There was an uproar around the sword platform.

The change in the rules is obviously unfavorable to stronger disciples such as Li Mengzhou and He Zhengrong.

This is very obvious.

If you want to win, those disciples with relatively weak cultivation will definitely challenge the strongest one after another. Even if you can't beat it, you can still lose yourself.

However, this is a challenge of going to the eighth in the twelve years. As long as you can enter the top eight stably, the inner courtyard will be within easy reach.

It is definitely not easy to win at least the strongest four people using relay battles at the same time.

The first choice they could think of was between Li Mengzhou and He Zhengrong.

Among the twelve people at present, He Zhengrong and Shen Jiyue's cultivation is actually in the lower realm of inheritance, but both of them faintly touched the threshold of the upper realm, and He Zhengrong can cross the past at any time.

Including Li Mengzhou, there are only three people who are truly at the level of inheriting the mind.

But no one doubted that aside the level of cultivation, Li Mengzhou and He Zhengrong were the two strongest among these twelve people.

And when the sun sets and the moon rises.

There was a burst of exclamation from the square and in the pavilions.

They were not making a fuss for no reason, but because there were already many people on the sword stage.

This phenomenon naturally occurs because most people plan to challenge someone at the same time.

Although the rules indicate that you can choose to challenge the same person, but not the challenger, so this picture looks very strange.

Especially there was an even more surprising figure on the sword stage.

That was He Zhengrong holding a sword.

He Zhengrong is only fifteen years old this year, because his birthday has not passed, but after the New Year, he has counted toward fifteen years old.

He is the youngest disciple in the entire Ligong Sword Courtyard.

Although he is not the person with the highest cultivation level in the outer courtyard, he is one of the two strongest people.

He and Li Mengzhou entered the Li Palace to practice at the same time, but they only accepted Amaterasu earlier than Li Mengzhou. However, because Li Mengzhou could not see the Qihai, He Zhengrong received a little less attention.

Li Mengzhou entered the Chengyi upper realm in just four months, and because of physical problems, the manifestation of qualifications became even more terrifying. However, He Zhengrong is now a person who can enter the upper realm threshold at any time. In terms of the speed of cultivation, there is actually no difference between the two.

The other people on the sword stage also looked at He Zhengrong unexpectedly, not understanding what he was going to do.

There were even two people who originally thought that they would challenge He Zhengrong.

But He Zhengrong's gaze was obviously not on them, but on the square. To be precise, his gaze was on Li Mengzhou.

Li Mengzhou, who was holding an umbrella and silently staring at the sword platform, was a little surprised.

"Since everyone can compete in multiple battles and evaluate the one who wins more games, then the weak challenge the strong may be able to lose the physical strength of the strong to a certain extent, but it also gives the strong the number of times they win. Therefore, no matter how the rules change, the one who stays in the end will be the strong. Instead of dealing with the weak, it is better to fight a happy battle."

He Zhengrong has a sword in his hand.

Looking down at Li Mengzhou from a high place on the sword platform, the surging breath began to surge from his body. His eyes were filled with endless fighting spirit, and he flashed his eyes and said firmly: "So, I want to fight you first."

Li Mengzhou looked back at him in a daze, then the corner of his mouth raised slightly, and he smiled faintly: "Then I will fight you."

The people on the sword stage looked at each other in a glance.

But since He Zhengrong said it first, they could only be the audience for the time being.

Although I was still a little unwilling to give up, this place is a major exam for the Sword Academy after all, and there are still many outsiders watching the ceremony. If you can enter the third round, no one is a brainless person. Naturally, there is no need to conflict over such trivial matters and compete for the first choice. It is just a joke by outsiders.

So they all jumped off the sword platform, and deep down they really hoped to see the battle between Li Mengzhou and He Zhengrong.

Li Mengzhou handed the umbrella to Chen Jiyue, climbed the sword platform, and stood face to face with He Zhengrong.

With a soft sound, He Zhengrong's sword pointed at Li Mengzhou.

"When we first started, we called once and had verbal agreements. Today is the time to keep the agreement."

Flames were burning in He Zhengrong's eyes.

That was his fierce fighting spirit.

Li Mengzhou said: "I am three years older than you, so you can draw the sword first."

He Zhengrong did not refute and a sword rose in the air.

Li Mengzhou tapped lightly at his feet and moved his body to one side.

Under the vast rain curtain, the sword is aggressive and shatters thousands of flowers.

He Zhengrong accurately captured Li Mengzhou's whereabouts, and swung his sword horizontally, and the rain curtain in front of him was cut open. The raindrops shot up along with the sword wind covered all the retreat around Li Mengzhou.

These raindrops contain a real sword energy, which is completely like a real sword. If you choose to ignore it, it will inevitably be a very miserable result.

He Zhengrong used "Snow Melting". When the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is prohibited, relying solely on skills will naturally greatly reduce the destructive power. However, after integrating it, he obviously knows more clearly how to fight against the enemy and win.

However, facing these rain swords, Li Mengzhou remained calm. His retreating body suddenly stopped. He raised the sword in his hand, and at the same time pulled out the sword and spread it across in front of him.

He chose a completely head-on approach and used the same sword skills.

A strong collision.

A loud collision sounded in the rain.

The distance between the two people was getting closer and closer, and their faces were almost close.

He Zhengrong looked up slightly, looked at Li Mengzhou, and said, "At that time, I had received Amaterasu in the forest in the outer courtyard, but you had just successfully visualized it. The difference is that I only know how to practice, but you are a master of martial arts. I defeated you in experience and I also defeated you in strength. Now we have all entered the state of inheritance. Even if your cultivation is temporarily higher than me, your sword skills may not necessarily be better than me."

Li Mengzhou chuckled and said, "I think you have already understood the second style of "Li Jian Jing". We might as well use our strongest sword skills to determine the outcome with one sword."

The two suddenly separated.

Due to the collision of the mind power of the battle, the rain was almost separated. The moment the mind power disappeared, the rain curtain again covered them, and their clothes were wet, and the hazy water mist appeared within half a meter for a long time.

The two looked at each other.

The long swords in their hands draw clear water lines in the rain curtain, and the white mist transformed from raindrops is ethereal and endlessly scrolling.

The water mist has not faded over time, but has become more and more intense.

It seemed as if two people were in the clouds above the nine heavens.

Looking at each other from a high altitude.

This is a very beautiful picture.

There is no killing aura, nor is it very magnificent, but it creates a misty fairy aura that is only found in the fairyland.

The unreserved mental power enveloped the sword platform.

The powerful aura stirred the clouds and rain, shattering all the surrounding rain curtains into white mist.

Creating conditions without conditions, the two of them presented the strongest "Slide Clouds in the Sky".

The presentation of this picture made everyone who watched it stunned.

The sound of breaking through the air sounded.

The mist dissipates.

Countless raindrops bring countless white water lines, rolling up like holy white lotus flowers, gradually fading in the rain.

A sharp sword light flashed under the dark rain curtain.

He Zhengrong was slightly gasping, and the soaked white clothes were tightly pressed against his body. A strand of hair was entangled, blocking his view with wetness. His whole body was tense, and his right hand was holding the hilt of the sword like steel.

He looked up at the figure in the fog opposite him.

There was a hint of excitement, a hint of pity, and an indescribable meaning in my eyes.

After the raindrops pouring from high altitude fell on the sword platform, they splashed everywhere, and the noisy sound of rain affected everyone's emotions.

The fading mist revealed Li Mengzhou's figure.

He silently stroked his hair that was wet by the rain. Because of this action, his hair became more messy and tied with a ribbon on his head. Strands of hair on his forehead and cheeks left his skin and were all entangled.

After a little movement, the dampness felt very uncomfortable.

"I still don't like white clothes very much. After getting wet, I feel even more embarrassed. Fortunately, I don't wear clothes that are invisible."

He subconsciously looked at the female monks in the Sword Academy in the square. Because most of them were holding umbrellas, their clothes were not wet too much, otherwise they would have been a very beautiful scenery.

But because Shen Jiyue and some senior sisters who took the big exam did not hold umbrellas during the battle, their figures were clearly presented.

Li Mengzhou felt that this picture should not be watched by many people, so it would be better to end this big test as soon as possible.

He looked at He Zhengrong opposite him and said, "Do you still want to continue?"

The two have decided the outcome.

Although He Zhengrong has understood "Snow Clouds", he is obviously a little immature and loses a little.

He has never been a person who likes to get entangled. If he loses, he loses.

So he said calmly: "I have the chance to fight again in the future."

Li Mengzhou smiled slightly. He liked the feeling of fighting with He Zhengrong very much, because He Zhengrong is actually very simple, after all, he is just a fifteen-year-old boy.

The difficulties he experienced in the past did not defeat him, but learned how to better protect himself and clearly distinguish between grudges.

He Zhengrong is taciturn to anyone. Perhaps he will only say something he wants to say when facing Li Mengzhou, but the most thing is to fight.

After the fight, he left casually, unwilling to say more nonsense.

After removing the name of invisible Qihai, Li Mengzhou became more and more dazzling, but naturally he would not be willing to do so.

Looking at the whispering figures under the rain curtain and the eyes that were occasionally casting towards him, Li Mengzhou suddenly felt very unreal.

He doesn't like being watched.

But what he wants to do is destined to be watched by many people.

This is just a big test in the Sword Academy. When he really walks around the world, facing those peerless monsters, his eyes will only be more and more.
Chapter completed!