Chapter 417

In the small pavilion.

Seeing Pei Ye leaned against the window looking at the surging crowd, sighing softly: "Truly powerful..."

This should be the first time he had seen a duel at the Fubang level with his own eyes, and it was by no means at the end. The only feeling it gave him was... no shortcomings.

It was the clearest strength, the peak Eighth Life, the foundation laid from childhood, the broad combat vision, and of course, the agile response and resilient mentality.

And enough excellent sword skills.

When walking high enough, the trump card became a conventional means, or at least a conventional trump card.

What is the most important thing in the competition between two swords of intent? Naturally, it depends on whose "intent" is stronger and who can use the sword better. But there must also be "skill," right? If the cut-in is appropriate, can the weak defeat the strong?

Seeing Pei Ye couldn't help but stroke his chin and think, because these two were obviously much stronger than him, but not desperate, making him couldn't help but imagine the scene of himself facing them.

Coming back to his senses, he remembered Qu Xin's words just now, turned his head and smiled: "Miss Qu, you have such high vision. I didn't see that Su Xingke was so powerful at all."

"Hmm," Qu Xin nodded, "If you were also Eighth Life, your eyes would be able to see more clearly."

"." Seeing Pei Ye was somewhat immune to this degree now. Thinking of the young girl's astonishing ranking, he didn't feel embarrassed anymore and continued to smile, "That, Miss Qu, I wonder how old you are this year?"

"Seventeen."

The 77th of the Fubang at seventeen... One must know that the Fubang and the Sword Selection Society were different; they were by no means just listing young people.

For a moment, he had just seen a true genius sword fight, and suddenly realized that there was a group of people above who were even more unimaginable. They must be the true talents of the entire Great Tang.

But he soon discovered that he could win from the other side: ". Seventeen and how many months?"

Qu Xin frowned at him.

"Just asking."

"Four and a half months."

"Haha." Seeing Pei Ye was satisfied, "I am older than you, I am ten months."

"Oh, do you study medicine?"

". What? Of course not."

"Oh."

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing, I see you don't read books or study medicine, and I don't quite understand why you are still staying at the Sixth Life at this age."

". Miss Qu, do you talk like this usually? Does anyone make friends with you?"

"No, usually after I talk like this, the miscellaneous people don't come, so I can do my own things with peace of mind." Qu Xin looked at him.

"Oh, sorry, then I always disturb you." Seeing Pei Ye was stunned and a little embarrassed, "Sometimes I just like chatting with people. I will pay attention in the future."

"You don't have to pay attention completely." Qu Xin blurted out.

". Hmm?"

Qu Xin rarely pondered for a moment and said with some hesitation: "Sometimes it's still quite... refreshing."

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Seeing Pei Ye smiled politely, turned his head, and decided to really talk less to this person.

But Qu Xin beside him took the initiative to answer his initial question: "Because I know this sword 【Ru Yuan Ce】. I recognized it when he drew his sword. This sword booklet is very powerful and very difficult to learn. It can be considered the unique transmission of the Pearl Mingzhu Shuixie. Master said that the last time it walked the rivers and lakes was a hundred years ago."

"Oh..." Seeing Pei Ye listened, but was thinking that if he could win, it was just because the intent of this sword was stronger than the opponent's.

He leaned against the window again to watch, looking forward to the next match, hoping to see more wonderful duels of intent swords presented in front of him.

However, this hope fell through.

Although it was wonderful, there was no more head-to-head confrontation between unique transmissions of the sect.

The last match was supposed to be the most exciting duel everyone was waiting for, 【Silent Sword】 Zuo Sheng of the Pearl Mingzhu Shuixie against 【Mountain Tiger】 Wang Jinhong of Mount Yuquan. The "Sword User Collection" also highlighted it.

But that silent and thin figure in black walked onto the platform and picked Wang Jinhong's long sword away with one sword, forcing it to his throat cleanly and neatly.

It made the whole audience silent before they could react.

In any case, with the end of this arena, the 300-person decision of the ten arenas in the city was completely over. The first arena was originally the strongest, with the most people and the most seats. When the arena was closed, most of the people in other arenas had already rushed here.

And as a tail end, the challenges of the ten losers of the ten arenas were even less interesting—there was only one successful match, and all ended within 30 moves.

Obviously, even the losers among the 72 people had opened up a very obvious gap with those whose winning points were not enough.

The sword platform was completely empty, the sun was at its most intense, and the crowd gathering over was getting larger and larger.

Everyone was waiting quietly for something.

So soon, a light gold long scroll several feet wide and long flew down from the top of the Jade Sword Platform: "Sword count is sufficient, roll call at You hour."

"That's still more than half an hour." Nan Guannu sighed lightly, leaning on her elbows, "Might as well call people up to fight two more matches. Waiting dryly makes one panic."

Su Xingke and Cui Zi Jie didn't really draw their swords here after all. Although there were obstructions from Qi Mengchen and Bai Fei, it was because the victory or defeat here had no meaning. Their superiority and inferiority would first be recognized by the Sword Register Society in an hour, and then fought for with their own swords in the next two days.

Su Xingke sat on the ground and chewed the snacks on the table.

The atmosphere on the Crane-Leaving Platform was finally no longer like a gathering of old friends. With the arrival of people from various sects, clear boundaries gradually appeared, and the edges between each other pressed tightly against the other.

"What's there to panic about? It's just an announcement once. Aren't you all still having the Jade Sword Platform for the next two days?" Qi Mengchen smiled.

"Oh, then I don't know who moved 【Ru Yuan Ce】 out when fighting in the arena."

Qi Mengchen smiled without saying a word.

How could the ranking to be announced immediately not be important?

Why is the next two days called "Jade Sword Platform Sword Register" and not "Jade Sword Platform Sword Trial"?

Because it was not entirely based on victory or defeat, involving nearly a hundred factors such as age, time of practicing swords, temperament, etc. Choosing to announce a version of the ranking today was also the Sword Register Society's public announcement of its own attitude.

A very simple truth, if a person like Nan Guannu is ranked after Qi Mengchen...

This ranking will also inform everyone in advance what direction to prepare for tomorrow.

Everyone talked to each other. Below the Sword-Placing Building, the streets were already crowded. When the sun turned into a gentle gold, the restlessness of the crowd gradually subsided, and everyone quietly cast their eyes on that tall Jade Sword Platform.

There was no delay of a single breath. When the shadow of the sundial fell on the You hour scale, a light gold curtain covering half of the Jade Sword Platform wall flew down suddenly. The shadow almost covered the sky. Compared with it, the previously announced strip was just like a thin belt.

The top golden characters "Shaolong Circuit Xinsi Sword Selection Society, Jade Sword Platform Ranking as follows."

Amidst the light exclamations, no one wrote, but the strokes as thick as giant trees were generated out of thin air from the last column, as if someone's writing elsewhere was projected onto it.

A clear voice spread across the audience at the same time: "72, Cai Wuzhi. 【Sword clear as water, watching fish in the mirror】, 21 years old, Seventh Life, decided: No doubt."

A fierce cheer suddenly boiled from a corner. This was a name no one had heard of, and it was mostly a sect that no one knew about. Being able to get such a seat was naturally an achievement enough to make one ecstatic.

Seeing Pei Ye looked at the boiling corner, and couldn't help but hang a smile on his face. Remembering the confusion, he turned his head and asked: "Miss Qu, do you understand what the 'No doubt' at the end means?"

Qu Xin looked at him: "It is a conventional term for the tendency given by the council, for example, among them there are 12 people, and these four words mean that all 12 people agree with this result."

". Oh." Seeing Pei Ye nodded, learning new knowledge, but suddenly frowned again, remembering, "But the 72 people are already determined, right? They are just discussing the ranking, right?"

"Yes, that is to say, this person is ranked last, no doubt."

(End of chapter)

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