Fairy, return my flying sword to me

Chapter 69: Inviting the Next Genius Swordsman

There are many disciples of the sect on the main hall square.

Today is the first day after the announcement of the internal selection of the four sects for the competition, and it is also the first day of the competition.

Regardless of whether you want to compete for a spot or not, there is always interest in coming and watching the excitement.

Four figures had already taken their positions on the five prepared arenas.

Above the arena, a large sign floating in the air with spiritual power revealed the origin and identity of the current champion.

Li Qingyu, physical cultivation, fourth level of foundation building

Sword Cultivator Bai Jingxuan, Foundation Establishment Level 3

Dharma cultivation cloud flying, foundation building fourth level

Dharma cultivator Sun Qinghan, third level of foundation building

Sword Cultivator in the Forest, First Level of Foundation Establishment

Only above the empty arena, the cultivation level of the first level of foundation building was particularly eye-catching among the five names.

"Who is this guy surnamed Lin? He's only at the Foundation Establishment stage, but he can still represent the sect in battle? Could he be some elder's illegitimate son?"

"That kid at the first level of foundation building looks like a pushover. I don't know how such a disciple could be chosen as the champion. If I were a sword cultivator, I would replace him as soon as he arrived."

Looking at the unfamiliar senior brother who was speaking, the disciple who had been inside the sect asked carefully, "Senior brother, you just returned to the sect not long ago, right? Don't look at this kid's low realm, he is very powerful."

"Bai Jingxuan in the nearby arena can see this, right? They're both sword cultivators, and they've clashed before. Guess who won?"

"Could it be this fellow disciple called Lin Jian? If they are not brothers, how can he be at the first level of foundation building?"

The first level of foundation building is just the initial formation of the sea of ​​qi and the sea of ​​consciousness, and one can begin the real practice of immortality.

The second level of foundation building is when the spiritual veins are clear, the true energy flows through the hidden veins of the whole body, and the spiritual consciousness can be projected to three feet around the body.

The third level of foundation building forms a golden body and jade bones, the true energy penetrates the bones and internal organs, and the strength of the body approaches the level of "semi-magical weapon".

The Qi in the fourth level of foundation building circulates in a circle, maintaining the state of cultivation at all times. Moreover, the spiritual core is stable, and it has already taken half a step into the threshold of forming a pill.

There is a big gap in hard power between each level, not to mention that the cultivation of each level can unlock new spells including spell special effects.

Under the premise of head-on confrontation, fighting across one realm is extremely difficult, and fighting across two realms can be said to have almost no chance of winning.

This isn't a sect disciple fighting against a casual cultivator from outside the sect. Since everyone has similar resources, how could a Foundation Establishment Level 1 cultivator possibly be a match for a Foundation Establishment Level 3 cultivator?

Before he could come to his senses, someone whispered even more explosive news, "Not to mention Bai Jingxuan, Senior Brother Lin has even fought against Jin Gang Zhenren. In a head-on fight, Jin Gang Zhenren was no match for him!"

After hearing this, the senior brother who had just looked surprised became unhappy.

He looked at the disciple who was speaking as if he were a fool.

Who the hell are you kidding?
Anyone who's been dubbed a True Person must be at least at the Golden Core Stage. How could a Golden Core Stage cultivator be unable to defeat a Foundation Establishment Stage 1 kid in a head-on fight? What the hell are you talking about?
Even storytelling has to consider logic, damn it!
"That's not true," someone else interrupted. "Vajra Master was careless. He had just reached the Golden Core stage, and he gave the boy too much time to prepare. As a gold-type swordsman with the strongest attack among the five elements, he used his fully charged Thousand Blades Tribulation Finger to break through Vajra Master's protective spell. Then, he took advantage of the Master's chaotic zhenqi and pursued him relentlessly. It's not true skill."

"As for the battle with Junior Sister Bai Jingxuan, I also watched it. Junior Sister Bai Jingxuan had been focused on reaching her realm, and her research on techniques was a bit lacking. That's why she was caught by that fellow. It can't be considered a true skill."

"Furthermore, Junior Sister Bai Jingxuan was only at the second level of Foundation Establishment during that battle. After this fight, she learned from her mistakes and has since broken through to the third level. Now that her cultivation has reached a certain level and is beginning to settle, I have inside information that her understanding of magic has improved by leaps and bounds. Even her sect leader has praised her as the most dazzling talent he's ever met! If the two of them were to fight again, this brat surnamed Lin would definitely not be Junior Sister Bai's match!"

"Not to mention that this disciple surnamed Lin still doesn't have a flying sword. He's a sword cultivator, but he doesn't have a flying sword. He's relied on opportunism and trickery to win a few times. Does he really think he's on the same level as these fellow disciples?"

"That's it..."

"What this senior brother said does make some sense." "Junior Sister Bai is the only genius with natural spiritual roots that the sect has received in recent years. It's strange that she has been so tepid. Now that the Four Sects Competition is approaching, it's time for her to step up and contribute to the sect."

"Luckily, the challenge hasn't started yet. I almost thought that Junior Sister Bai was the weakling among the sword cultivators..."

"When he comes, I must be the first one on stage to pick him!"

……

Climbing up the mountain from the forest, just as he passed a corner to reach the main temple square, he found that a familiar figure was already waiting for him on this necessary route.

"Senior Brother Lin." Princess Yuwan, dressed in a tight warrior outfit, looked heroic. With her hair tied in a high ponytail, she looked as casual and free as the most generous female hero in the martial arts world.

"Why are you waiting here?" Lin Jian asked casually.

In recent days, in order to prepare for the Four Sects Competition, his schedule has been very tight. He feels a little guilty for not fulfilling his responsibilities as a senior brother to these new brothers and sisters who have joined the Zhenyang Sect.

"Brother, you must demonstrate our Master's prestige today!" Li Yuwan's distinct black and white eyes fixed on Lin Jian's face. "They all say... that Brother is a pushover."

"Oh?" Lin Jian smiled nonchalantly and continued to climb the stairs. "Who is the weak one? The sword will reveal the weak one."

Li Yuwan followed closely behind him, looking at Lin Jian's profile with a look of anticipation, "Brother, can you make them all shut up?"

He paused in the woods and looked back at her.

"You won't regret choosing the wrong master, and naturally you won't regret choosing the wrong senior brother."

Looking at the back of his senior brother, whose back was as straight as a sword pointing to the sky, Li Yuwan's eyes were full of stars.

The young man’s confidence is like the scorching sun in summer, and the senior brother who decided to take action is like the sharpest sword.

Bai Jingxuan?
What basis do they have to say that senior brother is no match for that guy surnamed Bai?

……

Seeing Lin Jian enter, a sect disciple who recognized him shouted loudly, "Senior Brother Lin is here! Senior Brother Lin is here!"

"This is the forest, huh? It doesn't look that special, does it?"

"Who said it's not special? Isn't it particularly beautiful?!"

"Stop talking, stop talking, and make way for him. We're waiting for him. The challenge is about to begin."

Lin Jian carried a long sword and walked through the crowd.

Seeing that the last champion had finally arrived before the time limit, the elder presiding over the selection gathered all his energy and shouted, "The challenge begins now!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a man jumped onto the stage and pointed a sword at Lin Jian's face.

"Junior Brother Lin, please teach me."

Lin Jian chuckled, made a sword gesture with his hand, and the flying sword came out of its sheath.

As the flying sword whistled, one sword turned into seven. The sword-wielding challenger's eyes blurred as several sword lights flashed across his face. Then, the unremarkable black flying sword passed by his hand and was placed on his neck.

A drop of cold sweat slowly fell from his forehead.

Lin Jian put the sword back into the sheath without even looking at him.

"next."

(End of this chapter)