During the intermission, the Dynasty's royal physician rushed over to treat several contestants. Although he couldn't cure all of their hidden injuries, he still ensured that they could still perform at 80% to 90% of their full potential.
Loran Hill was sitting on the pavilion. Today she was wearing a dark blue and black Western-style dress, and Ye Ling was sitting next to her in a moon-white dress.
The off-white twin ponytails draped behind her, embellishing her slightly slender figure. Ye Ling looked at the scene in the Mirror Lake curiously, and the two small horns on her forehead seemed to be emitting a faint silver light.
"Who do you think will win today, Sister Luo Lan?"
"Well, it's probably Sudenglou or Huaichang." Loran Hill said this after a little thought and comparison.
In fact, among the eight finalists, Su Denglou, Gu Lie, and Huai Chang were all in the same class. Perhaps Su Denglou was slightly stronger, but the gap wasn't particularly large. However, if any one of these three were to encounter Yi Miaoxin, they would surely be defeated, as this witch's power seemed to have a special effect on men.
Unfortunately, Yi Miaoxin was unlucky when she drew lots. She met Zhu Yan, a rather special woman. If it were any other female contestant, she could basically also charm her, such as the princess Xiao Yubing.
But Jie Zhuyan practiced the special secret technique of the Red Immortal Sect, the Bingche Calming Gu.
Skills: [Ice-Clear Calming Gu Lv.7] (Perfect): Can suppress various emotional changes, allowing the host to maintain a highly calm and clear state of mind like a machine.
It was also because of this Gu technique that she was able to significantly increase her resistance to Chaos Phantoms when she advanced, allowing her to advance easily. In fact, among these eight people, Jie Zhuyan's talent was indeed far inferior to the others.
If the eight people were ranked by their strength, it would probably be like this in Loran Hill's mind.
Yi Miaoxin
Sudenglou, Gu Lie, Huai Chang
Xiao Yubing, Zhuo Fengtong, Lingshanjun
Jie Zhuyan
But Jie Zhuyan's defeat of Yi Miaoxin is just like the game of Beast Fighting Chess, which is very wonderful and interesting.
At dusk, the afterglow in the sky dyed the clouds into a beautiful blue-purple color, and the grand event finally came to an end.
The champion of this time is Su Denglou, perhaps it is just as its name suggests, climbing up to the top of the sword-fighting red building.
Watching the extremely elegant swordsman take off the only glazed fish-tail sword tassel on the roof, extremely warm applause came from the audience seats on both sides of the lake, and countless people shouted that only name.
"Qinglian Sword Washing Palace!"
"White-clothed Su ascends the tower!"
“Number one in the world!”
The overwhelming sound waves rolled over the audience seats on both sides like a tide. Countless people stared at the figure in white with eager eyes.
The dashing and handsome swordsman in white took off the glazed fishtail sword tassel and tied it to the end of the hilt of his sword, which once again triggered a wave of cheers.
"I've made up my mind." Ye Ling looked at the bustling scene in the distance, with an inexplicable light in her eyes.
"What has been decided?" Loran Hill looked at the little guy beside him with a little curiosity.
"I also want to be the best in the world (ゝω?)☆~" Ye Ling spoke excitedly about his grand ambitions.
"But that would be more difficult. I would have to practice every day and get up early to exercise..." Loran Hill put his fingers on his chin and tilted his head to think.
"Oh... Is there any martial art that can make you stronger by sleeping?" Ye Ling placed both hands on the chair in front of him, opened his pure dragon eyes wide, and looked at his almost omnipotent sister Luo Lan beside him.
"Well, probably not. After all, fighting is a skill that requires constant practice and actual combat to keep up with the times."
"Just like in the primitive times, everyone used stone weapons, then changed to bronze and iron tools, armor, and horseback riding, and later to muskets and cannons. Times are constantly moving forward."
“Even the most capable person will gradually fall behind if they don’t pay attention to changes in their surroundings.”
"So you can't get stronger by sleeping..." Ye Ling pouted.
"As for you, your bloodline ability has not yet fully awakened. In fact, sleeping is also a good way for you to grow." Roland comforted this lazy but ambitious little guy.
"Really?" Hearing this, Ye Ling became happy again.
"Really, haha." Loran Hill touched the hair on Ye Ling's head.
The two of them chatted and played in the viewing room for a while, and only got up and left when it got dark.
The streets were filled with tourists coming and going, and the audience leaving the sword-fighting venue were like countless ants, scattering into this already bustling city, adding a bit of congestion and bustle.
Long red lanterns, inscribed with the names of their respective shops, hung from the pavilions on either side, beckoning customers in. The night sky overhead was filled with bursts of fireworks, with bursts of bright yellow, green, crimson, and deep blue meteors streaking through the chilly air, bringing with them the scent of celebratory gunpowder.
Some children wearing beautiful new clothes, holding spinning colorful windmills in their hands, were running and cheering in the streets, and occasionally the voices of adults shouting to stop could be heard from behind.
"Come, come, come and try the special product of the Buye River, the herb-roasted fish~"
"Five marquises and seven generals, birds and beasts, all kinds of sugar figures, everything is available~"
“Sweet sesame balls, soft and delicious~”
"Shatang Bingxue Leng Yuanzi~"
Loran Hill and Ye Ling walked on the street, looking at the night market around them that sold various snacks. The people coming and going to taste the snacks were not only Orientals, but also many foreigners from other continents.
Among them were forest elves holding long strings of sweet meatballs, lion-mane orcs curiously trying grilled fish, and white-feathered orcs happily munching on grilled meat patties. Many of them wore Western clothes, not all of them Eastern, giving them a uniquely exotic look.
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