Chapter 166: Immortal Sect Champion

Forty-nine seven-colored feathers soared in the sky, occasionally plunging deeply into the sea, shuttling and strangling endlessly, and many places where water droplets were shattered again and again.

Jin Lingfeng had forty-nine colored ribbons whistling around her body, truly like a rainbow-weaving girl, an immortal descending to the world.

Her small face was wrinkled into a ball.

"Great Sun Sword Son, where are you?"

"Come out, okay?"

Under the sea surface,

Jiang Ding was completely transparent, following the water waves, not knowing when he had already moved more than eight hundred meters away from Jin Lingfeng and her seven-colored feather killing array, and like the water flow, continued to move away.

"I said don't call me Great Sun Sword Son!"

Jiang Ding cursed secretly.

These unscrupulous dogs who gave people nicknames, the more you resisted, the more excited they were, the more they came.

"Sword intent, seems to be very compatible with the Small Breath-Holding Technique?"

After cursing, Jiang Ding fell into thought.

Sword cultivators pay attention to condensing ten thousand magic powers into one point, and their control over magic power is extremely strong; it can be said that apart from the sword tip, there is no place where sword qi overflows.

Small Breath-Holding Technique, sword intent, and the high-grade special magic treasure reconnaissance camouflage produced by the Immortal Sect, the combination of the three allowed him to have a terrifying hidden ability that could deceive the spiritual sense of Foundation Establishment cultivators.

Of course,

Being able to hide from the search of a Tier 2 war commander should be partly because her armored command vehicle loaded with Tier 2 infantry spiritual sub-radar was not nearby.

"Come out!"

"Coward!"

Jin Lingfeng flew around in the sky, forty-nine seven-colored feathers stabbed back and forth, entered the water and flew out, without any discovery.

After a full twenty minutes.

"Should I..."

The magic power in her body was more than half consumed, and a look of hesitation appeared on her small face.

Maintaining the Tier 2 killing array at all times was not an easy thing!

If it weren't for the fact that her magic treasure embryos were of extremely good material and were nurtured by the mother's Nascent Soul from the embryo stage, the fit was unbelievably high, she would not be able to maintain the killing array for more than a few minutes before her magic power was completely exhausted.

"Little Wind Bell is going to lose."

In a cave dwelling somewhere unknown, a palace-dressed beautiful woman like a moon palace fairy said faintly under the moonlight.

"This is a good thing, so she won't always regard herself as those rough foreign cultivators, relying on the killing array to fight and kill at close range, like a monkey."

"If you let go, let go!"

"Just for a little while."

Jin Lingfeng gritted her teeth, temporarily reducing the power of the Tier 2 killing array, restoring it to the Tier 1 level, and recovering the magic power in her body at the fastest speed.

Swish!

In the endless sky, a huge azure ancient tree rose from the ground, towering into the firmament, as if to tear the sky apart, destruction, damage, the terrifying aura of the end of the law shining over heaven and earth.

"Great Light Sword Technique"!

Spiritual sense concealment!

"Not good!"

Jin Lingfeng's small face changed color, hurriedly restoring the construction of the Tier 2 killing array, which was not difficult, only needing a very short time.

Just as she was about to cast the spell, her eyes were covered in azure, a hole appeared on her smooth and white forehead, transparent from front to back, and sword qi seeped into her brain, grinding away all vitality.

"This is the end of the nickname dog!"

More than eight hundred meters away, Jiang Ding floated up from the sea.

Swish!

The azure flying sword returned happily, falling beside him, metal roots, trunks, and branches and leaves spread out, a blue-gold small tree 2.2 meters high appeared on the sea surface, swallowing and spitting out heaven and earth spiritual energy and great sun essence within a radius of several hundred meters.

A great sun phantom floated in the shade.

"Grew taller again."

Jiang Ding had a sudden realization.

Sword cultivators must grow in uninterrupted battles; the more cruel the battle, the better, and the closer the strength to the opponent, the better. As long as they don't die, the progress will far exceed ordinary bitter cultivation.

"Jiang Ding, win."

"You have won first place in the cold weapon subject of the Immortal Sect's college entrance exam."

"Thirty minutes later, the college entrance exam actual combat assessment begins, please candidates prepare."

Jiang Ding sat cross-legged under the tree and entered a deep cultivation state, recovering his greatly consumed soul.

At home, silence.

"Champion?"

Lin Wanqiu was trance-like, uncertain.

This was the Immortal Sect champion!

It was not a trivial matter. Future Nascent Soul cultivators were likely to be born among the champions of various subjects, with a very high probability, tens of thousands of times higher than ordinary people.

Lifespan of 1,200 years, watching the life and death of unknown generations of mortals.

"It is the Immortal Sect champion!"

Lin Yong came back to his senses and sighed: "Our family, a true dragon has emerged. How could I not see anything special about this kid when he was young? He was just a shy and timid kid."

"How could there be none?"

Grandma recalled.

"He liked swords very much when he was three or four years old, from plastic swords that flashed to wooden swords, and finally to metal swords. I have never seen his sword not by his side."

"Really!"

Old man Lin Gang looked surprised and remembered it too.

Immortal Capital.

"It's this look."

True Person Huang Mao intercepted a picture and enlarged it in front of him: "Look, it's this kind of sword maniac look, exactly the same as Great Sun sword cultivators. You educators should pay attention. This kind of student is an unstable factor."

"If I met him on the side of the road, I would believe it if you said he had killed hundreds of people."

It was precisely the moment Jiang Ding killed Jin Lingfeng and had an epiphany.

"Shouldn't be."

True Person Dinghai said uncertainly: "I have read the student's information. He has always been silent and quiet, law-abiding and orderly. Yes, in previous tests, his ideology and morality have never been lower than 130 points."

"How much?"

"How much did you say?"

True Person Huang Mao's tone was a big cut higher.

This score, in their era, the top students might not necessarily get it, and it had been proven in previous wars that such high-scoring ideology and morality cultivators were very reliable comrades.

"Specific grades cannot be told to the old senior."

True Person Dinghai shook his head: "But it can be determined that his ideology and morality grades are very high, law-abiding, and he is a good little friend."

"Damn, is the central array spirit computer's program logic confused? This kind of both annoying and sword cultivator..."

True Person Huang Mao muttered endlessly.

Rong City, in a wealthy area.

Jiang Chaoyang's face revealed shock, disbelief, excitement, fear, and other emotions, almost appearing at the same time, more complex than a pile of overturned seasoning bottles.

"Why, regret it?"

Opposite, a lazy woman stretched and mocked.

Her skin looked darker, and she was shorter, with an ordinary appearance.

But her aura was late-stage Qi Condensation, belonging to the absolute upper class in Rong City, and she could easily earn wealth that ordinary people couldn't earn for several lifetimes.

"Honghong, what are you saying? How is that possible."

Jiang Chaoyang smiled reluctantly.

"Haha! No need to cover up."

Li Weihong laughed even more happily upon hearing this: "What kind of person you are, this old lady doesn't know? Can be said to be a despicable villain, completely without bottom line, dirty and unbearable, human scum."

"Fortunately, this old lady only looks at the face, everything else doesn't matter. If there is any situation, I can suppress it at will."

She walked over, gently touched Jiang Chaoyang's masculine and handsome face, revealing a trace of intoxication: "I read the information of that champion. Guess what? In previous exams, his ideology and morality were at least 131 points."

"What does this mean?"

"It means that as long as I don't violate the Immortal Sect's laws, he won't actively retaliate against me. It's just moral condemnation, what does it count for."

"Haha, more importantly, compared to me, he seems to hate you more?"

Jiang Chaoyang's face was very ugly.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 167 =====