Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 613 Gale
"Thirty baht..."

The surrounding young masters, who had never used copper coins for silver coins, froze when they heard the words.

Although they knew that Meng Shi was not rich, none of them expected that, as the stepson of a country, the sword they would fight on stage would be an iron sword bought from a blacksmith's shop.

Even if it was bought from a blacksmith shop, looking at the appearance of the iron sword, wouldn't this person be willing to buy a more expensive one?
"It's almost enough to buy two buckets of rice," Ying Baoyue looked at Gui Chen and said with a smile, "This sword is not cheap."

"It's not cheap..." The teenagers around were dumbfounded again.

"Mr. Meng's sword," Zhao Guang, who was holding the fish intestine sword in his hand on the battle stage, was speechless for a while, "You really are a master of art and bold..."

"I don't mean to offend." Meng Shi, who was holding the iron sword, glanced at him. "My previous sword broke at the Banquet of Jixia, and it was more expensive to replace the sword than to buy a new one, so I bought a new one." .”

It happened that Ying Baoyue, who was wandering in the blacksmith's shop at the same time, bumped into her, and when he saw her, the former Qin princess was bargaining with the blacksmith for the price of receiving the sword.

Although he was also poor, it was the first time he saw...a princess who was as poor as him.

When the money is used up, it will be less.

Although in the past, there were many high-ranking scholars who would use inferior swords to show their nobility, but they...

Meng Shi clenched the sword in his hand and said calmly to Zhao Guang, "I can only afford this."

No... the court of the Northern Wei Dynasty is so poor, at least give your stepson a sword!

Zhao Guang glanced at Mo Hua under the stage, and as expected, he saw the indescribable expression of the stepson's follower Fu'e.

It is estimated that Meng Shi rejected his sword.

"Let's start." Meng Shi said.

At this time, the examiner rang the big bell on the stage, and the battle began.

I don't know why Zhao Guang, who had no idea in his mind, looked at Meng Shi, who was holding an iron sword in front of him while holding the fish intestine sword, and felt like he was bullying him.

God is sorry, he is not as interested as Ye Siyuan!
However, before Zhao Guang could ignite his compassion in the next moment, the iron sword in Meng Shi's hand was already blazing with flames.

Zhao Guang shuddered, and information about the stepson surged in his mind.

He has no right to pity this young man.

For a true master, it doesn't matter what weapon he uses, just like his elder brother, most of the time he doesn't even need a sword, he can knock off a tree branch to repel the enemy.

Even though he was thin, young, and of low status, this boy always gave him a very uneasy feeling.

Zhao Guang took a deep breath, pouring true energy into the long sword in his hand, and the fish intestine sword glowed with dazzling brilliance.

There was a wind blowing on the stage, and the wind carried a murderous aura that no one had ever seen on Zhao Guang. Although it was very faint, it did exist.

"This is..." Chen Zichu was taken aback in the audience.

"This sword doesn't seem to belong to him either," Ying Baoyue said, "it should be the murderous aura left in the sword by the previous sword master."

But unlike Ye Siyuan's previous situation, it was Zhao Guang's own true energy that activated the sword, and the murderous aura was not intentionally left in the sword, but remained in it and could not be expelled.

From this it can be seen that the original owner of this sword should be a man of iron and blood.Even the saber was stained with a murderous air.

"Fish intestine sword..." Chen Zichu narrowed his eyes, "Who does such a famous sword belong to now?"

Although it is not as good as the Yue Wang Sword, it is not a sword that ordinary people can get their hands on.

And who is that young Soochow boy who can get this sword and always has a hippie smile?

Ying Baoyue quietly watched Zhao Guang on the battle stage.

"But no matter what, the two are evenly matched..."

"After all, it's a fish intestine sword..."

There were whispers from the surrounding people. The famous sword in Zhao Guang's hand was the famous Assassin's Sword, which more or less made up for the lack of lethality of the wind magicians.But Zhao Guang and Meng Shi are both in the sixth rank, and their realm is similar to that of Zhenyuan.

It can be predicted that this time it should be a close match, and I'm afraid we can fight for a while...

Play a little longer...

Everyone thinks so.

And the next moment Meng Shi and Zhao Guang moved.

Everyone found that they were thinking in vain.

With a bang, there was another loud noise from the formation on the battle stage.

"What's wrong!" Someone screamed, and someone stared wide-eyed at the storm on the battle platform.

That's right, the storm.

The moment the examiner announced the start, Zhao Guang and Meng Shi shot at the same time, and the two figures disappeared as the wind and fire intersected.

What appeared in the next moment was a storm of true energy that made the practitioners in the audience feel suffocated when they looked at it.

The wind blows the fire, the more the fire grows, the wilder the wind becomes.

In the storm, people could barely see the silhouettes of the two people who were constantly intersecting. The speed of the sword was unimaginable. In an instant, the two had already matched more than 30 swords.

Meng Shi held a heavy iron sword, but swung it as lightly as a feather, and what was even more unexpected was that Zhao Guang was able to keep up with his speed.

"That Soochow stepson actually has such strength..."

"Sure enough, a stepson is a stepson?"

The practitioners who were eliminated felt a chill behind their backs, and suddenly realized that there was a reason for their elimination.

Those who can stay until now are not ordinary.

And in front of us is the first real sword battle between the sixth level and the full strength of the first level ceremony.

"The array is about to break, go to the imperial army!"

On the high platform, Jiang Yuanyuan watched closely the movement on the battle platform, and waved his hand violently.

This is also the reason why the royal family must sit in the final battle of the primary ceremony.Because the royal family will come with the forbidden army, repairing the large formation beside the battle platform requires a large number of practitioners of not low level to inject real energy.Previously, some old disciples from Jixia Academy were repairing the formation.

But at this time, the speed of repairing the large formation could no longer keep up with the speed of destruction by these two people.

Glancing at Ji Jiashu who reminded himself, Jiang Yuanyuan made such a decision.The imperial army he brought swarmed up, surrounded the battle platform and barely held up the protective formation.

"These two are really good at fighting. I remember this Eastern Wu stepson said that he is the son of the Eastern Wu Da Sima?" Jiang Yuanyuan sighed, "The Fish Intestine Sword can be so strong in hand. It's been a lot of fighting."

Combat experience cannot be fooled.

Some people know whether they have been tempered as soon as they hold a sword.

"You're right." He glanced at Ji Jiashu, "Even if it's a famous sword, it depends on who owns it and who uses it."

He had always been meek before, but this Soochow stepson was really bloody when he really fought with a sword.

"As expected of a man who dared to declare war on the people of the Northern Wei Dynasty in the polo match," Jiang Yuanyuan said with a smile, "I'm afraid his identity is not simple."

It is rare for a child of an ordinary family to have such a feeling of going through countless life and death, as if the battle in the mansion of the family is not as good as the strife in the palace, this young man who is always smiling always feels that there is some story hidden behind it.

"Meng Shi is the same, what kind of iron sword is he going to use?" Jiang Yuanyuan frowned, "Isn't this kid going to lose to this Soochow stepson this round?"

The direction of discussion among the people below the battle stage also changed momentarily.

However, at this moment, a voice suddenly came from Jiang Yuanyuan's ear.

"No." Ji Jiashu said softly.

"Huh?" Jiang Yuanyuan was taken aback.

And at this moment, a soft light suddenly lit up in the storm in the battle arena.

The boy's hoarse voice seemed to ring in everyone's ears.

"Fire No. 13 sword, the moon is full of the west building."

(End of this chapter)