The Rise of the Cultivation Family

Chapter 326: Hidden Swordsmanship

Before the results of the third competition were announced, the martial arts arena was already noisy and noisy at all, unlike the previous competition.

Although many people did not advance to the finals or even had the opportunity to participate in the competition, watching the competition of these five people was also very rewarding and was of great benefit to them.

Everyone loudly discussed the spells and moves used by both sides in the competition, and exchanged their results. The atmosphere was very lively.

There was no exception on the viewing platform. Yun Fu and Yun Mu enthusiastically exchanged ideas with the tribesmen sitting around about the candidate for the leader of the competition.

"Second uncle, Zhu'er, who do you think will win the first place in this competition?"

Among the five, Wen Jing has the lowest cultivation level. He has won one game and lost one. He is not regarded by everyone as a candidate for the championship. Yun Yongyan and Yun Daili have both lost once. Only Yun Daizheng and Yun Changhua have hope to compete. champion.

After three competitions, Yun Yongzhu had a rough idea of ​​the actual combat prowess of the five clansmen who entered the finals.

In his opinion, Yun Daizheng's combat effectiveness is obviously higher.

The power of "Remnant Rain Sword Art" is very good. Should I think of a way to find a sword art for my family? This thought only flashed in Yun Yongzhu's mind and he never thought about it again.

"My child thinks that Uncle Nineteen is most likely to win the championship in this family competition."

Father Yun and Yun Mu nodded slightly, all with expressions of approval. Some of the others were optimistic about Yun Daizheng, some were optimistic about Yun Changhua, and they talked separately.

Amidst the voices, the two people competing in the next competition had already heard Yun Shihuan's voice and boarded the ring.

This time it was Yun Yongyan versus Yun Daizheng. Yun Yongyan's fighting ability was not as good as Yun Daili's, and he quickly gave in to Yun Daizheng.

Immediately afterwards, Yun Changhua faced Yun Daili. The two sides fought fiercely and stalemate for a long time, and finally ended with Yun Changhua narrowly winning.

Yun Yongzhu believed that if the Eighteenth Aunt Yun Daili had not been injured by the Nineteenth Uncle, she would not have lost this match, but she was still affected after all.

Time passed quickly in each competition, and the atmosphere in the martial arts arena became more and more lively. All the people's attention was focused on the ring, cheering for the contestants they supported, and their voices rose and fell one after another.

At the end of Shen Shi, the competition ushered in the final decisive match. At this time, only Yun Daizheng and Yun Changhua were left, and Yun Yongyan and Yun Daili had not competed.

However, Yun Yongyan and Yun Daili have long missed the No. 1 spot, while Yun Daizheng and Yun Changhua have each won three games.

So even though Yun Yongyan and Yun Daili were ranked in the last match, the match between Yun Daizheng and Yun Changhua became the decisive match of this family competition. The first and second place in the competition will be between these two people. produced in.

Although the two of them are not much different in age, they are far apart in terms of seniority.

The only two male cultivators jumped onto the ring gracefully.

"I've met Grandpa Nineteen."

After all, Yun Changhua was a junior and was in the public eye, so he was the first to be greeted as soon as he came on stage.

"Changhua, I won't let you go this time."

Yun Daizheng nodded slightly as a return gift, and his words were full of confidence.

Yun Changhua didn't say much, he just nodded and said "please".

After finishing speaking, both parties took out their magic weapons and long swords, and quickly handed over their hands, the swords radiating with light.

"Ping Ping~ Bang Bang~"

The fight between the two was very noisy. If the arena was not made of solid stone, it would have been completely changed and there would be nowhere to stand.

The people watching the game were enthusiastic and dazzled.

The two of them were very methodical in their attack and defense. They obviously knew each other's moves very well, and they should often fight against each other.

Yun Yongzhu looked a little surprised. He didn't expect that Yun Changhua could handle it so easily. He originally thought that Yun Daizheng would be able to win quickly.

Soon after, Yun Changhua's offensive gradually slowed down and he began to defend. Then he took the time to take out a talisman from his bag and hold it in his hand.

Yun Daizheng noticed it and immediately backed away vigilantly, thinking it was a high-grade attack talisman specially prepared by Yun Changhua to deal with him.

Yun Yongzhu's sharp eyes recognized that it was a first-grade earth wall talisman, which was obviously not used for attack.Taking advantage of Yun Dai's struggle to retreat, Yun Changhua made a quick decision and immediately slapped the earthen wall talisman worth five spirit stones on himself, then pressed his left hand on You's chest, making his palm into a fist, as if to pull it out from his chest. What kind of weapon?

When everyone saw this, there was an uproar, and Yun Yongzhu also raised his eyebrows. Unexpectedly, Yun Changhua had another trick up his sleeve. It seemed that this was a trump card specially used to deal with Yun Daizheng.

When Yun Daizheng saw this, his expression changed, knowing that he had been fooled, he immediately brandished his ironwood sword and rushed towards Yun Changhua.

However, the high-grade earthen wall talisman was obviously not a decoration. Even though Yun Daizheng used all his spiritual power, the earthy yellow shield formed by the talisman remained motionless, and he couldn't help but act more eagerly.

Just when a crack appeared in the protective shield and Yun Daizheng had no time to show his joy, he saw a dazzling light emitting from Yun Changhua's chest, and everyone in the audience also blinked.

Yun Daizheng's heart trembled slightly, and he suddenly felt a sense of crisis. He stopped thinking more and stepped back some distance. The spiritual sword in his hand flew to the top of his head, and he made quick gestures with his fingers.

Others only saw the afterimages flying between Yun Dai Zheng's fingers, probably performing sword techniques.

At this time, Yun Changhua's chest dimmed, and everyone saw clearly that he was holding a luminous sword hilt. Following Yun Changhua's movements, the lightsaber was slowly pulled out. It was slender and long. More than three feet.

Judging from the ferocious expression on Yun Changhua's face, it was obvious that the feeling of drawing the sword was not very good.

When everyone looked at the lightsaber from a distance, they felt frightened and felt a sense of crisis.

Even the expressions of Yun Yongzhu, father and son on the viewing platform became much more serious.

"What spell is this?"

This lightsaber is obviously not a magic weapon.

As we all know, magical instruments cannot be incorporated into the Dantian. Even if there are some methods of cultivating magical instruments in flesh and blood, it is impossible to maintain such a long magical instrument in the body.

Yun Yongzhu said hesitantly: "It seems to be sword energy..."

Yun Daizheng was holding handprints not far away, and he obviously noticed the movement on Yun Changhua's side. When he saw him pulling out a lightsaber that was more than three feet long from his chest, he couldn't help but move faster in his hand.

Somehow, it started to rain suddenly in the arena, and a chill came from everyone's hearts.

"Grandpa Nineteen, I know that I am no match for you. I have cultivated this hidden sword skill for more than two years. If you can take over this sword energy, I will admit defeat."

After saying that, Yun Changhua threw out the lightsaber in his hand without waiting for Yun Daizheng's response.

As soon as the sword energy was released from the hand, the light shone brightly. Everyone felt that the light sword was about to hit Yun Daizheng's face in the blink of an eye. They all opened their eyes wide and their hearts beat faster.

Even Yun Yongzhu stood up nervously, fearing that the sword energy would seriously injure Yun Daizheng, and was ready to lend a helping hand at any time.

"Remnant Rain Style!"

In the flash of lightning and flint, Yun Daizheng's secret seal was completed, and the iron wood sword above his head instantly became extremely huge, with a length of more than three feet.

The giant ironwood sword aimed at Yun Changhua's physical sword energy and shot away with overwhelming momentum.

Before everyone in the martial arts arena had time to react, the giant sword had already crushed the embroidery needle-like lightsaber sword energy and stopped at the center of Yun Changhua's eyebrows. A huge transparent hand was firmly holding the hilt of the sword.

"Uncle Nineteen, show mercy!"

It turns out that it was Yun Yongzhu who took action at the critical moment, otherwise Yun Changhua would have died.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but Yun Changhua took a few steps back uncontrollably, took a few deep breaths in shock, and then bowed deeply to Yun Daizheng.

"Grandpa Nineteen, Changhua is convinced."

As soon as Yun Changhua finished speaking, Yun Daizheng finally couldn't hold on any longer, his arms drooped, and he knelt down limply.

"The Canning Rain Style is the third style of the "Remnant Rain Sword Technique". It is powerful and has various changes. I haven't fully understood it yet, and my own cultivation is not enough, so I can't control it freely. I hope you don't mind."

Everyone suddenly understood, and then marveled at the power of the "Remnant Rain Sword Art".

(End of this chapter)