and Xu Jun carried his wooden sword into a corner of the area.That's right, a wooden sword.In the city, besides cultivators, it is prohibited to carry any lethal weapons without permission.Of course,...Saturday evening.

Master of Purple Cloud City Martial Arts Hall.

Ladies and gentlemen, the next to take the stage is Mr. Qiang Feng from the Lionheart Martial Arts Academy.

"Wow."

"Qian Feng, Qian Feng..."

"The Red Fox King…"

With a confident stride, Xiang Feng approached the stage from behind. His every move exuded power and presence, his gaze sweeping across the audience with an air of command. From afar, he resembled a red-haired lion surveying its domain.

If we judge him solely by his appearance, King Feng is impeccable at this time.

"Here is Xu Jun, a player from Thunder Martial Arts Hall."

"Come on, Xu Jun!"

"Master Xu is mighty."

Striding at a leisurely pace, his bearing paled in comparison to Xiang Feng's Xu Jun slightly raised his head and saw many familiar faces from both sides of the passage.

The most numerous are the students from class 3.

These students were not just classmates, Xu Jun also saw many familiar faces from Class One and other classes.

Some people, though you may not be able to recall their names, are instantly recognizable as alumni just by looking at them.

"Brother, kill this little cat."

"Hey, what's this Did something strange get mixed in"

Xu Jun turned his head away, refusing to look in the direction of the voice.

On the platform, two beautiful little girls grabbed Shi LeLe by the hand and exclaimed loudly: “LeLe, is this really your brother”

"Nonsense, this can't be a fake"

The two little girls looked at each other, both a little suspicious.

But, why doesn't your brother look at you

"Well, it was probably too loud. He didn't hear."

Okay, the two little girls fell silent. They just felt a little nervous in their hearts. Was the autograph that LeLe sold herself really genuine

Both parties walked onto the stage. Kwang Feng's gaze was like electricity as he suddenly said, "You are a high school senior"

Xu Jun was taken aback. Pre-game player interaction is allowed as long as it doesn't last too long.

But in fact, few players would do that.

With a slight nod, Xu Jun said, "Yes."

He seemed a little strange, considering he had never talked to anyone before.

"When you signed up, did your teacher never stop you"

Xu Jun spread his hands and said, "When I signed up, Lao Ban didn't know about it at all, okay"

Qian Feng gazed at him and said, “With such talent of yours, this teacher is truly irresponsible.” He paused for a moment and added, "If you can't hold on, just admit defeat. I will try my best to go easy on you."

Xu Jun pursed his lips and seemed a little unhappy.

This person is just like Deng Le. Before even fighting, they already think they've won

However, Xu Jun was too lazy to argue with him, just rolled his eyes and stopped answering.

The host, seeing them finish their conversation, shouted: "Both of you have chosen your weapons, now... begin!"

In the ring, there were only these two left.

With a gleam in his eyes, he flipped his wrist and drew his blade. He moved swiftly and directly towards Xu Jun with the sword raised.

This move was lightning fast, quite unexpected.

The audience under the stage had not expected it, and for a moment, there was an uproar at the scene.

Li Heng, who was watching the fight, jumped and cursed inwardly, "Damn cunning brat!"

However, this seemingly unheralded attack, under the keen gaze of KenShin's insight, was glaringly obvious.

Xu Jun thrust his sword forward.

"Ding"

Swords clashed, neither side separating. Instead, the lights of swords and blades swirled together in a blur.

Human and sword become one, man and blade become one!

At this moment, the two of them displayed to the fullest extent the swordsmanship realm that aspiring martial artists had long yearned for.

Xu Jun drew his sword like the wind, secretly admiring it in his heart.

Having met so many opponents, this is the first warrior who can truly fight me on equal terms.

Xu Jun has practiced swordsmanship for many years, and although he now possesses the innate sword cry, he has long entered another realm.

But, the battle of wits and strength between warriors, clashing blades, this has been the most familiar way of fighting for many years.

But once Xu Jun's swordsmanship reached the state of oneness between man and sword, no one he met afterward could truly spar with him.

Even other people, even those born with martial arts talent, are nothing more than having strong blood and Qi, great strength, and faster speed.

But in terms of such meticulous changes in techniques, that's a world apart.

But at this moment, Xu Jun discovered that he had met a real connoisseur.

The opponent's swordsmanship has indeed reached the pinnacle, his sword techniques, body movements, and even the flow of blood in his body have all been honed into a single, cohesive force.

This is a true embodiment of man and blade as one, with unparalleled power in combat.

Although Deng Le, like Xiang Feng, is a congenital qi and blood martial artist.

But, if these two were to fight to the death, Xu Jun believed that Deng Le would surely die within ten moves.

If Xu Jun had just grasped the unity of man and sword before March.

Then, even if one disregarded qi and blood, Xu Jun would undoubtedly lose against the current situation of Feng.

But now...

Three projections of memory, Xu Junke is not just the growth of innate sword cry.

Every time he went back, Xiao Xu Jun continued to hone his skills in swordsmanship, always striving for improvement, taking each step further on the path of mastery.

With every swing of his sword, Xu Jun became more and more carefree.

On the contrary, King Feng's face was extremely grave.

Man and sword as one

What the hell, this kid's swordsmanship is so different from mine!

Previously, Huang Feng had been controlling his qi and blood, keeping it at the same level as Xu Jun.

He wanted to prove that his swordsmanship could also surpass Xu Jun's swordsmanship.

But at this time, the struggle lasted only a moment, and yet Qiongfeng already felt like he was caught in a tightly woven, inescapable net.

Every move he made was anticipated by Xu Jun one step ahead, leaving him feeling helpless and on the verge of defeat.

At this moment, even if he were to be killed, Xiang Feng couldn't have imagined it.

How old is this kid this year

Why is his combat experience richer than mine, a warrior who has achieved unity with the sword

Can't lose!

Qiong Feng roared with rage, finally releasing his pent-up energy. His aura suddenly surged, as if he were a different person in that instant.

However, at this moment, Qiong Feng suddenly heard Xu Jun's voice in his ear.

"They should have kept it hidden all along."

Then.

"Hum..."

A buzzing sound suddenly exploded in his ear, and the blood that had been boiling in him truly began to boil even more.

It's impossible.

I am congenital qi and blood, and it's almost at the peak of congenital level. How could I possibly be unable to withstand even a beginner's sword cry in swordsmanship

His fury reached its peak, he roared furiously, his face flushed red, and his whole body seemed to swell in size.

But even if he tried his best, had channeled his qi and blood to the extreme, if it couldn't be suppressed, then it really couldn't be suppressed.

The rebellious qi and blood surged forward relentlessly, causing Kian Feng to feel so much pain he was almost vomiting blood.

Suddenly, all sound vanished.

In that cacophony of deafening noise, Qiang Feng suddenly saw the headmaster of the martial arts hall's extremely unsightly face.

Only then did I realize that I had unknowingly stepped off the platform.

"The champion is, Thunder Martial Arts Academy, Xu Jun!" entire process with their own eyes. This puppet, which can be said to be the culmination of the Immortal Alliance's Puppetry Technique, not only failed to gain an advantage against a fellow swordsman...