Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 233 Ring
The whole place was silent.

This silence lasted for a long time.

The bright long sword slipped past people's eyes in an instant, and the tip of the sword was still stained with bright red blood.

The sword drew a long bloodstain on the girl's throat, but in the end it failed to make any further progress.

In face-to-face battles, the outcome is often determined by one move, and it ends in an instant. The students of Jixia Academy are used to this kind of confrontation, but this time, seeing the two people who have already staggered on the high platform, the crowd But there was no sound for a long time.

Many people can't even understand what happened just now.

The star observatory by the water courtyard was shrouded in such silence. It was not until some time later that the star observatory of the fire courtyard in the south burst out with huge cheers first, and the people here woke up like a dream.

And the next moment, looking at the Duan Shui sword on the ground, recalling the scene just now, a high-level practitioner's howl erupted from the crowd.

"Fire tree and silver flower!"

"No, it's impossible, it's not all fire trees and silver flowers... how is this possible..."

Hearing the shocked voices of people beside him, Chen Zichu stared blankly at all this.

He could see it clearly, but he couldn't understand it in his heart, as if no one could think of what just happened.

But that just happened.

The girl knocked off the master of Shuiyuan and Xu Yishan's sword.

What she used was neither other moves nor Yeluzi boxing, but a sword.

Looking at the long sword in Ying Baoyue's hand with his back to Xu Yishan, Chen Zichu seemed to see the dark red arc across the sky again.

She didn't just use the sword, the sword gesture that the woman used at that moment was actually somewhat familiar. Hearing the scream of the high-ranking practitioner, Chen Zichu held his breath.

The woman's sword technique just now has the shadow of Ye Siyuan's last sword, the ninth sword of Fire Technique, Huoshuyinhua!

Fire trees and silver flowers!

There is no trace of flame, no overwhelming power, no abundant real energy of high-level practitioners.

There is only form, no spirit, Chen Zichu really wanted to say that.

But it was such a sword with form and no spirit that defeated Xu Yishan's Water Breaking Sword.

This can only explain a fact that can make other practitioners despair, that is, this woman's sword intent has already arrived.

Just a quarter of an hour ago, the move that knocked her off the ring and threw her into the muddy water had become her weapon at this moment.

This woman dared to use it on the battlefield.

Chen Zichu thought of Ying Baoyue's movement of raising his sword against Ye Siyuan's last move, and he finally understood why he had the illusion that the woman might win.

The moment Ye Siyuan drew his sword, the woman saw through his sword technique, and she resisted by going straight to the opposite point of the sword technique.

She might have found the solution then.

If Ye Siyuan hadn't used her true energy to forcefully suppress her, she might really have won.

That scene was covered up in front of everyone, Chen Zichu didn't expect that at this moment, he could still see the sword technique that he hadn't finished watching.

So this time.

Did she win or lose?
Only Xu Yishan knew exactly what happened in the small game of sword and sword, and the people under the high stage were stunned and speculated, not wanting to admit the weird facts before them.

But at this moment, Xu Yishan on the high platform still maintained the posture when the sword fell to the ground.

The boy quietly knelt on one knee on the high platform, not looking at the girl behind him.

People stared blankly at this scene, but the next moment they only heard the young man quietly looking at the long sword on the ground in front of him, and speaking softly.

"You won."

Won.

Chen Zichu's eyes were a little dazed.

It's not about taking the next three moves, it's not about giving in, it's about you winning.

She won.

Although the whole process was none of his business, Chen Zichu's eyes were a little sore when he heard these words.

She finally used the sword to obtain the acknowledgment from the man who was unwilling to bow his head to the woman no matter what.

Ying Baoyue turned to look at Xu Yishan, took a deep breath, and spoke sincerely.

"Senior brother, promise."

She is no match for him, at least not now.

The gentleman deceived her, because she restricted his realm and also restricted his swordsmanship, and used his weakness to create the current victory. Ying Baoyue did not expect Xu Yishan to say that.

But this time, Xu Yishan did not refute the title of senior brother.

The next moment, the sound of steady footsteps interrupted the commotion of the people. Xu Yishan raised his head and watched Mr. Zhenshan walk up to the high platform step by step.

"Master." Xu Yishan said in a low voice, "As you said, the disciple will no longer..."

However, at this moment, Mr. Zhenshan interrupted.

"Not as I said, as you said."

Xu Yishan was taken aback, but saw Mr. Zhenshan staring into Xu Yishan's eyes calmly, "Master, I will listen to you this time. If you don't want to be a teacher, you will never force it. This girl's background is really difficult," the old man said deeply. Looking into the boy's eyes, he asked, "What do you think should be done?"

The crowd under the high platform was silent for a moment, and immediately there were discussions.

Chen Zichu was also dumbfounded. He didn't expect Mr. Zhenshan to come out like this suddenly. He looked worriedly at Ying Baoyue on the stage, worried that if Xu Yishan's stick was real...

A slight click interrupted his thoughts. Xu Yishan on the high platform had already retrieved the Duan Shui sword. The next moment Chen Zichu looked at him with wide eyes.

Eyes wide open for a scene he never expected.

Ji Jiashu also shook his shoulders slightly, watching the unexpected behavior of the young man on the high platform.

The young man put the sword in one hand, clenched his fist in the other, and knelt down on one knee.

Xu Yishan looked up at Mr. Zhenshan, and said quietly, "Master, I implore you to accept her as your apprentice."

Mr. Zhenshan squinted his eyes and looked at the big apprentice on the ground, "Are you willing to have a junior sister?"

Xu Yishan was silent for a moment, then spoke.

"I'd be proud of her."

Ying Baoyue was startled, looking at the back of the young man in front of him.

Xu Yishan just looked at Mr. Zhenshan and said seriously.

"She will be an honor to our family."

Chen Zichu and Ji Jiashu were taken aback, looking at the friends on the high platform who were serious and did not lie.

Ying Baoyue was also silent for a moment, not expecting to hear such words.

Looking at Xu Yishan's back, she said softly, "Thank you."

Xu Yishan didn't look back, but just looked at Mr. Zhenshan intently, and Mr. Zhenshan looked at him like this, and finally laughed.

"Congratulations, you have a junior sister."

Xu Yishan, who was originally very calm, regained a lot of stupefaction.

He tilted his head a little uncomfortably, but the next moment he heard Mr. Zhenshan suddenly looked at him and said very excitedly, "Since you have no objection, then quickly put the ring on your junior sister!"

Ying Baoyue was startled, and then saw Xu Yishan take out a blue ring from his bosom.

It was the first time she saw this.

Ying Baoyue thought of the history of this school, and suddenly remembered the elements left by someone, but she didn't realize it at first.

It's just that the ring...how does it resemble a certain ceremony?and……

put on?

ring?

Master, what customs have you left behind...

It wasn't over yet, when Xu Yishan approached, Ying Baoyue tilted his head slightly, and suddenly saw a somewhat familiar face in the crowd, looking at the ring on Xu Yishan's hand.

That person is Ji Jiashu.

(End of this chapter)