Chapter 234 Raising Hands and Slashing Swords
Ji You's arrival naturally attracted a lot of attention.
The first person to look over was the young master of Lingjian Mountain who "came by to watch the duel between the second sons of the Hua family's side branch". At this time, she was sitting on the viewing platform on the second floor. Although she remained calm, she couldn't help but lean forward slightly, staring at the strange man watching below with her eyes fixed.
Zhuo Wanqiu looked at Ji You while stealing glances at the examiner, thinking that no matter what his expression or tone was, the examiner couldn't help but want to stick his eyes to her.
Then there are Ding Yao, Yu Shiliu, Huang Rou, and the three ladies from Yunzhou.
Ji You had a very good-looking appearance. He was dressed in white and carrying a sword, and he did look quite heroic.
However, compared with the Young Master Tang opposite him who was dressed in gorgeous clothes, he still looked a little plain, especially the long sword he held, which was just a mass-produced product of medium price.
At this time, the supervisor selected by the seven major immortal sects appeared at the edge of the platform, looked up at the sun, and waved gently to the two of them.
Tang Jingming stood up first, walked onto the stage, slightly tilted his body, lowered his eyebrows and looked at Ji You, with fighting intent brewing in his eyes.
He had heard many rumors about Ji You and was not as ignorant as those women.
However, as a cultivator who was proud of himself in the world, Tang Jingming felt that even if Yan Hao stood in front of him, he would not be intimidated, let alone Ji You.
What's more, he felt that he had no reason to be timid before the battle.
This was his first Tiandaohui duel, and no one could stop his surging fighting spirit.
Seeing this scene, all the members of the Tang family couldn't help but admire his clear mind of Taoism, and others couldn't help but nod their heads, thinking that the demeanor of this son of the Tang family was indeed extraordinary.
Then everyone turned their attention to Ji You, and saw him also coming on stage in a white robe, with his eyes lowered and his expression beginning to look a little solemn.
Seeing this scene, Yu Shiliu nodded slightly, thinking that even if Ji You had acted relaxed in the past few days, he probably realized by now that Tang Jingming was not a simple person like Liu Qichen and Wu Zhen. Even if he didn't say it, his serious expression couldn't be concealed.
Ding Yao had similar thoughts and felt a little relieved. He thought that as long as the young master did not underestimate the enemy, he would have a better chance of winning.
The only one who felt strange was Cao Jinsong. He discovered that Ji You's solemn eyes were not looking at Tang Jingming, but at the ground of the platform.
Wen Siyuan left the round platform at this time, and was stopped by Cao Jinsong as soon as he returned here.
"Why is Ji You looking at the ground all the time?"
"My junior brother just asked me if this floor is made of the same material as the Immortal White Jade Platform in our Tianshu Academy."
"Why is he asking that?"
"On the first day he arrived, he asked me if I had to pay for anything that was broken in the room. I said yes, so he was a little worried if he damaged the dojo, would he have to pay for it too."
"???"
As Ji You stood on the platform with a solemn expression, silver-blue light began to flicker around him, and then closed upwards in a semicircular arc.
After a moment, the barrier above the circular platform became seamless and natural amidst the surging waves of light.
Clang!
After a slight tremor, Tang Jingming on the round stage suddenly raised his hand, drew out a two-handed long sword, and threw the scabbard like a meteor under the stage. In an instant, the spiritual energy around his body was like a raging tide, roaring and surging, and stirring wildly.
The battle has not yet begun, but the intention has already been taken.
Tang Jingming held the knife in both hands and looked up at Ji You: "I heard that although you are a disciple of Tianshu Academy, you are most accustomed to the swordsmanship of Lingjian Mountain?"
Ji You drew out his sword and shifted his gaze from the platform to him: "That's what happened."
"I went to watch Yan Hao's first duel yesterday, and I found that Lingjian Mountain's swordsmanship is indeed terrifying. If you are not careful, you will be seriously injured. But I have at least three ways to break his heavy sword. I know you also went there yesterday. Have you thought about how to deal with the heavy sword?"
“I only thought of one.”
"It seems that I am slightly better than you in this aspect. Then let me see your skill later. I may be able to use it later."
Tang Jingming's words were extremely polite, but the subtext was very sharp.
Because this sentence will be used later, which means he will definitely win this game.
The few remaining spectators who saw this scene sat up straight and their eyes became focused.
At this moment, with the sudden sound of a gong, a whistling breath instantly surged.
Tang Jingming, who had been secretly accumulating strength, took the lead in attacking. He stepped forward without hesitation and swung his sword suddenly. The cold light exploded instantly, and he slashed forward wrapped in spiritual energy. The originally calm platform was instantly cut by wind and waves, and the blade whistled away.
With a "clang", Ji You, who was hit by the iron knife, blocked it with his sword.
When the golden swords collided, sparks flew everywhere.
Although this knife did not cause any harm to Ji You, Tang Jingming's attack was so sharp that it still made people feel bright and couldn't help but show admiration.
Especially those individual visitors who had watched the previous few matches here, they immediately felt that this match was different from the previous ones.
Tang Jingming took a step forward and pushed his sword forward at the same time. The spiritual energy in his body surged like a flood. Then he used the force to reverse the sword. A bright silver edge, carrying a sharp sword intent, chopped down like lightning in an instant. The sound of the sword was sharp and piercing, reaching straight into the sky.
This knife strike made the admiration in everyone's eyes even stronger. Even the white-haired supervisor couldn't help but nod his head, thinking to himself that it was a good knife.
Tang Jingming was later in awakening than his peers. He had been a dull person since childhood. It took him a long time to awaken his spirit, and his subsequent practice was also slow. That was why he missed the opportunity to become an immortal.
But then, his speed of cultivation began to increase, and he gradually surpassed those who had attained enlightenment earlier than him, proving personally that a late awakening does not mean poor talent.
He didn't fight yesterday, so he was watching the fights everywhere. Yan Hao, Zhu Yao, Wei Yingmeng, Yu Shiliu...
He never missed any duel involving the geniuses of the Immortal Sect.
Because before coming to the Tiandao Association, he always had a question in his mind, that is, are the children of aristocratic families really inferior to the children of immortal sects?
Yes, this is the general situation.
Since most of the disciples with excellent qualifications were selected into the immortal sect, those who were not selected were the ones with poor qualifications. This is a well-known common sense.
But the general does not represent all. After watching the duels between those immortal sects, Tang Jingming felt that they were nothing great at all. If he tried his best, he might still have a chance to win.
The son of the Tang family, with great ambitions in his heart and a momentum to destroy the world, leaned forward, took a step, and chopped with his sword in the air.
Ding! Ding! Ding! After several lightning-fast attacks, Tang Jingming keenly noticed that the expressionless opponent suddenly retreated, and then suddenly raised his sword, as if he was going to counterattack when he returned his sword. He immediately raised his sword to meet him. This was actually within his expectations, because if the opponent just defended blindly, this duel would lose its meaning. Attack and defense, back and forth, is a real duel! Hmm? Some numbness in the body?
Ding!
From everyone's perspective, Ji You, who had blocked the knife twice, suddenly raised his sword when Tang Jingming tried to counterattack again, and then chopped it down suddenly, hitting Tang Jingming's knife in one go. The whole action was like cutting vegetables, and the buzzing sound exploded and drilled straight into his mind.
Even those who were watching the battle felt as if their eyes went dark for a moment.
When the world returned to peace and tranquility, the Tang family discovered that Tang Jingming had for some reason given up his previous attack rhythm in front of the circular platform and was instead swinging his sword wildly.
Straight cut, oblique cut, circular cut.
Pick up the knife, chop back, and cut horizontally.
Endless waves of swords pressed forward fiercely.
The Tang family was very puzzled after seeing this scene, because they knew that Tang Jingming's advantage did not lie in speed, and the sword's power needed to accumulate spiritual energy before it could be unleashed.
But at this time, Tang Jingming swung his sword desperately, dancing wildly with both hands holding the sword, slashing left and right, taking eight steps to chase the cicada, every step was urgent, as if he was trying his best not to let the opponent draw his sword.
Looking at Ji You again, the spiritual energy under his feet was whistling, bringing out a touch of bright blue-silver. He tapped the ground several times while his white clothes fluttered, then flew backwards, occasionally blocking with his iron sword vertically, parrying back and forth, but his expression was very cautious, as if he didn't dare to draw his sword casually.
That's why every time he retreated, a blade would quickly chase him.
This endless sword force was indeed not strong, even not as strong as his previous opening sword. The only difference was that it was as fast as the wind and did not stop for a moment.
The Tang family stared for a long time, thinking that Jingming must have noticed the opponent's weakness, which was why he suddenly changed his attack method.
What they couldn't see was that the fear in Tang Jingming's eyes was like a surging tide, one wave after another, and his black pupils shrank rapidly, almost condensing into a point the size of a needle tip.
Ding! Ding! Ding! The swords collided several times again, and the eyes of the Tang family, which had originally relaxed a little, froze again.
Because as Tang Jingming performed a flip and slashing move, they suddenly saw a spot of blood dripping on the flying hem of his clothes. The blood was deep in the middle and shallow around it, obviously it had just dripped and had not yet completely penetrated the clothes.
Was Jingming injured? Or was it his opponent's injury? The Tang family members looked at each other, with doubt in their eyes.
At this moment, the spiritual energy under Ji You's feet suddenly whistled, and he flew away and raised the sword again expressionlessly.
With a loud bang, the air began to tremble again. As the simple iron sword chopped down fiercely, the people around suddenly felt their scalps tingling.
This posture is actually very casual, just like raising a wooden stick, without any violent storms.
In their sight, Tang Jingming quickly raised his sword to meet the attack and accurately blocked the falling sword, but still fell to the ground with a plop. The iron sword in his hand began to tremble rapidly and uncontrollably, and the sound of clashing swords continued.
Seeing this scene, everyone in the audience was instantly stunned.
Afterwards, Ji You raised the sword once again without any skill, his muscles bulging and veins visible, like a fully drawn bow, and he slashed down with the sword once more as lightly as a monk striking a wooden fish, causing a crackling sound in the air, as if a branding iron was dropped into water.
There was another clang sound, and Tang Jingming, who was holding the knife, trembled violently all over. He was stiff for about three breaths, and then fell to the ground with a plop, and there was no movement anymore.
In fact, in the duel between cultivators, the flashes of swords and the shadows of sabers are extremely fast.
From the time Tang Jingming swung his sword to this moment, only a few breaths had passed.
Three swords.
Within these few breaths, Tang Jingming's sword flashed countless times, but Ji You only launched three swords, and each sword was simply raised and dropped.
At this moment, the whole place was filled with an eerie silence.
The three Yunzhou noble ladies whose teacups froze in mid-air.
Huang Rou looked dazed.
Ding Yao was standing on the second floor in a daze.
Zhuo Wanqiu was surprised.
Yu Shiliu's face suddenly turned pale.
And the supervisor who stopped stroking his beard in the middle.
Everyone stood up slowly in a trance, their eyes dazed for a moment, but still didn't utter a single word.
At this time, there was a strong wind created by the sword pressure on the circular platform, which made the surrounding air chaotic and lifted up Ji You's white robe.
The snow-white robe fluttered up and down in the wind, rustling.
In a moment, the sword wind began to subside, the whistling sound gradually weakened until it dissipated in the air, and Ji You's white robe slowly fell down, gently sticking to his body.
At this moment, the Tang family members woke up as if from a dream, screaming in disbelief, and instantly rushed onto the stage like a tide, hurriedly helping Tang Jingming up.
Among them, the patriarch of the Tang family raised his trembling left hand and extended two fingers to probe his son's breath. After a long time, he finally let go of his heart.
At this moment, the steward of the Tang family who was serving beside him called him "Master" twice, and only then did the head of the Tang family come back to his senses.
Following the direction the butler was looking, the head of the Tang family looked at his son's hands, only to find that both knuckles had been broken and blood was constantly gushing out.
The head of the Tang family clenched his fists, then lifted his son into his younger brother's arms, and raised his hand with the jade ring, pinched Tang Jingming's sleeves and pulled them up with force, and after shaking it twice, he pulled them all up to his shoulders. He saw that his son's arms were red and congested, with bulging veins and slightly protruding blood vessels.
Logically speaking, when a person loses consciousness, his muscles will relax and the blue veins will soon deflate, but at this moment those blood vessels are extremely hideous and do not shrink at all.
Blood stasis and varicose meridians.
The head of the Tang family stared at him, his eyes filled with shock and anger.
After an unknown amount of time, Ji You had already left the stage, and then walked out of the venue with Cao Jinsong, Ban Yangshu, Wen Zhengxin and Pei Ruyi.
Wen Siyuan also followed behind them, remaining silent all the way, and seemed to have not yet recovered from his previous trance.
At the same time, the battle at Jingyang Dojo began to gradually subside.
He Lingxiu won her first victory and defeated her opponent. There was also Chai Ze, whose power and tactics he displayed made the onlookers exclaim in amazement.
Disciples from Lingjian Mountain and Wendao Sect also won.
The crowd filed out from the crowded venue while discussing the battles of the past few days.
There were also people who had gone to other dojo to watch the fight, and they gathered here to share the news with each other.
Yan Shujing, the disciple of the Spirit Sword Mountain Master, won for the first time; Jiang Chenfeng of the Daodao Sect won for the first time; Huo Hong of the Shanhai Pavilion won for the first time; Xiao Hanyan of the Tianshu Academy won for the first time...
In addition, Zhu Yao, who was in the Tongxuan realm of the Taoist sect, won for the first time, Wei Bo, the son of the Wei family in Yongzhou, won for the first time, Zhuang Zixin, the younger brother of Zhuang You, the chief disciple of the Tianjian peak, who had been hiding for many years, won for the first time, and Wei Yingmeng, the daughter of the branch master of the Shanhai Pavilion, won for the first time.
The daughter of Yuzhou Murong family, Murong Yu, won for the first time, and Li Yunlang, a member of the old royal family of Zhongzhou, won for the first time...
The Tiandao Conference has been going on for two days now. Although there have not been any fierce battles and some people are still holding back, many people feel that the chance to enter the Holy Land of Sages will probably be decided by one of them.
At the same time, Princess Changle also walked out of the crowd, followed by Princesses Jiaren and Changjing.
They were all shocked by today's match and were still discussing it as they left.
However, when he approached the Cangwu Dojo, Zhao Yunyue couldn't help but stop and take a look inside.
She knew that Ji You would have his first battle today. She even knew that his opponent in the first battle was Tang Jingming, the son of the Tang family.
It is said that Tang Jingming was a little late in awakening, but in fact his talent is not weak and is much stronger than that of ordinary children from aristocratic families.
Some people also say that Tang Jingming is actually qualified to become an inner disciple of the Immortal Sect.
She did not wish Ji You any good, and even vaguely hoped that Ji You would suffer a major setback, so as to dampen his arrogance and pride, and let him know that he, a country cultivator, was nothing special compared to all the cultivators in the world.
However, because she wanted to get close to the disciples of Lingjian Mountain, she did not come to watch Ji You's fight.
But at this moment, she looked up at the sun and felt that if the fighting speed was normal, Ji You should be on the ring now.
Although you can't see the whole process at this time, you can still see the result.
After thinking for a moment, Zhao Yunyue walked into the Cangwu Dojo, only to find that the two people fighting on the stage were not familiar to him.
Has it not started yet? Or has it been delayed for some reason?
After thinking about it, Zhao Yunyue was a little confused, so he turned around and found a minor official from the Immortal Supervisor who was staying in the Taoist temple.
The affairs of the Tiandao Society are all under the charge of the Sixianjian, so there will be someone staying in each Taoist temple.
Although the Sixianjian and the pro-immortal faction are in opposition, a minor official is not so bad as to be rude to a princess.
Seeing the princess approaching him, the clerk of the Sixianjian could not help but bow to her and asked, "What do you want, princess?"
"Let me ask you, which fight is this today?"
"In reply to the princess, this is the last fight of the day."
Zhao Yunyue frowned after hearing this: "The last match? What about the fight between Ji You and Tang Jingming?"
Upon hearing this, the clerk of the Sixianjian said, "Master Ji's duel had already ended."
"When did it end?"
"About... half an hour ago."
Zhao Yunyue calculated in his head and looked at the clerk from the Sixianjian with some uncertainty.
Because as far as she knew, half an hour ago, the battle between Ji You and Tang Jingming should have just begun.
But without thinking too much, Zhao Yunyue asked again: "What was the result of the battle?"
"Of course Master Ji won."
“…”
(End of this chapter)
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