"Every year during the enrollment season, there is a competition between the new and old students of my Menghan Academy, Tuxing Palace, and Wanjian Sect!" said Zhang Nianfeng.

"The kind of sparring where friendship comes first, and victory comes second?"

Zhang Nianfeng shook his head: "It's the kind of sparring that always results in fatalities!"

"Someone died?" The freshmen were shocked.

Isn't this a competition?

How could he be so cruel!

"Every year, the victory or defeat in the competition will affect the interests of the three clans, and the impact will be huge. For example, the winner of this year's competition will gain the right to compete for an ancient royal weapon!"

"King...King's weapon?" A freshman was shocked. He didn't expect that this competition would involve a king's weapon.

Since ten thousand years ago, all the blacksmiths above the king level mysteriously disappeared, and there have been few new magic weapons in the world.

Occasionally, a few pieces appear, but they are all ancient artifacts from thousands of years ago.

It is no exaggeration to say that the birth of a royal weapon is enough to drive the entire world crazy.

Because the improvement in combat power that the royal weapon brings to the cultivator is too obvious.

It may be an exaggeration to say that it has been completely transformed, but it is definitely true that it has become even more powerful.

The benefits are indeed huge.

It's so big.

No wonder Zhang Nianfeng said that someone might die today. With Wang Qi in front of him, who wouldn’t be jealous?

Even if it's just a fight for power.

It's enough to make people fight for their lives!

"A month ago, in Wangjiang City, a thousand miles away from here, Fudian discovered the aura of a royal weapon in an ancient mountain range. Under normal circumstances, it would have been taken away by Fudian long ago. But now, in order to encourage academies and sects to resist the invasion of the Heiyu Dynasty, Fudian decided to bestow this royal weapon on the prefectures and sects within a thousand miles. Wankun City also got a quota, but there is only one. Do you understand what I mean?" Zhang Nianfeng said.

"Understood. The winner of today's competition will get this chance to compete!"

“It could cost lives!”

"Wealth and honor are sought through risk. If you are not willing to take risks, how can you seize opportunities?"

有人摩拳擦掌,跃跃欲试。

Some people looked worried and anxious.

"Don't worry, the main force of this competition is the senior students. Although you will also participate in the battle, the danger is not great." Zhang Nianfeng reassured the freshmen.

Several freshmen immediately felt relieved and relaxed.

It would be nice if they didn't have to die!

"Of course, those who contribute the most and perform the best in the competition will have the opportunity to compete for the King's Weapon."

Some ambitious freshmen suddenly became discouraged.

Zhang Nianfeng's words meant that they had basically no chance of obtaining the royal weapon.

They are just freshmen, and although they are talented, they can never compete with the old students who have practiced in the sect for many years.

"Teacher, do you know what that royal weapon is exactly?" Xiao Chen asked.

Royal weapons are good things. He currently lacks any magical weapons. Apart from a nearly half-broken dragon-slaying sword, he has nothing else.

He felt that this royal weapon was destined for him and he had to get it.

Zhang Nianfeng said, "I heard that a boxing glove is most suitable for physical cultivation. I don't know any more details."

Xiao Chen's eyes lit up.

Boxing gloves?

That's just right.

He is currently improving his physical foundation.

A pair of boxing gloves can give him a great help!

This fate is deep, you must grasp it well!

"Do freshmen have a chance to compete?" Xiao Chen asked again.

Looking at his shining eyes, Zhang Nianfeng's body stiffened slightly.

What kind of look is that?

Why does it feel like even though he's asking, he's determined to get it?

"Haha, Junior Brother Chen, I know you're strong, but you probably don't have a chance this time. Maybe later!"

"The freshmen can't possibly match the seniors. This time, there are only three places in Wankun City that can enter the King's Weapon Area. If I don't destroy my own prestige, the seniors from Wanjian Sect and Tuxing Palace are all abnormally strong. Even with Senior Sister Meng's help, the possibility of our Menghan Academy winning is slim!" said the two seniors.

But Xiao Chen had no intention of giving up. He looked straight at Zhang Nianfeng, waiting for his answer.

"If they are outstanding enough, freshmen can also participate, but..."

"Okay, you can participate. I understand." Xiao Chen interrupted, not wanting to hear the rest.

Because he also heard the answer he wanted.

Zhang Nianfeng: “…”

"It's okay. It's a good thing that Junior Brother Chen is ambitious. It's okay to encounter some setbacks while you're still young!"

"That's right. Without going through the storm, how can you see the rainbow? Teacher, just let Junior Brother Chen do it. At the critical moment, just save his life!"

Several old students are very bold and think that it is a good thing for young people to be brave and fight hard, and that setbacks are also a valuable asset.

"Brother Xiao, are you sure?" Qian Bandai pulled Xiao Chen aside and asked in a low voice.

Unlike others, he did not think that Xiao Chen was overestimating his own abilities or being unrealistic.

Although they didn't have much contact, the feeling Xiao Chen gave him was just one word: stable.

Two words: extremely stable.

Ignite the spiritual realm.

Instantly understand the Demon-Shocking Sutra.

The forbidden land crushed Yu Huaxian.

Cut off the dragon soul with one finger.

Any one of them is as steady as an old dog.

As long as Xiao Chen says it, there is nothing he can't do.

It can only be more amazing!

Since he wants to compete for the title of King's Weapon.

You will definitely succeed.

"A little bit." Xiao Chen said.

"How much is a little?"

"Ninety percent!"

"Is this called a little bit?"

"Not 100%, just a little bit."

Qian Bandai was speechless and wanted to hit Xiao Chen.

But he didn't know that Xiao Chen had always thought so.

Because things are divided into success and failure.

There is a 10% chance of failure, and there is still a possibility of failure.

Once you fail, everything is empty.

"If so, maybe I can cheat... no, make some spirit stones! If you do this..." Qian Bandai's eyes rolled and he came up with an idea.

"This... isn't good! It's a bit sinister!"

"At least I can earn hundreds of thousands of low-grade spirit stones!"

"That's no problem. All's fair in war!" Xiao Chen immediately put aside his morals.

Who told him to be poor?

In today's world, one can only survive with spiritual stones, and he has no other choice.

"Are they both crazy? They really want to compete for the chance to get their hands on the King's Weapon? And they have a 90% chance of winning!"

"A profiteer, a sly dog ​​pretending to be a swordsman, neither of them is in their right mind!"

"Exactly. You're still carrying a sword on your back. Who are you trying to show off to?"

The stadium was crowded with people everywhere. Although Xiao Chen and Qian Wandai tried to speak as quietly as possible, they were still heard.

However, Xiao Chen didn't care.

Lies don't hurt, truth is the knife.

The moment he unsheathed his Dragon-Slaying Sword, all the rumors were dispelled!

An hour later, the selection of Wanjian Sect ended.

Huang Yingying's swordsmanship is superb and agile. She defeated all the applicants for the Wanjian Sect and became the leader of the Wanjian Sect this year.

"Excellent! A natural sword body and a clear sword mind. Yingying is truly a sword prodigy that appears only once in a thousand years. My Wanjian Sect is delighted to have gained a new talent today!"

Yue Wentian was overjoyed as he looked at Huang Yingying, who was radiating sword energy in front of him.

Originally, he was just thinking about whether he could find some peerless geniuses, but he didn't expect to find a tiger seedling.

He had long heard of Huang Yingying's reputation as a kendo genius.

But what you hear is false, and what you see is true.

After Huang Yingying defeated all the sword cultivators in the field, he realized that this woman's talent was so terrifying.

"Thank you for the compliment, teacher!" Huang Yingying remained calm and bowed slightly.

Although she became the top freshman of the Wanjian Sect, she was not happy, but rather a little disappointed.

Originally, she wanted to find a strong opponent among her peers and have a good fight with him, but she didn't expect that none of the sword cultivators in the field could withstand five of her moves.

It's really boring!

"Yingying, what's with that expression on your face? You won so beautifully, why aren't you happy?" Liu Xinmeng said with a smile.

"There's not even a single capable sword cultivator. I'm not motivated!"

"Who said there wasn't one? Didn't Brother Yiji carry a sword? You haven't fought her, so how do you know she can't beat you?"

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