Chapter 707 Sword Formation
In less than an incense stick of time, the number of people who failed to break through the sword formation exceeded three hundred.

Looking at the figures falling from the stone platform one by one, the swordsmen finally calmed down and began to look at the situation ahead.

"What's going on? What's going on?"

"The person in front failed to break through the sword formation and seems to have been knocked away... The person behind me, stop pushing my butt!"

Not long after, a person who was knocked away by the sword formation but did not faint shouted and began to enthusiastically share his experience of breaking through the level with the people around him.

"What a terrifying sword formation!"

"When you enter the range of the sword formation, your consciousness will be pulled into a mysterious space."

The audience nearby naturally did not want to miss this opportunity to gain experience, and asked curiously: "Consciousness space? What is it like inside?"

The man scratched his head and stammered, "I didn't see clearly. I just felt that everything around me was pitch black, and then a sword light came and I was knocked away."

Everyone was stunned, and then they rolled their eyes: "You mean you can't even hold out for one move in the sword formation? How can this be called experience?!"

The man blushed in shame, and after a while he felt something was wrong. He protested loudly with dissatisfaction, "Why doesn't it count as experience? So what if I can't even last a single move? Who made this sword formation so powerful!"

"No matter how bad I am, I'm still better than those guys who got hit directly and were knocked unconscious, right?!"

Everyone blinked and was speechless: "Ah, this... is not wrong."

The man calmed himself down and was about to say something when he heard a shout from the side: "What a powerful sword formation! I was defeated in just three moves!"

Everyone: (¬_¬)
One-Move Man (⊙o⊙): "... He just lasted two more moves than me..."

At this time, another voice shouted: "What a weird sword formation! I can't even last ten moves!"

Everyone: (¬_¬)
"..."

Yi Zhaonan stopped talking and walked towards another sword formation with his head down. It was obvious that he was unwilling to give up and wanted to try again.

After learning about the situation in the sword formation, everyone was shocked and surprised.

This sword formation... is it so powerful?
Hundreds of swordsmen, but not even one person could get through? !
Everyone suddenly felt as if a large basin of cold water was poured on their heads, and they recalled Lu Ping's terrifying strength again.

This is a man who can sever the earth veins with one palm and turn the ground into mountains with a wave of his hand.

How powerful is the sword formation he set up?
People cannot imagine things they have never seen. Similarly, the swordsmen present cannot imagine the height at which Lu Ping stands.

The only thing that is certain is that his attainments in swordsmanship are definitely beyond the reach of a demon like myself.

The air suddenly became silent, and countless people began to retreat in their hearts at the same time.

At this moment, someone in the crowd suddenly shouted, "What's the big deal? That's Lu Ping! Isn't it normal that the sword formation he set up is difficult to break through?"

"Besides, since the Sword Contest is to select the best swordsman, the selection criteria must be strict. It is expected that those who can pass the sword formation must be the top swordsmen in the world."

"So those who can make it through are geniuses, and those who can't are the norm. We just recognize our own strengths. Why should we be discouraged?"

"Just because the sword formation is difficult to break through, should we not break through it?"

"If that's the case, why practice swordplay?!"

"No one will die if we break through this sword formation, so why retreat? It's not a bad idea to treat it as a test!"

The swordsmen all felt that what he said made sense, and they all cheered up and gathered their spirits.

Even if one has the ambition, the gap in strength is there after all, and the level in kendo is a huge and difficult to cross chasm.

A whole hour passed, and the swordsmen tried the four sword formations over and over again. Hundreds were unconscious and thousands were injured, but not a single one could break through the sword formations.

The Tianjian Murong Mansion also sent people to test it out, but no one came back intact. Fortunately, they finally collected information about the four sword formations.

"What's the situation?" The sword servant replied, "Reporting to the master, according to our investigation, the sword intents of the four sword formations seem to be different, and even if multiple people break into the formation at the same time, they will only be pulled into the consciousness space separately, so they cannot work together to break the formation."

It was not unexpected that they were unable to work together to break the formation.

After all, this is a level to screen the strength of swordsmen. If the method of working together to break the formation is feasible, I am afraid that there will be a bunch of unqualified people who will go up to fill the numbers.

Murong Ning nodded and continued to ask, "How are the sword intentions of the four sword formations different?"

"The sword energy from the sword formation on the left is as heavy as a mountain and extremely domineering. Most people can't even withstand a single blow and are directly knocked out of the sword formation;"

"The sword energy from the sword formation on the right is elegant and flowing, as dense as rain. According to our test, it is three times faster than the Taihua School's 'Thirteen Swords of the Wind', making it difficult to resist;"

"The sword energy of the sword formation in front is unpredictable and pervasive. Even though the brothers who broke into the formation had made full preparations, they were still unable to defend themselves and were injured one after another;"

"The sword energy of the sword formation behind was gentle and lingering, and it was hard to tell whether it was real or fake. Although it was slightly inferior in speed and power to the other sword formations, and no one was injured, the sword moves were quite strange, and the more we fought, the more tired we became."

Upon hearing this, Murong Ning closed his eyes and pondered for a few seconds, as if he was trying to comprehend the difference, or as if he was thinking about how to break the sword formation.

"Heavy sword, fast sword, clever sword, soft sword..."

"One person can actually set up four sword formations with different sword intents. It seems that Lu Ping's swordsmanship attainments are indeed extraordinary!"

He turned around and said to Murong Shengxue and Sansu Sword Master: "I think the others are almost ready to give up, you guys should go and try too."

Several people had been waiting here for a long time, unable to hold back their desire to break through the formation. Now that they had Murong Ning's permission, they were all delighted.

"Haha... Boss, you finally spoke. I can't wait any longer!"

Yuan Jieqi laughed loudly and was about to rush over with his sword in hand, but was stopped by Tong Yi: "Don't worry, I have an idea. Why don't we each break into a sword formation and see who breaks through first?"

"good idea!"

Yuan Jieqi's eyes lit up, and he turned to look at Murong Shengxue behind him, patted his chest and said generously: "Which sword formation do you want to break into, little Shengxue, Brother Jieqi will let you choose first."

"Humph!"

Murong Shengxue did not answer. After a cold snort, she walked towards the sword formation in front while smoking a water pipe.

The clever sword formation was where the most casualties occurred, and most of the sword servants that Murong Mansion had just sent out were also injured here.

Murong Shengxue claims to be the future head of the Tianjian Murong Mansion. He has a proud and arrogant personality. Now that he sees the sword servants of his family being injured here, he decides to break the formation and avenge them.

Although he didn't say it, how could he hide such thoughts from his uncle and several senior brothers and sisters who had watched him grow up?
Looking at Murong Shengxue's back, Yuan Jieqi chuckled and said, "Although Xiao Shengxue has a bad temper, he still cares about his family very much!"

"Just for this reason, I think there will be no problem for me to take over your job as the boss in the future."

Murong Ning just sighed and shook his head, saying: "You are still too impetuous and not calm enough!"

"I thought he would be more restrained after what happened that year, but I didn't expect him to be still the same."

"Hey...take your time."

The 'incident that year' that he mentioned was none other than the incident six years ago when the King of Hell caused chaos in the ghost world, failed to make money through misfortune, and was almost destroyed by Lu Ping.

Just as everyone in Murong Mansion was taking action...

The entrance to Sifang Mountain.

A figure wearing a red mask and carrying a blood-red sword came jumping over.

"Eating watermelon in the wind..."

(End of this chapter)

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