Chapter 145: Extraordinary demeanor, faint expression

"I, this child is extraordinary..."

Under the Bai Yu Terrace, Cao Jingsong looked at Ji You on the stage and couldn't help but murmur.

In fact, Cao Wang Jiaoxi didn't dare to watch the duel at the beginning, just turned his head to listen to the discussion all around.

Until Ji You successfully drew his sword for the first time, piercing Chu He's clothes, he turned his head with trepidation.

Chu He's 【Hun-Tian Technique】 was too strong, this was something he had already confirmed when he saw the opponent slash Du Zhu with the sword.

So he had prepared a white flag to throw into the field to surrender early, but didn't tell Ji You, just advised him not to bear too much and just draw the sword to have fun.

In his view, things like Inner Court, noble family, etc., were not as important as life.

Because if life is gone, then nothing is left.

A wild private cultivator is only fighting Chu He? No, it is the Youzhou Chu family with a thousand-year foundation.

So is throwing a white flag shameful? No, not at all.

But even this instructor didn't expect that the "this child is extraordinary" he brought out of Yuyang County had already grown to this point in just one year.

Cao Jingsong came back to his senses and looked toward the direction where Chu He fell.

That Chu family's second son resisted the seven swords with the energy of the 【Hun-Tian Technique】, and then was slashed away by the seven swords. At this time, he was covered in blood, but he was still standing stubbornly, standing numbly.

And the Chu family members had already left their seats, especially the old servant following Chu He, who came to his young master's side with a furrowed brow, and took him back to the Chu family's seat.

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

The strength of 【Seven Mountains】 was seen with their own eyes, and they didn't expect that besides being covered in blood, Chu He was as if nothing had happened.

And Ji You at this time held the sword and stood in the field, slowly closing his eyes to recover, and breathing spiritual energy to constantly disperse into his limbs and bones.

"There are two more matches, how is Chu He going to fight?"

"How can the depth of the Chu family foundation be guessed by us? Chu He must have a back move, it's impossible to use it all in the first match."

"Only the first match and it's like this, plus the back move, are we really cultivating the same immortal?"

"Of course not, what can you do that they can?"

"So strong, it will kill people..."

Amidst the discussion, the people who came back to their senses became even more expectant for the next two matches.

However, Wen Zhengxin and others felt a trace of worry, really afraid that Chu He could take out some more incredible techniques.

Because they knew that Ji Shidi Ji only had 【Little Mountain】, 【Willow Color New】, and 【Coming and Going】 in the sword Dao he learned on Lingjian Mountain.

The first match, he used all three swords to defeat Chu He, but if the opponent had other trump cards, then Ji Shidi Ji would be passive.

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 got up and walked off the stage, coming to the three managers.

"Standing on the high platform with a height of seven feet, walking down slowly, looking up at the surroundings, eyes like a tiger, expression faint..."

"Looking from afar, the demeanor is extraordinary, then walking with the pace of a dragon and a tiger, stopping in front of the three managers of the Management Court..."

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

The Lingjian Mountain disciple's pen tip was constant, writing a full page.

And on his right, another disciple held a charcoal pen and sketched quickly, quickly outlining seven or eight out of ten of the demeanor of the main characters in this scene.

Then the two handed the manuscript and paintings to a female disciple behind them, and her hands were now piled with a thick stack.

Princess Changle of the Prince of Chong's Mansion was in front of that female disciple at this time, staring at the manuscripts and paintings for a long time: "Excuse me, how should I address you?"

"Inner Court disciple of Xuanjian Peak, Zhuo Wanqiu."

"Miss Zhuo, actually I am also a disciple of Lingjian Mountain, but because I am a royal clan member, I can only cultivate in Shengjing. Speaking of which, we are considered to be from the same sect."

Zhuo Wanqiu looked at him while holding those paintings and manuscripts: "I know you are Princess Changle, please speak directly if you have anything to say."

Princess Changle revealed a shallow smile, her eyes lowered: "Can you allow me to find a painter to come over and keep a copy of this painting and manuscript."

Hearing this, some women from royal clan families and walkers of other sects looked over one after another.

They didn't know why the Lingjian Mountain disciples were writing and drawing here just now, but looking at the flowing text and the naked swordsman depicted on the paper, they felt some regret.

That scene just now should have been kept forever, so they immediately started responding to Princess Changle.

Zhuo Wanqiu shook her head upon hearing this, refusing directly: "No."

Princess Changle frowned slightly, but still spoke patiently: "Money is not a problem, spirit stones are also fine, just need to keep a copy."

"This is the secret of my Lingjian Mountain, let alone keep a copy, even looking at it one more time is not allowed."

"Ji You is a disciple of the Heavenly Tian Shuyuan, and today is also the Autumn Battle of the Heavenly Tian Shuyuan's Outer Court, but I don't know how this became the secret of Lingjian Mountain?"

"You don't need to know this."

Zhuo Wanqiu thought to herself, this is not the secret of my Lingjian Mountain, this is the secret of my family's Little Jianzhu.

Before coming, the Little Jianzhu specifically instructed that it must be brought back immediately after being drawn, and no one is allowed to see it.

It is already a blessing in this life for you to see the body of my family's son-in-law at the scene, and you still want to keep it, are you really not afraid of the sword of my Lingjian Mountain.

Just at this time, a sound of rustling footsteps came from the mountain road.

Zhuo Wanqiu looked up and found that He Lingxiu was walking over with a serious face.

The incident of the Heavenly Tian Shuyuan asking the Dao to Lingjian Mountain was not too long ago, and the opposition between the two sects had not really been eased.

For example, this time entering the Heavenly Tian Shuyuan to watch the battle, the Management Court disciples also left a position that was not very good for their Lingjian Mountain.

And He Lingxiu failed to ask the Dao on Lingjian Mountain, and there must still be fire in her heart, which made Zhuo Wanqiu feel a trace of vigilance.

However, what she didn't expect was that this personal disciple of the Heavenly Tian Shuyuan's Zizai Hall didn't show hostility, but cast her gaze on the painting manuscript in her hand.

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

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"This Heavenly Tian Shuyuan Autumn Battle exceeded everyone's expectations, I should keep a copy of the data for the academy, after all, this is my Heavenly Tian Shuyuan's business, and Ji You is also my junior brother, I don't want the original, but I want a copy, otherwise don't even think about taking it away."

Zhuo Wanqiu listened to He Lingxiu's righteous words and couldn't help but look at the manuscripts and paintings in her hand.

She didn't believe the data at all, because even if it was really needed, it should be the Management Court's business, not a personal disciple of a Hall Master to speak.

In the final analysis, the things belonging to her own Little Jianzhu were too tempting.

Jianzhu, oh Jianzhu, this can't blame me, blame the son-in-law for being a red-faced disaster...

At the same time, the Bai Yu Terrace was noisy.

Countless cultivators were discussing the battle just now, waiting for the start of the second match.

However, just at this time, everyone suddenly found that Ji You, after talking with the three managers, put away his long sword and left gracefully, his sword Qi surging like a dragon and a tiger, leaving a back view facing the brilliant sunlight.

At the same time, Cao Jingsong's chest under the Bai Yu Terrace swelled rapidly as if filled with air.

Seeing this scene, the disciples waiting for the second match all couldn't help but show a trace of confusion, while Ban Yangshu, Wen Zhengxin, Pei Ruyi, and others followed.

The direction Ji You went was his residence, Bishui Lake Ya Garden...

The tenth day of July, the rain stopped, and the light rain that lasted for two days brought a trace of coldness to Shengjing, where the heat was gradually disappearing.

Management Court disciples came to the Bai Yu Terrace, brought a cart of sand and soil with craftsmen in Shengjing, and were re-laying bricks.

Many disciples passed by here, all couldn't help but stop and watch, their eyes unclear.

Because yesterday, right here, they saw the incomparably high-spirited seven swords.

It's just that the second and third matches they imagined didn't start before they ended, and then everyone dispersed.

Ji You returned to Bishui Lake Ya Garden, while the Chu family took a carriage and left that day. No one knew whether this Autumn Battle had ended, and no one knew why a matter that attracted the attention of the whole academy ended abruptly.

"Is it that the Management Court wants Chu He to heal his wounds, and then come back to fight?"

"Can it still be like this?"

"The Management Court itself is biased, if they really made such a shameless move, I wouldn't be surprised at all."

In the corridor adjacent to Bishui Lake, many disciples had different opinions about the battle that ended suddenly yesterday, and the most reliable one was that the Autumn Battle was suspended, and Chu He went home to heal his wounds.

This guess was based on the Management Court's past style of doing things.

Otherwise, why not decide a result on the day and announce the winner?

You must know that Chu He got up immediately after being slashed off the Bai Yu Terrace, clearly still able to continue fighting, why stop suddenly.

At this time on the mountain road, Lu Qingqiu was holding an oil-paper umbrella, walking toward the Wang Jiaoxi Court.

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

She had a younger sister in her family who had decided to enter the Heavenly Tian Shuyuan this year, and she came here to find Ma Zhiyuan, the instructor responsible for recruitment in Yunzhou, for her sister's admission.

Pushing the door and walking into the Wang Jiaoxi Building, she saw Ma Zhiyuan at the table, a green onion in his left hand and half a pancake in his right.

"Why is Wang Jiaoxi Ma eating this?"

Ma Zhiyuan looked up at her: "Nothing, I've lost some money these two days..."

Lu Qingqiu said oh, then talked about her sister's matter and invited him to the Lu family in Yunzhou.

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

After the two agreed on the recruitment, Lu Qingqiu was about to get up and leave, but couldn't help but stop and look back before leaving: "Wang Jiaoxi, what happened to the Autumn Battle? Still fighting?"

Ma Zhiyuan looked up at her: "Not fighting anymore, Ji You has already won, it is estimated that he will enter the Inner Court before the Autumn Recruitment."

Lu Qingqiu's red lips opened slightly, a trace of surprise flowing in her eyes: "But why didn't the second match fight?"

"Because it can't be fought."

The ring-defending match of the Autumn Battle is indeed a best-of-three system, but it does not exclude extra situations.

For example, Du Zhu, who was slashed off the stage by Chu He, took the initiative to end the attack, so the second match was not held.

Ma Zhiyuan took a bite of the pancake: "The academy says that Ji You's physique can be passed down, although I don't know if it's true or false, but his strength is enough to explain everything. Qingqiu, you can actually ponder about it, don't miss such a person."

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

"Because both of Chu He's hands are broken."

(It's almost Chinese New Year, wishing everyone a happy new year in advance, and then asking for monthly tickets... or2)

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