Tao Ran did not answer, and did not even pay attention to what the other person was saying. After he walked up to the platform, he looked silently at the sword in his hand, feeling both familiar and unfamiliar.

The familiarity was because he learned swords at the age of ten. After twelve years of the year, he gradually pushed his swordsmanship to the realm of "extremely hiding the mind", which was also the capital for him to traverse the realm of the Yuanqiu in his early years.

But how long has it been since he had achieved the Golden Pill since he was twenty-two years old and had practiced sword control?

Tao Ran felt that his mood was already boiling, and suddenly he got cold. He thought to himself, Tao Ran, Tao Ran, what are you anxious about? His peaceful and calm mind has always been, and his open and cheerful state of mind is not what you are most proud of in your usual way?

Although his current body is not his own, it is valuable because his foundation is good and his natural spiritual bones. His talent in cultivation is far from comparable to his original physical body. As long as he can break the obsession of the original owner before his death, it is not difficult to achieve the integration of water and milk, body and soul. Even further, he condenses the "acquired Taoist fetus" that he had been thinking about before but could not obtain.

Although this world is unfamiliar with him, the prosperity of the Yuanling is far better than the original realm of his "hometown". With his foundation of his Taoism and his accumulation of knowledge, he only needs enough resources, and within only fifteen years or even ten years, this body can be pushed to the Mahayana realm and restored his soul to its original state.

As for the Yuanqiong world, he had already severely damaged the demons before leaving, I thought that these evil young men would choose to lie in for a while before they were in trouble again; and although the inner ghost was at the critical position, the sect had three divisions and five swords cultivated by him, which was enough to shock him; as for the contemporary emperor of the Langya Heavenly Dynasty, although this person was ambitious, his minions and arms had been cut off by him, and it would be difficult to cause disaster for a while; and the "Tiandao Gate" in the south, before they headed north, they had to bypass the two first-class sects of Xuanyuan Holy Mansion and Lingnan Sword Sect.

If you think about it carefully, these worries will take at least twenty years, and they will only explode one by one after another, so you still have time, right?

He Taoran should also have the achievements of his thirty years of being in charge of the Shenxiao Sect, and he should have more confidence in the many rising stars in the sect.

As the saying goes, since ancient times, many heroes have suffered hardships, and they have seen their true colors in the wind and rain. In the past thirty years, the Shenxiao Sect has always been under his wings, so the many disciples and disciples seem to be mediocre. At first glance, they are all Chang Lin Fanjie.

But after he left, there may not be no younger heroes who emerged and shone their own brilliance.

With the accumulation of Shenxiao Sect, what do you have to worry about?

When Tao Ran thought of this, his thoughts gradually calmed down, but at this moment, a sudden explosion occurred on his chest. The fierce momentum made him take seven steps back and almost unsteadily.

Tao Ran immediately came back to his senses and looked in front of him, and found that the cold weapons comprehensive martial arts battle on the stage had actually started. The referee next to him also raised the red flag in his hand: "Heavy strike from the front! Five points!"

And opposite him, the guy named Ikabod Wood was swaying the heavy sword in his hand proudly: "boy, why are you stupid? Are you so stupid that you can't even surrender? Don't blame me, Ikabod has given you a chance."

Tao Ran couldn't help frowning, and held the sword in his hand tightly. He began to concentrate and turned his attention to him. Just as he tried to transport the mind and knew the mind of qi and blood, and to get back the feeling of using the sword decades ago, the referee suddenly waved the black flag in his right hand.

The next moment, there was another dull bang. The dull power caused him to spontaneously open a layer of magic arrays outside his shoulder protective gear. However, the power coming from his shoulder side still made Tao Ran grin and stagger back again on the ring.

This made Tao Ran's eyes faintly exuded anger.

Since his sword control skills reached the realm of extreme hiding thoughts, even if he was as strong as the Nine Heavens Desire Demon Dugu Tianyi, he never dared to be so presumptuous in front of him.

"Step from the side, three-pointer!"

As the referee's announcement rang, Ikabod on the opposite side was very dissatisfied: "Hey, can you stand and don't move? It's obvious that it will be over after two more times? Do you have to get more beaten?"

Tao Ran laughed instead of anger, suppressing the impetuous heart in his heart that he shouldn't have. Then he stood up solemnly, drew a wonderful semicircle in his sword, and finally stopped three feet in front of his knees and pointed diagonally forward.

His divine will also enter a wonderful state as his breath adjusts, with his heart as he is as calm as water and his mind as bright as a mirror.

At this time, William Jacques could no longer bear to see it and covered his eyes with his hands, and he couldn't bear to continue watching.

Until a melodious and gentle, cold female voice rang in his ears: "How is the situation? Does Andre have a chance?"

"Miss, you have also seen that Amo has lost 8 points and he has no room for fight back."

William turned around and found that Louise Linden, the chairman of their club, was indeed standing behind him. His voice contained helplessness: "He seemed to be frightened by Ichabod and could not move. Hell! Heck! He was still playing in the club with me before, and he was still very good at playing."

The girl Louise was looking at the stage, but there was a hint of surprise in her beautiful pupils.

She felt that guy was in a strange state, and his whole body seemed to be completely integrated into this environment, and had become an inseparable part of the world, just like the martial arts realm of "harmony between man and nature" described by the Oriental people.

However, she soon noticed the scoreboard next to her. Louise couldn't help but shake her head, thinking that she must be crazy. Because the blow this time was too heavy and she wanted a miracle to happen, she had such an illusion.

"So William, do you have a chance of winning in that game fifteen minutes later?"

"There is still a little bit. The opponent's strength should be comparable to mine. I have a chance of winning seven and three. But this is useless, my eldest lady."

William spread his hands: "I can only enter the third round at most, and it will be impossible afterwards. But so far, only four people have entered the second round in our club. In the current situation, unless two people can reach the quarterfinals, they can get enough points, but only Miss Louise can do this alone."

"really"

Louise's expression was slightly dark, and just as she was lost, she suddenly saw a ball of fire on the stage explode, and a loud shock sounded, shaking the whole audience like a thunder, causing everyone in the gymnasium to look sideways.

In their attention, Ikabod Wood's body seemed to be hit by a truck, and he flew twenty meters from the ring, and then hit the ground heavily, causing the surrounding audience to scream.

"What's going on?"

"That's Ikabod?"

"It seemed like the armor suddenly exploded just now?"

"Does anyone know what's going on?"

"I didn't understand it. Anyway, the magic array of armor suddenly opened up in full swing, and then exploded, and Ikabod's whole person flew out."

The referees on the stage were also shocked and rushed around Ikabod to look at the situation. Some people hurried to the surveillance room to watch the previous video.

"I was so dizzy, but fortunately my life characteristics are still there, my cervical bone is slightly fractured, and my whole body is contusion."

"The neck component of the armor is not well-known and needs to be inspected by professionals."

"Can you wake him up? Has the healer arrived?"

"It's useless. His current situation is that he can't continue fighting even if he wakes up. The healer cannot cure the moderately above concussion."

"Has the video been retrieved? What the hell is going on?"

"I still can't figure it out. I only saw the armor's protective array spread out and then suddenly exploded. It was speculated that it was the armor problem."

This chaos and busyness lasted for five minutes. Five minutes later, the referee who was in charge of p12 walked back to the stage with a dull expression and raised the red flag in his left hand.

"Given that Ikabod Wood was distraught, Andre Lee Wiltonstein won and entered the second round!"

Tao Ran, who was next to him, immediately raised his eyebrows in dissatisfaction, but he didn't say anything in the end and walked downstairs without saying a word.

William Jacques and Louise Linden below were stunned, and then looked at each other in a flash.

"This is OK? This luck"

William said speechlessly: "Okay, Miss, you are lucky too. Amo has reserved some hope for us. Now, in addition to you, as long as there is one person in our school to enter the top 16, you can get enough points."

Louise smiled weakly, then left the ring numbered p12 with great worries and walked in the other direction.

William looked sideways, with a slight sympathy in his eyes. He knew what the young lady of Linden Academy was worried about. This unexpected victory did indeed reserve some hope for Linden Academy.

But the situation is still very unoptimistic. Except for Elena and John Richardson who were temporarily transferred, no one in the Cold Weapon Club can be confident enough to enter the top 32.

Considering the withdrawal of those two people, it is clear that someone is planning to target Louise Linden, so the situation is even less optimistic.

At this time, Tao Ran had already walked back to him. William immediately laughed and caged his shoulders: "Hey! The lucky guy left, you have really advanced to you. I think I should call you the lucky Andre now? No, it's the lucky Amo!"

Tao Ran looked at him lightly: "You misunderstood, this is not a lucky thing."

William laughed loudly and pounded his chest hard: "Can you beat him away with one sword? OK, buddy, wait for me again. It will be my turn in a few minutes. When I win this game, we will go back together."
Chapter completed!