[Chapter 74 Chapter 321 Immortal Venerable, your belt is loose 9]
"If no one comes forward, the winner of this tournament will still be Jia Yi, the number one sword master."
The second elder stroked his beard and looked at his disciple with a look of satisfaction.
There was complete silence in the venue, and no one came on stage for a long time.
The second elder lit a stick of incense according to the procedure.
"If no one challenges you within one incense stick of time, the competition will officially end."
The sun slowly set, and orange clouds covered the sky. The originally blue sky was now a fiery red.
The color is too bright, just like blood.
The wind came from nowhere, blowing diligently.
The incense, which originally burned very slowly, burned faster because of the wind.
…
When there was only a little bit of incense left, there was still no one on the ring.
The second elder smiled so hard that his eyes curved, and without even waiting for the incense to burn out, he was ready to announce the final result.
"So, the first place in this year's competition is also..."
“Wait!”
Suddenly, a person appeared in the team on the left.
The man was dressed in black, with an evil and devilish face, and his long naturally curly hair was half-pinned with a hairpin.
"Who are you?! The competition is over, the results are out, you can go back now!"
The man in black easily jumped onto the stage and said to the second elder, "The incense is just burning out now, but I'm going up to the stage before it burns out."
As the androgynous-looking man in black finished speaking, the incense burned out and the ashes fell naturally.
Everyone was watching. No matter what the Second Elder wanted to say, he couldn't help with so many eyes on him.
He calmly exchanged glances with his disciples, and after the disciples gestured with their swords, the Second Elder sat back in the audience seats.
Although I don’t know where this boy in black came from, I think he is from an unknown small sect.
Since I am a nobody, I don't need to care too much about it.
The leader must still be his disciple...
"ah!"
A scream resounded through the sky, and the Second Elder froze while stroking his beard.
Seeing the disciple falling from the platform, the second elder flew up and quickly caught the disciple.
No one expected that this final battle would be so quick.
Is there time for a stick of incense?
It seems not.
In a flash, the second elder's disciple fell off the stage, but the sword in his hand was still in his opponent's hand.
"Master, it hurts! It hurts so much!"
The second elder's disciple covered his stomach, his face was pale, and blood was constantly flowing from the corner of his mouth.
The second elder pinched his fingers and cast a spell, and his expression changed drastically the next second!
Golden Elixir! The Golden Elixir actually shattered!!
"You! Shameless brat! How dare you destroy my disciple's golden elixir! I will kill you!"
The second elder stood up angrily, his eyes red as he looked at the people on the ring angrily.
The young man in black squatted at the edge of the ring, playing with the sword of the second elder's apprentice in his hand.
When the second elder pointed at him and scolded him, he stared with wide eyes and looked innocent.
"Alas, young man, you are wronged. Isn't this a competition? Winning or losing in a competition depends on your own ability. Swords have no eyes, so injuries are inevitable."
The second elder felt that this sounded familiar.
The next second, the man in black tilted his head and smiled.
"Isn't that what your disciple just said? How come, Elder, you've forgotten now?"
The second elder's face turned from blue to purple, and then from purple to black. He looked as ugly as if he had just eaten hot poop.
"That's right, you all said the same thing when we competed before. How come you guys can't do it?"
"That's right! You were the ones who said that swords have no eyes, so it's normal to get hurt unintentionally. Why are you still shouting for war and killing now?"
"Humph, I don't know who is shameless. It's like this every year. This year, I encountered a tough opponent and my disciple was injured. I don't want to do this anymore."
Those who had suffered this before couldn't help but speak out.
Second Elder: "...You, you guys!"
"Ah, ah, Second Elder, you're not still trying to kill me, are you? But I really didn't mean it." The man in black lowered his eyes and continued to add fuel to the fire, "How could I have known your disciple would be so weak? I would have restrained myself earlier. What a sin!"
Not only that, he also let out a long sigh. His helpless look made people angry just looking at him.
Wen Shinian almost died of laughter.
She covered her mouth, hid in Chu Yunqing's arms and laughed quietly, her whole body trembling.
Chu Yunqing hid the person secretly, fearing that the Second Elder would hear him and take revenge on him.
But that boy...
Chu Yunqing looked at the boy with a serious face. The boy noticed his gaze and took the time to look up and blink at him twice.
Chu Yunqing: “…”
He seemed to know who it was.
"Be quiet!"
The second elder was completely humiliated, and the sect leader came out slowly.
He looked at the Second Elder seriously and scolded him, "Hurry up and take the people down!"
The second elder was unwilling to accept it, but in this situation, he could only swallow his loss in silence.
He glared at the young man in black fiercely, waved his hand to call others to take Jia Yi away.
The leader waved his hand forward, a white light flew past, and the ring slowly fell.
The young man in black sat on it until the ring landed on the ground, then he stood up, brushing off the non-existent dust on his body.
The headmaster raised his lips and asked the black-clad youth in front of him kindly, "I wonder what sect you belong to? I don't think I've seen you before."
The young man in black shook his hair and gave an awkward salute to the sect leader.
"This junior is learning from Chen Mian."
"Chen Mian? Who is Chen Mian? I have never heard of this person's sect."
"Oh, Chen Mian is me." The young man in black grinned.
“…”
The headmaster, realizing he had been tricked, laughed dryly, "This young man, you really love to joke."
The young man in black smiled without saying a word, quietly looking at the people in front of him. He casually turned the sword in his hand twice and threw it on the ground like garbage.
The headmaster's eyelids twitched.
The second elder clenched his fists.
"Just treat it as a joke."
The young man in black stepped on the sword, looked at the head and the second elder with a smile, and pushed hard with his toes again.
The next second, there was a click.
The sword is broken.
And this sword is Jia Yi's natal sword.
…
Oh wow~
Wen Shinian raised his eyebrows, sat up straight in an instant, and his eyes were eager to try.
It's such a good show, it's a pity that there are no melon seeds.
"You! Shameless kid! You're looking for death!"
The second elder endured it again and again, but finally exploded after his disciple's natal sword was broken.
He stood up in anger, summoned his sword and rushed towards the young man in black.
The young man in black calmly dodged to the side and started fighting with the second elder.
The two fought back and forth, and for a moment it was difficult to tell who was the winner.
The head of the sect stood on a high place, looking at the two people fighting below, his brows furrowed so tightly that they could crush a bug to death.
This young man...
The leader saw through something and raised his sword to attack the next second.
"Oh my, two against one? Is this the strength of the First Sword Sect?"
The young man in black calmly stretched out his hand to block, and his expression seemed extremely relaxed.
"How dare you, demon clan! How dare you trespass into the Immortal Sword Sect!"
The headmaster shouted sternly, his voice echoing throughout the square.
The whole audience was in an uproar and immediately picked up their weapons and became alert.
Faced with such a situation, the young man in black still looked at ease.
"Oh, you guys just realized it now?"
This is obviously an acknowledgement of one's identity.
Before the master could say anything, the young man tilted his head and looked at the master and said something shocking.
"But wasn't it Sect Leader Xiao who asked me to come here?"
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