Chapter 211 Drawing the Sword

The night was deep, the stars were shining, and majestic spiritual energy was circling in the sky, forming a stream of blue light that continued downwards and lasted for half the night.

The night gradually faded away, with insects chirping, until the next morning when the east turned white and the sun shone brightly.

At noon, the breeze in the courtyard blew into the east wing of the room whose window was not closed, causing the list of swords that had been casually placed on the table when he returned home last night to rustle.

At this time, Ji You woke up from his coma. After being stunned for a long time, his eyes regained vitality. He looked down and found that the sweat on his body had dried up. In addition, due to sleeping too much last night, his clothes had become wrinkled into a ball.

After washing and changing clothes, I cleared my mind in the courtyard with the breeze blowing.

Ji You, who was fully awake, clenched his fist and released his energy. A powerful wave of air rushed out, making the whole room buzz. Air continued to whistle wildly through the gaps in the doors and windows, and it gradually subsided after half an hour.

The soreness from last night was still unusually strong, but he subconsciously suppressed his soft cry of pain.

When he lived in Senior Sister Wen's courtyard before, he could still blame her for the problems. But now that he's back, if he doesn't restrain himself, the people in the inner courtyard will say that he can have a lot of fun in the courtyard alone...

At this time, the voice of Wen Siyuan, a disciple of the Head Court, was heard outside the courtyard again. He then pushed the door open and handed a letter from Shengjing to Ji You.

The letter was from Kuang Cheng, saying that he hadn't seen me for a long time and wondered if Brother Ji was doing well.

Seeing the words "Long time no see", Ji You's mouth twitched, and then he took out paper and pen from the room to write back.

Those who are loyal and righteous are usually butchers, and those who are most ruthless are usually scholars.

Wen Siyuan couldn't help but open his mouth at this time: "Junior Brother Ji, aren't you going to Dengxian Baiyutai to take a look today?"

"What is there to see at Baiyutai?"

"A senior brother from the Rong Dao Realm in the academy went to my Head Office today and handed in a letter to challenge Shi Junhao who is defending the ring."

Ji You looked up when he heard the voice, with a hint of surprise in his eyes: "It turns out that someone from Rong Dao Realm is the first to start a fight?"

Wen Siyuan chuckled in his heart, wondering why the Rong Dao Realm started the fight first after crossing the Tong Xuan Realm. Junior Brother, don’t you know that it’s you who suppressed this realm? But he still smiled and said, "The preliminaries are like this. The first challenger will fight first."

"I thought the disciples in the academy were all... quite cautious."

"Four places in the Rong Dao realm have already been secured by Senior Sister He, Senior Sister Xiao, Junior Brother Chai, and Senior Brother Shi, so for the Rong Dao realm, it doesn't make much difference who comes first or later."

"Lock? How do I lock the spot?"

Wen Siyuan pursed his lips and said, "The four of them agreed to take turns to go on stage and not to meet each other. After Senior Brother Shi wins five times, Chaihu will defend the ring, followed by Senior Sister Xiao, and finally Senior Sister He. Therefore, the other senior brothers and sisters in the Rong Dao realm will encounter powerful opponents no matter when they go on stage, so there is no order of priority."

Ji You chuckled after hearing this: "It sounds like a harmonious situation, but it's still a monopoly. But He Lingxiu seems to be in seclusion, right?"

"We are only one step away. It will take a month to compete for the top three spots, so there is still enough time."

"Elbow, go down the mountain and take a look."

Ji You finished reading the letter and put it into his sleeve. Then he stood up and walked out of the yard, wondering what the hell was going on with him.

At this time, a large number of people had gathered in the outer courtyard. Looking from the mountain road, one could see a sea of ​​people everywhere. The scene was no less exciting than last year's Autumn Fight.

As Ji You came down the mountain, all eyes that were originally darting around suddenly began to look over here. Even Shi Junhao, who was guarding the arena, couldn't help but turn his head and lock onto his figure.

After the list of Tongxuan Realm masters was announced, no one has challenged Ji You yet.

Shi Junhao didn't expect that he would be the first one to be challenged.

Because logically speaking, the gap between the Rong Dao realms should be much greater than that of the Tong Xuan realm, just like the Rong Dao of those immortal villas in Fengzhou, even three of them added together may not be able to compare to the Rong Dao of the Immortal Sect.

The reason for such a gap is that there are many factors that affect the cultivation level in the realm of Rong Dao, and the slightest deviation will cause one to fall behind others.

While the other disciples were looking at Ji You, what they were thinking in their hearts was that this was the kind of person who could intimidate an entire realm of disciples.

Among them were some new disciples who were classmates with Xiang Fu, the daughter of the governor of Danshui County. They had seen Ji You many times and could not help but take a few more glances at him.

In addition, nobles in the capital also participated, resulting in a huge crowd.

"Junior brother, here!"

In the crowd, Ban Yangshu waved at him.

Beside you, there are Cao Jinsong and others, as well as the Lu sisters, all looking over.

Ji You walked over and asked: "Who wants to challenge Shi Junhao?"

"Yang Zijin, a person who has been trapped in the Rong Dao realm for nearly fifteen years, the Tian Dao Conference is his last chance."

"Some old guys again, but why didn't Senior Sister Wen come?"

Ban Yangshu lowered his voice and said, "She has reached the threshold of the upper realm. She will probably come out of retreat with He Lingxiu. Everyone in the courtyard should have noticed that she is going to challenge He Lingxiu again."

Ji You opened his mouth and said, "Actually, Senior Sister Wen can also practice swordsmanship with me. Although it may not have any decisive impact on the first level of Rong Dao, it will still help you become stronger."

Cao Jinsong couldn't help but speak up at this time: "Time is still tight to break through to the upper realm before the Heavenly Dao Conference. Your Senior Sister Wen can only focus all her energy on breaking through the realm."

Ji You nodded, and then saw a figure walking onto the stage.

Inner courtyard of the Tao realm, Yang Zijin.

It is said that he is nearly fifty years old, which is not considered old in the world of immortal cultivation. He is still in his prime and needs to go out and work hard.

Ji You pondered for a while, and suddenly felt several gazes looking towards the southeast, so he turned around and saw several elders from the Elders' Pavilion.

Fang, Ge, Yang, Shi, Xiao.

Elders like them are already infinitely close to the Great Dao, and are increasingly attracted by the Heavenly Dao. Their realm is profound, and their lifespans are almost exhausted. They are eager to break through, so they sit in the mountains longer than the disciples and rarely appear in the public eye.

Even Qiu Dou from the outer courtyard could not attract their attention.

However, the Tiandao Conference is a big event after all, especially since the contestants are related to the families behind them, so it is normal for them to come out and take a look.

At this moment, Elder Fang looked at Ji You with a gaze as sharp as a knife, his expression indifferent, and after a long time he snorted coldly.

Ji You looked at him and then raised his middle finger.

"Brother, what are you doing?"

"Flex your fingers."

"oh."

At this moment, as the gong of the Office of the President sounded, a whistling wave of wind instantly arose on the ring.

The disciples surrounding the venue were basically from the outer courtyard. Their cultivation was not high to begin with, and now when they felt the pressure from the upper realm of Rong Dao, they all held their breath involuntarily.

At this moment, Lu Hanyan and Lu Qingqiu couldn't help but use their spiritual energy to resist the pressure, and then they turned their heads to the right at the same time.

Cao Jinsong was already at the upper level of the Dao of Integration, so this pressure was just a breeze to him.

Although Ban Yangshu's realm was slightly lower, he had already touched the threshold of the middle realm of Rong Dao, so he was not suppressed too obviously by this pressure.

However, Ji You's state was quite surprising. He looked even calmer than Cao Jinsong beside him, as if the pressure that could overwhelm everyone did not exist. Instead, he was extremely focused on the ring.

It is as if there are two completely different weathers in the same sky. Some people feel that there is a strong wind blowing in front of them and the air is as heavy as a mountain, while others feel that the sky is clear and cloudless.

However, few people present noticed this, because Shi Junhao on the ring had already moved.

With a sharp whistle, the sharp sword in his hand slashed out like lightning, accompanied by rolling thunder.

The sword was infused with profound magic, and it pressed down on the opponent in front of him with overwhelming force.

Yang Zijin also reacted very quickly. He swung his sword to meet the attack in an instant. A dazzling purple light burst out from the sword, like a meteor in the dark night, and went straight towards Shi Junhao.

The surrounding disciples all opened their eyes wide, staring at the arena, and saw countless mysterious lights buzzing in the air, interweaving into a gorgeous light curtain. Two figures were caught in the wind and waves, going back and forth and colliding violently.

The dull thud of "boom" made everyone's eardrums hurt.

Yang Zijin took three steps back, took a deep breath, muttered something, and stroked the blade with his hand.

In an instant, a dazzling light condensed on the blade and it slashed out again fiercely.

On the other hand, Shi Junhao was already surrounded by strong mysterious light and surging air waves, like a god of war. He swung his sword while roaring, and the powerful force directly shook the white jade platform, making it rumble. Yang Zijin was once again forced back by this huge force.

In the eyes of all the disciples, this was more exciting than last year's autumn fight.

In the eyes of all the disciples, this battle was far more exciting than last year's autumn battle.

Because all he saw before his eyes was a fierce clash of magic techniques, the light was dazzling.

Especially some disciples with lower realms, who are in the lower three realms. Except for seeing such spectacular magic on Chu He last year in Qiu Dou, this is the first time they have seen a fight between high realms.

Then, longing and desire rose from the bottom of his eyes, as if he saw his own future.

According to Cao Jinsong, Shi Junhao followed the path of having all the laws accompanying him, integrating all the power of the Heavenly Dao he had comprehended into himself, which was quite similar to the Chu family's Hun Tian magic.

However, Yang Zijin practiced several techniques horizontally, but did not integrate them together. Instead, he performed them separately.

What he had just endowed the iron knife with was the explosive thunder energy from the Four Symbols Method, which was based on spiritual energy and emphasized instantaneous burst, releasing all the great power in a flash.

While listening to Cao Jinsong's explanation, Ji You looked at the stage, with countless rays of light and sparks reflected in his eyes.

Then there was another sound of iron vibrations. Yang Zijin's attack was fierce and his moves were swift and decisive. It was obvious that he was full of strong desire for the Tiandao Society.

He is already this age and has been trapped in the Rongdao realm for many years. If he cannot enter Yingtian, he will remain in this realm for the rest of his life. This is the sorrow of a cultivator.

When you set out on this road, you think it is an extremely wide road leading to heaven, so you will feel extremely desperate when you see the end.

In his mind, the place where the sages attained enlightenment was the only chance, so he poured all his strength into every move he made.

However, Shi Junhao seemed to be more at ease. The mysterious light emitted by several straight swords made it difficult for Yang Zijin's iron knife to get close.

With a "clang" sound, Yang Zijin's iron knife suddenly froze in the air, as if it was held tightly by an invisible big hand, and the hard blade actually bent down with an arc visible to the naked eye.

They are two stagnant forces.

One force was pushing upwards, the other was pushing downwards, and the two forces in different directions firmly restrained the opponent's knife.

At this moment, Shi Junhao's stomping on the ground was like thunder, and the iron sword was rumbling with the blessing magic, and the iron sword slashed down fiercely in an instant.

Just when everyone felt that Yang Zijin would be unable to resist the sword, he suddenly loosened his hold on the knife, slapped his palms out, and a barrier of energy appeared in his palms, fiercely facing the sword that was attacking him.

The Four Symbols Method uses Qi as a barrier to instantly block the opponent's attack.

Shi Junhao drew his sword back, then re-condensed his magic on the sword body, gathered a violent energy, and swung it down again.

Under the whistling magic, the two sides fought back and forth.

Facing Shi Junhao's sword swing, Yang Zijin used his Qi barrier to resist several times, and then suddenly swung his fist, and the instantaneous collapse of thunder went straight from top to bottom, dazzling the onlookers.

This is the true integration of Dao, the integration of Dao of the Immortal Sect.

Afterwards, he flew up into the sky and tried many times to retrieve the iron knife, but was blocked by the iron sword that came from the air each time, and he was unable to achieve his wish.

But the whistling sword failed to cut him, as it was still blocked by the air barrier.

Just when everyone thought that Shi Junhao would withdraw his sword and attack again like last time, the iron sword in his hand suddenly trembled, making a loud sound of golden swords colliding, and cut into them fiercely.

Another invisible energy directly poured onto the iron sword.

Just like a hammer hitting a nail, suddenly, the applied force instantly gave the iron sword the momentum to move forward again.

Yang Zijin should have pulled back his strength, then pushed sideways to dodge the sword, and used the thunderbolt to attack his back...

This sword of Shi Junhao is purely a tool for casting spells. Relying on the magic power, he only cares about the front and not the back...

However, Yang Zijin did not withdraw his strength, but opened his eyes wide and tried to gather his energy again.

But the next moment, two puffs were heard, and a huge wave rushed up into the sky. Shi Junhao shouted loudly and fiercely cut open the air barrier, causing the huge wave to roar.

Boom! Yang Zijin flew out backwards, and the dust settled.

"Jun Hao's performance was a bit stronger than in Xue Yu."

Elder Ge couldn't help but twirl his beard lightly and looked at the elders around him.

Yang Zijin's uncle Yang Zhiping is also an elder of Yingtian Realm. He couldn't help but feel a hint of disappointment flash across his eyes, but he didn't show it. Instead, like everyone else, he nodded approvingly at Shi Junhao's performance.

At this moment, Elder Fang could not help but frowning, looking at the figure with golden eyes opposite him, wondering what he saw.

"How did you feel after seeing the Immortal Sect's Rong Dao battle?"

“Very strong.”

Ji You came back to his senses, and the golden light in his eyes was restrained: "If Yang Zijin was smarter, he should be able to hold on a little longer, but... it doesn't make much sense."

Cao Jinsong nodded: "There is a clear gap in realm between the two. No matter what the process is, the outcome is obvious."

“In fact, the timing is perfect.”

"Are you talking about Shi Junhao's subsequent sword?"

"I mean, it's time to eat."

"?"

The first competition in Rong Dao Realm was fought with great fanfare and attracted countless attention. Even when the dust settled, some people were still immersed in the shock and could not extricate themselves, and were unable to leave for a long time.

Tianshu Academy does not allow disciples to fight privately, and the inner court disciples are used to sitting in the mountains to practice, like a dragon that can't be seen from head to tail.

Therefore, battles like this involving magic are indeed rare.

At this time, Shi Junhao had already put away his sword and left the scene, but many onlookers were still looking at the empty venue and sighing.

Even for the defeated Yang Zijin, his Four Symbols Technique was enough to make people marvel, not to mention Shi Junhao's weird and unpredictable power technique, which was even more beyond belief.

The most important thing is that this is only the first match of the Tiandaohui preliminaries. Apart from the private battle between the elders, the remaining battles are enough to make the entire Shengjing boil for two months.

Those who were preparing to participate in the ring competition were also thoughtful after seeing this battle.

So not long after, someone went to the Office of the Administrator alone.

Ji You was at Xianshanfang at this time, with several bowls piled in front of him. Sitting behind the bowls was the murderous Cao Jinsong.

This is what body training is all about, the intake is relatively large.

However, despite his large appetite, Ji You's eating manner was still extremely elegant, and he did not eat like a wolf.

But just when he was enjoying his meal, a disciple from the Head Office suddenly came in hurriedly from outside.

The person who came was not Wen Siyuan, because Wen Siyuan was responsible for conveying messages to the inner courtyard, and the disciple who came this time was specifically responsible for the preliminary selection of the Tiandao Association.

At this time, he looked around Xianshanfang for a long time, then locked onto Ji You, who had the best appetite among the crowd, and handed him a note.

Seeing this scene, Xianshanfang, which was originally discussing the battle, suddenly became silent, and all the people gathered here couldn't help but look sideways.

"Junior Brother Ji, you have to defend the ring tomorrow."

"good."

Ji You took the post and glanced at it: "Would you like to eat something together?"

Cao Jinsong: “?”

The disciple of the Head Office bowed politely and said, "Thank you, Junior Brother, but I have already eaten."

"Really? Then I won't be polite."

"Enjoy your meal, Junior Brother. I'll take my leave now."

Ji You nodded, and then he found that Cao Jinsong took the post and took a look at it.

The disciples nearby also raised their eyes, as if they wanted to see the name clearly.

During this time, Ji You quietly asked for two more bowls of noodles. By the time Cao Jinsong realized what was happening, it was too late to stop him...

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Lu Hanyan was right beside him at this time: "Brother, who will challenge you tomorrow?"

Ji You put down his chopsticks, sneered with a heavy look in his eyes, "He has no name, and we only know that he was born in Wuzhen. He makes it quite mysterious."

Cao Jinsong raised his head at this time: "That man is called Wu Zhen."

"?"

Wu Zhen, a disciple from the outer courtyard, has not made a breakthrough in the Tongxuan realm for five years. However, he was also the one who was previously praised by those around him for his profound cultivation.

Among the Tongxuan realm in the outer courtyard, Wu Zhen has the highest combat power.

It is said that two years ago, after realizing that he could not make any progress on the path to enlightenment, he has been trying to find other ways and many methods.

Ji You listened to Cao Jinsong's introduction and nodded slightly.

I don’t know him very well, and there’s no need to remember him.

He ate half his fill, then put away the challenge and returned to the inner courtyard.

The news that Wu Zhen was going to challenge Ji You soon spread through various channels and was discussed until the early morning of the next day.

As the sun rose higher, countless inner court disciples headed down the mountain, including Shi Junhao and Xiao Hanyan.

They were at the Rong Dao realm and shouldn't have been so concerned about the fight in the Tong Xuan realm, but since the matter involved Ji You, they still couldn't keep their composure.

Because they had all seen the sword in the wilderness, they were very curious about what Ji You would be like without the sword skills of Lingjian Mountain.

At the same time, young men from aristocratic families in the capital also flocked into the Tianshu Academy, and their ideas were similar to those of the people in the inner courtyard.

So it wasn't long before the Wudao Field became crowded with people.

Wu Zhen arrived here early and was getting familiar with the site of the White Jade Terrace, and seemed to be formulating an attack plan.

When he saw the list of Tongxuan Realm defenders, he originally didn't want to participate in the first five rounds because he was not very confident facing Ji You.

However, Tongxuan, who entered the inner courtyard by chance the year before last, was his chosen target.

But when he knew that Ji You would not use swordsmanship to defend the ring this time, he suddenly became eager to do something.

So he made extensive preparations, purchasing countless spirit stones, magical instruments, and protective pills, hoping to gain a chance to see the moon after the clouds have cleared.

At this time, he walked around the white jade platform and found that several elders of the Elders' Pavilion were looking at him. There was a glimmer of approval in their eyes, and a deep sense of victory in their hearts.

Afterwards, the Lu sisters also rushed from their own courtyards to the White Jade Platform of Dengxian.

Lu Qingqiu was dragged along all the way, looking at the hurried look on his sister's face.

So as she staggered, she couldn't help but look at her sister's buttocks.

It’s up again…

However, as they walked closer, a figure made their brows frown instantly.

The man was wearing a brocade robe and had his hair combed neatly. It was Fang Jincheng himself.

After Fang Jincheng was defeated in Jianlin that day, he was taken into the inner courtyard by Elder Fang in the name of healing, but it was said that he was personally trained by Elder Fang.

At this time, he was standing on the left side of the white jade platform, looking at Lu Hanyan with a sneer.

"Miss Lu, how are you?"

"So it's Mr. Fang, what can I do for you?"

"If your Senior Brother Ji could not defend the ring with the Spirit Sword Mountain Sword Art today, he might have become a toothless tiger. Do you know that all this is because of you? In this world of Qingyun, personal strength is not the most important thing. The most important thing is the strength background. Today, I will teach you to recognize this fact."

Lu Hanyan pursed her red lips instantly, and a hint of anger flashed in her beautiful eyes.

These words were also heard by the people on both sides, and there was another round of discussion.

Lu Qingqiu grabbed his sister's arm and brought her to the right: "Brother Fang, do you really think that Master Ji will lose?"

"You and I both know that his greatest reliance is nothing more than the sword art that he stole from my Spirit Sword Mountain."

A voice suddenly sounded behind Fang Jincheng, attracting everyone's attention.

Zhao Yunyue walked slowly towards him, looking at Lu Qingqiu with a cold and arrogant gaze.

Lu Qingqiu glanced at her: "Your Spirit Sword Mountain?"

"Although I have not practiced Taoism in Lingjian Mountain, I am a registered disciple of Lingjian Mountain. It is not an exaggeration to say that Ji You secretly learned the sword art of Lingjian Mountain from me. You and I both know that if he really does not use the sword art of Lingjian Mountain as he promised, he will definitely be in a difficult battle."

As Zhao Yunyue spoke, she glanced at the space between Lu Qingqiu and Lu Hanyan's legs, "A rural private cultivator being served by the daughter of the Lu family every night can be passed down as a good story."

Lu Hanyan frowned and said, "Brother, you are from an aristocratic family. Princess, please stop calling me a country private cultivator."

"It's not important. Miss Lu, do you think that if he loses, will he regret teaching you the way of the sword out of impulse?"

"Lose? If Wu Zhen really had such ability, he should have entered the inner courtyard."

"But don't forget, it's not just Wu Zhen's."

Fang Jincheng took over the conversation: "He is only the first one. There are four more to come, and each one will be stronger than the last."

Cao Jinsong, Ban Yangshu and Bai Rulong also came closer at this time, and frowned slightly when they heard the noisy sound.

But there is no point in arguing at this moment, it only adds to your annoyance.

The three of them turned around and saw Ji You holding a Taoist sword and walking towards the White Jade Platform.

He was wearing the immortal robe of Tianshu Academy today, his hair was combed neatly, and he was holding an iron sword in his hand.

At this moment, the three heads of the Office of Administration and the five elders of the Elders' Pavilion could not help but look at him.

Among them, there were quite a few Tongxuan realm masters on the challenger list, all of whom were watching the two people on the stage with bated breath.

Everything in this world is hardest at the beginning.

Before doing anything, some people will hesitate, wait, be nervous, be deterred by the unknown, and choose to watch what others do first.

But once this matter had a start, things would fall into place, and Wu Zhen was the beginning.

Through this battle, other Tongxuan realm masters waiting for the challenge will know that Ji You, who has lost the sword art of Lingjian Mountain, is actually very weak, and not as scary as his reputation has made him out to be.

Even without using the Lingjian Mountain swordsmanship, Ji You could still win, but he wouldn't have too many tricks up his sleeve.

After this battle, everyone has a rough idea of ​​how Ji You will respond and how to counter his moves. By then, they will use swords to counter his moves, and what can a toothless tiger do?

At this time, Wu Zhen looked up at Ji You, and then a faint spiritual light floated around him. The protective elixir in his body began to take effect, causing the spiritual energy around him to form a vague layer of light.

Then he took out a flat square box. The whole box was hollow, and there was a rounded spirit stone in the middle, which was embedded on the belt.

"What is that?"

"A magic weapon is equivalent to another spiritual essence, but it has no auxiliary effect. It can only help the cultivator to replenish it quickly."

Lu Qingqiu spoke and explained to Cao Jinsong who asked the question.

This is something the poor man has never seen before. Cao Jinsong frowned slightly: "This is too unfair..."

Ban Yangshu pursed his lips and said, "That's the rule. There's nothing we can do about it."

The Lu sisters frowned, thinking that this kind of spiritual weapon was not cheap and hard to buy.

Otherwise, those disciples who were sent to Qiling could have each held one to resist the suppression of spiritual energy by evil spirits.

They didn't know Wu Zhen very well, but they knew the Yunzhou Wu family very well. It was easy to see how much financial resources a family that couldn't even join the Lingshi Chamber of Commerce could have.

Wu Zhen will not get such support. Even if Tiandao will be able to help him break through the bottleneck at this time, this is only a preliminary selection.

Anyone with a discerning eye knows that even if he can defend the five levels and enter the Tiandao Association, his chances of entering the top ten are extremely slim. Family investments have always been about hoping for immediate results, so the origin of this magic weapon must be strange.

At this moment, Lu Hanyan couldn't help but glance at Fang Jincheng next to her, and saw that the other person had an expression that was mixed with resentment and excitement.

Before the second lady of the Lu family showed her annoyance, a gong sounded suddenly, and the ring match officially began! In an instant, a violent spiritual flow began to rise around Wu Zhen. Although his aura was not as strong as Shi Junhao and Yang Zijin, it still made the surrounding outer courtyard disciples feel a faint pressure.

But more people's attention is actually focused on Ji You.

At this time, Ji You drew the sword from the scabbard, the muscles in his arms bulged slightly, and at the same time a burning breath began to emanate from his body.

However, his aura was not strong, and even seemed dull. His momentum was not even as strong as Wu Zhen's on the opposite side. It seemed that he was just simply drawing his sword.

Compared with the Ji You who was so aggressive when fighting against Chu He, he is completely different.

The next moment, Wu Zhen stomped on the ground and rushed forward, slashing forward with the iron sword in his hand.

The surging spiritual energy instantly gathered on the scabbard, roaring and surging like a raging wave, heading straight for Ji You.

At this time, Ji You also slowly raised his sword. The muscles from his arms to his shoulders tensed like strings in an instant, and powerful strength quickly gathered between his arms. Then he raised the sword, just an ordinary way.

But the moment he raised his hand, with a "buzz" sound, a wave of scorching air suddenly danced wildly.

Everyone's eyes were actually following Wu Zhen who moved first, but at this moment they suddenly turned their heads, opened their eyes wide in an instant, and felt a heart-pounding sense of crisis.

But this is not pressure, because pressure comes from outside, it comes from the interaction between heaven and man, and it comes from the power of heaven.

However, this feeling seemed to arise from the inside out, coming from the human race's instinctive alertness to the outside world. It instantly made the scalp begin to tingle, and even some people of low realms could not help but begin to tremble all over.

At this moment, Ji You swung the iron sword in his hand down, and the bones of his entire arm made a trembling sound as if the bowstring was fully drawn.

The originally still air was instantly split into two sides, and the rolling air waves were filled with muffled sounds of being cut and exploded, and the sword edge was already red when it cut down.

Ding!

There was a sharp collision sound, and the iron sword fell cleanly.

Wu Zhen, who had already rushed forward with a sword, stopped abruptly and froze on the stage for an instant.

He first rushed forward with the force of a slashing sword, with a strong fighting spirit, as if he was determined to win and that even gods and Buddhas could not stop him.

But in the process, he suddenly changed his sword to a horizontal position and took a defensive posture. When Ji You's sword fell, it directly cut on his horizontal sword, and a clanging sound came from it.

Those who were closer, such as Lu Qingqiu and Lu Hanyan, who arrived earlier, only felt that when the "clang" sound was heard, their feet were numbed and their round and smooth toes could not help but curl up together.

Looking at Wu Zhen again, he still had the sword horizontally above his head, but he did not move for a long time, as if he was frozen on the stage.

After seeing this scene, the people in the Elders' Pavilion suddenly had an ominous premonition, but they didn't understand where this premonition came from.

Then there was a cracking sound coming from the stage, and the magic weapon embedded in Wu Zhen's belt suddenly cracked and shattered onto the ground. The spiritual light formed by the protective Dan Qi was like thin ice encountering a branding iron, and it instantly dissipated.

Then there was a loud bang, blood gushed out of Wu Zhen's mouth and nose, and he fell straight back to the ground.

There was a state of shock in the room.

[Even if he doesn't use Lingjian Mountain swordsmanship, I only have a 60% chance of winning.]

[Without the sword art of Lingjian Mountain, Ji You is just a toothless tiger. ]

[Ms. Lu, don't forget, there are five more to come.]

[Even if Ji You can still win the first game with difficulty, he won't have too many tricks. He will counter his moves later...]

[The beginning is the most difficult, but once you start, no one will be afraid of him who can't use swordsmanship.]

After a few moments of silence, the entire white jade platform of Dengxian was suddenly filled with loud exclamations.

Fang Jincheng's face changed drastically, while Zhao Yunyue's beautiful eyes trembled wildly. Even the usually calm and composed elder of the inner courtyard suddenly opened his eyes wide, revealing a hint of disbelief.

There is no such thing as a hard fight, no such thing as a lucky win.

There is no such thing as countering a move, and there is no such thing as being at a loss after not being able to use kendo.

Some just swung the sword once, raised, and brought back down, as cleanly as a child swinging a wooden stick.

From Lu Hanyan's point of view, that sword was not even as fast as Senior Brother Ji's hit on the buttocks, but it directly killed a Tongxuan.

No one cares whether Wu Zhen is dead or not.

Even the disciples in the Head Office had forgotten to strike the gong and only focused on staring at the figure on the stage.

Ji You now tightly gripped the hilt of his sword, recalling the feeling of cutting through everything when he had just drawn his sword.

It was power, pure and simple power, which came from within himself, and then was unleashed without reservation at that moment.

Because of this, there was neither the pressure brought by the resonance between heaven and man, nor the surging air waves formed by the crazy accumulation of spiritual energy around him. Even when the realm was operating, there was no majestic aura.

What he did have was simply the powerful force that suddenly erupted from his Dao-melting level body.

This power connected his bones and muscles, making the sword he swung out seem like a towering mountain pressing down with irresistible power.

This power gushed out from deep within his bone marrow, causing every inch of his bones to vibrate and resonate, and every muscle to swell and tense, making the sword he swung as heavy as a thousand pounds, but without a single bit of the force leaking out.

It was fun, but not completely fun.

Because the opponent was too weak, his sword mainly used penetrating force and did not really cut down.

(8,000 words, asking for a monthly ticket tomorrow...) (End of this chapter)