I Changed My Profession And Became A Concept God, Shocking The World With One Knife

Everyone followed the great elder of Nanli Sword Sect all the way to the sword discussion platform on the main peak.

Tables and chairs have been arranged around the sword discussion platform.

Of course, not everyone can sit on it.

The people who come this time are divided into contestants and spectators.

Among the spectators, those who can sit at the tables and chairs closest to the Sword Forum are all powerful men in the Southern Territory, either the sect master or the Holy Land Holy Master.

In the second row from the back are the elders of the sect, the strongest casual cultivators in the Southern Region.

The third row is composed of junior representatives of a major force.

As for the others, they basically had to stand back and watch the game.

Su Ren sat in the third row with Miss Peach Blossom. As for Ning Feiyu, he ran to register for the competition.

Miss Peach Blossom was a little surprised to see Ning Feiyu actually sign up.

But now she didn't believe Su Ren at all, so she didn't ask or say anything.

After the two of them took their seats, two young men also came and sat next to them.

"Eh? Peach Blossom Fairy, I didn't expect to meet you here!"

"I have admired you for a long time. I have listened to every song of yours over and over again."

After the two people saw the peach blossom girl, they were very surprised.

Taohua turned her head and glanced at the two of them, but said nothing.

Upon seeing this, the young man hurriedly introduced himself:

"Peach Blossom Fairy, I am the Holy Son of Cangyu Sect, and this person next to me is my junior brother."

After saying that, he didn't forget to show a smile that he thought was charming.

Taohua just nodded slightly, with no intention of talking to him at all.

The Holy Son of Cangyu Sect was embarrassed and a little embarrassed. He couldn't help but look at Su Ren next to Taohua.

He saw that Su Ren was unfamiliar and he was not very old, so he wanted to find some face from Su Ren.

"Don't you know the name of this fellow Taoist?"

Su Ren didn't even look at him, he just stared at the two vacant seats in the first row.

Those two positions are reserved for the two people who walk in the world of Wuqing Jue Palace.

Every year, Qingqing Jue Palace sends some people to walk around the world to refine their hearts.

These people are said to walk the world without mercy.

No matter what sect or sect they belong to in the Heavenly Realm, they must receive these human beings with the highest etiquette.

The Wuqingjue Palace is so powerful that no one except the Wandao Immortal Palace dares not to give them face.

The Nanli Sword Sect also heard that the two were walking in the Southern Territory, so they specially ordered people to invite them.

It's an honor that they agreed to come and watch the game.

The Holy Son of Cangyu Sect was frustrated again and couldn't help but feel a little angry.

He, the majestic saint son of Cangyu Sect, was actually ignored.

Although Cangyu Sect is not a top sect, it is not a small sect either.

Su Ren's behavior made him extremely unhappy. If this was not the Nanli Sword Sect, he would have taught Su Ren a lesson.

"Hmph, wait for me!"

"I can't offend the Peach Blossom Fairy, but I can't do anything to you?"

At this time, the registration for the contestants participating in the Sword Discussion Conference has been completed.

The Nanli Sword Sect was divided into two groups based on their realm.

The group with the highest level will compete last, and ten people from the remaining group will be selected to advance to the group with the highest level.

The competition is randomly drawn and takes the form of heads-up on the stage. If you lose, you will be eliminated.

At this time, Ning Feiyu was mixed with the group of people with lower strength. Seeing Su Ren and the other two, he couldn't help but compare happily.

Su Ren really couldn't understand that he, a holy son of the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Palace, would just participate in this competition.

Damn, you are still in a group with low strength.

Are you embarrassed?

And he looked very happy.

"Mr. Su, do you think Mr. Ning can win from their group?"

Taohua turned her head and asked Su Ren.

"Him? Yes."

Su Ren didn't care at all whether Ning Feiyu could advance. Even if he didn't know swordsmanship, he could easily crush these people with his own strength.

The conversation between the two made the Holy Son of Cangyu Sect gnash his teeth in hatred.

The Peach Blossom Fairy, whom he had admired for a long time, actually took the initiative to talk to that boy.

And the boy looked a little impatient.

"Fuck! Don't let me catch you at the bottom of the mountain!"

Holy Son Cangyu howled angrily in his heart.

At this time, the great elder of Nanli Sword Sect walked onto the sword discussion stage, looked at the crowd and said:

"Thank you all for coming to our Nanli Sword Sect to participate in this sword discussion conference."

"The sect master is still in seclusion and cannot come out for the time being. I hope you will understand."

"You all already know the rules of this sword discussion conference, so I won't go into details."

"Next, please invite the contestants who drew numbers one and two to come on stage!"

In fact, no one is interested in watching the matches of this lower-strength group.

Everyone knows these people are just here to make up the numbers.

Even if you barely make it to the stronger group, it's just a stepping stone for others.

The competition started soon. Two monks holding long swords each stood on one side of the sword discussion platform. After saluting each other, the competition began.

Because it is a sword fight, the intensity of this competition is more exciting than other competitions.

What swordsmanship pays attention to is a sharp and extreme offensive.

There are basically no defensive moves on either side.

Every move and every move is an ultimate attack.

On the sword discussion stage, sword lights were radiating, and soon one person was defeated.

The second group came on stage, and Ning Feiyu happened to be among them.

However, as Ning Feiyu came on stage, there were discussions and even jeers in the audience.

"Hahaha, what's going on with this guy? Are you sure he's a sword cultivator?"

"His sword couldn't have been purchased from a mortal, right? It has no spirituality at all."

"Hahaha, forget it if you don't have spirituality, and you haven't even started yet. I'm laughing so hard."

Holy Son Cangyu even laughed loudly. He had long seen that Ning Feiyu and Su Ren knew each other.

That's why I laughed so loudly on purpose.

Even Ning Feiyu on the stage heard his ridicule.

Ning Feiyu glanced at Holy Son Cangyu fiercely. When Su Ren saw this scene, he couldn't help but shake his head.

This Holy Son of Cangyu dared to laugh at Ning Feiyu. He would know the consequences of being targeted by Ning Feiyu later.

Ning Feiyu's opponent was also speechless at this time.

"Fellow Taoist, do you really plan to fight me with this sword?"

"What's wrong? Isn't it possible? I think it's pretty good. I don't like killing, so I use this unopened sword of kindness to fight you. Is it reasonable?"

"In that case, fellow Taoist, please!"

"Hehe, be careful then!"

When Ning Feiyu finished speaking, the edgeless sword in his hand had already been slashed out.

That's right, his sword is not for stabbing, but for cutting.

Everyone in the audience was speechless. How come anyone dares to call themselves a swordsman in this day and age?

As soon as everyone looked at Ning Feiyu, they knew that he didn't know how to use a sword. The key was that he still had the face to stand on stage.

At this time, Holy Son Cangyu laughed even louder.

But the next second, Saint Son Cangyu’s laughter stopped abruptly.

The man who was fighting against Ning Feiyu was knocked away without even catching a single move.

This scene immediately shocked everyone in the audience.

"Although this kid doesn't know how to use a sword, his cultivation level is definitely not low. At least his power is amazing!"

A Holy Land Lord commented.

"A heavy sword has no edge, and great skill has no workmanship!"

Another sect leader nodded.

"He can use an ordinary sword to exert such power without breaking, and his use of power is also extremely good!"

With just one strike of his sword, Ning Feiyu made everyone cancel their bad opinions about him.

Su Ren just glanced at the sword discussion platform and stopped looking. Instead, he looked at the two vacant seats in the first row.

"The game has started, why doesn't this ruthless person come?"