Sign in for a Hundred Years, I Will Become a Peerless Sword Immortal

The second floor of Sword Intent Peak!

Today, there are huge crowds of people, almost all the disciples of the sect's inner sword art have come here.

Junior Martial Uncle Meng Feifan honed his sword intent and launched a challenge in the arena. His disciples all came to watch, eager to try and fight with Junior Martial Uncle.

Meng Fan stood on the stone platform, holding a black iron sword in his hand, and his white clothes fluttered, waiting quietly for someone to come up to challenge him.

In Sword Intent Peak, everyone uses the same sword.

The challenge in the arena is when someone feels that his sword intent is mature, he can take the initiative to initiate it. As long as he wins a hundred games in a row in the arena, he can enter the third floor.

Meng Fan came here just for a ticket to the third floor.

"Young master uncle only comprehended the sword intent, so he dared to come here to challenge."

"Aren't you too proud!"

"Challenges in the arena are generally only dared to initiate by those who have reached the seventh level of Sword Intent. Little Master Uncle, at the first level of Sword Intent, where does he have the confidence?"

"Don't say that, yesterday I watched the sword intent left by my junior uncle on the first floor, which is stronger than many people at the seventh level of sword intent. I think my junior uncle will definitely win."

"Look, Xu Xiao is going up!"

"Hey, Xu Xiao won seventy-seven matches in a row in the last challenge to the ring. He has already reached the eighth level of Sword Intent. He is the first to go on stage, he wants to embarrass the little uncle."

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"Disciple Xu Xiao, please teach me!"

"Well, come on!"

Meng Fan nodded, and the Xuantie sword held a sword flower in his hand, and the Hunyuan sword intent was condensed on the sword.

For this challenge, Meng Fan only used the Hunyuan Sword Technique, and practiced the Hunyuan Sword Intent in the battle.

Xu Xiao was excited in his heart, and the hand holding the sword was unconsciously exerting force. The little martial uncle is now the number one genius of Jianzong. If he defeats the little martial uncle, he will definitely become famous.

"Little Master Uncle, you are still too proud. This time I will show you the gap between the first level of sword intent and the eighth level." Xu Xiao secretly thought that he has enough confidence in himself. He and Shengzi are disciples of the same generation. Even the Holy Son would not dare to go beyond the seven realms to fight him, not to mention that he has honed in the Sword Art Realm for more than 30 years.

"Wind Chanting Sword Art!"

As soon as Xu Xiao came, he used his strongest swordsmanship, trying to defeat Meng Fan cleanly.

The cyan sword energy slashed towards Meng Fan like a wind blade.

"Guiyuan Slash!" Meng Fan used the sword technique in the Hunyuan Sword Classic, collided head-on, condensed the Hunyuan sword intent into one point, and slashed out in the middle.

"break!"

Xu Xiao's sword energy was broken by a sword.

Without hesitation, Meng Fan immediately returned to Yuanyuan with seven consecutive slashes, aiming at one point. Xu Xiao's sword intent erupted and hurriedly resisted, but still not as fast as Meng Fan's sword. If Meng Fan didn't keep his hand, he had already been divided into two halves.

"Your sword is too impetuous and needs precipitation." Meng Fan commented lightly.

At this time Xu Xiao had already landed on the stone platform, his breathing was disordered, and he looked at his wound in disbelief.

How could it be possible, the sword intent was obviously not strong, but the explosion was so fierce...Xu Xiao was shocked in his heart, and still didn't understand the gap between himself and the little uncle.

"Why did Xu Xiao lose? He deliberately let the little uncle do it."

"Little uncle needs him to let you? It's because you don't have enough realm to understand."

"Little Martial Uncle swung his sword too fast just now, he swung the same move three times in an instant."

"Obviously five times, what kind of eyes do you have?"

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"Next!" Meng Fan shouted!

The people who came to the stage were not very active, and it took a long time for one to go up.

Those who came to the stage first had the same heart as Xu Xiao, with too much ambition for fame and fortune, and they wanted to step on others to get ahead if they had some skills.

They were all defeated by Meng Fan within ten moves.

Every time he defeated someone, Meng Fan would point out the shortcomings of his swordsmanship.

At the same time, Meng Fan also checked himself from them to see if he had these shortcomings.

Taking people as mirrors,

You can understand the gains and losses!

Meng Fan's advice hits the nail on the head, and he never makes mistakes. Under the Heavenly Eye of Sword Dao, he can even guide sword masters and sword masters who are of a higher level than him.

Not to mention just instructing the disciples of these sword artistic conceptions.

After Xu Xiao was defeated and stepped down, he refused to accept it at first. He felt that his qualifications were older than Meng Fan's, so he dismissed Meng Fan's advice.

But with Meng Fan's successive victories and guidance, Xu Xiao felt that the shortcomings of others pointed out by Meng Fan made sense, and in his understanding, those people had such problems.

At this time, Xu Xiao began to reflect on himself.

"For so many years, I have cared too much about my reputation. I really didn't settle down to practice hard. The sword intent reflects a person's sword quality. The little master said that there is nothing wrong with my impetuousness." Xu Xiao blamed himself and regretted it. For the sake of fame, he wasted Too much precious practice time wasted.

Looking at the little martial uncle on the stage again, Xu Xiao's eyes have become extremely respectful... The little martial uncle is the real swordsman.

In the blink of an eye, Meng Fan had won twenty-seven consecutive victories.

It stands to reason that the higher the winning streak, the fewer people will be on stage.

But now more and more disciples are challenged on stage, one after another is scrambling to be on the stage.

After watching Meng Fan's 27-match winning streak, they no longer cared about winning or losing, and they didn't even have the confidence to defeat Meng Fan.

On stage, just to get advice.

Gradually, people changed from challenging the little martial uncle to accepting the little martial uncle's advice.

After a while, Meng Fan achieved a 100-match winning streak.

"Little uncle, you have fought a hundred times, and you are qualified to enter the third floor!" The elder responsible for recording on the second floor said loudly.

Meng Fan nodded and prepared to walk down the stone platform.

At this time, another disciple jumped onto the stage.

"Little Martial Uncle, it's my turn, give me another lesson, I've been trapped in the Ninth Level of Sword Intent for ten years." He looked at Meng Fan imploringly.

"Little uncle, it's still early today, so you can guide us for a while."

"I beg you, little uncle!"

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Meng Fan took a look and realized that there was already a long line in the audience.

There were too many people who challenged before, so the elder in charge of registration said,

"Those who want to challenge line up and come one by one."

So it caused the current situation.

Meng Fan looked at the elder who was in charge of recording, and the elder said with a smile, "Uncle, it depends on your wishes."

It was rare for him to be happy today. It had been a long time since such a grand event had occurred in Sword Intent Peak.

If it weren't for the fact that he was an elder, he would have wanted to go up and challenge the junior martial uncle. After watching a hundred games, he found that the junior martial uncle took every challenge very seriously, no matter how weak the opponent was.

And the little master uncle sincerely instructed every disciple, with straightforward words and easy-going attitude.

This is a kind of noble personality charm, which makes people believe in him unconsciously!

Meng Fan looked at the disciples lining up one by one below, their eyes were full of sincere anticipation.

It's only halfway through the morning, it's still early!

"Then continue!" Meng Fan said calmly.

He himself hadn't enjoyed fighting yet.

"Thank you, little uncle!"

All the disciples said in unison.

The challenge continues!

One by one up, down!

"Little uncle, I understand!"

"Thank you little uncle, it turns out that my kendo went in the wrong direction."

"Little Master Uncle is really a god and a man, one word awakened the dreamer, I understand how to practice sword."

"I'm going to retreat when I go back, thank you little uncle!"

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The disciples who were taught by Meng Fan bowed deeply to Meng Fan in the audience.

This time they really worshiped the little uncle.

In the past, it was due to the seniority of the teacher and the verbal title, but now they recognize this uncle from the bottom of their hearts.

There is no priority in learning, and those who have achieved it come first!

Although the little martial uncle started late and was younger than them, his swordsmanship was ahead.

During the entrance examination of the Immortal Ascension Conference, Meng Fan had conquered the disciples of the same generation with his outstanding talent performance, and now Meng Fan has conquered these unruly old disciples with his strength and charisma.

Kunlun Junior Martial Uncle, starting today, has completely become a respectful title.

Because he can afford the word "teacher"!