I can infinitely synthesize more advanced items

In the blink of an eye, the two sides have passed more than twenty moves.

Zhou Feng saw that Song Ping still had no choice but to change his moves immediately.

The wind of the sword changed from being unpredictable to direct, but more importantly, it expanded the scope of the attack, and the shadow of the sword was so heavy that it almost enveloped within two meters of Song Ping's body.

Even the assessment deacon who was watching the battle subconsciously broke out in a cold sweat for Song Ping, thinking that Song Ping would lose at any time.

With Zhou Feng's Houtian Qizhong's strength, even if the heavy saber in his hand didn't strike, if he hit him with a single strike, Song Ping would definitely be injured and defeated.

Song Ping used the black tiger movement technique to the extreme, dodging left and right. Although the movement technique seems simple and rough, not very subtle, but it can be just right every time, making Zhou Feng's saber technique fail again and again.

It wasn't until this time that Song Ping felt the importance of exercises more and more.

The strength of Heihu Kung Fu lies in boxing, secondly in sword, and last in body.

And his three-step sweeping dust kung fu is mainly used for long-distance traveling, and it is basically useless in such small-scale battles.

At this moment, even if Song Ping had already used the black tiger body technique to the extreme, he still felt a little bit stretched. If his prediction ability hadn't played a key role, he might have been defeated by now.

This is like using a kitchen knife to cut down a tree. It is really a small material with great use. Even if the kitchen knife makes countless gaps, it may not be able to cut down a big tree.

Song Ping thought that if he had given himself a more subtle movement technique, why would it be so difficult as it is now.

After forty strokes, Zhou Feng didn't hesitate to expend his true energy, and used his saber technique with all his strength, his speed obviously increased slightly.

It made Song Ping even more dangerous.

However, Song Ping was like a rock in the sea, no matter how desperately Zhou Feng used his sword skills, he still couldn't knock him down.

47 strokes, 48 ​​strokes, 49 strokes, fifty strokes!

"Stop!" The assessment deacon has been counting silently in his heart, until the fifty strokes have just passed, and immediately shouted to stop.

Zhou Feng put away his saber and stood, looking at Song Ping with a complicated expression.

If it was an ordinary Houtian fifth-level warrior, Zhou Feng believed that with his own strength, he could kill him with one or two moves at most.

So, is this a monster?
If hundreds of years have passed, another evildoer will emerge from the Mad Saber Sect!

"Hoo, hoo..." Song Ping panted heavily, exhausting both physical strength and true energy.

Fortunately, it only takes fifty moves.

If he was allowed to survive hundreds of moves, Song Ping really wasn't sure he would be able to hold on.

Dodging fiercely for more than ten minutes made him feel as if he had fought for three days and three nights. He had never been so tired before.

……

Boom!Boom!Boom!Boom!Boom!
The melodious and resonant bell rang five times in a row.

It came out from the fifth floor of the Blade Tower and echoed throughout Cangyan Mountain.

Outside the Blade's Edge Tower, hundreds of people had already surrounded them.

As early as the bell of the four-story pagoda rang, it had already attracted a large number of disciples of the Mad Saber Sect.

They all want to know who is the Tianjiao who can break through the four-story tower.

He has not been seen yet, but the bell of the five-story pagoda has already sounded.

Everyone looked shocked.

"The bell of the five-story tower is ringing!"

Zhu Xiafeng murmured, his expression was full of shock and even more endless emotion.

Back then, he was also the Chosen One who broke through the fourth floor of the Blade's Edge Tower, but on the fifth floor of the Blade's Edge Tower, he was defeated in less than five moves.

But even so, he was hailed as the number one genius of Mad Saber Sect back then.

Now it has become a giant in the martial arts area of ​​Jiangyang County, with a great reputation.

First Elder Qian Bin, Second Elder Zheng Yun, and Fifth Elder Sun Haiyun were short of breath and excited.

Suddenly the second elder Zheng Yun said with a smile: "Such a monstrous genius, we should unite and cultivate together, so that we can not miss the genius."

Qian Bin also reacted, nodded in agreement and said, "That's right, if someone teaches him alone because of his sect's opinion, it will not be able to stimulate his potential at all."

Sun Haiyun opened his mouth, but did not speak.

He naturally knew that Zheng Yun and Qian Bin's words were aimed at him.

If Song Ping was just the proud one who had broken through the fourth floor tower, then whatever he said, he would take Song Ping into his sect.

But now Song Ping has surpassed Tianjiao, such a monstrous martial talent, no matter how confident Sun Haiyun is, he doesn't think he is qualified to monopolize it.

Even if he is willing, the other elders of the inner sect will not agree, the sect master Zhu Xiafeng will not agree, and the ups and downs of the mad knife gate will not agree.

Waited a few more minutes.

The gate of Blade Edge Tower finally opened, and a few figures came out from inside.

Everyone had been looking forward to it for a long time, and now they couldn't help but hold their breath and concentrate, looking at the few people who walked out of the Blade's Edge Tower.

Those two wearing deacon clothes, of course not.

But before everyone could figure out who Song Ping was, Sun Haiyun was the first to stride up.

"Elder Sun..." Song Ping bowed his hands.

"Hurry up, don't be too polite!"

Sun Haiyun supported Song Ping, and laughed loudly: "Haha, Song Ping, you really give this old man a lot of face. As expected, this old man was right before, you are not very human!"

While talking, Zhu Xiafeng and the others had already stepped forward.

Sun Haiyun enthusiastically said: "Come on, let me introduce you... this is the master of our sect... this is the great elder of the inner sect..."

Song Ping greeted them one by one.

I wish Xia Feng and the others smiled and let Song Ping be excused, enjoying themselves for a while.

Seeing this scene, the surrounding disciples were all envious and jealous. In front of them, these big shots were all superior. How could they treat them with such enthusiasm, even in their dreams.

Qian Yun lowered his head silently, clenched his fists tightly, and didn't even realize that his nails had sunk into his flesh. Jealousy had made his heart feel like a knife-cut pain.

Once upon a time, he also imagined such a scene, but the protagonist is not Song Ping, but himself.

But now...

It was someone else who had won such an honor, and it was Song Ping who had had a rift with him.

Mao Shan and the others were among the crowd, silent, but full of thoughts in their hearts.

They knew that from this moment on, they and Song Ping were no longer on the same level.

After introducing everyone, Song Ping said: "Sect master, elders, according to the regulations, the disciple has already broken through the fifth floor of the Blade Tower, and can obtain the qualification to practice the sect's unique school "36 Forms of Kuangfeng Tiangang". Can words count?"

The biggest motivation that prompted him to enter the fifth floor of the Blade's Edge Tower was naturally not to win the favor of these old guys, but to the mad knife sect's unique school "36 forms of violent wind and sky".

This is also his ultimate goal of coming to Mad Saber Sect.

Of course, Song Ping wouldn't regret too much if he couldn't get it. After leaving Mad Saber Sect, there are still many magical skills in the world.

Zhu Xiafeng said with a smile: "This is the school's rule, so it's natural."

Everyone laughed.