Jiang Shuyun naturally would not be Wang Shiheng's opponent. She tried her best, but she didn't even reach fifty moves and had to leave regretfully.

I don’t know how this news came out. Many people mistakenly thought that as long as they could support one hundred tricks in Wang Shiheng, they could get Shen Yuanjing’s guidance, so they came to challenge them one after another.

Shen Yuanjing also wanted to see the martial arts of various schools of Baiyu world, but he did not clarify that the outside of the yard has been quite lively these days. Fortunately, most of the people who come here are self-aware and dare not come forward to challenge them unless they have a certain strength. Most of them come to observe.

Wang Shiheng was caught by Shen Yuanjing and had to stand in front. At first, only the two masters at the end of the human list came, but none of them had to survive fifty moves. Then the three people who came became more and more famous, and none of them could surpass a hundred moves.

Only then did everyone realize that something was wrong. Wang Shiheng was only ranked 100th, how could he win so easily? When a master who was only five behind him came to challenge him, he also lost in the 90th move. Only after the onlookers realized that he was not only ranked in the current ranking.

In this way, someone from the 80th sect gave up his reserve and came to challenge him. He had a hard time winning. Shen Yuanjing really pointed his fingers and let the master from Qixia Valley attack for forty-nine moves.

Every seven moves, he attacked from the man's flaws, stretched out his fingers, flicked his wrists, or his forehead, pointing out the flaws in his martial arts. Although this man lost very badly, he got seven tips, so he was naturally convinced.

In addition, the two masters who watched the fun couldn't sit still. They came on stage and received guidance. They left with satisfaction, which made Shen Yuanjing gain a lot of reputation out of thin air and the Wang family also gained a lot of favor.

The last one to appear today was Taoist Xiang Ming, the Zhenwu Sect, who defeated Wang Shiheng in more than 40 moves and said, "The donor Wang has a very strong martial arts foundation. In time, he will definitely be at the top of the people's list. Now the 100 are really low. In my opinion, he should be ranked 72nd."

Jiang Shuyun comes every day, and he never falls. At this moment, he hears beautiful eyes flashing. Xiang Ming is only ranked sixty on the human list, and he seems not qualified to judge the ones ahead, but the Zhenwu Sect he came from is the largest force in the world.

"The Xuanyuan Channel is in the quiet place, and the Baihe takes advantage of the void to the clear direction." The Zhenwu School has gone down from the generation of the Cheng family, and now there are five generations. Master Xiang Ming is the Taoist of the Supreme Elder of the Cheng family, and is ranked among the great master of the Heavenly List. He is recognized as the number one master in the world.

His master is the head of the Zhenwu Sect, and he is the first in the earth list and is intimidating the world. Although his junior brother's vector did not rank first in the human list, he is the youngest among the top thirty, except Shen Yuanjing. In time, who can say that he has no chance to rank first?

With such a master on the side, Xiang Ming's words are naturally very important, and others' eyes when looking at Wang Shiheng become very different.

After saying this, he bowed to Shen Yuanjing and bowed, saying, "Junior Brother Vector once regretted that he could not fight with Mr. Shen, but now I have caught this opportunity. I am quite destined to be together."

Jiang Shuyun's face turned slightly red. She also said this. If it weren't for the fact that it was just a coincidence, she would have thought that the other party was mocking her.

Shen Yuanjing refused to comment and said, "You can take action, let me see the power of the world's number one swordsman." Don't say that he was interested, others widened their eyes and looked over.

Xiang Ming smiled bitterly and said, "Young Master Chen misunderstood. Master Wuji sword technique requires extremely high talent. I can't learn it. I can only use one hand, two sword techniques. Please give me some advice."

Shen Yuanjing was not sorry, nodded and said, "Wuji gave birth to Tai Chi, Tai Chi gave birth to Liangyi. It is not worthwhile to be able to see the sword technique of Liangyi!"

Xiang Ming was shocked, looked at Shen Yuanjing deeply, solemnly untied his sword, pulled the sword and stabbed it. He knew Shen Yuanjing's rules, and he didn't even do temptation. He even had seven swords very quickly and did not stop.

Shen Yuanjing stepped on his feet, and when the sword came, he avoided one by one. Seeing the danger was everywhere, he was very nervous. After using the sixth sword, he suddenly stretched out his finger and pointed to the other side of the sword.

Others frowned and couldn't understand the intention, but saw Xiang Ming's next seventh sword, as if he was throwing himself into the net, and his wrist hit the opponent's finger. His sword move was interrupted and he could not attack.

There was a breath of breath at the scene. Even if I had seen Shen Yuanjing crack other people's tricks several times before, I would not have been so surprised. It was really that the name of the Zhenwu Sect was too loud.

Xiang Ming took two steps back, pondered for a moment, and attacked again, slowing down this time. Shen Yuanjing avoided more calmly, and he also understood that the other party's move was nothing more than to leave time to react to avoid repeating the same mistake.

But in this way, it seems a bit inconsistent, neither the sharpness of the fast sword nor the calmness of the slow sword. When it was the seventh sword, Shen Yuanjing reached out to touch the sword, rubbed a spark from the tip of the sword to the hilt of the sword.

Xiang Mingli understood the problem of tricks in time, but the third round was slower, causing a lot of discussion around him. However, Shen Yuanjing secretly praised: "This man probably has reached a bottleneck in his sword technique. He can't tell which balance is more appropriate for a while. Let me test it."

Since he had agreed to the rules of challenge and Wang Shiheng benefited, he naturally would not go back on his word and should point out some problems with the other party.

When Xiang Ming was slowing down, Shen Yuanjing suddenly became slower. He waited for the opponent's move to come and then reacted. Although he always wiped the sword, it was still time to show that he had seen through the opponent's sword path.

In the fourth round, Xiang Ming was indeed extremely slow. These seven swords had a little bit of Tai Chi sword technique to take action later. Shen Yuanjing did the opposite, attacked first and intercepted in advance, so that the opponent could only use half of each sword.

At this time, Xiang Ming didn't know the difference between the two, and he sighed in his heart: "This person is a year younger than Junior Brother Vector, but his martial arts are much better. The junior brother worked hard to suppress his realm and wanted to make a big splash and rushed to the top of the human list. I'm afraid the biggest obstacle is this one."

His next two rounds of sword skills gradually became faster. Although Shen Yuanjing easily found the flaws, the sword's momentum was much smoother. In the last round, the seven swords suddenly accelerated, and it was even one point faster than the first round. It seemed that this was his real strength.

Shen Yuanjing was like in the first round, and his moves passed by the tip of the sword. It seemed almost impossible, but in fact there was nothing wrong. Everyone held their breath and were waiting for the last sword to see how he wanted to crack it.

I saw Xiang Ming start from the fourth sword, each sword speeding up a little more, and in the blink of an eye, the seventh sword came. This sword was almost at its peak, like a flying rainbow that came across the sky, instantly slashing straight into the other party’s chest.

Shen Yuanjing seemed to have no idea how to crack it, and he retreated along the sword force. Xiang Ming's long sword followed steadily, as if he was about to pierce his chest.

Someone in the crowd couldn't help but exclaim. Wang Shiheng put his hands on the sword. Shen Yuanjing suddenly stopped and stopped in place. The long sword seemed to have been practiced, and it also fell less than half an inch in his chest and did not stab it.

"Oh!" Jiang Shuyun couldn't help but sigh, regretting Shen Yuanjing's defeat. Others were talking about it, and even said happily in secret: "It's embarrassing to make you so arrogant now."
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