The killer bodyguard of the beautiful president

In front of the main hall of Jianzong.

Suzerain Jiang Jiantong said loudly: "The five-year martial arts conference is about to begin again."

"This time the three major sects compete, you represent the honor of the Sword Sect!"

"Internal selection quota, I hope you can all do your best to display your highest level of swordsmanship."

"Whoever wins will get five chances to study in the Sutra Library! In addition, they can also get Nirvana Pill to assist in their cultivation."

All the core disciples below who participated in the internal selection were engrossed, secretly cheering for themselves.

The suzerain Jiang Jiantong looked at the great elder behind him, "Let's begin."

The Great Elder nodded and took a step forward, "I announce that the selection of internal disciples of Jianzong will start now!"

First of all, the core disciples who have advanced to the Nirvana realm will compete with each other.

The lottery mode is adopted, and two-two duels are adopted.

Wang Yan and others watched the battle from the sidelines.

Master Xuanji had a horrified look on his face, "Is this the advanced level of Nirvana Realm cultivation? It's really too powerful!"

Hu Wenbing also nodded solemnly, "It's really too strong! A high-level Nirvana Realm can kill a Nirvana-level junior in an instant."

Wang Yan said softly: "Watching the battle is also a way of learning, don't just watch the excitement, that's what laymen do."

"Look at their shooting methods and the use of spells in the battle. If you can learn a little bit, it will be very rewarding."

The two remained silent, watching intently.

An hour passed, and five Nirvana Realm Senior Quota had been born.

The Great Elder got up again, "First of all, congratulations to the five disciples who won this time. For the disciples who lost, don't feel discouraged."

"As long as you concentrate on practicing, you may not lose to them in your future achievements."

Ten senior disciples in the Nirvana realm all bowed in salute.

"Next, let's hold the second selection battle, and the intermediate disciples of Nirvana Realm will come forward to draw lots."

Wang Yan stood up, and there were thirty Nirvana-level intermediate cultivation disciples.

"Come on, Old Wang!"

"Master, come on!"

Hu Wenbing shouted in a low voice, cheering Wang Yan up with a smile on his face.

Wang Yan nodded and walked forward.

The method of drawing lots for the intermediate level of Nirvana Realm is somewhat special.

Ten people will be selected from among the 30 people, and when the lottery is drawn, three opponents will be drawn at once.

Divide into ten groups in total, each group selects a winning disciple.

In Wang Yan's group, one person was named Chen Hao, and the other was named Li Hai.

Adopt the three-player melee mode and shoot at the same time, whoever can support to the end will win.

"Please!"

"Please!"

Wang Yan and the three of them clasped their hands together as a signal.

At the same time show posture.

Chen Hao looked at Li Hai, "Wang Yan has just been promoted to the middle level of Nirvana Realm, you and I will join forces to defeat him first, and then decide the winner."

"Okay, anyway, the final winner will be born among you and me. Get rid of Wang Yan, who is in the way first!" Li Hai responded immediately.

Wang Yan took a look, good guy, you don't talk about Wude.

Team up to bully newcomers!

The two smiled playfully, "Junior Wang Yan, I'm sorry."

"The selection assessment is so cruel! We can only eliminate you first!"

Wang Yan smiled, "It's okay, then the two of you can fight together!"

"Hehe, quite arrogant! Come on!"

The two shot together, besieging Wang Yan left and right.

Wang Yan held the Asura sword in his hand to resist, and charged with a swirling sword energy.

He forced the two of them back.

In an instant, Chen Hao and Li Hai's eyes widened.

His expression became serious.

"This kid is so powerful, we all underestimated him!"

"I have to go all out! Losing to my junior brother, I can't hold back my face!"

The two attacked again.

The long sword swallowed its light, covering Wang Yan's whole body.

Both Young Master Xuanji and Hu Wenbing secretly worried about Wang Yan.

"It's so immoral! Two people fight one!"

"Can master resist it? The attacks of those two people are very fierce!"

Bang bang bang!

Wang Yan drew out his sword and received all the attacks of the two.

Then he smiled slightly, "Senior brothers, it's my turn to fight back."

After the words fell, Asura's sword slashed in the air.

Several streaks of black sword energy came crushing.

"not good!"

The two exclaimed at the same time.

From the sword qi that came from the attack, I felt a strong crushing pressure. Once I couldn't resist it, I would definitely hurt them.

No one dared to be careless, and the two rushed to resist.

Boom!

The black sword energy was strong enough to deflect their long swords and hit their chests.

He fell to the ground with minor injuries.

Wang Yan stabilized his figure, clasped his fists with a smile and said, "Senior brothers, I have accepted."

Chen Hao and Li Hai looked at each other in blank dismay, but they didn't expect the final result to be like this.

Lost completely.

He stood up, cupped his hands for a gesture, and turned to leave.

The suzerain and eight elders who watched the battle also saw this scene.

"That disciple named Wang Yan performed quite amazingly."

"I have been paying attention to him just now, and I am quite skilled in the use of swordsmanship!"

"And judging from his battles, he also has a very high understanding of the way of swordsmanship."

"A very rare and excellent disciple!"

Several elders expressed their opinions one after another, expressing their appreciation to Wang Yan.

The Great Elder said softly: "Sovereign, judging from Wang Yan's performance, I think he can try to practice the sword formation technique."

"Once you learn the method of sword formation, your strength will definitely be further improved."

The suzerain Jiang Jiantong nodded slightly, "Let's wait until the end of this martial arts competition and see his performance."

"It doesn't matter how brilliant he is in the martial arts competition, as long as he doesn't lose miserably as soon as he enters the field, you can consider teaching him the sword formation formula."

The elders nodded slightly, not knowing that Wang Yan already knew the existence of the sword formation formula.

And they have all learned Sword Twelve.

Sword Thirteen and Sword Fourteen have also been acquired, but they haven't had time to practice yet.

Soon, the second selection battle was over.

Wang Yan and other ten Nirvana realm intermediate cultivation disciples won the places to play.

Returning to his seat, Young Master Xuanji smiled and praised immediately: "Old Wang, you are as brave as ever!"

"One-on-two, and you can win so easily! It's enviable and admirable!"

Wang Yan chuckled, "It's fine if there is no jealousy."

Master Xuanji grinned for a while, "I really want to be jealous, but in the end, I'm not just looking for trouble for myself."

"Master Xuanji, hurry up and get ready, it's time for us to fight."

Hu Wenbing said softly: "We have agreed to get the places to play together, but don't lose the chain at the critical moment."

Young Master Xuanji cheered up immediately, "Don't worry, I will never fall behind you, we will definitely keep pace!"

"Then let's go, let's get the places to play!" Hu Wenbing said with a smile.

Wang Yan nodded with a smile on his face, "Behave well, both of you."

Young Master Xuanji and Hu Wenbing followed the other core disciples and walked towards the lottery.

It was also the last selection battle, [-] junior disciples of Nirvana Realm, and [-] places were decided.

They draw lots and choose their opponents.

As for who chooses whom, it all depends on the odds.

As a result, when the results came out, Mr. Xuanji and Hu Wenbing were all dumbfounded.

Even Wang Yan's eyes widened and he exclaimed, no way!

With such an extremely small probability, they can choose each other.

It's really... an indescribable fate!

The result of the lottery was realistic, Hu Wenbing played against Master Xuanji.

A winner is chosen from among the two.

Originally, it was planned that the two would qualify together and get a place to play.

Unexpectedly, the two of them became competitors instead.

Really unpredictable ah!