Monarch of Evernight: The 17th and 1st battles were successful

bsp;This sword is extremely simple, leaving no room for change. It carries the force of the force and falls down like a waterfall falling from the sky.

As soon as the sword fell, most of the sword light from Song Zian's attack disappeared.

After the power of Dongyue's sword was exhausted, it regenerated and changed. It swept back and swept away, and the remaining withering moonlight was destroyed.

After breaking Song Zian's Mingyue Tianxin, Qianye immediately moved his sword with both hands, switched from defense to offense, and slashed at Song Zian wildly. This time it was just a random attack, and he could not even recognize the basic sword style.

However, every time Qianye attacks, the power of the sword is extremely heavy. Its power can break mountains, cover seas, and even make the moon and stars fall!

On the high platform, Mr. Lu's eyes lit up and he immediately slapped the table and praised: "What a swordsmanship!"

Mrs. An Guogong washed her hands in the water brought by the maid, and nodded slowly, saying: "That makes sense."

This is the evaluation of the ancestors of the Song family! For the younger generation, being able to say "justifiable" is a very high praise, and you may not hear it even once in several years. Among the hundreds of disciples of the Song clan, only Song Zicheng and Song Zining had received similar praise.

The face of the great elder on the side became even darker. The ancestor’s extremely high praise was obviously not meant for Song Zian.

At this moment, Song Zian's sword is constantly blooming with pieces of moonlight, and there are thousands of wonderful images in the void. It is obvious that Song Zian has practiced Mingyue Tianxin to a considerable extent. Countless moonlights joined together and gradually surrounded him, making it look like he was in a huge full moon.

Those who understand this set of secret techniques can't help but marvel. This is the power of Tianxin. Once it is perfect, it will send out a powerful blow.

Qianye was not affected at all. He seemed to be in high spirits, and suddenly let out a long roar. The power of the Dongyue sword changed again, sometimes as heavy as a mountain, sometimes as delicate as silk, switching between light, heavy, slow and fast, like an antelope hanging its horns. No trace at all. His pace is also more leisurely.

However, the changes in the situation in the field are extremely clear. Every time Dongyue's sword passes, the huge full moon will weaken a little, and it will never be perfect. At the end, Song Zian's forehead was covered with sweat. He wanted to push Ming Yue Tianxin to the extreme before he could barely support the immortality of the full moon.

On the stage, Mr. Lu kept stroking his hands and praising: "Okay, okay, good fight!"

The First Elder's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot. Does Mr. Lu's words mean that Song Zian deserves to be beaten?

However, now that Song Zian didn't have so many distracting thoughts, he showed resilience. Although he was at a disadvantage, he could still support him. Moreover, given his rank as a warrior, his battery life should be much stronger than Qianye's. If the stalemate persists, he will still win.

A deep blue color suddenly appeared in Qianye's eyes, and Song Zian's figure was clearly reflected in them.

Song Zian suddenly felt his heart tighten. Although he felt like he was being suppressed from the beginning, the movements of his hands were still stagnant. Qianye seized on this small flaw in his strength and struck Dongyue Lu Chenhai three times in a row, knocking down Song Zian's full moon in one fell swoop!

Song Zian was shocked and wanted to fight back, but the sword in his hand became lighter and heavier. His whole body movements were stagnant, as if his limbs were covered with cobwebs, which was indescribably awkward. At the critical moment, his heart suddenly hurt again.

Song Zian's force was unstable for a moment, but Qianye did not attack. Instead, he took a few steps back, and Dongyue slowly lifted him up.

Qianye shouted and struck out three more swords like lightning!

The first sword chopped up Yuehua, and every second sword shattered Song Zian's protective force. The third sword went straight to Song Zian's abdomen, and threw him into the air with a slight pick.

Qianye held Dongyue in his left hand and pulled out the force gun with his right hand. He fired several shots at Song Zian who had just flown to the highest point and was about to fall, until he lost his force power!

The great elder on the stage suddenly stood up and shouted: "Sister! How dare you!"

Qianye held the level 5 pistol issued by the Song clan, which was far less powerful than the Twin Flowers. However, at this moment, Song Zian's force defense had just been broken. Even as a warrior, he could not withstand such an intensive bombardment.

Song Zian screamed in agony, blood spurted out from his body, and his body rolled several times in the air. None of those shots missed, and he was completely eaten.

The great elder roared angrily: "Junior is seeking death!" He jumped out of the high platform, used his palm instead of a sword, and slashed towards Qianye from a distance. A train of moonlight crossed the long distance and struck towards Qianye.

The same Mingyue Tianxin, when used by the Great Elder, has the power to split the world.

"Stop!" Song Tu, who was rushing to the sidelines, roared and blocked Yuehua.

However, this was a powerful blow from the great elder with hatred. Song Tu was immediately knocked backwards and flew out, a mouthful of blood spurting out. Although the Lian Yuehua was blocked by Song Tu and became much dimmer, the remaining half of it still flew towards Qianye.

Qianye's eyes had completely turned into deep blue, locking onto the moonlight that was coming toward his face.

The extremely mellow moonlight suddenly became slightly distorted. Although it was very weak, the originally solid sword light finally saw a flaw. Qianye threw away the force pistol, held Dongyue with both hands, and held his breath attentively. The heavy sword was raised with difficulty like it was dragging tens of millions of tons of sea water, and moved forward, piercing the moonlight sword light.

When the two sharp edges met, a pair of bright light wings suddenly spread out from behind Qianye.

As if spring thunder exploded in the void, the moonlight slashed out by the great elder was split apart by Dongyue's sword.

Qianye's whole body shook violently, and he suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood. The light wings behind him also twisted and gradually disappeared. His hands were stained with blood, and his arms were shaking violently, but his body still stood upright.

Qianye actually took the Great Elder’s sword!

Everyone in the audience could hardly believe their eyes. The Great Elder's combat power ranks among the top ten among the Song Clan. Even if Song Tu blocked most of the power of this sword, it would not be something that an ordinary warrior could take.

Even the great elder standing in the sky was startled. He did not expect that his full-strength attack had no effect. He immediately became furious, waved his hand, and another ray of moonlight came out like a rainbow.

But this moonlight only flew halfway when it was suddenly cut off by something, and the entire ray of light disappeared. The elders on the high platform could clearly see that what cut off the elder Yuehua was just a peeled lychee.

The lychee in Mrs. Anguo's hand has disappeared.

"Zhongcheng, what does this look like?" Mrs. Anguo said slowly.

The great elder hurriedly flew back to the high platform, bowed and said: "Zi'an has been defeated, and the junior still carried out such a vicious attack. His mind is really wrong, so I want to teach him a lesson."

Mrs. An Guogong said calmly: "I have said long ago that the martial arts exam does not care about life and death. Even if he killed Zi An on the spot, it was because my son of the Song Dynasty was not good at learning. I am not dead yet, it is settled. Are the rules useless?"

The great elder saw sweat on his forehead and hurriedly said: "Son, I don't dare!"

Mrs. An Guogong sighed, "With your move, everyone in the world will see that I, the Song Clan, don't even have the capacity to accommodate anyone. Who else will dare to come and surrender in the future? Go down and explain yourself." If you take the position of elder, your branch’s usage will be halved in the next five years.”

The great elder's face suddenly changed drastically, and the clan fee was halved. This was a very severe punishment. Although it was only five years, it meant that during these five years, the development of his lineage would be suppressed, and it would be even more difficult to compete with Song Zhongnian.

Mrs. An Guogong said again: "Pour a glass of Tianfeng Yulu wine in my room and give it to the child, so as not to hurt the roots."

The two maids immediately jumped off the high platform and hurried away, while the elders were slightly moved.

It is no exaggeration to say that the Tianfeng Yulu wine collected by our ancestors is priceless. It is not only a healing medicine, but also has the benefit of cultivating a solid foundation for cultivation.

Qianye received the Great Elder's blow, but the most important injury was that the Yuehua Sword Qi entered his body and was difficult to remove. The elders present were all able to treat this kind of injury. Mrs. An Guogong actually took out such a treasure, which was actually compensation in disguise.

Someone on the martial arts field carried Song Zian down to treat his injuries. He was shot several times, and the deepest wound reached his heart. No matter how good medicine is for this kind of injury, it will take at least a few months to recover. In other words, his subsequent assessment items are cancelled.

But the matter is not over yet. After this conflict passed, everyone recalled the light wing talent form shown by Qianye, and many people couldn't help but look strange.

Generally speaking, the talent form will not appear until the warriors are above level 13, but it is not too unusual to condense it in advance. Every noble family has some such geniuses. Qianye defeated the general at the eighth level, which cannot be judged by common sense, so no one was particularly surprised.

Whose bloodline or secret method does this pair of light wings belong to?

In fact, when Qianye emerged from the guest elimination round as the number one, some people had already begun to talk privately, suspecting that he was a member of a noble family who hid his identity to assist him in boxing, and that he might even come from other sects or high-ranking families.

Although this does not violate the rules of the game, and you must know that in an empire with strict hierarchies among wealthy families, noble families, and civilians, it is definitely a commendable skill to allow a high-ranking child to hide his surname and become a guest warrior. But when this person's strength destroys the balance so much, it will inevitably cause criticism.

Song Zining sat still, as if he didn't feel the eyes around him at all. Qianye took some medicine and treated the open wounds on his hands. He hugged Dongyue and leaned on the back of the chair to rest. Of course, he turned a deaf ear to the surrounding comments.

The questions raised by the elders on the high platform were much more subtle. Only a few people exchanged glances and whispered a word or two.

Song Zhongxing, who had a bad temper, sneered and said: "What Yunkongzhiyu? It's not like you have never seen the secret combat skills of the White Clan. It's not the same thing. Besides, even if it is my Song Clan's Is it enough to save face? Should the younger generation from the Bai clan be better than me, the Song clan?"

Before he could continue, the clan leader Song Zhongnian quickly winked and stopped his own brother who was about to offend others.

At this time, Mr. Lu said, "It is indeed not Yunkongzhiyu." Mrs. An Guogong didn't even bother to move her eyes, so the elders fell silent.

There is no suspense in the next battle. The strong will win and the weak will lose. The final eight are finally decided.

These eight people will fight again tomorrow to finally decide who comes first in the exam. At this point, only one guest warrior, Qianye and Song Zian, was left among the guest warriors. This reflects the gap between ordinary warriors and children of aristocratic families. Although they are rich in experience, they are far from making up for the huge gap in material and childhood foundation.

It’s no wonder that the great elder Song Zhongcheng is so out of sorts. It’s obvious that his department has spent a lot of money on this big exam. Especially for martial arts, I came prepared and determined to get the highest score in one fell swoop. However, Qianye defeated Song Zian in the quarterfinals, so that everything came to nothing.

That night, Qianye drank the Tianfeng Jade Dew wine and immediately fell into a deep sleep. He did not wake up until dawn the next day.

When he woke up, he suddenly felt something strange about his body, so he hurriedly looked inside, only to find that the ninth force node had been ignited unknowingly, and the injury had completely recovered.