can also directly consume Chen Changsheng, but Chen Changsheng has no way to break this situation.

Is that how it goes?

He looked at Chen Changsheng and asked, his expression was very serious, without any hint of ridicule, and there was disappointment between his slightly tired brows. In order to prepare for the imperial examination, starting from the Ivy Banquet, he had been practicing day and night just for today's battle. However, although Chen Changsheng's performance was already very good, he was still very dissatisfied.

Chen Changsheng's breathing was a bit rapid. He continued to use the Ye Shi Step and pushed his speed to the extreme. The few true energy in his body was exhausted, and his spiritual consciousness became extremely tired because it was used to calculate star positions and footwork. The most troublesome thing is that Zhuang Changyu's sword is too sharp. He barely dodges but cannot attack the opponent, so it is a defeat in the end.

He didn't want to fail, he had to attack.

At the same time that Zhuang Changyu asked this question, his right foot stepped on the yellow sand in front of him again, but this time, he did not use Ye Shibu, but transmitted all his power to the sole of his foot. That night when he saw the black dragon Afterwards, the terrifying power that Qi Qi gained instantly caused several cracks to open in the ground, and his body dragged out an afterimage and whizzed away!

With a sneer, Zhuang Changyu's sword came out silently, but the sound of the sword light piercing the air was extremely clear.

Chen Changsheng's speed at this time was unimaginably fast. He was about to meet the sword light, but it suddenly disappeared!

He actually hid Ye Shibu's movement skills in his charge!

The figure in the yellow sand flashed slightly, and suddenly, Chen Changsheng arrived in front of Zhuang Changyu!

This was the first time that he was so close to Zhuang Changyu, so close that he could finally attack the opponent.

He held the scabbard in his left hand and the hilt in his right hand, about to draw the sword.

At this moment, Zhuang Changyu raised his sword eyebrows slightly, with a look of pity in his eyes, and punched him.

He holds the sword in his right hand, and his left hand hangs by his side, slowly accumulating true energy.

It seemed like a random punch, but it was actually a punch that had been building up for a long time.

There was a dull buzzing sound, like a bell.

A powerful force, as his fist hit the air, the air waves spread in all directions.

Chen Changsheng was directly knocked away, flipped many times in the air, and fell to the ground in the distance like a stone.

With a bang, he fell heavily to the ground, but it was not a fall, because his bare feet landed on the yellow sand first, and he stood firmly with his knees half-crouched.

The dagger lay in front of him. It must have been this dagger that blocked the punch that Zhuang Changyu had been holding back for a long time.

His hands holding both ends of the dagger were trembling slightly. No matter how powerful he was, he would still be at a disadvantage against a critical strike containing such a large amount of true energy.

Is that how it goes?

Zhuang Changyu walked towards him, repeated this sentence, and then said: This really disappoints me.

Looking at Chen Changsheng's level is one of the most important reasons for him to participate in the imperial examination.

When he saw Luo Luo and Chen Changsheng together outside the palace, in the Zhaowen Hall, by the Qujiang River, or by the forest outside the Washing Building, he would become angry, then calm, and the angrier he became, the calmer he became.

Chen Changsheng stood up, looked at him and said, Knock me down before talking.

After saying this, his figure disappeared again.

There was a lot of yellow sand in the washing building, like wind and snow.

He squeezed out the last of his true energy, and his spiritual consciousness calculated the direction at an unimaginable speed.

In the snow-like yellow sand, his figure appeared and disappeared, sometimes in the east and sometimes in the west.

In just an instant, countless footprints appeared on the ground, densely packed like stars in the night sky.

He walked according to the direction of the stars, his steps were extremely weird and elusive. It seemed that the next moment, he would appear in front of Zhuang Changyu and deliver a fatal blow.

No matter how fast or powerful the Linguang Sword is, it cannot catch up to Chen Changsheng in this state.

He didn't look at Zhuang Changyu's sword, nor did he pay attention to the surrounding environment. He just walked on his own.

Ye Shi walked on the stars, taking advantage of the wind and snow, and there would always be a moment when he would walk in front of Zhuang Changyu.

It seems like this is a really clever response.

The arc-shaped sword light would miss him every time when it was about to hit his body.

Zhuang Changyu looked slightly stern, but not nervous.

He couldn't see Chen Changsheng's position clearly, and couldn't predict where Chen Changsheng would appear next moment.

So, he closed his eyes.

He was not using his spiritual consciousness to sense Chen Changsheng's position, because even if he could sense it, his sword would not be able to fall in time.

The Linguang Sword fell from his hand, inserted into the yellow sand on the ground, and trembled slightly.

He spread his hands, his black hair flew wildly, and his true energy burst out.

The trembling of Linguang Sword instantly became extremely violent!

Tsk tsk tsk!

Hundreds of sword shadows separated from the sword body and instantly filled the entire space in the Xichen Building!

The next moment, several sword shadows appeared stagnant in the northwest direction of the building.

Chen Changsheng was cut out by those sword shadows. His body hit the stone wall heavily and fell to the ground along the stone wall, stirring up several plumes of smoke.

Three wounds appeared on his body, and blood gradually overflowed.

Now, I've knocked you down.

Zhuang Changyu opened his eyes, looked at him and said calmly.

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(Close your eyes and see the hundred swords. See you tomorrow. Chen Changsheng doesn’t play with swords.)