Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 666 True Gold
"He Lancheng's swordsmanship and Meng Shi's swordsmanship..."

Jiang Yuanyuan is not the only practitioner who realizes the similarities between the two.

Looking at He Lancheng who was being carried off and Meng Shi who was being helped off the stage, Ji Qingyuan looked complicated and looked at the girl beside him uncontrollably.

Sensing the change of breath on his body, Tuoba Xun's figure quietly leaned towards that side.

Noticing Ji Qingyuan's gaze, Ying Baoyue looked at him and asked, "What's wrong?"

"You..." Seeing the unchanged expression on her face, Ji Qingyuan's eyes became more complicated.Pulling up the barrier, she spoke in a voice that only she could hear, "He Lancheng's Baihong Sword should be born out of the sword technique you created."

"Really?" Ying Baoyue looked a little surprised, but the next moment she looked sideways at Tuoba Xun, who was tied with white silk behind her, with a hint of understanding in her expression, "So that's the case, after all, he is his junior."

Although she didn't remember what she was taught, she remembered that she had taught Tuoba Xun how to practice on the Great Wall of Eternal Night.

Perhaps it was at that time that Tuoba Xun learned some characteristics of her sword technique, combined with his own understanding to create a new sword technique.

He Lancheng should have further added his own things to Tuoba Xun's swordsmanship.

Seeing the girl's understanding expression, Ji Qingyuan realized that she knew what happened to He Lancheng.It's just that Ji Qingyuan remembers that even she didn't know why Meng Shi had completed the fire sword.

But no matter He Lancheng or Meng Shi, Ji Qingyuan suddenly felt a bit bitter when he heard the people's praise for these two people flooding his ears.

Feel bitter for this girl.

No matter how they learned it, at this time they can shine in the arena and gain everyone's respect, they cannot do without the swordsmanship created by this girl.

That is her swordsmanship!
However, the woman who created those sword techniques was not allowed to practice. She forgot everything she created in this life, and she didn't even have the aptitude and ability to use the fire sword.

"Meng Jizi's swordsmanship is really exquisite, it's a pity that there is no sword manual..."

"Mr. He Lan's swordsmanship is also very surprising. Sure enough, the Northern Wei Dynasty specialized in swordsmanship genius..."

Hearing the compliments from the people in his ears, Ji Qingyuan clenched his fists.

These honors should have belonged to her.

however……

"You..." Ji Qingyuan looked into Ying Baoyue's eyes, "Are you really not unwilling?"

"Why are you not reconciled?" Ying Baoyue asked suspiciously.

"They..." Seeing Meng Shi and He Lancheng walking back to the waiting place surrounded by the crowd, Ji Qingyuan paused, "They all use your sword skills."

"They should all add their own things," Ying Baoyue said with a smile.

"But...but you can't use this sword technique now, obviously..." Ji Qingyuan said.

Obviously what she had in the past was so powerful.

What bothered Ji Qingyuan the most was not that Meng Shi and He Lan had learned some of her sword skills, but that she no longer remembered that she could no longer use her sword skills.

He will never see her use the fire sword again.

Meng Shi and He Lancheng have amazed everyone now that their sword intent is less than home.

But she fell from the top and lost her memory of these sword techniques, and even the ability to practice them.

This world is really unfair to her.

She really...wouldn't she feel reconciled?

"I understand what you mean," looking at Ji Qingyuan who was almost incoherent, Ying Baoyue understood what he wanted to ask.

only……

"If I don't feel reconciled, do you believe it?" Ying Baoyue asked.

Ji Qingyuan's pupils shrank.

"I really don't have the idea of ​​being reconciled or unwilling," Ying Baoyue said, "I have never felt hopeless."

"Because," Ying Baoyue looked directly into Ji Qingyuan's eyes.

"What I lost was what I had done in the past, not my brain."

Ji Qingyuan was completely stunned.

"Those who abandon me, don't keep yesterday's day; those who disturb my heart, today's day is so worrying." Ying Baoyue said with a smile, "Since I don't remember, it's useless to regret and miss, it's better to think about it now." Do something."

"Now..." Ji Qingyuan said in a daze.

He was about to speak, but at this moment, the examiner's shout and the sound of everyone's breathing came from his ears.

"The second battle, Northern Wei Dynasty, Dugu Xin!"

"Dugu Xin?" Ji Jiashu, who was talking to Jiang Yuanyuan on the high platform, was taken aback when he heard this, and looked at a tall young man who walked out of the crowd from the stage.

"Beihan Pavilion again?" Jiang Yuanyuan continued, frowning, "Is there only him and Murong Heng left in Beihan Pavilion?"

Ji Jiashu nodded.

"Beihan Pavilion has worked hard this year, and has brought together promising disciples regardless of their seniority." Jiang Yuanyuan said, "Given their age, these two people may still be able to participate in an elementary ceremony, right?"

"I'm afraid I also want to train my disciples," Ji Jiashu said. "After all, the number of wars in the north has decreased in the past two years, and there are fewer opportunities to train disciples."

Jiang Yuanyuan looked at Dugu Xin who was walking towards the high platform, "The next Beihan Pavilion disciple should be selected from him and Murong Heng."

"Well, there is no one else," Ji Jiashu took a deep breath.

"Which one do you like?" Jiang Yuanyuan asked.

"Both of them have just broken through to the sixth level, but they can't be underestimated to reach this level, but..." Ji Jiashu said with a complicated expression.

"Just?" Jiang Yuanyuan asked curiously.

"It's just that I'd rather be him than Murong Heng," Ji Jiashu said, looking at the young man on the stage.

"Murong Heng..." Jiang Yuanyuan was taken aback when he heard the words, "After all, that Ah Heng and Xu Bingqing are closer than He Lancheng."

Always give him a strange feeling.

"Dugu Xin is more like a swordsman," Ji Jiashu looked at the Northern Wei teenager who strode up the high stage before the examiner could draw out his opponent. "However, if we meet in the ring, I'm afraid it will be more difficult."

"Then I want to see who has such luck," Jiang Yuanyuan laughed, and looked at the examiner who opened the second lottery jokingly, but the next moment he couldn't laugh.

"Northern Wei Dugu Xin, fighting..."

The examiner shouted loudly.

"Qianqin, Ying Baoyue!"

When the name came out, Ji Qingyuan, who was talking to Ying Baoyue, was taken aback.

"It seems that I was called," Ying Baoyue was not surprised, and smiled and patted Ji Qingyuan's shoulder, "Look at me carefully, I will let you see what I can do now."

Ji Qingyuan was startled when he heard the words, and before he could open his mouth the next moment, the girl had already left in front of him, and after a high-five with Gui Chen, she walked up to the high platform opposite without hesitation.

"This lottery..." Jiang Yuanyuan couldn't help but look at the girl walking towards the high platform, "Is this lottery really all right?"

Meng Shi finally met He Lancheng in the last match, which made him feel that the lottery unexpectedly seemed real, and he was speechless in the next match.

"Should...no problem." Ji Jiashu paused.

"Then this girl's luck..." Jiang Yuanyuan took a deep breath, "Is she and Beihan Pavilion having an affair?"

(End of this chapter)