Song Yuanze.

Nicknamed Xiaoyao Sword.

He is the younger brother of the head of the Song family. Although he only has dual spiritual roots, he is very talented in swordsmanship. When he was in the Jindan realm, he set a brilliant record of killing Yuanying realm cultivators by crossing levels.

Now, he has become a master at the peak of the Nascent Soul Realm. As long as he wants, he can become the next head of the Song family.

It's a pity that Song Yuanze doesn't like being bound by nature and is not interested in power. He only likes to live a wandering and helpless life. It is surprising that he can represent the Song family and honestly participate in the sword-fighting conference this time.

At this time, Song Yuanze just swung out a sword and immediately gained the recognition of the recalled sword intent.

whoosh!

A sword intent separated from the giant sword and penetrated into Song Yuanze's mind. He closed his eyes and was trying to comprehend and refine this sword intent.

Seeing this, everyone showed envy and admiration.

"Oh my god! As expected of Song Yuanze, this weirdo, he actually gained Jian Yi's recognition so quickly!"

"I didn't expect that Song Yuanze also cultivated the sword intent of memory..."

Soon, Song Yuanze fully understood the sword intent of memory. When he opened his eyes, a faint sword light flashed in his eyes.

The next moment, a white light descended from the sky and completely enveloped him. As long as Song Yuanze wanted, he could leave and enter the next level at any time.

"Senior Song, I wonder what the secret to passing the level is?"

Everyone asked hurriedly.

Although Song Yuanze came from a noble family, his attitude was very friendly. He narrowed his eyes and smiled, saying, "Beg me, and I'll tell you."

“…”

After a brief silence, everyone was about to beg him for help when Song Yuanze added, "However, this trick is only suitable for beautiful female cultivators."

Following Song Yuanze's gaze, everyone's eyes fell on the only female cultivator present, Jiang Deng.

"Why are you all looking at me?"

Jiang Deng frowned subconsciously, then pushed Leng Baige away, "He's prettier than me, let him ask."

Leng Baige: "..."

Because he was angry that Jiang Deng sold him out so quickly, the teardrop mole at the corner of Leng Baige's eyes became even redder.

However, he did not dismantle Jiang Deng's stand. Instead, he frowned and looked at Song Yuanze, "Human, if you have any nonsense, speak it out!"

Song Yuanze shrugged with regret, "This demon cultivator is indeed beautiful, but it's a pity that she is not a woman. She is also a different species from me, so I'm sorry that I can't be frank."

As he spoke, Song Yuanze looked at Jiang Deng with a smile, "If you are willing to ask, I will definitely answer you in detail."

This human being actually ignored me?

Leng Baige's temper flared up immediately, and he decisively blocked Jiang Deng's way. "How can you tease my friend?"

When facing Leng Baige, whom he was not interested in, Song Yuanze's narrowed eyes suddenly opened, with a sword intent in them. The smile on his face completely disappeared, replaced by a strong murderous intent.

"Mr. Yao Xiu, do you think Song is easy to talk to?"

"Back when I was traveling the world, I killed many demon cultivators, including rabbit demons like you, who were so delicate and tender. I roasted and ate them all."

As soon as he finished speaking, Leng Baige's anger completely surged up, and he drew his sword angrily.

"Human, you actually ate rabbits? Die!"

After saying that, he was about to go up and fight with Song Yuanze regardless of anything. Fortunately, Old Eagle on the side saw that the situation was not good and quickly held Leng Baige down and went up to die.

Jiang Deng was watching in amazement.

Tsk tsk tsk, I didn’t expect Leng Baige, a rabbit spirit, to have such a bad temper.

He was provoking Song Yuanze like this, but he wasn't afraid that someone would pierce him through with a sword...

"alright!"

Jiang Deng decisively bypassed Leng Baige, walked to the front, and looked at Song Yuanze without hesitation, "I am now asking you how to gain the recognition of the sword will, you can tell me now."

"Since the girl has spoken, Song will speak frankly."

When facing Jiang Deng, Song Yuanze's expression immediately changed, and he said very friendly: "If you want to gain the recognition of Jian Yi, you have two choices. One is to cut off the memories of the past, and the other is to accept the memories of the past."

Jiang Deng instantly became interested, "What did you choose?"

Song Yuanze shook the long hair by his ear and said in a nonchalant manner, "Of course I accept it. No matter how bad the memories of the past are, they are my own memories. Only by accepting them can I be a complete person."

"I don't agree!"

Leng Baige immediately retorted, "As cultivators of my generation, we should give and gain."

The smile in Song Yuanze's eyes disappeared. "How do you know whether you will gain more or lose more after making this decision?"

"Human, stop talking nonsense! If you have the guts, compete with me and see who can pass the test the fastest!"

Leng Baige continued to provoke.

Song Yuanze didn't agree immediately. Instead, he glanced at Old Eagle standing next to Leng Baige. He realized that he was also at the peak of the Nascent Soul Realm and his strength was comparable to his. In addition, he was also a demon cultivator, so he was afraid that he would not be so easy to deal with...

Not wanting to waste time on irrelevant monsters, Song Yuanze simply waved to Jiang Deng and said, "Miss, there are too many irrelevant people here. I will leave first. We will talk during the final battle. I hope you will not let me down."

"Heh!" Jiang Deng scolded softly, "Just make it through the next level. Don't wait until the final battle when we won't see you."

"Song never breaks his promise to a beautiful girl."

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Yuanze's figure suddenly became ethereal and disappeared in an instant.

"snort!"

Leng Baige shook off the old eagle who was holding him and said indignantly, "If you hadn't stopped me just now, I would have finished off this abominable human!"

Old Eagle looked up at the sky in silence.

If this dead rabbit wasn't the Demon King's beloved pet, he really would have killed Leng Baige long ago.

Jiang Deng looked at Leng Baige with admiration, "This is the first time I've heard someone describe the act of giving oneself away as something so elegant and refined."

“…”

Leng Baige's forehead veins were throbbing, and he finally snorted coldly, no longer paying attention to Jiang Deng, and began to study the sword intent.

He did exactly as he had said just now. No matter whether the memories that came to his mind were good or bad, he chose to discard them all.

Combining his own will with sword moves, the sword intent was born. Leng Baige used the Menghui Sword to perform one sword move after another, all of which slashed towards the giant sword.

Even when the spiritual energy in his dantian was exhausted, he still failed to resonate with the giant sword like Song Yuanze did.

Seeing this, Leng Baige couldn't help but feel a little doubtful.

Is his choice really wrong?

No! He doesn't believe it!

Leng Baige gritted his teeth and quickly sat cross-legged on the ground to recover his spiritual power and prepare to start a new round of efforts.

At this time, Jiang Deng, who was watching the battle on the side, saw that Old Eagle had successfully obtained the recognition of the sword intent and had left this space, leaving only Leng Baige, the little white rabbit. Jiang Deng immediately came over.

"Xiao Baibai, your swordsmanship skills are so poor, why did you come to participate in the sword competition?"