Monarch of Evernight: Fifteen flat push

bsp;In a corner of the high platform, Mr. Lu from the arsenal was sitting. Seeing Dongyue unsheathing, Mr. Lu, who was making a slight sound, opened his eyes and glanced towards the fighting field from the corner of his eyes.

Song Zize held the sword in both hands, pointed the tip of the sword diagonally at the ground, and rushed towards Qianye like a dragon and a tiger. After getting closer, Song Zize exhaled loudly and gave a loud shout. Thousands of brilliance flashed on the long sword, and he swung it forward like a violent storm.

With just one hand, Song Zize showed off his exquisite sword skills. Those brilliance are transformed by the force of the force and contain sharp sword intent. Once struck by a real sword, there will be no difference.

Song Zize has not yet crossed the threshold of a warrior, but he can release his force and condense his true form. Although it is assisted by the fifth-level exquisite force sword in his hand, it is also a reflection of his strength.

Qianye's face was calm, Dongyue raised his head and swept his sword from left to right.

Such a plain sword cannot be called a move at all, it is just a basic sword style. However, when the sword of Dongyue passed by, all its brilliance was destroyed!

Song Zize was horrified. This was the strongest form among his secret sword skills that relied on the Great Wall: 'Ten Thousand Houses of Lights'. He never expected that it would be completely broken by a basic sword technique. All the changes in the force and the vertical and horizontal sword intent are like mirages and illusions in front of Qianye's simple sweep.

With a twist of Qianye's wrist, Dongyue was as light as a feather, turning his sweep into a slash, and landed his sword on Song Zize's head.

Song Zize's heart was trembling with fear at this moment. He was a swordsman. Just seeing such a powerful sword but silent, he knew that he would never be able to take it. But this sword was faster than thunder and lightning, and there was an invisible force pulling him towards the edge of the sword. Where could he escape?

He tried his best to block it with his sword, but he felt like he was hitting a mountain. However, Qianye Sword's falling momentum was not affected at all, and the sword fell straight down.

"How could there be such a heavy sword?!" This was Song Zize's last thought.

Qianye knocked Song Zize to the ground with his sword, creating a large human-shaped pit on the ground of the school ground. If Qianye hadn't flipped the sword's edge at the last moment and used the blade to strike flat, Song Zize would have been cut in half. Even so, Song Zize had at least a dozen broken bones all over his body. Not only did the martial arts exam end here, but the subsequent military strategy exam would also be affected.

The power of a sword is so powerful.

Mr. Lu on the stage opened his eyes wide unknowingly, then showed a subtle smile, nodded slightly, closed his eyes and dozed off again. And when Qianye's last sword slashed down, even Mrs. Anguo raised her eyelids.

Many of the elders on the high platform looked very unhappy. Song Zize was considered one of the more outstanding among the younger generation, but he was beaten so badly by an unknown guy. When this matter was revealed, even Song Clan's face became shameless.

After this round of fighting, Gao Junyi was defeated, and Song Zining won easily. Nine of the sixteen guest warriors were eliminated, and only seven emerged victorious.

It can be seen that the overall combat power of the noble family's children is indeed extraordinary. Even though the eight strongest individuals did not participate in the battle, they still had the upper hand against the guest samurai. The reasons include not only various powerful secret combat skills, but also the equipment of the Song clan disciples are much better than those of the guest warriors.

Seeing this result, the elders of the Song clan looked better. At that moment, an elder stroked his beard and said: "With such results, it is not bad. It seems that these children are working very hard!"

Another elder smiled and said: "With the ancestors watching, how dare they not work hard? But having said that, there are many talents among these children. It seems that there will be more people in our Song clan, and we can hope for a renaissance!"

Even the current head of the Song Dynasty, Duke Song Zhongnian of Wei Kingdom, nodded slightly. Mrs. An Guogong didn't even raise her eyelids.

A thin elder next to him suddenly sneered and said: "Is ZTE possible? Hey, don't let outsiders take the title of number one in martial arts, that would be interesting!"

All the elders changed their expressions, "How is that possible? We still have Zicheng and Zian in charge!"

The thin elder was named Song Zhongxing. He always spoke directly and did not know how to change things. He did not leave any room for change, so he had a bad relationship with most of the elders. However, he is the brother of the clan leader and one of the most powerful masters in the Song clan today, so everyone has nothing to do with him.

Hearing what the elders said, Song Zhongxing sneered again and said: "Zicheng and the others are all generals. They can certainly control the situation against a group of soldiers. If Song clan is really confident, why not take advantage of the guest warriors?" The level is also extended to warriors? Is this the ability to suppress the small ones? ”

The elders were a little embarrassed, and no one picked up his words.

They do have some thoughts when it comes to formulating rules. But don't forget, this is the 100th birthday of our ancestors, and it is an auspicious celebration. There is nothing wrong with using the rules to let the children of the Song Dynasty win the championship, as long as they achieve the purpose of passing the exams and training. As long as you understand this kind of thing in your heart, how can you say it?

However, Song Zhongxing still refused to give in, and sneered: "Even if a son of the Song family wins the championship, so what? Among the people you recognize in the third generation, which one can compare with the other three clans? Needless to say, Zhao Jundu, I heard that the Bai family recently acquired a new Bai Kongzhao. He went to the battlefield at a young age and achieved the record of killing generals at only level 7. Although it seems to be a trick, it is still an amazing achievement. "Zicheng and the others dare to fight against Bai Kong?"

The expressions of the elders became even more ugly. People like Bai Kongzhao are demon stars who are born to kill. Against her, anything can happen. Even if Song Zicheng and others win, they may suffer irreparable damage. If you are careless occasionally, you may lose your life.

An elder coughed dryly and said: "Zicheng and Zian are both distinguished people, how can they be compared with a wild child of unknown origin like Bai Kongzhao?"

Song Zhongxing was still about to speak, but Mrs. An Guogong finally opened her eyes, sighed, and said slowly: "What does your identity mean when you are on the battlefield? But Zhongxing, please stop saying a few words."

In front of Mrs. An Guogong, Song Zhongxing became more respectful and said: "I just can't see some people plotting and scheming behind the scenes, just for the sake of points. What's the point of getting a leader like this? Go out. Song clan, what’s the point of this score?”

The faces of several elders changed slightly. In order for their children to ascend to the throne, they made many small moves behind the scenes, and even some bloodshed was unavoidable. But Song Zhongxing actually said it so directly and clearly in front of his ancestors! A high-ranking person must always be dignified.

The ancestor's eyelids drooped again and he said calmly: "This is just the beginning. As the leader, there is still a fight. Zhong Xing, don't be anxious, just take your time and watch. If it weren't for you who can't wait, I am impatient and should have made a breakthrough long ago."

Song Zhongxing responded and sat upright without saying a word. The elders who he had ridiculed were all sitting upright, not squinting.

Next, the sixteen winners fought against each other to determine the eight winners.

Qianye’s opponent this time is a disciple of the Song Dynasty who is nearly thirty years old. He entered the ninth level three years ago and has been tempered to this day. He has strong force power and natural divine power. He is regarded as one who can break through the warrior barrier. Then he has the ability to threaten the top three potential players.

This man did not carry a force gun at all, but only carried a heavy halberd, which should weigh hundreds of kilograms just based on its appearance. He walked solemnly, slowly walked into the arena, and shouted to Qianye: "I think you are also a cheerful person, so don't worry, let's fight a few heavy ones first, and then talk about the rest!"

Some of the Song family disciples looked at Qianye with sneers on their faces. They all know this cousin well and know that his scheming is not consistent with his rough appearance. Combating strength is what he is best at, and using a heavy halberd against a long sword is even more advantageous.

Song Zining looked at the martial arts field and yawned, hiding an unknown smile on his lips.

On the high platform, Mr. Lu simply started snoring.

Qianye glanced at his opponent, nodded, and said, "Okay."

The man raised his halberd and said, "I won't take advantage of you either. I'll give you three moves first!"

Qianye smiled without any intention of politely declining. He held the sword in both hands and raised Dongyue high. Dongyue, which is half as long as an ordinary sword, looks very powerful when raised above his head, but compared with the opponent's heavy halberd, it looks slender and weak.

Qianye let out a breath, and the Dongyue sword began to tremble slowly. On the battlefield, a whistling sound like a dragon's roar gradually sounded.

The man's expression suddenly changed.

Dongyue slashed down with his sword, not very fast, but it was like a mountain peak, slowly falling. As soon as the sword edge moved, there were bursts of thunder, which made people's hearts shake.

The man let out a strange cry, held the heavy halberd horizontally, tried his best to block it, and finally managed to withstand the heavy blow at the critical moment. There was no sound when the swords and halberds met, but the whole arena shook violently.

The body of the heavy halberd suddenly bent, and the force arrays above it exploded into pieces. Dongyue's sword edge stopped just above his head, less than a palm away.

Then, as if time slowed down, all the man's movements stopped, and he and Qianye were in a stalemate for an instant. Then his whole body's Force defense suddenly shattered, and his body flew far back like a discharged cannonball, and kept falling. Arriving at the border of the nearby arena.

The onlookers who had originally planned to watch a good show were all speechless, and many of them had their mouths wide open with shock on their faces. Such opponents were all blown away by one blow. How heavy is Qianye's sword?

Song Zining came on the court next and defeated his opponent easily again. This time, more than half of the elders focused their attention on him.

Song Zining has only been in the line of successors for two years. Although the reason is that he has achieved some success in the "Three Thousand Floating Leaves Technique", it is not an offensive secret method. He is also young. When he participated in the Tianxuan Spring Hunt more than half a year ago, he was only Level seven. This time, for the sake of the big exam, he was promoted to two levels in a row. Some people privately criticized him for being eager for quick success and having an unstable foundation, but he unexpectedly showed such combat prowess.

After this round, the eight winners will get half a day's rest. In the afternoon, they will compete with the top eight Song Clan disciples to determine the top eight in the entire martial arts test.

Qianye's several battles were pushed through like a torrent without any effort and no need for rest. However, others were not as relaxed as him. During the four-hour gap period, they not only needed to rest, but also needed to heal their injuries.

So far, no one has lost a life in the martial arts exam, but the battles between guest warriors are always bloodless. Among them, the one who was most seriously injured was Du Dahai, whom Qianye faced off against in the first game. It is said that he has not woken up yet.

However, as the competition reached the later stage, the smell of gunpowder on the school field became stronger and stronger. When two Song Clan disciples faced each other before, the two sides obviously had a grudge, and the fight was a life-and-death struggle, which ended with one of them seriously injured and unconscious. If the elders had not stopped him in time, a life would probably have been lost for the first time.

Up to now, there are only three guest warriors left. All of them are powerful. It seems that they have the means to protect themselves even if they encounter a general, and Qianye is one of them.

Starting from the top 16, the rules of the battle have changed.

The eight contestants who have fought their way up will be collectively reviewed by the elders and ranked in order. They can choose the top eight Song clan disciples as their opponents in order.

This rule is very beneficial to the fighters who come up from the knockout round, because the person rated first in combat power can be selected first. Generally speaking, the one with the weakest combat power will always be selected. After this round of killing, the final eight will be determined. It is no longer so important who you meet first and who you meet later.

Mrs. An Guogong is sitting on the stage, so there cannot be anything too obvious in the assessment of combat power. Qianye has the lowest level, but he is victorious in every battle. He is undoubtedly ranked first in combat power and can be the first to appear on the stage to choose his opponent. This result was already expected by everyone.

Before walking side by side on the martial arts field, Song Zining asked: "Have you chosen your opponent?"

"That's right."

"Don't get beaten too badly."

"This is exactly what I want to say to you."

"No, I will attack the weak." Song Zining shrugged. He was already aware of what Qianye would do, but after thinking about it, he did not stop him.

From now on, the elder of the raiding formation will be Song Tu, the elder of Song Clan Zhi Ge Hall. The name Song Tu indicates that he is a member of the Shu branch. He is in his prime, tall and strong, with thick hands and feet. However, his movements are as steady as a mountain, and lightning flashes wherever his eyes turn, which shows that he is extremely powerful.

Song Tu pointed at Qianye and said in a deep voice: "An Renyi, choose your opponent for the next battle!"

Qianye took a step forward and slowly raised his hand.

Following his actions, the expressions of the eight heirs of the Song family changed obviously, especially the only lady of the Song family, Song Xinran, who was ranked eighth. If nothing else goes wrong, Qianye will definitely choose her as his opponent, so that he can surely advance to the top eight.

The other Song Clan disciples who were ranked lower were just trying to keep their composure. Qianye’s strength shown in the knockout round was enough to defeat any opponent below the generals present. Whoever among them could face Qianye would have a chance. Defeat without victory.

Qianye slowly raised his hand, and at his fingertips was Song Zian, who was ranked first in combat prowess.

Suddenly the whole hall was in an uproar!