Is there any hope for me, who proposed to the world-destroying empress at the very beginning?

At this moment, there were still fourteen people in front of the sword diagram, looking down at it.

Someone exclaimed in surprise, and everyone looked over and discovered it on the high platform.

An unassuming swordsman suddenly found himself surrounded by boundless sword intent.

To everyone else, it looked as if a man was constantly swinging his sword, leaving the surrounding space covered with sword marks!

Judging from his appearance, he must have gained some kind of sword intent!

"This person is unknown, but judging from this, his entry into the top twenty is not just luck!"

"Yes, it is tempting to observe the Endless Sword Diagram, but there must be many difficulties involved. Those who retreated earlier only learned one or two moves and it is difficult for them to comprehend the sword intent."

Just then, another person caught everyone's attention.

Chen Qingshui suddenly took a step closer to the endless sword diagram, and a dozen small swords formed from spiritual energy suddenly appeared around him, revolving around him.

"This……"

Everyone was puzzled. Wu Buzhan should have grasped the sword intent just now, so what about Chen Qingshui?

Could it be that he learned a sword formation from the sword diagram?

That's quite a gain; the power of a sword formation is generally stronger than other moves at the same stage.

Someone exclaimed, "Something's changed!"

At this moment, the small swords around Chen Qingshui suddenly dispersed and condensed into a large sword.

The sound of waves could be faintly heard from his body, while the greatsword was being swung above his head.

After a few breaths, the greatsword changed again, becoming the same size as the Qingshui sword that Chen Qingshui carried on his back, but the sound of the waves continued.

The old man from the Long River Sword Sect glanced at him and nodded silently.

After a moment, Chen Qingshui calmed down, opened his eyes, and took a step back.

His brows and eyes exuded an air of untamed spirit.

Just now, he was comprehending the swordsmanship of a senior in the sword diagram, but suddenly a senior from the Long River Sword Sect appeared in front of him.

The senior asked him, "How should one deal with a wave?"

Suddenly, a giant wave, as high as a mountain, appeared before him.

He replied, "Kill him!"

The sword is drawn and slashed, yet the tide remains unchanged.

The senior handed him a sword case and asked, "What should we do with the waves?"

He opened the sword box, and dozens of flying swords shot out, rushing towards the giant wave.

"Slay him!"

The waves were weaker, but still about half the height of the previous waves.

The senior drew a greatsword and threw it in front of him, asking in the same way, "What should we do with Lang Lai?"

Chen Qingshui picked up the greatsword, brandished it with both hands, and said, "Slay it!"

Even as the tide recedes, the waves can still kill.

This time, the senior drew his long sword from his waist, handed it to Chen Qingshui, and asked again, "Lang Lai, what should we do?"

Chen Qingshui intended to reach out and take the sword, but then hesitated.

He drew his sword and shouted back, "By the way of my sword, I shall slay him!"

In this way, he not only comprehended the senior's Wave-Slaying Sword Dao, but also integrated that sword Dao into his own sword Dao.

Those around sighed in disbelief, all feeling that this reward was far too generous for a sword cultivator.

However, there are very few people like Chen Qingshui who not only comprehend the sword path in the sword diagram but also integrate it into their own sword path!

"As expected of the successor of the Chen family's Sword Tomb, if the assessment were to begin now, I'm afraid there would be no more than one person ahead of you!" the old man beside him praised.

Chen Qingshui bowed respectfully, not forgetting where the sword diagram came from.

"Thank you for the generous gift from the Long River Sword Sect!"

The old man waved his hand, indicating that it didn't matter.

Then, he calmly looked at the other person.

Wu Buzhan.

Just as Chen Qingshui was comprehending the Dao of Sword, several more people withdrew.

Now there are only six players left on the field.

Wu Zhentian, Wu Buzhan, Mu Lianling, Su Liang, Yun Ya, Ling Xuerong.

Surprisingly, Ling Xuerong was the first to be eliminated, after all, she was the second-best among the remaining people, ranked only after Wu Zhentian!

Seeing her somewhat disappointed expression, the others knew she hadn't gained much.

Before long, Yunya took a step back, her whole body brimming with sword intent. Within the sword diagram, she had also comprehended a trace of sword intent.

Next is Mu Lianling. Their usual practice is too far removed from the way of the sword, so it is difficult for them to gain the sword diagram's approval, and therefore it is even more difficult for them to last long in front of the sword diagram.

After leaving, they were all sweating a little and hurriedly went to the side to sit down and rest.

At this point, only three people remained on the field.

Wu Zhentian, Wu Buzhan, Su Liang.

About half an hour later, Wu Zhentian took a step back.

He didn't seem to carry any sword intent, and shook his head with a wry smile:

"I don't even touch a sword normally, and what I practice has nothing to do with swordsmanship, so when I saw the sword diagram, I was repelled by the sword energy in it."

I thought to myself, "This sword energy can also temper the physical body," so I tried to withstand the sword energy for as long as possible, using it as a form of training.

Upon hearing this, everyone swallowed hard.

As expected of Wu Zhentian, he's incredibly fierce!

Others can't grasp the sword moves and they just leave, but you're still there deliberately trying to be baptized by the sword intent.

Aren't you afraid that the sword intent will cut you?

Chapter 144 Let others mock me, at this moment my sword intent soars to the sky (Fifth update, please vote)

Wu Zhentian glanced at the remaining two people, and when he saw that Su Liang was still on the field, he was slightly taken aback, and then walked away with some puzzlement.

There are only two players left on the field, two people that no one would have expected to stay for so long!

He could at least explain away Wu Buzhan.

After all, he is a sword cultivator, so perhaps he can gain an affinity with the sword intent within the sword diagram.

But Su Liang is different. What makes him able to stand in front of the sword diagram for so long?

Moreover, Wu Buzhan was currently imbued with a strong sword intent, indicating that he was comprehending something.

But Su Liang didn't make a sound at all; anyone who didn't know better would have thought he was standing there dozing off...

"I thought he had some skills, but it turns out he was just putting on a brave face."

"Yes, yes, does he think that by standing there long enough, he can gain the approval of the sword intent within the sword diagram?"

"Ridiculous, this person is nothing special."

"I've been standing here for almost two hours, and there's still no sword intent emanating from me. Why should I stand here any longer?"

"Shh, after all, they can kill Tongxuan with their Life Palace. If they can't even get the recognition of the sword intent in the sword diagram, they'll probably feel ashamed to face anyone!"

Because Su Liang is now considered one of the more famous among these prodigies, it's inevitable that he will attract the displeasure of many people.

Unlike Wu Zhentian and others, he was already famous, so most people found it difficult to truly accept him.

But at that moment, a sudden movement occurred in front of Wu Buzhan.

A phantom figure appeared above the high platform, silently gazing at Wu Buzhan.

The phantom was formed from sword intent and vaguely resembled a middle-aged man.

Upon seeing this, the elder of the Long River Sword Sect actually knelt on the ground and bowed to the figure in the disciple's salute.

The phantom figure, from beginning to end, only looked at Wu Buzhan.

Wu Buzhan lowered his head, as if he was still immersed in the sword painting.

Then the phantom moved and suddenly pointed a finger at Wu Buzhan.

All the sword intent instantly entered Wu Buzhan's brow.

The phantom shouted, "Wu Buzhan, from now on, you must carve out your own path with your own sword."

As soon as he finished speaking, the figure vanished into thin air.

Wu Buzhan opened his eyes, and a small red sword mark appeared between his eyebrows.

All the sword energy around him suddenly disappeared, and his temperament became extraordinary.

The old man from the Long River Sword Sect stood up and stared at him blankly.

"Have you grasped the boundless sword intent?"

Wu Buzhan nodded.

"Good, good, good!"

The old man said "good" three times in succession, then cupped his hands in a gesture of respect from afar and said:

"Sword Master, in heaven, I know my son has made something of himself!"

Everyone was stunned. Wu Buzhan seemed to be a descendant of the previous sword master of the Changhe Sword Sect.

Then they realized that Wu Buzhan had comprehended the Endless Sword Intent, which was already the best sword intent in the Endless Sword Diagram!

In an instant, countless envious gazes were cast upon Wu Buzhan.

Then, they again

I noticed that there are still people standing there in front of the Endless Sword Diagram!