Chapter 182 Past

The sun is shining brightly and cloudless. In such a rare good weather, the two new sword-matching activities of the infinite sword school began.

Of course, unlike the original work, this is after all a plot task in the Martial Soul World, so this time there is a lot more new content in the sword activity, and the duration has been extended from the original day to three days.

Among them, in the first two days, there was a competition between players. Even on the first day, only those players who have not joined any sect came out. As long as they get a certain number of consecutive wins on the ring, they can get the entry qualification of the infinite swordsman faction, and even their performance is particularly sudden. Players who come out can also "climb to the sky in one step" and directly get the quota of inner disciples!

The next day's test is that the player disciples of the two sects appear in the battle. After winning, they can naturally get a considerable number of sect rewards. In the end of the day, they can get the top three players and get a chance to challenge NPC disciples. On the third day, it is the time for those NPC disciples like dragon sets in the original work to appear. And Duan Yu, Zhong Ling and other plot characters will only appear at that time...

On the high ring, two low-level players are fighting in a group. Frequent collisions of swords, exclamation and strange screams from time to time are mixed together, which seems to be very fierce. However, next to the ring, on a temporary stand, Mei Xiang, who was sitting and watching the battle, sighed boredly, turned her head and asked Wang Yun, who was watching with interest next to him, "by the way, where is Luo Wufeng? Why didn't you see his figure?"

She was holding her little fist, afraid that the world would not be chaotic and cheered for the little girl on the player on the stage who had shown a little decline. She answered, "Oh, he, he went out early in the morning, and even the shopkeeper didn't know where he was going!" What's the matter, sister, are you looking for him? What's the matter?

"No, no! I didn't look for him!" Mei Xiang's disguised emphasis had a counterproductive effect. Wang Yun suddenly blinked her eyes, turned her head, stared at Mei Xiang's eyes, and asked in a prank-like elongated voice, "Really? Sister, are you really not looking for him? Mei Xiang stretched out her hand angrily and pushed the little girl's head back, "Really, really! Look at your bustle. Don't be weird here!"

"Oh, I know, sister, you really didn't specifically look for Luo Wufeng!" Although the little girl didn't turn her head again, her face showed a thoughtful look: 'No, there is definitely a problem! It seems that after going back, I have to find a way to get a good talk from the wooden man...'

"Sneeze!" I have to say that a guy who is secretly muttered as a wooden man, his psychic ability is still very good. Almost when the little girl was nagging about him, Luo Yuchen sneezed for nothing, and then he woke up from the previous inexplicable state of distraction.

"This place is still the same, and it still looks so deserted. I haven't seen anyone for most of the day, and it hasn't changed at all!" Looking around a little, Luo Yuchen suddenly closed his eyes and strode on the rugged top of the mountain!

"Fifteen steps, bow your head!" As soon as he lowered his head, as expected, a gust of wind swept over his head, and he happened to see Luo Yuchen's figure drilling under a branch parallel to the ground! Another 27 steps, sideways, turn left!" Luo Yuchen's figure passed by with a raised solid stone! One hundred and nine steps, okay, stop!" Stop, and the whole nail is generally fixed on the ground: "It seems that my kung fu has not regressed, haha..."

Opening my eyes, what is in front of me is already a steep cliff. Even if I look down with enough eyes, the crowding test ring of the infinite swordsman is just under the eyelids. However, the ring of more than ten feet of squares now seems to be the size of a piece of tofu, and those bustling The hustle and hustle and hustle of the players are only the size of ants!

"Hung!" Standing in the place where he would fall off the cliff in the first half of the steps, Luo Yuchen suddenly pulled out his long sword, and then began to draw against the sharp mountain wind. This time, he did not choose any set of swordsmanship, but began to meticulously practice the basic swordsmanship that had not been specially practiced for a long time! Point, thorn, wipe, cut..., repeated again and even close to the mechanical practice, Luo Yuchen's mind was scattered little by little, as if he had returned to his previous life, the days of sweating like rain...

Yes, in his previous life, Luo Yuchen did not qualify for the internal test, so it was also a game that entered after the full opening of Martial Soul World. However, at that time, like many ambitious players, he chose the most powerless Tianlong world to start the game. After spending three months of novice stage in an unrelated room in Dali, Luo Yuchen's first appearance was in this plot task of the infinite sword school!

In that competition, Luo Yuchen played well and not only made his first breakthrough in kendo, but also obtained the identity of an inner disciple of the infinite sword school, thus gaining a lot of envy and jealous eyes! However, misfortunes and blessings depend on each other, and it is precisely because of the limelight this time that Luo Yuchen was stared at by Yun Feiyang, who came to see the excitement.

Then, in order to completely seal Luo Yuchen's way forward, Yun Feiyang not only arranged a large number of his subordinates to enter the infinite sword faction and stared at Luo Yuchen's whereabouts, but also a large number of elite players are ready to go out at any time to prevent Luo Yuchen from going down the mountain to do the sect mission!

After dying several times, Luo Yuchen finally understood all the arrangements of Yun Feiyang. At present, he no longer went down the mountain easily, but just stayed on the mountain and practiced basic swordsmanship hard! At present, the edge of the cliff is the most frequent practice place for Luo Yuchen - if it is in other places, it is difficult to guarantee that Yun Feiyang's men will not find and mess with Luo Yuchen. However, on this cliff, after killing more than a dozen players in a row, no one dares to come up and have the courage to compete with Luo Yuchen...

However, now, my martial arts have reached the six-star level, which is equivalent to the level of three years in my memory. Not to mention that they are absolutely invincible among players, most NPC warriors also have the power to fight. In my memory, the flying and domineering clouds are easily knocked down by themselves, and it is likely that they will not be able to step down! However, surprisingly, thinking of this, Luo Yuchen didn't have much happy feeling in his heart. Instead, he only felt empty and a little boring!

"What's wrong with me? Is it possible that all this comes a little too easily, so it feels a little unreal? Yes, in the memory of my previous life, I gritted my teeth for more than ten years. When I dreamed, I wanted to defeat his life-and-death enemy to the ground, but now I have been strangled in the bud. What motivation is there to go back? The true qi fluctuation on Luo Yuchen's body suddenly became fierce and disordered. However, on the contrary, the movements of his hands are getting slower and stiffer! Unconsciously, in this increasingly lax thought, he has silently fallen into the verge of going crazy!

"Yun Feiyang has been knocked down. What other obsession do you have?" A thunderous voice kept echoing in Luo Yuchen's mind, throwing out one question after another, disintegrating his mind little by little: "Anyway, you are invincible in the world! What's the point of practicing swordsmanship hard every day? Is it just for a more agile killing?

"What's the use of high martial arts? I don't live in the bloody wind every day! Instead of fighting and killing every day, I don't know when I will die at the hands of others. It's better to give up martial arts and find a peaceful place to live a relaxed life..."

"It's better to give up martial arts..., give up martial arts..." The devil's muttering, these words have been echoing in Luo Yuchen's mind, suppressing all the other consciousnesses in his mind! Therefore, his mind was implicated little by little, and he couldn't help repeating the voice: "Yes, it's better to give up martial arts and live a relaxed life..."

In the middle of muttering to himself, Luo Yuchen's hand was loosened, and the long sword fell silently under the cliff! In the gently rolling, a little sunlight suddenly went down the mountain, and a specific angle was reflected. Mei Xiang, who was absent-mindedly watching the test, suddenly narrowed her eyes and couldn't help raising her head and looking at the opposite cliff...

"What?" A pair of sharp Danfeng eyes suddenly appeared in Luo Yuchen's mind. Involuntarily, he was excited and suddenly woke up. When he opened his eyes, he saw that one of his hands had been pressed on Dantian!

"Shh..., so close, so close, almost gone crazy!" He hurriedly let go of his hand, and Luo Yuchen's eyes gently swept down. Naturally, it was impossible to find a specific character among countless ant-sized black spots at such a distance: "Forget it, it's just an illusion..."

Withdrawing his sight, Luo Yuchen felt that countless true qi were rolling fiercely in his Dantian. At present, he did not dare to neglect it. He quickly found a familiar hidden corner and began to practice cross-legged...