Horizontal Push Starts From Drawing a Sword

"Amazing!"

"If this kind of power hits people directly, is there still life?"

"Heavy artillery is worthy of being a heavy artillery, and it really wasn't called the wrong name."

On the viewing platform, countless people were looking at Pang Yuan with an incredible look.

He glanced at the score and turned to leave, but when passing by Xizhou Martial Arts School, he suddenly raised his middle finger towards Wan Jiangui, "My surname is Wan, I'll be waiting for you at the third pass."

"This guy!" Wan Jiangui squinted his eyes, and a chill appeared.

This scene attracted the attention of everyone, and the discussions began to whisper.

"Isn't Wan Jiangui from the Xizhou Martial Arts School? Why does he seem to have a grudge against Pang Yuan of Mowu?"

"I really like the fierceness of this rivalry."

"You may have disembarked early, but you didn't know that today at the dock, Wan Jiangui stopped Li Jiandao and threatened him. Pang Yuan is Li Jiandao's good brother, and he will definitely find his way back."

"Li Jiandao...that's the top talent, and it is rumored that he is the favorite to win the championship this time."

"Let's just listen to this kind of top talent circle. If you really want to get into it, no one knows what will happen."

Tianjiao began to enter the martial arts field one after another, and the score generally increased from the previous two to three points to sixty or seventy points, and occasionally a few high scores of eighty to ninety were popped up.

"Seven hundred and eighty-ninth candidate."

As the judge announces the test number of the next candidate.

Everyone looked sideways, wanting to know who this candidate was.

He saw Wan Jiangui slowly get up, and as he stepped down from the viewing platform and stepped into the martial arts field covered with yellow sand, the momentum on his body slowly dissipated, and countless smoke and dust shook out in an instant.

Amidst the exclamations coming from all around, he turned his head and stretched out his hand to grab a sword. The whole body of the sword was crimson red, like a stream of flames. Then he looked at Li Jiandao provocatively, followed by a cold gaze from Pang. Yuan and Lin Shuguang's faces swept across.

The next moment, when he was more than ten meters away from the golden bell, he straddled away.

The violent power surged out, suddenly setting off more than ten meters of dust.

Above the blade, flames rose.

After the air seemed to be boiled with water, the temperature on the martial arts field quickly rose, and those candidates with low cultivation even found it difficult to breathe.

Fortunately, this feeling lasted only five seconds.

Five seconds later, the sword in Wan Jiangui's hand turned into a fiery dragon, and charged straight away aggressively.

Wherever it swept, the air exploded.

Run to in an instant.

The surface of the golden bell was liquefied at such a high temperature, and immediately flowed to the ground, and the surrounding ground was shaken by a large amount of dust and sand.

Seeing this terrifying scene, everyone couldn't help but take a deep breath.

This method is simply several times more terrifying than the previous Pang Yuan.

It's hard for people to imagine that if he met Wan Jiangui in the third level...and met this sword...how he would survive!

"Eighth Heaven!" Pang Yuan spit out four words with a solemn expression.

The Mowu Tianjiao beside him also looked solemn.

The seventh heaven of the visceral refining stage is enough to take the top spot, as for the eighth heaven... This is like a big mountain, and it is overwhelming.

Many people looked at Li Jiandao.

Li Jiandao was as calm as ever, and the sword intent on his body never evaded.

The appearance of Wan Jiangui moved those martial arts experts on the high platform.

"It is rare to have such a cultivation at such a young age."

"This Wan Jiangui seems to be from the Xizhou Martial Arts School, right? The Xizhou Martial Arts School has found a good seedling, and in time, it will be able to achieve the Great Perfection of Dirt Refining."

"Right now, I am proud to gather in the summer, which is gratifying to congratulate."

"Yeah, there is also Li Jiandao from Mowu, Xiao Zhan from Longcheng... It's rare to see so many arrogances gathered together."

"One hundred and seventeen points."

After the score was generated, countless people exclaimed.

This is the first score over one hundred.

And the person who created this score was Wan Jiangui from Xizhou Martial Arts School.

Currently number one!

When walking away from the martial arts field, Wan Jiangui's eyes turned to Li Jiandao, the two looked at each other, Wan Jiangui smiled coldly, and arrogantly made a throat-wiping action.

He also did not forget to look at Lin Shuguang and Pang Yuan.

Compared with the former's light cloud and wind, the latter Pang Yuan's face is about to drip with dignified water, as if he is facing a big enemy.

Wan Jian returned to his seat and sat down, surrounded by congratulations, which formed a huge contrast with the silence around him.

Next, many students came forward one by one.

Since the test number is randomly generated, this also leads to the fact that the ranking has nothing to do with the school.

Then many famous Tianjiao people also played one after another.

The scores that were generally in the 70s or 80s were suddenly increased by 90 points, or even more than 100%.

But as of now, the first place is still occupied by Wan Jiangui.

Xiao Zhan, who is Rao Shilongcheng, only scored 115 points, only two points behind and took second place.

Wan Jiangui was in a good mood, what a feat to have so many Tianjiao trampled under his feet.

It would be even better if they could step on him together.

The eyes are fixed on Li Jiandao... After fighting with Li Jiandao for so many years, although this guy has never been challenged, in every game together, Wan Jiangui will always be defeated by him.

Now that his cultivation has greatly increased, he naturally has a lot more confidence.

Paying attention to Li Jiandao's calmness, Wan Jiangui couldn't help but snorted coldly. What he disliked most over the years was Li Jiandao's calm appearance.

The real kendo should be like him, full of sharpness and unstoppable!

At this moment, Li Jiandao got up and walked towards the martial arts field.

Holding a sword in his hand.

Under the wind and sand rolled up in the sky, the seemingly thin figure walked towards the golden bell step by step calmly.

But the sharp-eyed person saw at a glance that the wind and sand could not get close to Li Jiandao at all, and he was shaken back by countless sword qi before he touched his body.

These methods have opened the eyes of everyone.

Even the martial arts masters on the high platform were surprised: "He actually touched the sword intent?"

"Li Jiandao... Li Jiandao..." Even the titled Martial King nodded, "As his name suggests, not bad."

Facing Admiralty.

Li Jiandao's expression did not change in the slightest.

The left hand holds the sword, the index finger and middle finger of the right hand are raised together, like a sword, pointing towards the sky, and then making a swipe in the air.

puff!

As if the sound of tearing the cloth came, the dust and sand rolled up in front of him were directly cut in half by the sword energy that burst out, and the chaos scattered around.

The sword qi was like a rainbow, and it went straight to the golden bell.

Puff again!

The indestructible Admiralty in the eyes of everyone directly cut a hole the size of the mouth of the bowl, and the incision was smooth.

Such means have already fooled everyone.

Without a sword, the golden bell was broken with just two fingers, this...

The whole stand was in an instant commotion.

"how can that be?"

Wan Jiangui stood up directly from the stand, his face full of astonishment.

Li Jiandao turned around and left without even looking at the scores behind him.

The high score of 180 slowly floated up, and the many geniuses of Mowu cheered.

As for Lin Shuguang, he smiled silently.