Who said I practiced the exercises incorrectly?

Staring at Ning Yan in the sword domain, the warriors outside were in an uproar and became restless.

Bai Xunhei looked at Wu Xuanbo, whose face was tense, and said with a smile:
"I'm sorry to have cost you so much."

Wu Xuanbo took a deep breath and said in a deep voice:
"I was indeed shortsighted this time. I never thought that the strength of that person was so terrifying that even those terrifying sword energies could not stop him. But this is not my fault. Just look at the people around you and you should know that there are many such misunderstandings. It's nothing to lose to you."

Having said this, he glanced at Ning Yan who was between the two checkpoints, and then asked:
"Looks like he's planning to continue to try, so I'll bet two hundred thousand taels that he can't pass the Swordsman Level. Do you dare to follow me?"

Bai Xunhei frowned slightly.

Before Peng Huasheng could dissuade him, he immediately responded:
"Why don't you dare?"

Wu Xuanbo raised the corner of his mouth and said teasingly:
"It is said that people cannot make money beyond their own understanding. It seems to be true."

"Just wait and see."

Wu Xuanbo turned his head and said no more.

The warriors around had expressions of watching the fun.

Peng Huasheng pulled Bai Xunhei's shoulders aside and said with a bitter face:

"Why are you so impulsive? Wouldn't it be good to get 100,000 taels for free? Why did you throw it away and even lose your own capital? In total, we lost 300,000 taels!"

"Etc., etc!"

Bai Xunhei stopped immediately:
"Why do you make me so confused? What do you mean by three hundred thousand taels? Where did three hundred thousand taels come from?"

"Look, you don't even know how to tell fortunes, why are you betting with him?"

Peng Huasheng counted on his fingers:

"Look, you just won 100,000 taels, right?"

"Yes."

"So you're starting a new game now, betting two hundred thousand taels, right?"

"Yes."

"You will definitely lose this round, so you will lose 200,000 taels, plus the 100,000 taels you should have earned, so you lost 300,000 taels, right?"

"Hiss...it seems to be like that."

"Look at you. You can't even learn math well, yet you dare to gamble with others. Aren't you afraid of losing all your money?"

Peng Huasheng looked deeply distressed.

"It doesn't matter, as long as I win, isn't it?"

Bai Xunhei replied with a relaxed look on his face.

"You win? Where can you win?"

Peng Huasheng couldn't help rolling his eyes and said:

“You have heard of the Swordsman Level, but it is totally incomparable to the Sword Qi Level. If one can pass the Sword Qi Level by chance with violent energy, then since the Swordsman Level appeared, no warrior below the Entry Level has ever successfully passed it. Even ordinary Entry Level warriors will be blocked at the level.

You and I have seen the process of breaking through the level just now. Brother Ning's physique is indeed strong, and ordinary sword energy cannot break his defense. But in the swordsman level, he is facing a swordsman with a sharp sword and profound swordsmanship. How can he succeed in breaking through the level? ! "

"I believe in him!"

"What do you believe? I'd rather you believe in common sense!"

"If we believe in common sense, he won't even be able to get past the first hurdle, so let's not talk about common sense at this point."

"Ugh!"

Peng Huasheng sighed and said:

"Forget it. I can't explain it to you clearly. Just work hard to make money and pay off your debts."

While the two were talking, Ning Yan had already started to challenge the Swordsman Level.

To be honest, Ning Yan felt a little passive in passing this level.

Because before he could take any action, the swordsman on the opposite side had already raised his sword and was coming towards him.

The swordsman who appeared in front of him was holding a long sword and wearing a gray-black swordsman's suit. The collar and cuffs of the clothes were embroidered with golden characters of the Shinra Vientiane Sect. However, their faces were dry and stiff, without any expression. When the wind blew, their skinny arms covered with black spots were exposed.

Yes, this swordsman is not a human at all, but a corpse similar to the middle-aged man mentioned earlier.

It is formed by the transformation of a corpse after death.

The difference is that this corpse is obviously much weaker than that of the middle-aged man, and there are more traces of corpses left on its body.

Of course, no matter how weak they are, their strength can probably be compared to that of Ru Jin, or even exceed that of ordinary Ru Jin.

Seeing the approaching Undead Swordsman, to be honest, Ning Yan was a little confused.

The Sword Domain existed before the demise of the Shenluo Wanxiang Sect.

Logically speaking, these corpses must not exist in the original sword domain.

But they are here now, sticking to the corresponding area, wandering inside for hundreds of years. When facing outsiders who break in, they will only fight one-on-one with swords. Even other dead bodies will not rush forward. Every move is in line with the corresponding rules.

These performances are just like those of artificially created sword domain gatekeepers.

Who made them become like this?

What's the purpose?
Ning Yan's thoughts drifted away, but he didn't have time to find the answer.

Because the foul-smelling swordsman had already rushed to him and slashed him on the head with his sword.

Ning Yan drew his sword without thinking and blocked the falling sword.

With a metallic "clang" sound, Ning Yan's feet sank down suddenly and actually sank slightly into the ground.

He looked at the swordsman opposite him in surprise.

This long sword obviously looks very ordinary, and its material is only black iron grade. Not to mention compared with the dark copper long sword in his hand which is integrated with other special metals, even a simple dark copper long sword can easily cut it off.

But at this moment, after the sword was pressed down, not to mention cutting it off, it was even suppressed on the spot by the opponent's power.

There is no doubt that this is definitely related to the opponent's extremely strong physical fitness, but at the same time it also demonstrated extremely exquisite sword moves. The landing point of the sword is exactly at the weakest point of the long sword.

Ning Yan stepped closer, slid his long sword sideways, and slashed at his wrist.

The swordsman's expression did not change at all. He turned his right hand violently, with the back of his hand almost touching his arm. He bent the sword 180 degrees and slashed at his neck from the other side.

"My grass!"

Ning Yan took a step back and narrowly avoided the cold sword tip.

Although this guy is dead, he is now making use of his unique advantages to create sword moves that are totally unimaginable to ordinary people.

Who in their right mind can put the back of their hand on their arm?!

The swordsman gained the advantage with one move, followed by a rapid slashing attack. His sword moves were like rain, dense and impenetrable. The speed was even more dense and fierce than his cloak sword technique.

There wasn't even any time for Ning Yan to take out the second knife and use the dual-sword style.

It was completely and utterly suppressed.

While being suppressed, Ning Yan also opened his Eye of Insight to observe the opponent's sword moves.

Under normal circumstances, due to the difference in realm, the Eye of Insight would definitely not be able to observe the flow of vital energy in this guy's body.

Fortunately, this guy had died long ago, and there was no vital energy flowing in his body at all. Now he was relying entirely on his extremely strong physical fitness to drive all kinds of incredible sword moves.

This enables the Eye of Insight to exert unprecedented effectiveness.

With the help of the Eye of Insight, Ning Yan gradually figured out the opponent's moves, and he was no longer as awkward as he was at the beginning when defending, as he was no longer in danger of being knocked out at any time. Instead, he gradually became more skilled, and could even occasionally strike back with one or two cuts.

Of course, it is still difficult to win with this.

Even if he won, he would probably be exhausted and unable to continue exploring.

"But don't forget, I'm a living person!" In an instant, Ning Yan seized the opportunity when the opponent attacked and chopped with his sword with great force, knocking the opponent two meters away.

Without waiting for the opponent to attack again like a storm, a translucent figure quickly flew out from Ning Yan's hand and entered the swordsman's body in the blink of an eye.

And at the moment the shadow flashed in, the swordsman's movements suddenly stopped as if he had pressed the pause button.

"right here!"

Ning Yan slashed down angrily with his sword.

In an instant, heads flew up.

The swordsman's headless body stood there, frozen for a moment, then fell to the ground with a bang, turning into a pile of gray-black powder, which quickly dissipated with the wind.

Ning Yan was breathing heavily, secretly surprised.

If he hadn't learned the Wuxiang Goddess's skill and hadn't controlled the evil spirit in the previous battle with the Stone Man, and the fact that this guy had almost no will of his own, he would have been able to take advantage of the opportunity and temporarily control him.

Otherwise, the outcome of this battle would be hard to predict.

Among the many swordsmen he had met, except for Jian Ji Zong's chief disciple Li Qingzhi, this one was probably the one with the strongest sword skills. It was even possible that his actual strength was even above Li Qingzhi.

After all, the opponent almost defeated him on the spot with just his body that had been damaged for hundreds of years and pure sword moves.

This is not something that can be achieved by ordinary force.

And in several fields, there are hundreds of swordsmen like him.

They roamed in a circular area, and any warrior who approached this area would become their target of attack.

Ning Yan could see that many people were beaten badly, and some even had to retreat into the Jianqi Pass area.

There were also some warriors who had prepared themselves early and were now fighting hard with the swordsmen.

However, what are particularly concerning are the three warriors who have already reached the sword intent barrier.

He didn't know these three people, but that didn't stop him from determining their respective origins.

On the left was a young man in black who was about thirty years old. His facial lines were very strong and his aura was as steady as a rock. He was undoubtedly a warrior from the Qianyan Sect, and perhaps the true disciple who ranked ahead of Yang Yanlong.

In the middle was a middle-aged man in his fifties, with an extremely domineering aura, like a volcano about to erupt. He had only felt this kind of momentum from the warriors of the Bomb Gate. This man was most likely an elder of the Bomb Gate.

As for the white-haired old man on the far right, he looked ordinary, but the black dragon-patterned sword behind him made Ning Yan feel apprehensive. Apparently, this was the famous independent swordsman Lu Hongjing.

These three people have already entered the Sword Intent Pass and can be said to be the rare sword masters in Fulong. If they follow the rules of the Sword Intent Pass, they will probably become his strong competitors. He has to think of a way.

Ning Yan walked forward, thinking secretly.

While he was pondering, the warriors watching from outside were already silent and shocked to the extreme.

Many of them often come here to checkpoints, and some even stay here permanently.

The warriors who go back and forth in there are very familiar with it.

In fact, there are only a very small number of warriors who can pass the Sword Qi Pass, and those who are not quickly beaten out by the swordsmen in the Swordsman Pass are even fewer among the very few.

Basically, they are some of the top strong players.

But now, among these powerful fighters, there is a senior and violent person.

If they hadn't seen Ning Yan walk in with their own eyes, they would have thought they were hallucinating.

In fact, even now many people still feel like they are dreaming.

It is incredible that a senior violent person can pass the sword energy barrier.

Even if he was beaten out by the swordsman in a few moves inside the Swordsman Pass, no one would dare to underestimate him.

But now, the swordsman who was obviously difficult to match even with ordinary strength was beheaded by him with a single blow.

Even though they saw this scene with their own eyes, they still found it hard to believe.

This is completely beyond common sense.

What happened to the agreement that everyone under the influence of strength will become an ant?

Look at that kid inside, say that again?!

Many warriors only feel that there is a certain degree of confusion in their three views, which is caused by the huge contradiction between reality and cognition. If they keep dwelling on this, they may end up falling into delusion.

However, some warriors who were more open-minded found reasonable explanations for themselves early on.

The swordsman clearly paused for a moment before his death, which means that Ning Yan defeated him by using some means beyond the rules.

It's just cheating.

no big deal.

They are not envious at all.

Many warriors looked at Ning Yan with sourness, and the air was suddenly filled with a strong smell of jealousy.

On the other hand, Wu Xuanbo on the other side had his eyes wide open and his facial muscles twitching constantly, as if he was suffering from epilepsy.

Bai Xunhei said leisurely:

"Mr. Wu is so generous! I will gladly accept the two hundred thousand!"

Hearing this, Wu Xuanbo's face twitched again.

He took a deep breath, took out the only three blue marrow jades he had with a pained look on his face, and threw them to Bai Xunhei.

After Bai Xunhei took it, he happily bit the blue jade with his teeth to test its authenticity.

Seeing this, Wu Xuanbo suppressed his anger and continued:

"That person seems to be planning to continue to challenge the Sword Intent Pass. You and I both know the peculiarities of the Sword Intent Pass. The difficulty of this pass is far beyond the previous two passes. I bet 400,000 taels that he can't pass it. Do you dare to follow me?!"

"Why don't you dare?!"

Without waiting for Bai Xunhei to answer, Peng Huasheng responded angrily.

"Okay! Then let's see who has the last laugh."

Wu Xuanbo snorted and turned his head away.

At this time, a companion beside him glanced at Ning Yan who was still walking in, and asked with some worry:

"Isn't Brother Wu's bet too reckless? That's 400,000 taels of gold."

After hearing this, Wu Xuanbo laughed softly:

"If I don't bet 400,000 taels, how can I win it back?"

My companion looked puzzled.

Wu Xuanbo continued:
"The first bet I made with him was for 100,000 taels."

"The second bet is two hundred thousand taels."

"The third bet is 400,000 taels."

"If there is a fourth time, the bet will be eight hundred thousand taels."

"Do you see the pattern? That's right, if I win once, I can win everything back!"

Wu Xuanbo continued to ask:
"Do you know why gamblers never win?"

"There are two reasons. First, the winning rate of many items in the gambling house is not 50%. Some may only be 40% to 90% or 40% to 80%. But they don't understand how to calculate, so they will definitely lose if they gamble for a long time."

"The second is capital. A gambler's capital is limited. He may have 10,000 taels, 100,000 taels, or 1 million taels. It doesn't matter because his capital can never be compared with the entire gambling house. As long as he continues to play, he is actually gambling against the entire gambling house. Even if he can win for a while, even a lot, he will lose everything one day."

Wu Xuanbo looked at Ning Yan who was about to step into the sword intent area and said with a smile:
"What's more, they can't win this bet at all." (End of this chapter)