Chapter 739: Meeting Again

Seeing Pei Ye. A familiar yet strange name, suddenly heard here, made people feel dazed for a moment.

Not only was Xu Wensang stunned for a moment, but many sword students also looked over in surprise.

The current grade sword students naturally recognized him, but it had been a long time since they parted. The previous grade sword students had all heard the legend, knowing that there was such a genius in the Sword Academy who broke the "Heavenly Scale Change" with the sword, but not many had actually seen his face.

To be honest, there was snow flying all over the sky on the Zhu Que platform that day. Many people remembered the disheveled figure, but not many people saw that face clearly.

People were also used to him not actually being in the Sword Academy.

Just like the current Divine Capital, when discussing those new big sect swordsmen who entered the capital, people always brought this name out for comparison, and finally always concluded that it was far inferior. But "Young Hero Pei" didn't actually come out, and the outsiders were always skeptical about this name they had never heard of.

Gradually, with the opening of various sword gatherings, the real high and low were distinguished, and a large number of legendary sword sect geniuses entered the Divine Capital, the name "Seeing Pei Ye" would naturally not be forgotten, but it was indeed gradually covered up.

Because there were too many excellent swordsmen, and there were too many stimulating topics every day. If this name was mentioned, everyone would naturally exclaim again, but most of the time it was not mentioned.

Thus "Young Hero Pei" gradually became a kind of mysterious legend, just like the specialty beef pot of the Divine Capital. The residents of the Divine Capital all said it was good with firm and oath-taking faces, but outsiders were always suspicious and disagreed.

Yanri Palace also didn't connect this name with the Changan Sword Academy.

Xu Wensang was in a dilemma.

He indeed knew this name. In this month's national report's Crane-Fu prediction, he was ranked third in the Fu Ranking, with Qiu Qiu Ji Zi and Jinyang's names listed behind him.

So he was a sword student of the Sword Academy, and Qiu Qiu Ji Zi recommended him?

Xu Wensang's expressionless face was a bit stiff. He looked at the youth opposite him without moving. The masseter muscles on both cheeks bulged, and the veins on the hand holding the sword became more prominent.

The youth had already arrived on the field.

Actually, not only him, but the entire sword field was strangely quiet, and for a moment, only the movement of many eyes could be heard.

The sword students were naturally excited.

Although the big sect disciples had their own thoughts, many sword students from small and medium sword sects had a strong sense of belonging to the Changan Sword Academy. In recent days, various sword sects had come to visit to ask about the sword. Regardless of whether they had malicious intentions or not, most were well-prepared. The Sword Academy stood here like a wooden man accompanying practice. The wooden man was beaten, and the other side took some experience and fame and left, which was simply asking for whatever they wanted.

Kunlun Yanri Palace was the most excessive one. Many sword students were angry in their hearts, but the Sword Academy was loose by nature and difficult to unite. And the other side was indeed powerful. For several days, they could only suffer repeatedly. If Jiang Yiner hadn't stepped forward, the face of the current grade sword students would have been completely lost.

They really didn't expect such an arrogant sentence: "What are you pretending to be here at the Sword Academy?"

It wasn't aimed at some wandering cultivator or a remote small sect, but the holy land of the sword sect among the middle twelve, Kunlun Yanri Palace, and the two leaders were right here.

Who wasn't full of pride when entering this academy gate? How could this not make people feel excited in their hearts?

Xu Wensang probably also realized that he had been stiff for too long. He raised his eyes and said coldly: "Since it is Young Hero Pei in person... then I will learn from you."

He naturally couldn't go back to avoid the battle, otherwise Yanri Palace would really become a laughingstock.

Taking a deep breath, he slowly drew his sword. When he held this cold and heavy iron weapon, a sense of steadiness returned to his heart.

He had accompanied this weapon for eighteen years.

He was familiar with everything about it and had used it to defeat countless opponents to stand in today's position.

There was no reason to be timid before the battle, fearing an arrogant youth who had never been heard of before and was four years younger than him.

He was firmly ranked eighteenth in the Fu Ranking. In this Feather Scale Trial, he wanted to enter the top fifteen. If he was lucky, he might even reach the top ten.

And this youth, except for his fame, had never really made a move in front of the various sword sects.

Xu Wensang was willing to admit that he was likely stronger than himself, but the real victory or defeat was another question—how did that power that defeated Li Zhi come about? Could he really replicate it at will? He was arrogant and underestimated the enemy, and in fact, had never seen the sword technique of Yanri Palace. Wasn't this a flaw? Not to mention... he really looked a bit tired, with a lazy look of not having woken up, and his lips were still a bit white.

Xu Wensang drew his sword, and these thoughts flowed through his heart one after another.

His state of mind stabilized.

—Even Yan Feiqing, wasn't he also prepared to test his edge?

The two faced each other with swords. Xu Wensang silently raised his sword, using the same 《Six Blades Cutting Brilliance》 as Chen Mishuang.

Everyone had seen this violent sword in Chen Mishuang's hands, and all sword students could only avoid it. Jiang Yiner also had to fight for her life to win. But now in Xu Wensang's hands, this sword seemed to be reborn, more than twice as powerful.

Seeing Pei Ye didn't move.

There were two facts at the moment. First, he was indeed a bit tired, tense for days, and inevitably exhausted in body and mind after sleeping; second, he was very annoyed with this Kunlun Yanri Palace in his heart.

His only impression of it was that Xu Weizhou of the Mystic Gate, who came from it, became the Bieja of Bowang Prefecture. Later, he was derelict in his duty during the descent of the Immortal Lord, indirectly causing many people to die.

So at this moment, he only used one sword. The sword he was most intimate with, most skilled at, and most handy with.

【Cloud Sky Obscures Eyes, Loses Feathers】

Xu Wensang saw the youth raise his sword, but still rushed straight over.

His sword vision was very far. Precisely because this sword had just been seen by the youth, the youth must have some understanding of this sword.

As long as there was understanding, it could be used by him.

When he thrust this sword, it was already counted as the fourth

sword.

Then this sword hovered over the youth's throat, and he seemed to have no understanding at all.

Xu Wensang didn't know that this was because the youth really didn't look too carefully at what sword Chen Mishuang used just now; he was mainly staring at the girl.

He only realized that the youth had disappeared in front of him.

Vision, hearing, true Qi, smell... everything suddenly disappeared, and only a deep, cold, and silent night enveloped him.

The sword field was silent, and even the highest-grade sword students were stunned and shocked.

Many people had heard of his legend, but this was the first time they saw him make a move.

So powerful... beautiful. No one could escape such sword intent.

Before the night curtain, which was as deep as black glass, was a white world.

Snow drifted in spring, sharp and light, like the wounded feathers of an immortal, and the surrounding air seemed to be jade, washed and polished to be clearer and clearer.

The ground wore snow clothes, the lake was an ice mirror, under the silver tree, jade, blood, wounded feathers.

All the dazzling sun fire was extinguished in an instant, leaving only a bare, cold sword. Xu Wensang also lost his perception of it, and didn't even hear its "clatter" falling to the ground.

It seemed like just a breath, the whole sword field woke up like a dream, and all the dream-like beauty disappeared. People were intoxicated.

After several breaths, Xu Wensang was seen standing stiffly on the spot, and the youth was lazy and quiet, with the tip of his sword resting on his throat.

He didn't even move a step.

Since the Winter Sword Terrace in the twelfth lunar month of last year, for a full three months, Seeing Pei Ye's sword appeared in the eyes and ears of the Divine Capital again. ===== CHAPTER 740 =====