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Facing Fei Ji's fast-paced attack, Song Ping did not panic at all.

In fact, this is not the first time he has faced the warriors of the sixth level of Houtian. As early as when Niubei Mountain wiped out the bandits, he personally killed two warriors of the sixth level of Houtian.

And compared to that time, after absorbing the power of strange demons provided by two Houtian sixth-level warriors, his current strength has been improved to a higher level.

Although the cultivation base is still unable to break through to the acquired sixth level, it is already equivalent to the peak of the acquired fifth level.

If one insists on saying that Song Ping lacks something, it is that the martial arts he practiced are only low-level acquired martial arts, not very subtle.

But after all, Song Ping has completely mastered the black tiger technique.

If it is said that Fei Ji can play five points of strength with this quick knife, then Song Ping can play black tiger kung fu with twelve points. In contrast, Song Ping is even better than others.

After all, even though Fei Ji's fast sword is more exquisite and advanced than the Black Tiger sword, it is still within the scope of acquired martial arts.

Unlike innate martial arts, there is a world of difference between acquired martial arts.

More importantly, Song Ping's goal at this time was not to kill Fei Ji, but to survive a hundred moves in Fei Ji's hands without losing. Compared with the previous battle on Niubei Mountain, it would undoubtedly be easier.

Not long after, the two sides had gone through ten moves, until now, Song Ping still didn't seem to be at a disadvantage.

The assessment deacon had already put away the smile on his face at the beginning, and his expression gradually became serious.

He had been to Jiangyang County more than once, so he naturally recognized Song Ping's set of exercises, which were exactly the Black Tiger exercises from the Black Tiger Martial Arts Hall in Jiangyang County.

However, even this kind of low-level commodity has an indescribable charm in Song Ping's hands, as if he has really turned into a fierce tiger, and it is just right to move around.

To be able to master the black tiger technique to such a high level, even as the deacon of the assessment of the Houtian Jiuzhong, he couldn't help but be amazed by it.

Both sides come and go, continue to fight.

Most of the time, it was Song Ping who dodged and occasionally fought back, forcing Fei Ji to draw his knife to save himself.

Twenty strokes, thirty strokes, forty strokes...

Halfway through the hundred moves, seeing that Song Ping could not be defeated for a long time, Fei Ji couldn't help feeling a little impetuous, the saber technique became more aggressive, pouring down towards Song Ping like a storm.

However, he didn't notice for a while, but Song Ping seized the opportunity and slashed Fei Ji's left shoulder with a knife.

Although the heavy knife didn't sharpen, it still made Fei Ji let out a muffled groan.

Song Ping took the opportunity to launch an attack, forcing Fei Ji to retreat every step of the way. It was not until after eighty moves that he gradually recovered the situation and regained his position on the attacking side.

After a few minutes, the Hundred Moves finally came to an end.

"Okay, Song Ping, pass the test!" The deacon announced in time.

He looked into Song Ping's eyes and was amazed.

This son is really amazing, he can be No.1 in the outer sect!
Both sides stood with their knives away, Fei Ji was a little out of breath.

Although Song Ping was slightly out of breath, he still seemed calm and relaxed.

"Senior brother Song is good at martial arts, I admire him!" Fei Ji cupped his hands.

As a party to the battle, he felt it more deeply.

He had a vague feeling that during the fight just now, Song Ping was clearly able to do his job well, perhaps he hadn't done his best yet.

Especially at Song Ping's young age, his future is even more limitless. For such a proud generation, he has no choice but to have a heart of admiration and friendship.

The assessment deacon grabbed the copper hammer and began to ring the bell.

Boom!Boom!Boom!Boom!
The copper bell of the four-story pagoda hadn't been rung for some time, and it was slightly rusted, but the bell still sounded melodious and resonant.

Song Ping cupped his hands at Fei Ji, turned around, and continued walking towards the stairs.

……

Outside the Blade Tower.

The expressions of the people were extremely shocking.

The bells that rang four times in a row were like thunderclaps that exploded in their hearts, making them tremble.

Qian Yun's face was extremely ugly, and his right hand was holding the handle of the knife tightly, his fingers were already turning white. If the handle of the knife was not made of iron, but of other materials, he would have already smashed it to pieces.

"This is... that kid Song Ping has already broken through the fourth tower?" Gu Zhong swallowed hard, his face full of disbelief.

If it weren't for the shock on the faces of other people, he would have wondered if he was dreaming.

He Ping sighed secretly, and looked towards Mao Shan.

I saw that Mao Shan's face had turned pale, and his expression even became frightened.

"Brother Mao..." He Ping called out.

Mao Shan looked up at him, apart from fear, there was also a sense of bewilderment in his eyes.

He Ping sighed and said: "Brother Mao, I didn't expect Song Ping to break through the fourth floor of the Blade Tower. It seems that we really underestimated him before. He can break through the fourth floor tower, and from now on we can As the true disciples of several inner sect elders, such a generation of arrogance, really... really..."

After a pause for a few seconds, He Ping finally uttered the last sentence with difficulty: "It's really not something we can afford to offend. Before we make an irreparable mistake, let's admit defeat to him!"

"Admit defeat?" Mao Shan laughed miserably.

He Ping frowned and persuaded: "Brother Mao, don't be impulsive, it's just for saving face, if we continue to fight with Song Ping, we won't get any benefit, besides bowing to such a proud generation, even if it spreads, it's actually not too big Disgraceful..."

Mao Shan waved his hand, interrupted He Ping, and said dejectedly: "I know this truth, indeed...it is time to admit defeat."

Finally made a decision, Mao Shan seemed to have lifted a heavy burden, and felt extremely relaxed in his heart.

In the worst case, let Song Ping humiliate him once, because his skills are not as good as others, and he can't blame others!
After a while, Song Ping still didn't come out.

Everyone suddenly realized that Song Ping must have gone to the fifth floor again.

Just now.

Whoosh...

A gust of wind came, and everyone couldn't help turning their heads to look.

However, several figures were seen coming rapidly from the foot of the mountain.

And there are more figures in the distance, also rushing over here.

Apparently, when the four bells rang, the entire Frenzied Sword Sect was alarmed.

There were four people who rushed over first, all of them were old men with gray or white hair.

One of them was wearing a black and red robe with a plain tiger pattern belt tied around his waist. He had gray hair and a mole on the lower right corner of his mouth. Although he was over half a century old, his figure was extremely strong, not inferior to a man in his prime.

This person is the head of the Mad Saber Sect, Zhu Xiafeng.

The other three elders are Qian Bin, the First Elder of the Inner Sect, Zheng Yun, the Second Elder of the Inner Sect, and Sun Haiyun, the Fifth Elder of the Inner Sect.

Seeing this, everyone hurriedly stood up and saluted respectfully.

"The disciple pays homage to the sect master, the first elder, the second elder, and the fifth elder!"

Zhu Xiafeng waved his hand, motioning for everyone to excuse himself, and then asked, "Who broke through the fourth floor of the Blade Tower just now?"

His eyes first fell on Qian Yun.

Great Elder Qian Bin's eyes also fell on Qian Yun, with a hint of anticipation in his eyes, he still had some understanding of the strength of his grandson.

According to Qian Yun's strength, there are indeed some opportunities to break through the fourth floor of the Blade Tower.