On the high platform, the gun comes and the sword returns.

Yi Ming's gun technique is very simple. Under Zhuo Yunxian's guidance, he only practices one move every day, which is to pierce the spike. Every assassination contains extremely strong spiritual will. Even a master like Wang Xing dares not stand it.

"This kid is so difficult! He is obviously only in the middle stage of the Shuangqiao Realm, and his foundation is so solid that he can fight beyond the level."

Wang Xing was secretly angry and almost capsized in the gutter. After a fight, he went from careless to giving all his strength, and finally had to take out his magic weapon.

“Photo!”

As Wang Xing sacrificed the Soul-Splitting Pearl, Yi Ming was exposed to cold light and his body paused significantly, his eyes were slightly lost, as if his soul was shocked.

But just as Wang Xing was about to take Yi Ming in one fell swoop, the other party suddenly woke up, and the spear roared out like a dragon!

"Peng!"

The immortal aura was shattered, and the tip of the spear was steadily stopped at Wang Xing's throat.

"This...how is this possible!?"

Wang Xingtou was sweating coldly, his eyes full of incredible expressions.

The surroundings suddenly became quiet, and many people who watched the competition also found it incredible. They defeated the strong with weak and fought over the top, and looking at the three major immortal sects, they could be considered geniuses.

In the end, the judge came to power and directly determined that Yi Ming was born.

"I won! I really won!"

Yi Ming stood there with his gun and stood there. Even he couldn't believe that he would win. He wanted to do his best, but he wouldn't regret losing. He never expected that he would turn the tables against the wind in the end.

However, Yi Ming was quite self-aware. He was very glad that the other party was a casual cultivator and had no defense, otherwise he would have no chance to turn the tables.

Moreover, fighting is not a fight, and Wang Xing cannot use many extreme methods, so Yi Ming took advantage.

...

"Senior, I've given up."

After Yi Ming bowed, he jumped off the platform happily and ran to Zhuo Yunxian, his face full of joy.

"Sir, I won, really win."

"good."

Yi Ming had long been accustomed to Zhuo Yunxian's coldness, and it did not affect his gratitude to Zhuo Yunxian at all.

"Thank you for your teaching."

Yi Ming bowed respectfully, not caring about the strange gazes around him.

In fact, Zhuo Yunxian was also happy for Yi Ming's victory, but he didn't want to show it. He saw in Yi Ming that many people do not have, that is sincerity and persistence.

Only by having such qualities can Yi Ming go further on the road of cultivating immortals.

...

The Nine Sword Immortal Sect also noticed the competition just now.

Gu Jiange smiled faintly: "That little guy is very good. I remember his name is Yiming?"

Ye Jianqiu responded: "Yes, he is a disciple of Tianyuan Sect of Tianhe County... Speaking of which, Tianyuan Sect has really produced some talents. Not to mention Zhuo Yunxian's strength, a few days ago, there were a group of new disciples, one of whom was a woman named Su Mulian was also from Tianyuan Sect."

Gu Jiange nodded slightly and said, "Oh? It seems that Tianyuan Sect has good luck. You can appropriately tilt some resources. My junior brother will help me record this."

"Jianqiu has recorded it."

Ye Jianqiu nodded and shook his head again: "It's a pity that this little guy uses a gun, otherwise..."

Ju Zhijing suddenly spoke, "So what if you use a gun? The ancestor Lei Emperor once also used a gun, and killed people with evil ways and were frightened."

Gu Jiange also echoed: "Junior sister is right. As long as the mental will reaches a certain level, a gun is a sword, and a sword is also a gun, and there is no big difference... The boy's stab just now had three points of will. If he could persist, it would be impossible to condense the gun's will."

Ju Zhijing said lightly: "You can consider inviting this person to join the sect and give him a place in the Burial Sword Valley."

Ye Jianqiu's face changed slightly: "But he is only in the realm of a double bridge?"

Ju Zhijing couldn't deny it, "He defeated the master of life-threatening."

"good."

Gu Jiange did not object, but Ye Jianqiu was a little surprised.

The Burial Sword Valley is the inheritance place of the Nine Sword Immortal Sect, and even many core disciples are not qualified to enter. Ju Zhijing directly asked for a place for Yi Ming, which shows that she attaches great importance to Yi Ming.

...

As the saying goes, the speaker has no intention, and the listener has intention.

Su Mulian stood not far away. When she heard the conversation between the three sect leaders, her body was a little stiff, she bit her lips tightly, and she was envious, jealous and regretful. She suddenly realized that she might have missed something very, very important, and that should have been her own opportunity.

...

After a while, it was Zhuo Yunxian's turn to come on the field. His opponent was a casual cultivator in the middle realm of the Life Occurrence, named Lu Yuantong, and his strength was still above Wang Xing.

Seeing that Zhuo Yunxian was only at the Shuangqiao Realm's cultivation level, Lu Yuantong secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Boy, you..."

The words came to an abrupt end, and Lu Yuantong's eyes were filled with horror!

Zhuo Yunxian didn't say anything, but disappeared directly from the spot... When he reappeared, he was already standing in front of Lu Yuantong, and the tip of the sword pressed against the other party's throat.

What a fast speed! What a fast sword!

"Defeated!? I actually lost!?"

Lu Yuantong opened his mouth and wanted to speak but stopped. He didn't see Zhuo Yunxian's actions clearly, and he didn't even know how he failed.

The scene became quiet inexplicably, making people feel a little creepy.

"You...snatch?!"

Lu Yuantong wanted to find an excuse for himself to fail, but Zhuo Yunxian was unmoved at all.

"Judge, did I win?"

Hearing Zhuo Yunxian's inquiry, the judge who was standing beside him came to his senses.

"No...yes...Tianyuan Sect, Zhuo Yunxiansheng!"

With the announcement of the judgment, Zhuo Yunxian took away his sword, and everything was so quiet and untainted.

...

"Sect Master, have you seen it clearly? That sword just now?"

Ye Jianqiu asked Gu Jiange in a daze, but the latter did not answer, but fell into silence.

Ju Zhijing spoke, "The sword just now was purely speed, and it was extremely fast. In terms of swordsmanship, the senior brother should not be able to block this sword."

"What!?"

Ye Jianqiu's face changed drastically, and his eyes were filled with horror.

Gu Jiange did not refute, but just had a deep brow.

...

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Another day, the second round of competition began, and Zhuo Yunxian and Yi Ming entered the top 100 at the same time.

The top 100 battles are scored in a round-robin competition.

Yi Ming seemed to have a bad luck. He met Fangshan County's first life expert in the first game, and finally lost without any suspense.

In the following round-robin round, Yi Ming also failed in one game and lost in every battle.

But there was no ridicule, and no one underestimated Yi Ming, because he was the only disciple of the Shuangqiao Realm who entered the top 100.

Of course, Zhuo Yunxian is not included, because no one regards him as a Shuangqiao monk.

Compared to Yi Ming's miserable defeat, Zhuo Yunxian's competition went much smoother, and his enemy was at the highest level of seven orifices. Therefore, he passed the hurdles and killed the generals, and no one was his enemy with one sword.

In the end, Zhuo Yunxian won every battle and became the number one in the Immortal Sect without any controversy.

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Chapter completed!