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  Chapter 101: Testing the Sword

  Li Sha's swordsmanship was also renowned in the outer sect, and he directly swung out a gust of wind blades, transforming into an illusory shadow that welcomed Wu Jiao's scarlet red sword.

  The two of them went all out, and in an instant they were engaged in a fierce battle. The crowd of disciples watched with bated breath, repeatedly exclaiming in surprise, sighing that they themselves would never be able to become so strong!

  Wu Jiao and Li Sha's strength were evenly matched, making it difficult to distinguish between them for a while. Unfortunately, Wu Jiao was the original body of a demon beast, possessing the Bewildering Eyes. At the critical moment, she used her ultimate killing technique!

  As expected, in the heat of battle, Li Xiao's attention was focused on defending against the swordsmanship, and Yu Jiao's eyes suddenly changed, turning into a blood-red color, which was terrifying.

  Li Sha's eyes met hers for an instant, and he felt as if struck by lightning, his whole body numb, as if detached from the world. When he came to, her slender feet were already planted on his chest.

  With a loud thud, Li Sha's body flew out and fell under the stage, defeated!

  "This demoness's enchanting eyes technique is indeed unstoppable!" Li Xiao obviously knew Wu Jiao's secret skill, but still couldn't defend against it and could only admit defeat.

  "The winner, no mercy!" Chen Changsheng said expressionlessly, "Next one!"

  It turned out that no one moved, Lin Yi was too lazy to go up, he didn't care about the ranking battle at all, and Feng Lezheng and He Yiming naturally had some reservations about Wu Jiao.

  A proud smile appeared on her face, charming and captivating, "Could it be that I've already taken first place?"

  "I'm here!" Feng Le Zheng gritted his teeth and leaped onto the stage, exuding a fierce aura.

  Everyone held their breath.

  Unfortunately, Feng Lezheng's swordsmanship was slightly inferior to Li Sha's, and he ultimately lost to Wu Jiao Sword without even using his secret technique.

  "It's my turn!" He Yiming furrowed his brow, but had no choice but to go on stage to battle Wu Jiao, although he wasn't confident.

  He Yiming's swordsmanship was actually a knife, although the weapons were different, but the understanding of the "way" was essentially the same. Whether it was the momentum of the sword, the momentum of the knife or the momentum of the fist, its essence was all "momentum", one through all.

  Lin Yi has now grasped the momentum of the sword and can naturally use his fist technique to unleash the power of "momentum".

  He Yi Ming used a knife, but his skills were actually those of a sword, extremely overbearing.

  It's also somewhat difficult for Wu Jiao to cope with, and under He Yimeng's fierce offensive, he retreated one after another.

  But this situation didn't last long, as Wu Jiao seized the opportunity to counterattack He Yiming, ultimately opening his enchanting eyes and defeating He Yiming.

  Everyone was in an uproar, their eyes all turned to Lin Yi, this ruthless person who had yet to make a move and challenge anyone. Even Wu Jiao herself knew that if Lin Yi went on stage, she would directly admit defeat!

  "Is there still anyone who will challenge?" Chen Changsheng asked coldly. Seeing that Lin Yi didn't move, he directly declared: "It seems no one is left, the first place in this ranking war is Wu Jiao!"

  Everyone was stunned, and that ruthless person actually gave up his qualification for competing for the first place?

  Meng Hao's gaze turned over, his eyes filled with disdain, he thought Lin Yi was definitely afraid, didn't even have the courage to go on stage and challenge him, "What a coward!"

  "Next, let's continue with the ranking match!"

  This ranked second place, naturally born in Li Sha Sanren, the following comparison is not big, everyone's enthusiasm retreated, all waiting for the final result announcement.

  Second place, Li Sha.

  Third place, He Yiming.

  Fourth place, Feng Yuezheng.

  Lin Yi didn't even make it to the finals in one of the challenges and naturally ended up in fifth place.

  "This kind of coward actually wants to enter the inner circle, what a joke!" Meng Hao sneered, having already made up his mind not to give this person a chance to enter the inner circle.

  Meng Hao naturally has this qualification.

  Because he is a disciple of Try Sword.

  The third assessment is for the next five people in ranking, who will fight against Meng Hao one by one. As a cultivator at the peak of the Refining Realm, Meng Hao will test their true abilities and prevent any disciples from cheating on purpose.

  So, in the end, the person who finally secured a spot in the national team was Meng Hao.

  Meng Hao had already stepped onto the dueling platform, holding a wooden sword in his hand. He nodded at Wu Jiao and said, "Come on up!"

  "Yes, senior brother!" The delicate and charming figure fell onto the dueling stage, stirring up the crowd that had been quiet for a long time. It didn't matter if the duel was exciting or not, just seeing this red-clad beauty was enough.

  The sword body shook, and the crimson sword in his hand flew out directly, bursting to the limit speed in an instant, colliding with Meng Hao's wooden sword.

  Although it was a wooden sword, Meng Hao's cultivation and swordsmanship far surpassed Wu Jiao's, so he naturally had no difficulty in dealing with him. After several effortless parries, he suddenly drew his sword and stabbed at Wu Jiao's shoulder.

  Wu Jiao didn't retreat, and in an instant, she made the fastest reaction, wanting to use her Chi Hong sword to sweep away her opponent's sword. Unfortunately, Meng Hao's sword was too fast, and it directly stabbed into Wu Jiao's shoulder.

  "Ah...!" Yu Jiao's body trembled, the wooden sword was painful enough to make her sweat, her enchanting face twisted slightly, "Thanks, senior brother... spare my life!"

  "Not bad, get out!" Meng Hao said coldly.

  Next, Li Xue takes the stage.

  Three Swords!

  Meng Hao easily blocked it, "Not bad strength, but too slow, barely passable!" As soon as he finished speaking, his sword shook and Li Xiao was shocked into continuous retreat, falling off the testing platform, still saying: "Thank you, senior brother, for your guidance!"

  He Yi Ming nervously jumped onto the dueling platform, his hands clasped together, "Please instruct me, senior brother!" As he spoke, his Overbearing Saber flashed out repeatedly, releasing a majestic aura that seemed to swallow mountains and rivers. One slash followed another, striking towards Meng Hao.

  Unexpectedly, as soon as he approached Meng Hao, Meng Hao slightly furrowed his brow and with a swift slash of the wooden sword in his hand, directly sent He Yiming flying out, causing the Overlord Saber to fall from his grasp.

  "Nothing but a shell, completely lawless, trash!" Meng Hao gave the harshest evaluation, clearly looking down on He Yiming's knife skills.

  He Yi Meng was stunned and left in dejection, not daring to refute Meng Hao's judgment.

  Feng Lezheng furrowed his brow, knowing he was probably in danger too. He steeled himself and jumped onto the stage, "Please..."

  "Get out of here!" Meng Hao shook his head and said calmly, directly sentencing Feng Lezheng to death without lifting a finger.

  Feng Le Zheng was taken aback, he had worked hard for a year and didn't expect to get this result. His face turned red with anger, "Senior brother, you haven't even tried my sword, how do you know I'm not qualified?!"

  Meng Hao sneered coldly, "The sword technique I tried out during last year's assessment, just now watching him fight with others, he has made absolutely no progress, it's simply a waste of my time!"

  Feng Le Zheng gritted his teeth, "I..."

  "I refuse!" Feng Lezheng suddenly shouted loudly, his sword flashing out of his hand, slashing towards Meng Hao with a fierce killing intent in his eyes.

  Meng Hao's eyes turned cold, "Looking for death!"

  The wooden sword shook, and directly stabbed out. Meng Hao's strength was so strong that the wooden sword instantly broke through Feng Lezheng's attack and heavily slapped Feng Lezheng's chest.

  "Pffft......" Feng Lezheng violently spat out a mouthful of blood, his body crashing down to the ground below the dueling platform, a pitiful sight.

  "There's next time, just forget it, get out!" Meng Hao was visibly angry.

  Everyone looked at each other in dismay, shaking their heads. "This Feng Lezheng is really looking for death! From now on, he's probably lost his chance to enter the inner circle!"

  "Alas, if I fail this time, I'll just keep working hard and try again next year. How dare you defy the Trial Sword Master? You're asking for death!"

  Others don't understand the pain of Feng Le's hard work for a year being negated by Meng Hao with just one word!

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