The First Sword of the Earth

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The venue was arranged very carefully, with two rows of'seats' on each side, and four large screens behind each to shield the wind.

The seat of Sakurajima is two rows of tatami mats, so that they can sit on their knees, and the screen behind it is painted with cherry blossoms and Mount Fuji.

Today, when attending the exchange meeting, their male members are all wearing suits, while the female members are dressed in national costumes that have been remodeled since the Tang Dynasty. It is also considered a beautiful landscape.

The ‘Background Board’ of the Kingdom of Jinta is the golden desert and their country’s iconic building-the pyramid; more than a dozen people in the delegation are dressed in more desert-like clothing, especially the young girls who are quite enchanting.

The most eye-catching is the delegation of Gran State, they dress and wear according to their own ability, just like in the Middle Ages, half of them wore armors and half of them wore robes.

The sacrificial robes of a few blonde girls were quite cool, and the robes were slashed to a taboo height...

It is true that these uncles, boys, and elder sisters in Gran State are quite eye-catching, but they have always had a sense of ‘role-playing in cheap web games’.

Dahua Country is the host and directly occupies the east position. The screen behind is a projection of the beautiful rivers and mountains. Because Dahua Country is rich in land and resources, there are too many famous buildings and scenery, so its own screen... is better than the other three. They all look big.

After the three delegations had toured the garden buildings, they were led to sit in the venue, and the dignified and beautiful courtesy ladies brought refreshments and drinks.

This side has just been completely set up, and Qing Yanzi, who abused them yesterday, walked with a few Taoists.

In any case, out of respect for the strong, the three delegations still stand up collectively even if there are a few people on their faces.

Qing Yanzi bowed his hands to the surrounding area without saying much, turned around and made a please gesture, and took his seats with the six Taoist leaders one by one.

Several foreign staff members who were specifically responsible for this matter began to host the exchange meeting. They spoke elegantly and clearly. They also pointed out that today's exchange meeting was only an additional venue, but they did not mention that the masters of the three countries yesterday challenged all the talks. What a fiasco.

Always give people some face.

"Young people are the future and hope. Today, the three-nation friendly visit group will exchange views with the young monks from the great Chinese nation. I hope that everyone will be friendly and help each other as the prerequisite, exchanges and common progress as the goal, and contribute to world peace and stability. Make a contribution..."

After a few brief speeches, these young diplomats completed their mission and sat beside the Taoist masters.

Qing Yanzi stood up, and several interpreters at the scene immediately cheered up, as if they were facing enemies.

Before, the old sayings and sayings that came out of this Taoist’s mouth were troublesome to understand on the spot, and they had to be quickly and accurately translated into Japanese, English, and Arabic...

Fortunately, yesterday, a member of the investigation team responded to Qing Yanzi's question. Qing Yanzi spoke a lot slower today, and also calmed down a lot.

"Everyone gathered from the north and the south in my great China, please bear with me if the hospitality is not adequate.

Yesterday, several practitioners in Sakurajima said that the younger generation is the hope for the future. They hope that young people from all walks of life will have a try. The poor way had to give me a few young monks who were still barely able to do so. Invited, the two disciples of the poor disciples also came to make up the number.

Today, just let them compete, let go, let go, and go all out. If there is a little accidental injury, it’s okay to treat the injury on the spot.

Not much to say, let them come first. "

The words fell, and at the entrance of the venue, two ceremonial ladies made a gesture of invitation. Wang Sheng, carrying the sword box, stepped forward, without the meaning of the sword in his body, his long hair was tied up, a wooden hairpin was inserted, and his eyes were starlight and body. The shape stands upright.

However, as soon as the audience's eyes fell on Wang Sheng for a second, they moved away from Mu Wanxuan behind him.

For a while, the entire open-air venue seemed to be a bit brighter, and many young men with insufficient xinxing cultivation had some expressions out of control at this moment.

Five people stood in a row, and Wang Sheng gave instructions, holding his fists on three sides, and then saluting the elders of his camp to the east.

Qing Yanzi said warmly: "Xiao Sheng stay in the court, come and sit down."

"Yes, Master."

Wang Sheng bowed his head in response, standing in the middle of the venue with his sword box on his back, his face calm, his eyes calm, and his expression quite serious.

Mu Wanxuan, Monk Huai Jing, Liu Yunzhi, and Shi Qianzhang went to sit behind a few Taoist chiefs, because the two rows of seats are arranged in a staggered manner, and they will not be affected by the sight.

Mu Wanxuan sat on the far left. Monk Huaijing deliberately left Wang Sheng's seat next to her senior sister and sat in the center. Liu Yunzhi and Shi Qianzhang sat beside Monk Huaijing.

After the four settled down, Qing Yanzi spoke again, "Pan Dao has a sword skill that can still be seen in the past. I don't know which young talent of the Three Kingdoms envoy will come to discuss with him first?"

Several translators in the venue began to be busy again. Three or four young people got up at the same time, two more sat back in their seats, and one of the three parties walked out.

A swordsman from Sakurashima, a female knight in armor from Gran, and a bald ‘monk’ from Kinta.

Qing Yanzi smiled and said: "Since all parties have it, it's better to try them all. Please, please."

Immediately afterwards, Qing Yanzi said to Wang Sheng: "Sakurashima country should try to win as beautifully as possible, the other two are free."

Wang Sheng nodded lightly, his eyes already looking at the swordsman wearing a suit and holding two katanas at his waist.

The swordsman's eyes were very sharp, as if he wanted to use his eyes to open a few holes for Wang Sheng to let out blood, and stepped into the arena first.

A middle-aged man from the Sakurajima country said in a bit of ‘astringent’ Chinese: “In the first burst, I asked my eldest disciple to compete with the disciple of His Excellency Qingyanzi, and I regretted losing yesterday.”

Qing Yanzi smiled without saying a word, and calmly put down her sleeves.

Wang Sheng turned to face the people of Sakurajima and backed away a few steps. He had already seen that the opponent was good at straight bursts, and he deliberately left a little more distance for the opponent to start the attack.

The knife man staggered his legs, holding the sheath of the samurai sword at his waist with his left hand, holding the hilt with his right hand, and reporting his name when he drew the sword.

"Kaima North."

There seems to be an aura that resembles the true essence in its body, which seems to be a way of cultivation similar to that of the Dahua Country.

Judging from the strength of the breath, this should be the equivalent of a practitioner in the middle stage of the fetal stage; Wang Sheng slowed down the movement of the true essence in his body, but only used 20% of the cultivation base, and the breath displayed at this time was almost the same as that of the opponent.

Then he raised the nameless long sword flat, grabbed the scabbard with his left hand, slowly pulled the long sword out, pulled up a sword flower, and pointed the tip of the sword obliquely to the ground.

"Wang Sheng."

The swordsman took a breath, and the eyes of the two met, and both felt the other's high spirits.

Qi and Qi were involved in each other, Wang Sheng's body was full of seven-star sword intent and contended lightly, and the sword guest also exuded a sharp and domineering meaning, but it was broken by Wang Sheng's sword intent in a blink of an eye.

The face of the swordsman suddenly became very solemn. He clenched the handle of the samurai sword with both hands. The long sword was raised flat and level with the line of sight, and he rushed forward without saying a word of greeting.

Wang Sheng rushed forward, but he soon noticed that the breath and the sword intent in this person were quickly converging towards the samurai sword, and there was also a surge of blood in the blood trough of the samurai sword. move.

This swordsman completely crushed the victory of this battle on this sword!

Although a bit extreme, and a bit desperate, it is indeed extremely powerful.

It was too late, and the two figures had collided with each other in the center of the field. Wang Sheng did not use the Seven-Star Sword Technique, only a sword headed towards him, using no more than one sword style in the Taiyi Golden Immortal Sword.

The fairy refers to the moon!

Ding-

A crisp sound of collision reverberated in the field, and the figures of the two of them stopped at the same time, and waves of air were rippling everywhere...

The picture that appeared in front of you made the needle drop in the audience audible!

But I saw that the samurai sword that contained the full blow of the Sakurajima swordsman, now hovering obliquely there, the blow was only half cut!

The blade of the long sword is in the middle position, and the point of the sword is on top of the blade!

There was only a tiny bit of intersection between the two sharp blades, but it was so stable at the moment, as if the tip of the sword had great suction.

The swordsman's eyes were full of shock. Has he ever seen this scene since he practiced cultivation?

Not only this swordsman, but the men, women and children around him were all surprised.

The astonishment on that knife man's face was in sharp contrast with Wang Sheng's still calm expression. People around him could naturally see who was taking the initiative at this time.

It is not a clever method to explode one's own strength with all its strength, and it is only used when desperately.

Wang Sheng pointed out a sword, perfecting the strength of the opponent's attack. A slight amount of force will bounce the opponent away, and a slight amount of less force will cause his long sword to be held down by the katana.

But at this time, it was not bad at all.

It was also that Wang Sheng had a lot higher cultivation base than this person, so he could calmly dissolve the strength of the other party. If he were to change to a practitioner of the same realm, Wang Sheng would naturally not play this kind of ‘flower life’.

His ingenious control of power has exceeded the upper limit of the swordsman's imagination.

The suspension of the sword and the sword actually lasted only two seconds, but these two seconds seemed so long.

The knife guest burst out with a new force, Wang Sheng shook his right wrist slightly, and the knife guest's samurai sword could only be slashed to the side.

The long sword was like a whip, and the blade was drawn horizontally on the opponent's shoulder, staggering the swordsman directly; when the swordman stabilized his figure, it happened to be where he originally stood.

Wang Sheng held the long sword backwards, holding the sword and arching his hand, he was about to say ‘acceptance’. However, the swordsman suddenly raised his head and glared at Wang Sheng, and then attacked Wang Sheng with a knife, his body and pace changed a bit more.

Therefore, to cultivate the Tao, you must first cultivate the mind, and the word shame is still necessary.

The corner of Wang Sheng's mouth curled, but he didn't use his cultivation as an overwhelming one.

As soon as the opponent took the first step, Wang Sheng stood still, but the long sword in his hand showed several sword shadows, and several invisible sword auras whispered out.

After hearing a few puffs, the suits on the shoulders, under the ribs, and arms of the swordsman were cut apart by the sword spirit, and the sword shadows passed, and the few sword shadows cut by the opponent were all knocked back.

When the shadows of the swords dissipated, Wang Sheng’s long sword reached the man’s throat, and blood marks were slowly printed on the man’s damaged suit...

A Taoist chief applauded slowly, and sparse applause gradually appeared around, but the Sakurajima country's collective face sank like water.

The strength gap is far beyond their imagination.