Chapter 231

For Ji You, Miss Qiu's early morning visit was just a small interlude, because this was originally a matter that wouldn't have any results, so naturally, there was no need to take it to heart.

Ji You had already left Rusheng Garden at this time and was walking toward the southwest direction.

The Sages Garden doesn't just have eight gardens, but also nine arenas, which are Qiyun, Zhao Tianji, Yuyu, Xingchi, Lingxi, Cangwu, Zhencheng, Jingyang, and Jiyuan, surrounding the eight gardens.

Because it is the first day of the Heavenly Dao Assembly duels, the circular roads of the nine major arenas are full of cultivators everywhere.

Families, friends, onlookers.

These people were all staring tightly at their respective battles; looking from afar, the crowd was like a sea, and the sound of discussion was endless.

The more people there are in an arena, the higher the prestige of the people dueling.

Ji You walked along the road and soon arrived at Qiyun Arena; looking out, the inside was a circular platform with a diameter of more than ten zhang, surrounded by eight stone walls as a screen, and under the stone walls were viewing stands built of white marble.

Yan Hao is worthy of being the grandson of the Heavenly Jianfeng Peak Master; his first battle attracted countless onlookers.

And among these onlookers, the most prominent were naturally the Lingjian Mountain disciples who came to cheer for him.

Besides them, also accompanying were Zhao Zhao Yunyue, the Princess of Princess Changle who was an outer disciple, and the Pro-Immortal officials of the Chong Prince faction.

They had attended the Little Xiao Jianzhu of Lingjian Mountain's private banquet last night and were now talking about it with relish.

And seeing Ji You appear at Qiyun Arena, coming alone in white, drifting past the arena, his pace steady, his eyes looking at the high platform, the people who were already sitting upright looked toward him one after another, their eyes a bit strange.

"Is that Ji You?"

"Why did he come?"

"Perhaps... to watch the battle?"

"Even if watching the battle, shouldn't he be watching the Heavenly Tian Shuyuan's first match? Why come here?"

The person dueling Yan Hao was from the Lü family of Liangzhou, named Lü Lu Qifeng; Lü Lu Qifeng was nearly thirty, eight years older than Yan Hao.

But cultivation is like this; sometimes it's not about age, but about comprehension and talent.

Just like those immortal manor masters in Fengzhou who are half-buried in the yellow earth, having struggled for a lifetime, a hundred years of light can only barely merge with the Dao.

And what made everyone feel strange was that Ji You and Yan Hao didn't have any friendship, and one couldn't say he wasn't familiar with the Lü family of Liangzhou, but could only say he didn't know them at all; coming to watch the duel between the two of them made people feel a bit unexpected.

However, this strangeness was only for a moment and didn't cause any too widespread discussion; after all, why Ji You came here didn't have any significance to them.

At this time, Ji You found an empty space with no one around and sat down, looking toward the middle of Qiyun Arena.

He should have come earlier than now, but was delayed for half an hour because of Miss Qiu's matter, and at this time, the duel was about to start.

Yan Hao, as a Lingjian Mountain disciple, naturally uses a sword, but his sword is different from an ordinary sword; it is very wide and thick, black all over, and looks incredibly heavy.

Ding Yao had already told him last night that the sword path Yan Hao mainly practices is the heavy sword, a bit similar to Elder Qi's sword path, Little Zhongshan, abandoning the sharpness of the sword edge and focusing on suppressing people with strength.

And the three-foot green blade used by Lü Lu Qifeng opposite him is the same as the ordinary long sword Ji You usually uses.

Just at this moment, a burst of airflow suddenly surged around Qiyun Arena.

Ji You originally thought it was the wind blown in because the weather was bad, but then he saw two blue-silver lights flashing from around the Qiyun Arena, gathering toward the middle in a semi-circular shape, pulling up a faint barrier, wrapping the middle inside.

Then, a burst of copper gong sound from an unknown source instantly rang out, and the two people in Qiyun Arena moved instantly, rushing toward the very center of the circular platform facing each other, and a strong burst of energy instantly whistled toward all directions.

Hum!

This Lü Lu Qifeng, nearly thirty, took advantage of the three-foot green blade and launched an attack first; the long sword gathering spiritual energy instantly displayed a piece of dazzling light, like a peacock opening its tail.

Those who can enter the Heavenly Dao Assembly, even if they are from a family, are definitely not ordinary people, and a sharp aura instantly arrived with the wind.

Yan Hao, who was carrying his sword, also came to meet the sword, stepping on the Kui step, and raised his sword with great effort.

Following that was a sword hum that soared into the sky, but it wasn't clear and cold, but heavy like the sound of a drum, rumbling over.

It is 【Heavy Sword · Four Profound Mountains】!

At this time, a Lingjian Mountain disciple shouted loudly.

Besides the three main peaks, Lingjian Mountain has countless small mountains around it, each with its own name.

Little Zhongshan, Four Profound Mountains, Master Mountain, Wu Mountain...

Because the heavy sword path is like a collapsing mountain, Lingjian Mountain's heavy swords basically take the surrounding mountains as names, but not everyone is qualified to name their sword path after a mountain.

And Yan Tai, the Peak Master of Heavenly Jianfeng, is naturally qualified to do so.

However, this 【Heavy Sword · Four Profound Mountains】 still relies on the heavy iron sword; compared to Qi Qi Zhengyang's purely heavy sword 【Dao Sword · Little Zhongshan】, it is still a bit inferior, so it's no wonder that when Qi Qi Zhengyang lost his son in his old age, people from Heavenly Jianfeng all wanted to send their children and grandchildren to learn sword under the name of retirement.

With a loud bang, the two swords clashed fiercely in the blink of an eye; the sharp Dao sword slashed straight up, while the heavy sword energy pressed down fiercely.

Two green lights collided violently, Lü Lu Qifeng sank instantly, and a burst of discussion also came from the high platform, looking at the sword energy that was like slapping waves, the three-foot green blade was instantly pressed and bent.

Bang!

Lü Lu Qifeng's face changed slightly, the spiritual energy around his body suddenly roared, a burst of air waves pushed out fiercely, and the rushing airflow instantly catalyzed, helping the three-foot green blade in his hand to resist the middle.

As the Upper Five Realms, the Profound Understanding Realm can naturally understand techniques.

Just like Chu He, who dueled with Ji You on the stage back then, he also received family inheritance.

However, the technique Lü Lu Qifeng used didn't form a system; one could see it was a shallow use in the process of comprehension, and there was no too mystical performance.

However, what was eye-catching was the footwork Lü Lu Qifeng displayed afterward.

At this moment, when the air waves were surging, Lü Lu Qifeng paused his feet, and between the flashes of spiritual light, there was a faint dance of wind moving from under his feet, and the figure under the heavy sword instantly flashed to his right rear.

It seems that what this Lü Lu Qifeng mainly practices is still the technique that can assist speed, to the point of being as drifting as a ghost...

At the same time, the heavy sword in Yan Hao's hand landed with a boom, cutting a piece of sparks on the stone platform, even bringing a sense of tremor to the people on the viewing stand, their faces couldn't help but change, showing the power and heaviness of this place, unstoppable.

And Lü Lu Qifeng, who had lightly dodged this sword, landed with his right foot, and another piece of mysterious light rose, and a burst of empty explosion sound came from under his feet, his figure instantly flew backward, attacking Yan Hao; thunder light rushed on the iron sword, surrounded by purple electricity.

It is the thunder technique, one of the Heavenly Dao laws that is best mastered and possesses extremely strong attack power.

Cultivators in the Merging with the Dao Realm can gather thunder in their palms, or drop thunder from their hands, while the Profound Understanding Realm still needs to use the Dao sword as a carrier.

At this time, excited exclamations had already sounded from the opposite side of the circular platform from the Lü family, only feeling that this thunder sword falling would inevitably cause heavy damage to the other party.

Only Ji You, who was gazing at the platform with golden eyes at this time, felt that it shouldn't be like this.

The heavy sword is like a mountain, which is a great assistance to the attack, especially since Yan Hao mainly practices this heavy sword technique, which is infinitely powerful.

But heaviness is inevitably advantageous and disadvantageous for cultivators, because it increases the energy but reduces the speed.

This weakness is too obvious; Ji You doesn't believe Yan Hao doesn't know, and Lingjian Mountain also has many sword techniques that can compensate.

Sure enough, as Lü Lu Qifeng rushed over with the thunder sword, Yan Hao's face didn't change at all; his right hand gripping the heavy sword twisted with a crack, and as he withdrew, a thin black sword suddenly appeared in his hand.

Mother-son sword...

Because he had paid attention in advance, Ji You clearly saw that Yan Hao's thin sword was extracted from the sword body of the heavy sword.

Because Lingzhou relies on Lingjian Mountain, the smelting and casting technology is the best in Qingyun; when the Heavenly Tian Shuyuan went to ask about the Dao earlier, Ji You had specifically saved silver to buy a sword.

Creating a sword that fits oneself according to one's own advantages and weaknesses is naturally not a problem for Yan Hao.

Amidst the whistling, Yan Hao, holding the thin sword, raised his eyebrows coldly and dived forward.

Although his pace speed cannot compare to Lü Lu Qifeng, the face-to-face sword duel is actually not the key factor in deciding victory or defeat.

Lü Lu Qifeng seemed not to have expected this point; his pupils suddenly contracted, and he saw a beam of snow-bright and sharp sword energy slashing toward his face, and immediately drew his sword to meet it.

This slash by Yan Hao with the thin sword naturally wasn't as terrifying as the heavy sword just now, so there was no need for Lü Lu Qifeng to worry.

As the two swords missed their peaks, sparks bloomed continuously, and purple electricity danced wildly.

The next instant, the airflow under Lü Lu Qifeng's feet danced wildly, and he immediately pulled away from him, once again accumulating thunder technique and whistling over.

This scene was just like when the first sword clashed earlier, it was another face-to-face charge.

Clang!

Yan Hao flew forward, a beam of white light flashed on the thin sword, and he slashed forward with an expressionless face.

And behind Yan Hao, whom Lü Lu Qifeng couldn't see, Yan Hao's right hand curled into a claw, and the heavy sword that had been standing on the ground began to tremble wildly.

Clang!

The thin sword slashed fiercely at the green blade, and that heavy big sword also fell into Yan Hao's left hand with a bang as he flew forward to slash.

Within the line of sight, Yan Hao's left arm suddenly bulged with round curves, veins suddenly burst out on his wrist, the vertical bone of his wrist arched directly, exerting force shockingly, circling the sky in a round slash!

Lü Lu Qifeng's scalp instantly went numb, and he widened his eyes, feeling as if a mountain was coming to support the sky, rising suddenly from behind the other party, the majestic energy directly facing the two swords.

Boom!

The heavy sword pressed down fiercely, directly slashing Lü Lu Qifeng, who couldn't return his sword in time, away.

Actually, cultivators had already started using spiritual sense at this time, and heard a burst of crisp sound of broken bones; Lü Lu Qifeng flew horizontally directly, hit the blue-silver barrier fiercely, then fell to the ground, and his dislocated right shoulder slanted out a strange arc, blood flowing horizontally.

At this time, the arena was silent.

Actually, the two fought for no time; Yan Hao opened with the heavy sword, and under the sword pressure, he was quickly found a flaw by Lü Lu Qifeng, who attacked with speed.

After a few swords back and forth, it was this sudden 【Heavy Sword · Four Profound Mountains】 that directly decided the victory or defeat.

Before long, the Lingjian Mountain disciples cheered loudly, the sound wave like a tsunami, even attracting onlookers from other arenas who couldn't help but come to this place.

"Who won?"

"Naturally Yan Hao; his heavy sword... is truly a bit terrifying, but I hope I won't encounter him too early."

"An Immortal Sect direct disciple is naturally extraordinary."

"Looking at Yan Hao's ease, it seems he hasn't used his full strength yet."

"This is only the first match; how could he use his full strength."

Amidst the discussion, the Liangzhou Lü family had already rushed onto the stage, and after checking Lü Lu Qifeng under the stage, their faces were very ugly.

They didn't expect Yan Hao to be so ruthless.

The Heavenly Dao Assembly has always been about stopping at the point; although injuries are inevitable during the process, directly harming someone's life is truly hard to accept.

And in fact, Yan Hao's mood is extremely bad at the moment, and his face is a bit gloomy.

Because this Lü Lu Qifeng is not strong, and after the Profound Understanding Realm, he can't be counted as a master, and naturally cannot be mentioned in the same breath as him, the grandson of the Lingjian Mountain Peak Master.

But this Lü family disciple took advantage of speed, which made him feel irritable, so he didn't hold back in the last sword.

At this time, the child sword returned to the mother sword, Yan Hao stood proudly with his sword, his eyes cold and clear, and the majestic sword energy around his body hadn't completely dissipated.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Zhao Yunyue narrowed her eyes for a long time, and finally couldn't help but glance at Ji You, her eyes slightly cold.

That Lü Lu Qifeng is not weak, at least much stronger than that Liu Liu Qichen.

In her view, this Ji You was bullying those disciples in the Heavenly Tian Shuyuan who weren't qualified to get a quota in the first place, and now seeing a real master, he was probably going to have a headache.

Sure enough, Zhao Zhao Yunyue looked over and found that Ji You's expression was a bit serious.

The Pro-Immortal officials, including Prince Chong, also turned their eyes and found that Ji You, sitting in the audience, was sitting upright, watching Yan Hao intently.

"Not the Sword Control Technique."

"It's truly magical..."

Ji You couldn't help but mutter to himself, his mind full of the scene where Yan Hao summoned the heavy sword to his hand.

This actually isn't a point worth paying attention to, and not many people care, but the reason Ji You cares is purely out of curiosity; after all, he has always liked this kind of sneak attack move.

That isn't simple Sword Control with no threshold; it should be the Lingjian Mountain's secret, non-external, life-bound Spiritual Sword Technique.

The sword heart is connected to the human heart, summoned at will, as if using one's own arm.

Ji You stood up at this time, stepped down from the audience, and walked toward the gate of Qiyun Arena.

Although the duel is best of three, that Lü Lu Qifeng should be unable to fight again, so there shouldn't be any follow-up.

And with the combat power Yan Hao displayed, walking to the final duel shouldn't be a problem.

Regardless of how they divide the groups after the first round, he will always meet him.

Ji You's first duel will start tomorrow; six-into-one will probably take three days to enter the second round.

He looked up at the dark, cloudy sky and felt the coolness in the wind become even worse, then felt a slight icy chill.

However, under this gloomy sky, it was not quiet; instead, the spiritual energy was like a galloping river, surging wantonly, the sound of gold and iron clashing was endless, the killing intent was awe-inspiring, accompanied by whistling mysterious light rising into the sky from time to time.

The nine arenas each have their own uses; Zhencheng, Jingyang, Jiyuan, and Cangwu are specifically for the duels of Merging with the Dao Realm masters, and therefore, the movement from these four arenas is the most magnificent.

At this time, on the white marble road, disciples walking outside the sect and officials from the Immortal Supervision Bureau appeared from time to time, passing news of victory or defeat back and forth.

The duels in this first round included both family disciples and Immortal Sect disciples, but the disparity in combat power between them was a bit large, just like Yan Hao and Lü Lu Qifeng, even if there was suspense, it wouldn't be too unexpected.

And the original rule of best of three was basically finished in one match in this first round.

Until the second round, the disparity in strength among those who remained gradually narrowed, and it wasn't until the end that long-drawn-out battles that couldn't be decided would appear.

Ji You then went to a few gardens and found that it was indeed as he thought; there were many situations of crushing due to disparity in strength, so he lost interest, so he turned around and returned to Rusheng Garden.

He He Lingxiu, Xiao Lu Hanyan, and the others hadn't returned yet, so the courtyard was quiet.

Ji You glanced at the small building opposite, thinking that this was a good time to steal a home; he could go to the small building to stroll later...

He reached out to push open his residence, and just after taking one step in, his eyes suddenly froze.

The Little Xiao Jianzhu of Lingjian Mountain was sitting at his tea table at this time, barefoot with a pair of snow-white jade feet, ten jade-bead-like toes neatly joined together, the soles of her feet with dots of peach pink, small and one.

She brought Lingjian Mountain disciples to participate in the Heavenly Dao Assembly, and she herself had nothing to do, so naturally, she was bored in the courtyard.

So she turned around and around, and seeing that the Heavenly Tian Shuyuan people were not in the courtyard, she "accidentally" strolled to the stranger man's room and sat idly for half a day.

Someone thinks the same as me...

Ji You couldn't help but be happy, his gaze looking casually into the room, only to find that Yan Kuangcheng Yan Shuyi's shoes and socks were not beside the tea table, but in front of the bed.

This girl played on his bed barefoot, and then jumped from the bed to the mat...

However, Ji You couldn't see the lively Yan Kuangcheng Yan Shuyi, because the Little Xiao Jianzhu was now looking at him with a straight face, her eyes full of coldness.

"Kneel and see."

"?"

Ji You narrowed his eyes and looked at Yan Kuangcheng Yan Shuyi.

The Little Xiao Jianzhu looked at his raised hand, her face sank, and she couldn't help but gently clench her fists.

A moment later, Ji You took off his boots and got on the tea table, pouring a cup of tea for Yan Kuangcheng Yan Shuyi: "Xiao Jianzhu, please have tea."

Yan Kuangcheng Yan Shuyi felt a burning sensation on her firm and round buttocks, and after a long silence, she spoke coldly: "You man are quite polite; kneeling is fine, after all, this Xiao Jianzhu also came uninvited today."

"Is Xiao Jianzhu bored?"

"There is a little bit; the duels between the Merging with the Dao and Profound Understanding realms are a bit boring to me, there is no need to watch, and those elder duels are sitting and discussing the Dao, which is even more dry and boring."

Ji You pondered for a moment: "How about, stick beats tiger, chicken eats worm?"

Yan Kuangcheng Yan Shuyi raised her eyes slightly and nodded coldly.

Ji You then got up to search in the drawer, found paper and pen, and then drew on the desk for a while.

He still remembered the "special requirement" of Yan Kuangcheng Yan Shuyi not to draw a tail for the tiger; he didn't know why this was the case when he drew it last time, but this time he already knew that this jealous person had been thinking about the demon princess showing him her tail.

After drawing a few strokes, Ji You shuffled the cards and handed them to her, then very naturally rubbed the fragrant feet under the table.

The Little Xiao Jianzhu was already used to it, throwing out a tiger without a tail with a normal expression, and then saw Ji You throw out a stick.

Seeing this scene, Yan Kuangcheng Yan Shuyi stared at her cards for a long time, her cold face gradually turning red, thinking of the underwear she had secretly washed last night...

Ji You looked at Yan Kuangcheng Yan Shuyi's red cheeks and couldn't help but feel that they overlapped with the figure kicking her feet in his dream last night.

At this time, the wind rose and fell outside the window, and the bamboo forest rustled.

Raindrops hit the water pool, making circles and rounds on the water surface where the koi were swimming.

Yan Kuangcheng Yan Shuyi was silent for a long time, watching Ji You suddenly lean over, and in the dodging of her gaze, she couldn't help but move her little mouth toward the middle of the tea table.

Her feet were still in Ji You's hands, so Ji You could clearly feel the curling of her toes.

However, just at this moment, the Little Xiao Jianzhu suddenly looked cold, looked out the window, then glanced at Ji You, and with a surge of spiritual light around her body, she instantly disappeared from the room, leaving only the fragrant wind when she raised her feet.

Ji You was silent for a moment, instantly understood, so he got up and walked toward the door, reaching out to pull open the door.

Cao Cao Jingsong, Ban Ban Yangshu, Wen Zhengxin, and Pei Pei Ruyi were standing outside the door at this time, but they were facing away from him.

The four people's actions were very consistent, which was looking up at the small building opposite.

There was a red-skirted fairy with a beautiful face, her gaze revealing coldness, her arrogant posture as if she were far away from the world.

(End of chapter)