Chapter 71: Gun Intent, Sword Intent, Genius

  "Kid, I'll admit it, you've surprised me. But you're still going to lose." Wei Zhi took a deep breath and suppressed the turmoil in his heart due to the shock, saying coldly.

  As soon as the words fell, this time Wei Zhi was no longer arrogant, but instead launched a preemptive attack. A cold-blooded glint flashed in his eyes. This battle, I must win, Wei Zhi's heart angrily said.

  "Round gun break."

  Wei Zhi was about to reach the front of Wei Wuming, his angry shout, just looked at it, Wei Zhi's long gun in his hand, actually drew a big circle in the air, and with the completion of this big circle by Wei Zhi, the gun intent condensed into a long gun followed this circle, lined up in an attack, directly stopping in front of Wei Zhi, and at this time, Wei Zhi pointed his long gun.

  "Kill."

  Only to see the circle condensed by the long gun, directly attacking Wei Wuming, while Wei Zhi was behind him, tightly grasping the long gun, shaking his finger, and wanting to take down Wei Wuming directly.

  "Five Turns of Golden Spear."

  Wei Wuming didn't dare to be careless either, and he also exerted his spear intent to the extreme, condensing a long spear that was attacking Wei Wuming.

  On the martial arts arena, at this moment, it had completely become a world of guns. Various sharp attacks caused even the slightest external release of gun intent to injure some younger cultivators with slightly weaker cultivation bases. The terror of gun intent was like this.

  Wei Wuming and Wei Zhi, each displaying their own spear intent, the Five-Turn Golden Spear condensed by Wei Wuming in mid-air and the circular spear displayed by Wei Zhi became entangled, while Wei Wuming and Wei Zhi, under separate control, also fell into a fierce battle.

  One, the gun intent is more powerful than the other, another, however, is slightly more experienced and mature, for a time, the two are indeed difficult to distinguish, but, as time goes by, Wei Wuming has a slight upper hand.

  With a loud shout, Wei Zhi's spear intent was instantly dismantled, and in the moment of collapse, Wei Wuming directly used his gun handle to slap Wei Zhi out of the arena. He didn't go for the kill, but the flying Wei Zhi naturally understood that Wei Wuming had shown mercy.

  "Thank you." After saying this with difficulty, Wei Zhi quickly left the martial arts arena.

  Wei Wuming had a hard time getting through, Wei Hong saw Wei Wuming come to his side and also smiled and said: "Congratulations."

  "Heh heh, I'm starting to suspect that when you go on stage later, will you directly choose someone with similar cultivation as yours and instantly kill them? Or do you want to choose to have a fierce battle with Wei Fa?"

  "Tentative." Wei Hong did not give a clear answer.

  "Jade Stone Town, Wei Xinghai."

  At this time, another branch's name was shouted out again. Wei Xinghai, holding a large hammer, walked towards the martial arts arena. He and Wei Wuming were also the same, choosing a master of using hammers.

  A tall and sturdy young man stepped onto the martial arena, his slightly rough face didn't utter any arrogant words, he directly swung a large hammer at Wei Xinghai.

  Boom

  Boom

  Hard against hard, Wei Xinghai was also completely unafraid. In an instant, the martial arts arena erupted with earth-shattering collisions, and many people couldn't help but cover their ears.

  "Haha, satisfying, satisfying." Wei Xinghai burst out laughing, and in his heart, he was also suppressing a fire. As the fourth strongest in the branch, he had never made a name for himself, so he naturally wanted to make a good show today.

  "Dancing madly."

  Wei Xinghai let out a loud roar, and his two massive hammers, weighing over 3,000 catties each, began to dance wildly in the air. A ferocious grin spread across his face as he swung them straight at the burly young man.

  "Boom!"

  As expected, that sturdy young man was directly blown out of the field, Wei Xinghai passed smoothly.

  Mao Tou Shan, Wei Ze.

  Next, it was Wei Ze's turn to take the stage. Compared to before, Wei Hong saw that Wei Ze's momentum had become slightly more stable, and he couldn't help but nod in secret approval. After all, although Wei Ze was arrogant, it was because of his confidence in his own abilities. In the fourth courtyard, when speaking up for himself, although Wei Hong didn't care much about it, he still had a bit of a good impression of him.

  "I choose Wei Yifan."

  After hearing Wei Ze's slightly cold words, the crowd below was shocked again, and everyone now felt a hint of madness. It seemed that every single person in this generation was so arrogant.

  To make things clear, the Wei family has taken out the list of the top ten from the Wei family's ranking and listed it separately. This is also to prevent some young people from directly choosing the top ten masters and easily getting eliminated, which is not what the Wei family wants.

  Wei Yifan, one of the top ten masters of the Wei family, was skilled in wielding dual swords. He had already grasped a hint of sword intent and rarely did anyone force him to use it when engaging in battle. This was because his left and right dual swords could be said to have reached the level of "one mind, two uses", making it impossible for others to defend against.

  As soon as Wei Ze's voice fell, a young man in black came forward from the crowd. His tall and strong figure formed a sharp contrast with Wei Ze's weak and small body, as well as his white clothes. On Wei Yifan's face hung a warm smile, and he looked at Wei Ze with a hint of regret: "You shouldn't have chosen me."

  "Cut the crap, let's fight!" Wei Ze's face showed a hint of impatience as he directly drew his long sword and slashed at Wei Yifan.

  It has to be said that Wei Ze's swordsmanship is exceptionally fierce. If it can be said that at the beginning, Wei Ze's swordsmanship was somewhat flashy but not practical, then after going through a series of battles on the road, by now, Wei Ze's swordsmanship had already become extremely cunning and unpredictable, often with one move containing three fake moves, making it impossible for others to defend against.

  "Not bad, at such a young age, your swordsmanship is already so superb, it's really opened my eyes." As Wei Yifan and Wei Ze crossed swords, the more they fought, the more shocked he became. At his age, Wei Ze's swordsmanship was far beyond his own when he was that young.

  "Hmm."

  Feeling Wei Yifan's words of advice, Wei Ze let out a cold snort and directly launched his strongest attack.

  "Sword light fills the sky."

  Wei Ze directly retreated one meter away, a soft shout, only to see Wei Ze spinning on the spot, as his spin got faster and faster, the long sword in his hand surprisingly didn't reach its fastest speed, instead, it left behind a trail of illusory shadows.

  Phantom, emitting a thread of sword light. When the phantom reached a certain level, Wei Ze directly brought tens of thousands of phantoms to pressure Wei Yifan.

  Wei Yifan's expression finally changed, he put away his lecturing tone and drew out the sword in his left hand as well. Gripping both swords tightly, he said in a deep voice: "Double Shadow Sword Technique."

  "I really didn't expect that Wei Ze would also progress so quickly." Wei Wuming looked at the scene of Wei Ze on stage, saying with a hint of incredulity. He had fought against Wei Ze before, and at that time, Wei Ze was still far from being this mature.

  "Genius is forever advancing, only then can it be called genius. If at any time it no longer advances, even if it doesn't retreat, it's already exited the ranks of genius." Wei Hong said lightly, without any intention.

  The situation on the field changed again, and Wei Yifan's double-handed sword quickly rotated, directly blocking Wei Ze's strong attack, but Wei Yifan also retreated a few steps.

  "Hmm." Wei Yifan let out a light breath, then continued in a serious tone: "Among the young masters of the Wei family, you are the third person to force me to use my sword intent."

  As Wei Yifan's voice fell, his momentum changed, and his eyes became sharp as a sword, shooting out a sword-like aura that directly tore the air apart. At this moment, his entire body was filled with sword intent, gazing at Wei Ze from afar, his momentum like a rainbow.

  "It's just a hint of sword intent, what's there to show off about." Wei Ze revealed a cold smile, his aura changed, and his eyes shot out two sword lights, directly suppressing Wei Yifan's sword intent.

  Two-Part Sword Intention!!!!!!

  The crowd was in an uproar, and some people actually knew that Wei Ze had grasped a hint of the sword's intent. However, they never expected that he would make another breakthrough and directly learn two hints of the sword's intent. This generation of young masters from the Wei family truly produced geniuses one after another.

  At this time, Wei Ze was truly in high spirits and directly fought with Wei Yifan. Although Wei Yifan had rich experience, he was finally knocked out of the arena by Wei Ze.

  As Wei Ze stepped down, finally, the only one left on the field was Songlintown. However, even though everyone knew that Wei Hong's strength was not weak, they couldn't muster up any enthusiasm for him due to Wei Wuming's Three-Part Spear Intent and Wei Ze's Two-Part Sword Intent. At this time, everyone just wanted the first round to end quickly so they could see who would be the champion of this tournament.

  Songlin Town, Weining.

  With a soft shout, it was Wei Ning's turn to take the stage. Wei Ning, whose strength was at the bottom of the Wei family, looked tense. Wei Hong comforted him, "Don't be nervous, just do your best."

  Wei Hong's victory was met with indifference, and although he finally managed to win with great difficulty, the smile on his face was not echoed by the crowd below, which remained unmoved.

  Songlintown, Wei Hong.

  It's finally Wei Hong's turn to take the stage. At this time, Wei Hong didn't have any tension at all and walked slowly towards the martial arts arena.

  "Brother, do you think Wei Hong can win?" Wei Ting asked with a hint of doubt as she watched Wei Hong go on stage.

  "With his true strength, he can directly choose a martial artist of the fifth rank to cultivate, no matter which one, he can completely win." Wei Zhen said calmly at this time, his face unchanged. Obviously, Wei Zhen did not have high expectations for Wei Hong's martial arts competition either.

  "But what if he chooses someone one level higher than him?" Wei Ting retorted, looking at her brother's appearance.

  "Haha, Xiaoting, this is impossible. You know, it's okay to try normally, but this is the Wei family's big competition. What if he loses? Better safe than sorry." Wei Zhen looked at his sister with a smile and said casually.

  "Would you choose so easily?" Wei Wuming muttered to himself, but for some reason, he had a thread of doubt.

  However, Wei Fa, Wei Yi Hang and others were completely in line with Wei Zhen's idea. No matter if you pass the first round or the second round, I will still destroy you. Wei Yi Hang's mouth corner revealed a cold smile as he muttered to himself.

  When Wei Hong came before the display board and looked at its introduction, he directly opened his mouth and said: "I choose, Wei Ding."

  "What??"

  Wei Xiangyang said absent-mindedly after hearing Wei Hong's choice.

  The faces of the people below changed greatly, revealing a hint of shock and horror.