In a split second, an incomparably powerful and sharp sword aura soared into the sky. The Heavenly Sword's sword spirit trembled slightly, and the sword aura swallowed and spat out, then it burst forth with a sharp sword aura that was about forty meters long!
"Traversal!"
Wang Yan swung his sword and the void shattered. It was like a meteor streaking across the sky, unstoppable.
Everyone felt their eyes light up, and a resplendent sword qi that was like a waterfall rapidly enlarged in their line of sight, traversing horizontally.
"No!
I don't want to die … Ah! "
"Run! We can't fight this man!"
"Oh my god!
This man is too scary. Everyone, run for your lives … "
Seeing the sword Qi descend with unstoppable momentum, the originally valiant and spirited crowd, who swore to kill Wang Yan on the spot, scattered.
But it was too late. The sword aura was like a meteor, fast as lightning.
Before the crowd could disperse and escape in all directions, they saw the dazzling Sword Qi that was like a waterfall slash towards them.
In an instant, there was a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. Limbs were severed as hundreds of people were sliced in half at the waist!
The sharp and swift Sword Qi wreaked havoc and swept through the surroundings, instantly devouring the lives of hundreds of people!
Even though Wang Yan was mentally prepared, he was still stunned. He admired the Heavenly Sword Elder very much.
This move, Traversing the Four Directions, was only the first move of the thirty-six moves of the Heaven Killing Sword Art. Furthermore, Wang Yan used it on the spot. He did not execute it to the limits at all, yet it was enough to cause such astonishing lethality.
It was not hard to imagine that if one fully mastered the Heavenly Sword Art and used it to its fullest potential, one would be able to kill the heavens and the earth.
However, after inspecting his energy center, Wang Yan decisively gave up on learning and using the Heavenly Sword Art on the spot.
Because this sword art alone had drained one-tenth of Wang Yan's energy center of astral power. It was indeed a low-level heaven-class martial arts technique.
Wang Yan did not chase after the dozens of people who had escaped from the Traversal's sword aura.
The reason why he did this was to intimidate the others. To put it bluntly, he was killing the chicken to warn the monkey.
As long as no one took the initiative to attack them, they would be able to advance to the knockout stage after an hour.
Sure enough, as Wang Yan expected, after he displayed his invincible might and killed thousands of people with a single sword strike, not a single person came forward to attack him.
Wang Yan put away his Heavenly Sword Spirit and stood with his hands behind his back. He listened to the deafening shouts and watched the figures flying back and forth, as if he was an outsider watching a show.
No matter how fierce and dangerous the fight was, everyone consciously avoided Wang Yan.
For a time, with Wang Yan as the center, no one dared to step foot within a radius of fifty kilometers.
After waiting for around ten seconds, Wang Yan was wondering if his killing spree would attract Bai Yiyuan's attention. At that moment, the latter's gentle and magnetic voice that contained an indescribable power traveled into this space.
"Half an hour has passed. Those who are unscathed and still have the power to fight will advance to the knockout stage."
As he spoke, a vast and majestic power of the Divine Soul, like the abyss and the sea, swept across.
No one, including Wang Yan, could resist this terrifying power of the Divine Soul.
The next moment, Wang Yan only felt dizzy. When he opened his eyes again, he found that he was already in the square outside the reception palace. Like him, there were countless people who had advanced to the knockout stage.
Seeing this, Wang Yan had to sigh at the attraction of the Convention of Talents.
This grand event hosted by the Jinling Dynasty brought together all the young talents of the Dongzhou Continent.
As long as the conditions of the Convention of Talents were met, anyone could participate.
"Tomorrow at this time, the knockout stage will begin. Don't miss the time, or we won't wait for you."
"Next, there will be a reception envoy to arrange accommodation for those who advanced to the knockout stage. Please be patient."
Bai Yiyuan's voice resounded through the sky and clearly reached everyone's ears.
Wang Yan restrained his breath and hid in the crowd, appearing inconspicuous.
Although he was not afraid of Bai Yiyuan from the bottom of his heart, he had to come out on top in the Convention of Geniuses. If he was discovered by Bai Yiyuan before then, he would not be able to complete his mother's request.
Just as Wang Yan was waiting in boredom, he suddenly noticed that someone was coming towards him. He scanned with his Divine Soul and couldn't help but frown.
"Little brother, are you free now?
If there is nothing else, please come to my humble house and have a chat? "
Looking at the group of people who appeared in front of him, Wang Yan's eyes swept over them and he was puzzled.
This group of people wore uniform robes with the word "Nangong" embroidered on the left chest. It was bold and vigorous.
They were all about twenty years old, with arrogant expressions and indifferent eyes.
The leader was a middle-aged man in his forties. He wore a black robe, his hair was loose, and his body was broad.
He had a square face with two thick eyebrows. He looked dignified without being angry.
Especially that pair of black and white eyes, which inadvertently flashed with a bright light, filled with wisdom and depth.
He was like a man who had experienced the ups and downs of the world.
"Not interested."
Wang Yan rejected him flatly. Then, he turned and looked elsewhere, leaving this group of people to see his tall and thin back.
"Boy, don't be ungrateful, do you know …"
"Shut up!"
The middle-aged man scolded and chuckled, "It seems that little brother doesn't know my identity. There are many people here, why not come to my humble house for a chat?"
"No need to beat around the bush, just say what you want to say."
After saying that, Wang Yan slowly turned around and looked at the middle-aged man, "I really don't know your identity, but I think you don't know mine either."
"If there is nothing else, you can leave, lest you be implicated by me."
The middle-aged man suddenly chuckled and shook his head, "Little brother, you really have character, then I won't hide it."
"I am a member of the Nangong family, ranked third, named Nangong Lie. Just now I saw little brother shine in the knockout competition, are you interested in joining the Nangong family?"
"Don't worry, I won't ask little brother to do anything, as long as little brother protects the participants of the Nangong family in the Convention of Talents."
"After this, there will be a handsome reward, and I can promise little brother a condition, are you interested?"
Hearing this, Wang Yan's brain worked quickly, and he finally remembered the origin of the Nangong family, and he couldn't help but be shocked.
Since ancient times, there had been four major families in the East Continent, namely Nangong Dongfang, Beiming Ximen, and Ximen.
These four major families were known to be comparable to the three temples of the East Continent, and they could be called giants.
Thinking of this, Wang Yan raised his eyebrows. "I only have one question. All the people who came to participate in the Convention of Geniuses are dragons and phoenixes among men. They are all talented people. Why did you choose me?"
Nangong Lie chuckled, "It's simple, because little brother, you are not only decisive in killing, but also powerful."
"On the surface, it seems that your cultivation is only at the first stage of Cuixing Realm, but you can kill thousands of people by yourself in an instant. This is not something that anyone can do."
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