Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 608
Seeing the examiner put his hand into the sign box again, everyone became nervous.

"This scene is really the same as when you beat your opponent back then." Jiang Yuanyuan on the high platform looked at Ji Jiashu and smiled.

Ji Jiashu looked at him helplessly, "I was not the only one who didn't want to be drawn as an opponent back then."

"That's true," Jiang Yuanyuan nodded, "Getting Yeluhua Tuoba Xun and Fenghua can make people collapse."

There were three of the six sons of the Warring States Period in the previous primary ceremony, Guanghuajun Zhaohuajun Chunhuajun, plus Tuoba Xun, it was a nightmare for everyone.

Everyone knows that these four people will be able to stay until the last day of the battle for a total of three days, and anyone else who meets them before that will stop here.

There are 120 remaining practitioners in the second round, and the number of people who can participate in the intermediate ceremony is 26. It can be said that most of the remaining practitioners are very sure.But there will still be [-] practitioners who lost too early and whose scores in previous rounds were too low to leave.

For practitioners who are not confident about their previous achievements, it is natural to keep an extra round of insurance.Moreover, the final ranking of the primary ceremony will greatly affect the treatment in the intermediate ceremony. Since they are here to participate in the ceremony, everyone hopes to stay longer.

Under such circumstances, no one would like to meet a strong man who had a bye in the second round, not to mention that although there are not many celebrities in this elementary ceremony...

"Ye Siyuan and Meng Shi should be the opponents that this group of cultivators are most unwilling to draw this year." Jiang Yuanyuan said on the high platform.

Ji Jiashu nodded.

It is true that there are not many celebrities in this elementary ceremony, but there are still a few.Speaking of strength, Meng Shi, the stepson of the Northern Wei Dynasty, is one of the best.Meng Shi's strength is not weak, but Ji Jiashu believes that the reason why his reputation is not as good as that of Tuoba Xun, who was also from the Northern Wei Dynasty, is completely dragged down by his family background.

In the practice world where it is difficult for a poor family to have a noble son, a practitioner with an outstanding family background and extraordinary practice can be more famous than a practitioner who only has the strength of practice.

But of course, if you are strong enough, then it is not a problem if your family background is not obvious.

For example, ten years ago, Shao Si ordered Lin Baoyue to be as strong as that woman... Even if she is an orphan, people have to obey.

However, practitioners as strong as that woman are rare after all. Meng Shi's reputation has been somewhat affected by his identity, and many people are not familiar with him.

However, the name of Meng Shi's strongest fire magician is well-known among practitioners. Before the beginning of the elementary ceremony, many high-level practitioners speculated that he would be the leader of this elementary ceremony.

Speaking of family background, Ye Siyuan is a typical representative of the combination of family background and cultivation ability.

Ji Jiashu looked at the young man with a long sword wrapped in cloth for some reason, his eyes darkened slightly.

The cultivator's emphasis on family background is not purely because of praising the high and the low, dislike the poor and love the rich, but that the family background does have a great influence on the strength of the practitioner.

Not everything can be bought with money, what is needed is status.Only the sons of a family with a high enough status can obtain the top-level cultivation resources.

Such people are often more terrifying than powerful practitioners, because the strength of practitioners cannot be improved in a short period of time, and practitioners who have the resources and connections of practitioners do not know how strong they can be.

"Who will be drawn?"

"It's too unlucky to run into Young Master Ye in the second round. How unlucky is it to run into each other..."

luck……

Hearing the word mentioned by the people, Ji Jiashu's eyes narrowed slightly.

Jiang Yuanyuan felt the change in the breath of the people around him, and was surprised to find that Ji Jiashu's hands were clenched into fists by his side.

"You won't..." Jiang Yuanyuan stared at Ji Jiashu and asked, "Aren't you afraid too?"

"Me?" Ji Jiashu was taken aback, "What do I have to be afraid of?"

He didn't play again.

Jiang Yuanyuan squinted at him and smiled, "I'm afraid she will hit Ye Siyuan."

Who she is is beyond words.

Ji Jiashu was silent when he heard the words, looking at the examiner who took out a paper sign and slowly opened it on the battle stage, he was really worried.Worried that Ying Baoyue would meet Ye Siyuan in the first round.

Because from the beginning of the primary ceremony, no matter whether it was man-made or not, the girl's luck has not been very good.

Where it is not so good, it is very bad at all.

As a result, Ji Jiashu was not the only one who had such worries among those present.

"Mingyue..." Looking at the paper sign in the examiner's hand, Gui Chen who was standing beside Ying Baoyue also became nervous, reaching out and grabbing her sleeve.

Ye Siyuan is a practitioner of the sixth rank, and he still has Ye family's methods on him, and he has many disputes with her. For this woman, he is simply the worst opponent.

The results of the various lottery draws in the previous rounds have almost cast a psychological shadow on Gui Chen, if someone wants to trouble her, then this lottery...

"First round of the second round!"

But at this moment, the examiner's voice interrupted Gui Chen's worries, and only heard the examiner's loud announcement.

"Nan Chu Ye Siyuan is right, Zhong Tang Song Qian!"

There was a burst of mourning from the mid-Tang cultivators, and Ji Jiashu on the high platform, Guichen Ji Qingyuan and the others breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

"The unlucky stepson is Zhongtang," Jiang Yuanyuan looked at a gorgeously dressed young man walking out of the crowd. At this time, even the silk and satin on his body couldn't hide the young man's bitter face.

"As expected of Qionghua Jun Songzhai's nephew," Jiang Yuanyuan said, "this expression is as good as his uncle's."

Song Zhai, Lord Qionghua, was the younger brother of the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty and the oldest of the six sons of the Warring States Period. He was already in his early 30s.

Although he is known as the Sixth Prince of the Warring States Period, Song Zhai is not known for his strength in practice, but for his erudition.Although I am not good at cultivators, Mr. Qionghua is well versed in martial arts all over the world, and he is known as the "Bai Xiaosheng" in the practice world.

Jiang Yuanyuan has met this Qionghua Jun several times, and he is a very interesting practitioner of the seventh rank.Every time he talked about cultivation, he was very clear and logical, but when someone wanted to compete with him on the battlefield, he also had such a bitter look on his face.

"Song Qian is different from Lord Qionghua," Ji Jiashu said slowly at this time, "Song Qian is a practitioner of the sixth rank, he was trained by Song Zhai, and his strength is not bad."

Before Ji Jiashu's eyes, information about the stepchildren of various countries that he had seen before appeared.

Although he was in his early thirties, the prince of the middle Tang Dynasty had never married and had no heirs. Instead, he spent a lot of effort in raising his nephew.

This nephew is Song Qian.

Since he is Song Zhai's nephew, Song Qian himself is also a child of the royal family, and he is the most talented practitioner in the middle Tang and Song royal families.

Song Zhai was nearly [-] years old and only ranked seventh, but he taught a sixth-level practitioner, which has to be said to be quite capable.

"That's right, after all, Song Qian also has a bye in the first round." Jiang Yuanyuan said, staring at Zhongtang's stepson who had stepped onto the battle stage.Although his face was full of reluctance, the richly dressed young man showed no fear on his face.

In terms of talent and family background alone, Song Qian is not inferior to Ye Siyuan.

"Presumably this is also a close match," Jiang Yuanyuan said.

Ji Jiashu nodded, and most of the high-level practitioners present would think the same way.

"Battle begins!"

With the shout of the examiner on the battle stage, Song Qian took the lead to pull out the long sword at his waist, which was similar to the clothes on his body, and his sword was also very beautifully decorated. With a click, the long sword came out of its sheath, and the three-foot green tip, the sword light Like a stream of autumn water.

"Longquan sword?" Jiang Yuanyuan said in surprise on the high platform, "Can you find this sword? Zhongtang's family background is really strong enough."

The Legend of Longquan Sword is the first sword cast by Ou Yezi, a master swordsmith in the Spring and Autumn Period. Although it is not as royal as the Taia Zhanlu he cast later, it is a delicate and beautiful sword with a high value.

Such a famous sword is extremely rare in the battles between junior practitioners, and the practitioners who know the goods in the audience let out a gasp.

Having such a sword is like a tiger with wings added to any practitioner, and it is a fatal blow to his opponent.

However, facing Song Qian who had drawn his sword, the expression of Ye Siyuan standing opposite did not change at all.

There was no fear in the eyes, and even a trace of contempt.

And he didn't even draw his sword.

"What's the matter with Ye Siyuan?" Jiang Yuanyuan on the high platform asked in astonishment, "Why is his sword still wrapped in cloth? Can't it be pulled out?"

"Is Ye Siyuan going to be captured without a fight?" At this time, Ying Baoyue's side Gui Chen also said the same thing.

No.

Ying Baoyue stared at Ye Siyuan's invisible long sword wrapped in cloth strips, and spoke in a low voice.

Ye Siyuan didn't mean to surrender, it was the opposite.

"Master Ye, why don't you draw your sword?" Song Qian asked suspiciously on the stage.

"Draw the sword? You still want me to draw the sword?" At this moment, Ye Siyuan showed a contemptuous smile, pulled out the long sword from his waist, and raised it above his head.

"If I draw the sword, you will be dead."

Cloth strips were scattered from the sword in his hand, and when the scabbard was exposed to sunlight, Ji Jiashu's pupils shrank.

"That is……"

The scabbard alone emits infinite brilliance.

Everyone in the audience gasped, and someone said in surprise.

"Goujian Sword, the King of Yue?!"

　Yes, it's at it again.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)