The white light flashed away, and with this sword, the shimmering white light remained on everyone's retina, and for a moment, the situation on the arena was not clear.

how's it going?

Everyone leaned forward unconsciously, hoping to see clearly.

Fortunately, the distance is relatively far, and my eyes recover quickly after being shaken.

On the ring, the two of them were a distance apart, and Wang Ran half-kneeled on the ground and half-supported his body with his sword.

Chu Xingren slowly turned his head, his eyes full of confusion and doubt.

A click.

The iron sword was broken, and Wang Ran fell on the ring with no power.

The fall was in a mess and his muscles were twitching a few times.

The beam of light shining on him immediately disappeared, and Chu Xingren was the only one left on the ring.

It seems that I have said a lot, but in fact everything happened within a few seconds.

The students from Shushan Sword Museum lost.

As expected.

But what everyone was surprised was that a little second-level student could be with Chu...

etc……

A scar appeared on Chu Xingren's right arm.

Then, a sting was stolen and blood gushed out of the entire right arm.

After all, he has a fifth-level physical fitness, and the wound is not deep, and the blood is stopped in a few seconds.

"Are you...injured?"

"Am I dreaming? He is a fifth-level strongman. Will he be injured by a second-level student?"

Everyone was in a daze, and they felt unrealistic no matter how they looked.

Chu Xingren fell into silence and stared at the traces on his arm.

The moment Wang Ran drew his sword, he felt particularly strong.

His vision was filled with white luster. He cut at Wang Ran's previous position with his physical instinct. The white light ended, and his arm was slightly stinging. Wang Ran disappeared in front of him.

I was careless, really careless.

I think Wang Ran is only at the second level. What can this level do?

So Chu Xingren never took it seriously from beginning to end, and even Wang Ran suppressed him with a continuous attack like a wave, he didn't take it seriously.

Leaving an arm for Wang Ran was also to appreciate the tragic situation in the other party's desperate situation. As for the sword drawing, Chu Xingren didn't care at all.

The other limbs were nailed and only one right hand was left. How did you move?

Reality finally taught Chu Xingren a lesson.

Level 2 and 5, injured the fifth-level strongman...

Others may not see clearly when they are far away. He knows it very well in his heart that he... has never met Wang Ran at all.

That guy fainted, purely because of loss of strength.

"Shushan Sword Hall, the students are very powerful. If you have the opportunity, I will visit you to discuss swordsmanship."

There was only a beam of light left on the ring, and everyone was watching. The incident just now happened, which was embarrassing enough, but Chu Xingren still looked paralyzed.

He suppressed his own strength, did not take any seriousness, and did not fully urge him... There was no excuse.

The calm tone made people wonder whether he was forcibly calm or really didn't care.

"The divine spirit-enlightenment potential is great. After years of exploration, our Chu Jian Martial Arts Hall has the confidence to say to the outside world, which has subverted traditional cognition."

"And, we have figured out how to transform ordinary spirits into divine spirits. If you are interested in martial arts halls, you can contact the Chu Jian Martial Arts Hall after the Martial Arts Conference."

“That’s all for my display.”

The beam of light dimmed and lit up.

Chu Xingren disappeared, and the seven Pavilion Masters appeared.

"To be honest, this opening ceremony is much faster than I thought. Shushan Sword Hall has heard a little about it. It is a very interesting emerging martial arts hall, mainly swords, which is quite different from normal martial arts halls."

"Okay, next, let's officially start the Martial Arts Conference..."

...

In the audience, the students from Shushan Sword Hall were in a commotion.

"Brother Ran was too much, and he actually learned the sword skills of Master Zhou behind our back?"

"Damn it, it's just that I'll just learn the iron-cutting style secretly, I even learned the sword skills!"

"Where is Brother Ran, why is there no one left? There will be no accident, right?"

"Brother Ran is behind, come quickly!"

Someone noticed Wang Ran who fainted behind him and exclaimed, and all the students looked back.

"I'll take a look..."

Zhou Chen hurried forward.

Just now, he almost prepared to scare [Su] and let it let it go. At the critical moment, when he saw Wang Ran's starting style, he felt very familiar and decided to believe Wang Ran once.

"Fortunately, I just lost my strength and had some small wounds on my body, so nothing big happened."

After the inspection, Zhou Chen breathed a sigh of relief.

Wang Ran, who was surrounded in the center, slowly opened his eyes.

"Slay the sword! Jinghong Jinghong! Little thief, come here...ah, the owner of the museum?"

Wang Ran was confused, "You came up to beat that man with facial paralysis too? Isn't this bullying?"

Beautiful, the talk is over.

The martial arts hall next to him kept looking at Zhou Chen.

After this battle, Shushan Sword Hall became completely famous, but at least it will increase its popularity. In the future, when you mention the sword martial arts hall, you may also think of Shushan Sword Hall.

The Martial Arts Conference is an exchange meeting between the Martial Arts Hall, but what happened during the exchange can be recorded and spread.

There are many people in this world who are interested in swords. They are not qualified to enter the Chu Jian Martial Arts Hall. You can always sign up to try it out.

I didn't see that Wang Ran was just using an ordinary iron sword, but he injured Chu Xingren at the fifth level. This is the best display of the strength of Shushan Sword Hall.

The owners next to them looked at Zhou Chen with a bit complicated look.

Damn, jealous.

There are not many scattered powers of faith floating in the air. It should be said that there are very few.

This power of faith was achieved by Wang Ran's efforts.

He helped him to his seat and mobilized the added power of faith to pour it into his body.

"Woo... sweep away hunger, be yourself, throw away the tiles, and the power surges out."

Bang!

He slapped him mercilessly on the back of his head.

"Sit honestly."

"Master, is my sword handsome?" Wang Ran covered his head and laughed silly, "You're so handsome, draw the sword - Jinghongyan! This name sounds nice, how did you think of it?"

"Brother Ran is really cool. He can understand the sword skills by secretly."

"I just said you don't have to worry about my brother Ran. Brother Ran is going to do something, one is the Chu family. Isn't it a member of the Chu family? If you come and have three more photos, you can fight."

A group of students flattered wildly.

"Okay, you can be quiet." Zhou Chen cursed with a smile, "What kind of sword skills are you? It's only half. Qi Ling: Imitate, right?"

"Hehe." Wang Ran continued to be silly, "Thanks to my Qiling imitation. Last time, Master Zhou, you demonstrated the sword drawing for us - Jinghongyan. I have been imitating your movements since I went back. I can probably use it once or twice in ten times. I didn't expect that I was so lucky just now."

"You guy is so brave, just go up straight. Something is going to happen. I'll be waiting for you to regret it all my life."

"I know it's wrong, I know it's wrong."

Wang Ran said embarrassedly.

He felt scared when he could sit and rest.

Qi Ling is an extraordinary foundation. His foundation was not good at first, and if he was destroyed, he would never make any breakthroughs in his life.

only……

Recalling the sword just now.

It's very reasonable to explode potential in adversity.

That's the feel.

Feelings about swords, feelings about wind...

It seems to have nothing to do with Qi Ling.

This is a bit unreasonable.
Chapter completed!