Chapter 145: Extraordinary bearing, indifferent expression

"My son is extraordinary..."

Under the white jade stage, Cao Jinsong looked at Ji You on the stage and couldn't help but mutter.

In fact, Instructor Cao did not dare to watch the duel when it first started. He just turned his head to listen to the discussions around him.

It was not until Ji You successfully drew his sword for the first time and pierced Chu He's clothes that he turned his head away in fear.

Chu He's [Hun Tian Technique] was too powerful. He had already confirmed this when he saw the other party chop Du Zhu with a sword.

So he had prepared a white flag to throw into the field to surrender early on, but he did not tell Ji You. He just advised him not to burden himself too much and to enjoy his swordplay.

In his opinion, things like the inner courtyard and aristocratic families are not as important as life.

Because if you lose your life, you lose everything.

Is it just Chu He that is fighting against the rural private cultivator? No, it is the Youzhou Chu family with a thousand-year-old foundation.

So is it shameful to throw in the white flag? No, not at all.

But even he, the instructor, had not expected that the "extraordinary boy" he brought from Yuyang County had grown to this level in just one year.

Cao Jinsong came to his senses and looked in the direction where Chu He fell.

The second son of the Chu family used the Qi power of the [Hun Tian Technique] to withstand the seven swords, and was then chopped away by the seven swords. At this time, he was covered in blood, but he still stood up stubbornly and stood there woodenly.

The Chu family had already left their seats, especially the old servant following behind Chu He, who came directly to his young master with a frown on his face and took him back to the Chu family's seat.

Seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help but look at each other.

They had witnessed the strength of the Seven Mountains with their own eyes, but they never thought that Chu He seemed to be fine except for being covered in blood.

At this time, Ji You stood in the field holding a sword. He slowly closed his eyes and began to regain his senses, breathing in and out spiritual energy that continuously spread into his limbs and bones.

"There are two more games left. How will Chu He fight?"

"How can we speculate on the depth of the Chu family's background? Chu He must have other tricks up his sleeve. It's impossible for him to use them all in the first game."

"It's only the first game and it turned out like this, plus the follow-up move, are we really cultivating the same immortal?"

"Of course they are different. How would you do what they do?"

"This is so strong that it can kill people..."

Amid the discussions, everyone came to their senses and became more excited for the next two games.

However, Wen Zhengxin and others felt a little worried and were really afraid that Chu He could come up with more incredible magic.

Because they knew that the only sword techniques that Junior Brother Ji learned on Lingjian Mountain were [Xiao Chongshan], [Liusexin] and [Guiqulai].

In the first match just now, he had to use all three swords to defeat Chu He, but if the opponent had other cards up his sleeve, it would put Junior Brother Ji in a passive position.

However, what was unexpected was that after a long time, Ji You suddenly opened his eyes, the golden light in his eyes faded, and then he stood up and walked down the stage, coming in front of the three masters.

"Standing seven feet tall on the high platform, he slowly walked down, looking around with a fierce gaze and a calm expression..."

"From a distance, he looked extraordinary, and then he walked with the gait of a dragon and a tiger, and stopped in front of the three heads of the Office of Chief Affairs...

"Looking at his back, his muscles and bones are strong, his blood is like a rainbow, and he has great power hidden..."

The disciples of Lingjian Mountain wrote continuously and wrote the whole article in a fluent and elegant manner.

On the right side, another disciple was holding a charcoal pencil and sketching quickly, outlining about 70% of the main character's features in this scene.

Then the two men handed the manuscripts and paintings in their hands to a female disciple behind them, who now had a thick stack in her hands.

Princess Changle of the Chong Palace was standing in front of the female disciple at this time, staring at the manuscripts and paintings for a long time: "Um, may I ask what your name is, young lady?"

"Xuanjian Peak inner courtyard disciple, Zhuo Wanqiu."

"Ms. Zhuo, I am also a disciple of Lingjian Mountain. However, because I am a member of the royal family, I can only practice in Shengjing. In fact, we are of the same clan and origin."

Zhuo Wanqiu held the paintings and manuscripts and looked at him: "I know you are Princess Changle, please speak frankly."

Princess Changle smiled faintly, lowered her eyes and said, "Can you allow me to ask a painter to come over and leave a copy of this painting and manuscript?"

Hearing this, some women from the surrounding royal families and people from other clans all looked over.

They had not known the purpose of the disciples of Lingjian Mountain writing and drawing here. Now, looking at the eloquent words and the naked swordsman depicted on the paper, they felt a little regretful.

The scene just now really should be preserved forever, so he immediately began to respond to Princess Changle.

Zhuo Wanqiu shook her head upon hearing this and simply refused: "No."

Princess Changle frowned slightly, but still spoke patiently: "Money is not a problem, spiritual stones are also fine, just leave the copy."

"This is a secret of our Lingjian Mountain. Not to mention keeping a copy, you are not even allowed to take a second look at it."

"Ji You is a disciple of Tianshu Academy, and today is also the Tianshu Academy's outer courtyard autumn competition. I don't know how this became a secret of Lingjian Mountain?"

"You don't need to know this."

Zhuo Wanqiu thought to herself that this was not a secret of Lingjian Mountain, but a secret of my little master Jian.

Before coming, the young master specifically instructed that the painting should be taken back immediately after it was finished and not be allowed to be seen by anyone else.

You are lucky enough to have seen my brother-in-law's body in person, and you still want to stay. You are really not afraid of the sword of Lingjian Mountain.

At this moment, a rustling sound of footsteps was heard on the mountain path.

Zhuo Wanqiu looked up and found He Lingxiu walking towards her with a serious face.

The incident of Tianshuyuan going to Lingjian Mountain to ask for advice happened not too long ago, and the confrontation between the two sects has not really been eased yet.

For example, this time when they entered the Tian Academy to watch the battle, the disciples of the Master's Academy also reserved a not-so-good position for them in Lingjian Mountain.

He Lingxiu had failed in her previous mission at Lingjian Mountain, so she must still be angry, which made Zhuo Wanqiu feel a little alert.

However, what she didn't expect was that this disciple from the Zizai Hall of the Tianshu Academy did not show any hostility, but instead fixed his eyes on the drawing in her hand.

"I have ordered my disciples to go down the mountain to find a painter, and I will copy this later."

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"This Tianshu Academy Autumn Contest was beyond everyone's expectations. I should have left a copy of the information for the academy. After all, this is my Tianshu Academy's business, and Ji You is also my junior fellow apprentice. I don't want the manuscript, but I want a copy of my copy, otherwise you can't take it away."

Zhuo Wanqiu listened to He Lingxiu's righteous words and couldn't help but look at the manuscript and painting in her hands.

She didn't believe in the information at all, because even if it was really needed, it should be decided by the Office of Management, not by the Lord of the Inner Court.

After all, the things that belong to my little master are really tempting.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Master, Master, you can’t blame me for this. If you want to blame someone, blame your son-in-law. He is a beauty who brings disaster…

At the same time, there was a lot of noise on the white jade stage.

Countless cultivators were taking this opportunity to discuss the previous battle and waiting for the second one to begin.

But at this moment, everyone suddenly discovered that after talking with the three masters, Ji You put away his sword and left. With the sword energy rising, he really walked like a dragon and a tiger, leaving behind his back in the bright sunlight.

At the same time, Cao Jinsong, who was standing under the white jade stage, felt his chest swell up rapidly as if it were inflated.

Seeing this scene, all the disciples who were waiting for the second game couldn't help but show a trace of bewilderment, while Ban Yangshu, Wen Zhengxin, Pei Ruyi and others looked at each other and then followed.

The direction Ji You was heading towards was his residence, Bishui Lake Elegant Garden...

On the seventh day after the beginning of autumn, there was another light rain, bringing a hint of coolness to Shengjing as the summer heat was gradually fading.

The disciples of the Office of Administration came to the White Jade Platform, brought with them craftsmen from Shengjing, and brought a cart of sand and soil to re-lay the bricks.

There were many disciples passing by here, and they couldn't help but stop to watch, with ambiguous looks in their eyes.

Because it was here yesterday that they saw the seven swords soaring high.

However, the second and third games, which were originally imagined, ended before they even began, and then everyone dispersed.

Ji You returned to Bishui Lake Elegant Garden, and the Chu family left in a carriage that day. No one knew whether the Autumn Fight had ended, and no one knew why an event that attracted the attention of the entire hospital came to an abrupt end.

"Does the Directorate want Chu He to recover from his injuries and then come back to fight again?"

"Is it possible?"

"The Office of the Director is biased. If they really did something so shameless, I wouldn't be surprised at all."

In the corridor adjacent to the Bishui Lake, many disciples had different opinions about the battle that suddenly ended yesterday, and the most reliable one was that Qiu Dou was suspended and Chu He went home to recuperate.

This speculation is based on the past practices of the Office of the President.

If not, why not just compare the results on the same day and then announce the winner?

You have to know that Chu He stood up immediately after being defeated on Baiyu Terrace. He could obviously continue fighting, so why did he suddenly stop?

At this time, on the mountain path, Lu Qingqiu was holding an oil-paper umbrella and heading towards the training academy.

After the Autumn Struggle comes the Autumn Recruitment, which is the admission of new students.

She has a younger sister who had decided to enter Tian Academy this year. She came here to see Ma Zhiyuan, the instructor in charge of Yunzhou's admissions, to discuss her sister's admission.

Pushing the door and walking into the teaching building, she saw Ma Zhiyuan sitting at the table, holding a scallion in his left hand and half a pancake in his right hand.

"Why does Instructor Ma eat these?"

Ma Zhiyuan raised his head and looked at her: "Nothing, I just lost some money these past two days..."

Lu Qingqiu said "oh" and then told him about his sister and invited him to the Lu family in Yunzhou.

In fact, the Lu family had already informed Ma Zhiyuan about this matter, and Lu Qingqiu's sister's cultivation was indeed good and she had enough talent to be admitted to the hospital.

After the two of them had agreed on the enrollment, Lu Qingqiu was about to leave, but before leaving he couldn't help but stop and look back: "Teacher, what happened to Qiu Dou? Are we still competing?"

Ma Zhiyuan looked up at him and said, "Let's not compete anymore. Ji You has already won. I guess he will be admitted to the inner courtyard before the autumn recruitment."

Lu Qingqiu opened her red lips slightly, with a hint of surprise in her eyes: "But why didn't you have the second round?"

“Because there is no comparison.”

Qiu Dou's ring match is indeed a best-of-three format, but additional situations are not ruled out.

For example, Du Zhu, who was knocked off the stage by Chu He's sword, took the initiative to end the attack, so there was no second round.

Ma Zhiyuan took a bite of the pancake and said, "Everyone in the courtyard says that Ji You's physique can be passed down from generation to generation. Although I don't know whether it's true or not, the strength he has shown is enough to explain everything. Qingqiu, you can actually think about it. Don't miss this kind of person."

"But, why did he...why did he win?"

"Because Chu He's two hand bones are all broken."

(The New Year is coming soon, I wish you all a happy New Year in advance, and ask for monthly tickets...or2)

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