Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 212 Rust
"No sword?"

Ying Baoyue's words were just stating a fact, but for some reason, the young man who had already set foot on the observatory seemed to have suffered a huge humiliation.

Ye Siyuan stood on the steps and turned around slowly stiffly, staring at the girl with calm eyes, "You challenge me, but you don't have a sword?"

Ying Baoyue was a little puzzled, but still nodded seriously, "I haven't had any one yet..."

Her original sword seemed to be given away to someone else, and the one that was handed over from Xiaowei Lou was also broken by Ji Jiashu's sword, so...

"You are not a swordsman at all! You are not qualified to challenge me!" However, without waiting for her to explain, Ye Siyuan was furious, and suddenly drew his sword and pointed at Ying Baoyue at the bottom of the steps, "You are just here to play me!"

After all, Ying Baoyue looked at him helplessly, "It's just that there is no sword, so why is Mr. Ye so angry?"

Isn't everyone as rich and powerful as you, son...

"As a swordsman but without a sword, it is a blasphemy to a swordsman and swordsmanship! I am also a woman who is deceived by lard and agrees to be famous with you..."

"That's all, it's just that the little girl didn't bring a sword, why are you so excited," an old man's laughter suddenly came from not far away.

Ying Baoyue was startled, and looked at Mr. Zhenshan beside Xu Yishan in the east. The old man laughed, looked at Mr. Haoran who had an ugly face, and said, "This little girl doesn't have a sword, so I just borrow one. Tangtang Huoyuan actually So petty."

Hearing this, the other Huoyuan disciples immediately covered their long swords around their waists, expressing disgust and resistance with their actions.

Mr. Zhenshan frowned, but the next moment he saw the young girl in the crowd looking towards their water courtyard with bright eyes, staring at Xu Yishan's long blue sword shining brightly.

This little girl has a lot of appetite and vision...

It's not too small.

But did she think that he would lend out the Zhenshan treasure of their water courtyard? sword.

"Well, if your Fire Academy has a lot of people, our Water Academy has a lot of unowned iron swords."

"That is, after all, there is no one in the water courtyard," Mr. Haoran said coldly.

The old man looked at the wooden box in front of Mr. Ye Zhenshan, and said lightly, "These swords haven't finished rusting yet, it's almost time."

"Mingyue, this..." Gui Chen was overjoyed when he heard someone borrowing a sword, but when he saw the pile of broken iron hearts in front of Mr. Zhenshan went cold again, he didn't wait to hear the two old gentlemen's exchange of words. There is no one around him.

Gui Chen's eyes widened as he watched Ying Baoyue walking towards the pile of broken swords.

Unexpectedly, Ying Baoyue would actually come to pick it up, and Mr. Zhenshan was also a little surprised. He only intended to add trouble to Mr. Haoran, but this box was actually full of waste swords that were used or not used by the disciples of the Water Academy.At this moment, the old man felt a little embarrassed when he saw the young girl approaching.

"Well, girl, here... tsk, I remember there are still a few complete ones..."

If Xu Yishan hadn't seen a woman approaching and immediately avoided it as if he had seen some scourge, the old man would have wanted to use the Broken Water Sword to make up for it.

But the next moment, before Mr. Zhenshan finished speaking, the old man saw the girl's hand reaching into the pile of scrap iron. Rusty long sword.

"This is..." The old man looked at the rusty long sword in front of him, but couldn't remember when there was a sword in it.

"It is indeed complete," Ying Baoyue smiled and said, "Sir, can I lend it to you?"

Mr. Zhenshan was taken aback when he heard the words. Of course, it was a waste sword from nearly ten years ago. Of course, it’s nothing. It’s just that even if the sword doesn’t look broken, it’s hard to pull it out if the scabbard is so rusted, and the sword is not guaranteed inside. Can I still use...

Looking at the serious gaze of the girl in front of him, the old man frowned and nodded, "But I don't know if this sword can be used, or you still..."

The next moment he stopped his voice, because the girl in front of him grabbed the rusty hilt of the sword, and just when he thought she was about to draw the sword next moment, Ying Baoyue just looked quietly at her without a sword in her hand. Rusty sword, smiled helplessly, "It seems that I can't pull out this sword now."

Um?Behind Ying Baoyue, Chen Zichu, Guichen and others were taken aback.

Can't pull it out?Then what is this girl doing with this sword?Just when Ye Siyuan was about to explode with anger, he saw Ying Baoyue go straight to Xu Yishan who was avoiding far away, and stretched out his rusty sword, "Mr. Xu, can you help me? Can you help me?" pull……"

However, before Ying Baoyue could finish speaking, Xu Yishan's real energy surged, and he dodged suddenly and moved a full three feet to the side.

this person...

Is this resolute dodge action serious?
Ying Baoyue was speechless, did this person suffer from PTSD due to childhood shadows...

"What's going on?" Zhao Guang, who was on the tree not far away, watched the strange scene, "That kid..."

Zhao Guang thought Xu Yishan was weird, but Li Ji beside him answered the sword.

"That sword is a bit special."

"Sword? What happened to the sword?" Zhao Guang was taken aback when he heard this.

Li Ji stared quietly at the rusty sword and the person holding it, "That sword may only be pulled out by at least a fifth-rank practitioner."

"What?" Zhao Guang was stunned, "So rusty? No, what kind of sword is this..."

Without waiting for Zhao Guang to report his guess, Ying Baoyue reluctantly walked back to Mr. Zhenshan with a sword and bowed.

She didn't intend to trouble the old man, and she didn't want the old man to find out anything, but she didn't expect Xu Yishan to be so afraid of women.

"Sir, could you please pull it out for me?" Ying Baoyue asked.

"Old man? Wait, old man, try it, this is..."

Mr. Zhenshan looked at Ying Baoyue, took the sword by accident, and muttered in his heart what was the use of it being rusted so badly, but after all, it was him who caused the trouble, and it took a lot of effort to pull it out.

The old man held the hilt of the sword, and found that the sword was still not moving at all. The next moment he mobilized his true energy suspiciously, and only when his breath was released at least to the level of the God Dance Realm, did he hear a piercing rubbing sound.

"It's been pulled out!" Gui Chen said excitedly, but when he saw the blade clearly, his voice dropped again.

Although the sword body inside was not broken, it was as rusty as the scabbard, thick as if wrapped in a layer of rust, not to mention a magic weapon, not even the most basic sharpness.

However, the next moment he saw the eyes of Ying Baoyue in front of him brighten up, and he stretched out his hand to caress the two words engraved on the blade.

"This is……"

(End of this chapter)