"Genius, you can draw your sword!" Zhao Yan looked at the genius boy not far away and said calmly.

genius?

At this moment, hearing Zhao Yan call him like this is undoubtedly a huge irony for Yang Buguilai.

If we had met Zhao Yan, it would be appropriate to say that before the swordsman Zhao Yan used his sword skills, Yang Bugui might be able to be called a swordsman genius.

But now, compared with Zhao Yan, the word "genius" seems so heavy that he can't afford it, especially because these two words are spoken from Zhao Yan's mouth.

However, he was powerless to refute, or dared not.

Because the tone Zhao Yan used at this moment was not ironic, it sounded more like a kendo senior who was ordering his junior.

And that attitude is not full of hostility, but more like the elders are going to take the juniors to take the exam.

This feeling is not only Yang Buguiyou, but also Zhong Jiang, Liang Yan and others on the other side.

Even they themselves believed that they were no longer a friend of life and death in front of Zhao Yan, and Zhao Yan seemed to be an unattainable existence in front of them.

Especially they thought of the shocking scenes that Zhao Yan presented to them just now after he disappeared.

It is said that they killed two hundred people together, but in fact, most of these people were killed by Zhao Yan.

Moreover, they saw that every time Zhao Yan swung his sword, they were shocked.

They believed that even they were powerless to resist when facing Zhao Yan's sword.

A more intuitive manifestation is that the four of them are covered in blood at this moment, while Zhao Yan is spotless and has a white dress that is better than snow.

Yang Bugui was silent for a moment and finally calmed down.

After all, he is a sword cultivator and cannot be lost in Zhao Yan's shadow all the time. If he wants to continue to move forward in swordsmanship or practice, he must overcome this.

"Okay!" Yang Bugui seemed to be cheering up again, and his frightened expression turned serious.

He grabbed the scabbard with his left hand and said that he was putting it on the hilt of the sword. It seemed that something was brewing, but his eyes never left Zhao Yan.

"Shiny..." A faint sword chant sounded in the audience.

To be appropriate, it sounded around Yang Bugui.

It was the sword intention resonating with Yang Bugui's sword, which surprised Zhong Jiang, Liang Yan and others.

"Sword intent is small!?" It was Zhong Jiang who spoke.

At this moment, except for Zhao Yan and Yang Bugui, Zhong Jiang was the strongest person in the scene. He could naturally feel Yang Bugui's sword intent.

"Sword Intent is small? He only realized the sword Intent last year, but this year he has achieved it?" Liang Yan said incredibly.

It is obvious that Yang Bugui's reputation is not only in the main star Yan Shu, but also in the small world of Liang Yan and others, the legend of this swordsman genius is also circulating.

"Genius is genius, and we cannot judge it by common sense." Zhong Jiang sighed at Yang Bugui.

Yes, geniuses are geniuses, and ordinary mediocre people cannot understand the world of geniuses.

Sword cultivators are rare existences in any plane or universe.

Although swords are the mainstream weapons of practitioners in the world of immortal cultivation, there are only a handful of people who can be called sword cultivators.

Most of them choose some sword-shaped weapons with certain attributes, and the purpose is to use attribute weapons to add bonuses to their attacks.

The monk who can definitely be called a sword cultivator should have no attributes, just like the treasure weapon in Zhao Yan's hand.

Only swords without attributes can cultivate a purer sword.

"Brother Zhong Jiang, if you think Yang Bugui is a genius, then what is Brother Zhao?" Liang Yan asked with some confusion.

That's right, if even Yang Bugui can be called a genius, then what is Zhao Yan, who is stronger than Yang Bugui?

Zhong Jiang was speechless.

Because, in his opinion, Zhao Yan's realm is the Great Perfection of the Golden Elixir, and Yang Bugui is in the late stage of the Golden Elixir.

Zhao Yan is obviously older than Yang Bugui. As for how old he is, he is hard to say.

Moreover, he did not see Zhao Yan displaying his sword intent, so he could not tell which one is stronger than Zhao Yan or Yang Bugui.

He didn't know whether his strength could be as good as Zhao Yan if Yang Bugui was given two more years.

What he didn't know was that it took Zhao Yan less than a year to go from zero to the Great Perfection of the Golden Elixir.

But Yang Bugui used it for six years.

Another point is that Yang Bugui started practicing swords since he had entered the practice, while Zhao Yan started practicing swords only a month ago.

If he had known this, he would not have been so entangled.

Zhao Yan did not continue to urge Yang Bugui, he was waiting patiently.

Even though he already knew that a few miles away, eight people were already coming here.

"Is the sword intent small?" Zhao Yan naturally felt Yang Bugui's sword intent.

However, Zhao Yan himself was not ready to display his sword intent because there was no need.

He believed that if he used his Great Perfection-level sword intent, Yang Bugui would probably fall into inferiority and unable to extricate himself.

Genius, especially Yang Bugui, who is invincible to his peers and in the same realm, once he encounters blows and setbacks, he has very few opportunities to stand up again.

What is a genius? A genius is destined to be better than ordinary people and smarter in general, and such people are often more sensitive than ordinary people.

This characteristic gives them a better chance to capture the artistic conception of Tao when they practice and understand a certain Taoist meaning.

This is also the reason why Yang Bugui is better than others.

But at the same time, this sensitive characteristic is the weakness of these geniuses. When they are hit and setback, geniuses are often more likely to sink, that is, they are just stubborn.

If Yang Bugui, who is a small accomplished sword, sees Zhao Yan's Great Perfect sword intent, he will have a great chance of sinking.

Zhao Yan didn't want a genius to sink, so he didn't want to show his sword intent.

"You are the best person I have seen, but I just don't know if you are a sword cultivator!" Yang Bugui finally spoke.

Since Zhao Yan took action, he has not spoken, because the strength shown by Zhao Yan has made him unable to calm down.

It was not until just now that he stabilized his mind again that Zhao Yan did not show his sword intent.

Those who have not realized the sword intent are not qualified to become sword cultivators.

Because sword intent is the prototype of sword intent, without sword intent, you really have no chance of sword intent.

"It's useless to say more, let's take action?" Zhao Yan spoke again.

He didn't want to waste his words because it didn't make sense.

His understanding of swordsmanship far surpassed that of Yang Bugui at this time. Even if he talks too much, he cannot understand it. Therefore, it is best not to say it.

"Okay, then let you see what a real sword cultivator is!" Yang Bugui finished speaking and the sword was pulled out.

"Sharp..."

"Sharp..."

Two sword roars rang out in the field.

In other words, while Yang Bugui set out his sword, there was another person setting out his sword.

This person is naturally Zhao Yan.

However, the scene was very quiet and there was no fierce battle scene.

Why?

Because at this moment, Zhao Yan had already pressed the tip of the sword against Yang Bugui's eyebrows.

"This..." Zhong Jiang was stunned. He didn't know how to speak.

"Brother Zhao is too powerful!" Liang Yan also exclaimed.

"Zhao Beichen, don't be arrogant!" The voice of a middle-aged man came from a distance.
Chapter completed!