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Although the power of these purple-ranked sword skills were not small, he had only learned three of them with Jian Zhi's comprehension. As for the last two, he did not even look at them as he continued to train in them, for Jian Zhi had successfully reached the peak of the high level sword spirit realm in the last ten days, and the sword immortal had to first convert his spiritual energy into celestial qi before he could advance, and the most important point was that the quasi-sword immortal expert, as long as he reached this level, the sword immortal would not be too far away from him.

The reason was not different, it was because the speed at which Jian Zhi advanced was too fast. If it continued like this, there was a possibility that he would suffer a backlash if he did not advance, and at that time, it would be extremely difficult for him to cultivate. Therefore, Jian Zhi did not dare to be slow, and could only constantly strengthen his meridians and sword qi, so the sword qi itself would not become weak.

In these ten days, other than these three things, when Jian Zhi was in the dead of night, he constantly drew soul poems under Elder Shi's guidance. Along with the inscription of the soul poem, in these ten days, Jian Zhi successfully carved out five volumes of soul poems, and the success rate rose to half, the success rate also increased to less and less, and it only took two hours to finish drawing. And during the process of drawing and the training of the sword technique, the sword intelligence's soul force had already touched upon the barrier of mortal spirits, as long as Jian Zhi broke through to the sword immortal, the overwhelming soul energy would immediately break through the barrier and enter the realm of immortal spirits.

"How is it? Not bad, right?!" With a flash of white, Elder Shi asked with a satisfied smile.

"This peak high level Sword Spirit is indeed domineering. Right now, I feel my entire body is filled with fighting spirit. I must win today's semifinals. Even if I meet up with the Blood Flame and Liu Qian, I have the confidence to win." Jian Zhi clenched his fists and said.

"Your plan is not bad, but when the time comes, with that Blood Blade Sect's leader's strength, killing you will be easier. At that time, if I am unable to avoid it, teacher will personally make a move, the Sword Emperor's strength is not a problem in my eyes, killing him won't be a problem, but I can't do that, so escaping is not a problem." Elder Shi said confidently.

"Hm!" "I won't fight a battle that I'm not confident in, so when the time comes, I'll have to rely on teacher to take action." Jian Zhi nodded his head and agreed.

"If it really comes to that, it looks like this old man will have to sleep again. From now on, you'll have to rely on yourself. You'll probably have to sleep for at least a month, right?" Elder Shi said worriedly.

Jian Zhi nodded his head and looked gratefully at Elder Shi. He softly said, "Teacher, there is no need to worry. My fate is good, there won't be any problems ?"

"Zhi! The competition is about to begin, and it's going to be extremely lively today! " At that moment, Lester's voice came from outside the tent.

After all, other than the Sword Emperor, no one else had been able to sense his existence. It was like this for the past few days, not staying in the Heavenly Dragon Necklace, and when Jian Zhi went out to search for sword skills, he would quietly walk beside Jian Zhi, quietly watching over the proud disciple and the last inheritor of the Dragon Sword clan.

"Brother Lester, you're all here!"

When Jian Zhi came out of the tent, Lai, Nanyia, and Xue Zixuan were waiting for him again. After seeing him, Lai smiled and said: "I hope I won't meet you today. I still want to get into the top four!"

"Hehe!" That's hard to say! " Jian Zhi laughed.

"Oh right, Xia Zhi, today's competition is still a lottery system, but from the past where many people fought together, there is only one battle every day, so there's no need to be too nervous." Xue Zixuan explained.

Through the explanation given by the host, Xie Lan, Jian Zhi learned that it was basically the same as what Xue Zixuan had said. It was mainly about eight people drawing lots, and whoever drew numbers 1 and 2 would fight in today's competition. The rest of the people would decide within three days, while number 3 and 4 would fight on the 22nd day of the Blood Martial Arts Conference.

"The match is about to begin, I've already told you the details, please come forward and draw your lots."

In the process, Jian Zhi saw some familiar faces, it was Liu Qian and Xue Yan. When they also saw Jian Zhi, their faces immediately changed, because they could clearly feel that the sword intelligence's change was similar to their own, and they were immediately intimidated by the terrifying cultivation speed of the sword intelligence. Amongst the seven of them, Wei Tian was also unable to see through the true essence of the sword intelligence, and was a little worried, since he was only at the peak of the intermediate sword spirit level.

Jian Zhi naturally saw Wei Tian, but when he saw the other party's strength, he was also a little surprised. After all, Wei Tian was just a few months ago, a peak senior swordsman like him, but these few months, Wei Tian had suddenly become a peak intermediate sword spirit. Jian Zhi could only explain that the other party had relied on the sword rain and the soul's poetry to reach their current achievements.

"Third Young Master!"

It was a man in his twenties with short black hair and black combat tights. When he saw the other party's face, his eyes lit up, but he couldn't remember the other party's name. He could only point at himself and say, "Are you calling me?"

"Third master, take a closer look. My hair was just cut short." The man said awkwardly.

With his hair cut short, Jian Zhi tried to picture that man's appearance in his mind. His thoughts overlapped, and he shouted excitedly, "Brother Hua Qing! It's really you? "

That's right, this person was indeed Jian Zhi. In order to ambush Saudi Arabia City, the captain of the Shadow Squad, Hua Qing, looked at the familiar face in front of him and thought to himself, "How powerful! To think that he would be able to reach the peak of the Advanced Sword Spirit level within a year. He was only a quasi-sword spirit back then, but now his strength is on par with mine."

If Hua Qing had heard these words, would he have lowered his head in shame? Jian Zhi was only a senior swordsman back then. He could not even be considered a swordsman.

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Little Heng was very busy! It was updated a little later, so let's not worry about it, brothers! Hehe!