Food Fairy Lord

Chapter 816 Eyes flashing with swords and spears, hearts burning with hatred and enmity (Part 9)
The match between Li Zhi and Mei Jianxi is indeed full of suspense.

"Tianlin Yi" appeared once in the Winter Sword Collection, but was defeated by Pei Ye with a single sword strike. The myth was shattered before it could be spread, and it has been silent ever since.

Even after several changes in the rankings, he remained firmly in fourth place at the Immortal Platform.

Like other Yunlang disciples, Mei Jianxi rarely appeared in public and was always considered to be the one among the top ten who hid the most swords.

Indeed, this was the case. Mei Jianxi displayed the most extensive swordsmanship he had accumulated since the Linshi Trial. At the age of seventeen, it was almost unimaginable how he could have mastered such a wide range of swordsmanship techniques.

Completely different from the swordplay at the Illusionary Pavilion Banquet, Mei Jianxi's attacks were ferocious, with the sword techniques of the Thirty-Three Swords Sect blooming in his hands.

But Li Zhi had no qualms about it.

Under the influence of [Tianlin Yi], all sword techniques were within his perception. He raised his hand, and the power of heaven and earth appeared on this arena.

The only appearance of this legendary fourth prince was when he was defeated by Pei Ye. Now people are witnessing the achievements of the Heavenly Law Academy over the past twenty years... How did Pei Ye manage to defeat such a person?

Without any gaps or leaks, and with everything visible and known, within this world, no one could see any possibility of being defeated. Mei Jianxi repeatedly created opportunities that seemed to lead to victory, only to be told time and again that they were false.

This match lasted a full 238 rounds.

But Li Zhi still won.

Yang Zhenbing turned her head to look at the two of them: "Why did you say 'I don't know'?"

Yan Feiqing said, "Mei Jianxi is weaker than I imagined."

Yang Zhenbing said, "You line up below him."

"You think no one can beat Li Zhi?"

Yang Zhenbing paused for a moment: "Only Pei Ye can."

Pei Ye said, "Things are different now."

"no the same?"

“Hmm,” Pei Ye said, “You’ll know when we face Luwei in the next match.”

Yan Feiqing said, "You should go up quickly. I still want to watch the match between Yong Ji and Qiu Si if you lose."

Yang Zhenbing was defeated by the crowd.

Yang Zhenbing silently sat back down between the two, holding his sword, while Qiu Si and Yong Ji stood up.

"Why are you going up on stage with a sword like that?" Qiu Si asked indifferently.

Yong Ji remained silent, lowered his eyes, and raised his spear.

A moment of silence fell over the Winter Sword Platform. In truth, countless swordsmen were thinking the same thing, but Qiusi dared to say it aloud here.

There are many things worth pursuing on the path of cultivation, but the sword is the most sacred of them all.

This weapon, which I've held since I was a child learning martial arts, has slowly grown alongside me over the past decade, allowing me to explore its inexhaustible wonders little by little... In the eyes of many swordsmen, swordsmanship training is far more important than realm.

Even on the arena of the Feather Scale Trial, the sword ceremony was the most common stance seen.

A swordsmanship contest is essentially about bringing out the insights and experiences accumulated over the past decade or so. Although we are complete strangers, I know that what I hold most dear is what I cherish most, and you know that what you hold most dear is what you cherish most. A duel between swordsmen always carries meaning.

Therefore, swordplay is a fascinating activity, and the swordplay on the fingertips has become popular everywhere.

But Yongji was clearly not one of them.

He possessed the most powerful sword, the origin of which was unknown, yet it was invincible.

He can see through other people's swordsmanship, but that has nothing to do with him; it all depends on his eyes.

He put it on before the Feather Scale Trial began, and suddenly he possessed a superb level of swordsmanship, fighting and slashing on the stage—even though he didn't even recognize or understand those sword moves.

But no one could stop him. Xu Wensang lost to him, and Zhao Jiajia also lost to him.

Yongji raised his head and indifferently pointed his spear at Qiusi.

"Then teach me how to use a sword?"

Qiusi did not bow. He looked as if he was born to be angry, but he forcibly suppressed his facial features to appear normal, and he maintained this for twenty years.

Upon hearing this, the facade could no longer be maintained, and the sword light of the Three Mountains Floating Raft crisscrossed the Winter Sword Platform.

Akiji, his anger undisguised, was terrifyingly powerful. He moved swiftly across the sword platform, as if even the sunlight had been shattered.

The name "White Sea" is said to originate from the legend that after Qiusi began practicing swordsmanship, he could not suppress his murderous intent. Whenever he practiced swordsmanship at sea, he would not stay in one area but would always run and roam freely. As a result, all fish and animals in his path would flee in terror, and fishermen on their rafts would turn their oars and sing, "Qiusi is here, and we know the sea is white."

But later, when the story spread, people thought it was named after his swordsmanship, which was quite impressive, so they used it that way.

Qiu Si was far superior to Zhao Jiajia, and the two engaged in a long battle. However, no matter how hard he gritted his teeth, he still could not break through Yong Ji's sword.

However, Yong Ji's spear was becoming increasingly powerful.

As if some condensed will was slowly awakening within him, his spear thrusts became increasingly deadly and powerful... Qiusi may have come close to victory for a moment, but he too failed to catch that sword.

Qiu Si staggered and fell to the ground, while Yong Ji returned his sword to its sheath.

Qiusi inflicted many sword wounds on him, some even penetrating through, but it seemed to have no effect whatsoever; blood seemed to be the least valuable thing on this demonized body.

When this sword appeared on the Winter Sword Stage for the third time, people gradually fell silent.

Not many people can immediately discern the level of Yong Ji's swordsmanship.

Many people thought he was strong when he was at the sixteenth round, thinking he was among the top thirty-two. Later, after he defeated Gao Ge, people thought he might be among the top twenty or even the top fifteen, on par with Liang Yanni, Yang Zhenbing, and others. Then, he defeated Zhao Jiajia with one sword, and people thought that now it might take the top five to contend with him.

Now that the top five have arrived, they are still utterly defeated by this one sword strike without any resistance.

Yongji could actually defeat Qiusi at any time; it just depended on when he used that sword.

Many people realized that the reason why the Crown Prince was willing to fight with Qiusi for so long was actually for training, for some kind of preparation... People didn't know what it was, but the sharp protrusion on his right arm was indeed becoming sharper and longer, as if a sharp sword had been unsheathed.

The four winners of the South Division have been determined: Luwei, Li Zhi; Qunfei, Yong Ji.

Akiji, who was ranked fifth, was carried off the Winter Sword Platform.

The Winter Sword Platform was being repaired and swept, with the royal officials seated to the north and the prominent families to the west.

“Even your faction’s members cannot defeat him,” Qiu Jiashu said calmly.

Chu Xiao nodded: "Yes."

"Can your Deer Tail faction win?" she asked again.

Xiu Lu remained silent for a moment: "Not necessarily."

"Among the powerful factions present, there was no one who could control them."

"It is really asking the younger generation to take such a sword strike."

Qiu Jiashu was born with a head of brown hair, which was loose. He was the youngest of the three Tianlou members in Fucha. If we count, he should be a Crane Ranking Feather Knight from the time of Zhao Lingjun, or even the previous generation. A few years before that, he often hovered among the top few in the Duck Ranking. At that time, he also stood on this Winter Sword Platform and competed with his peers.

"If the Cultivation Master also equips Deer Tail with a 'Dragon's Mark,' then they will win." "The Feather Scale Trial prohibits the use of magical artifacts and forbidding the pre-arranged formations. Otherwise, wouldn't it become a chaotic battle?"

"The master also carved the magic artifact into the shape of an eye, and asked his friend from the Taishan Medicine House to replace it, and that was it."

Xiu Lu smiled slightly and didn't reply.

Young people are always more hot-tempered than the elderly. Of course, Qiu Jiashu is not considered young, but among the seniors, he can be considered relatively young. When he saw his own disciple being carried away miserably, he couldn't help but make sarcastic remarks.

In fact, elderly people who smile or remain silent may still have emotions.

There was nothing more to say; Yong Ji crushed the true disciples of each sect one by one.

The cultivators in the world are all kinds of strange and wonderful. Since the beginning of the Feather Scale Trial, the rules have been constantly being improved, but it is always difficult to make people feel that it is completely fair.

Relying on powerful magical weapons to win is obviously not acceptable, but there are sects that specialize in hidden weapons, such as throwing knives, silver needles, iron blades, and copper flowers... The stage is already quite spacious, and not allowing people to bring traps is tantamount to forcing them to admit defeat.

Therefore, it was stipulated that the mechanism must be made by oneself, and the number must be notified to the Immortal Platform and the opponent before entering the arena.

Does a famous sword count as a mathematical tool?
There are only a few sword masters in the world, and there may only be one who has tried the Feather Scale Sword... The final decision was that it was allowed to bring it, because the famous sword was not bestowed by the master or elder, but rather recognized by the master himself, so it should be considered as his own skill.

Shao Jianjun was also very dignified. Except when he faced Wang Jiuqiao at the end and used it to open a test of his heart, he did not rely on the power of the divine sword at other times.

So, can the Immortal Hunter be brought onto the stage?
The Crane and Duck Register only existed for thirty years, and such a problem had never occurred before in the Feather and Scale Trial. No one could imagine that a Bixie or a Qilin would appear on the stage to compete in the Scale Trial.

But following the logic of famous swords, it should be possible.

So, would one eye be acceptable?

Is the blood of the Three Mountains and Seas acceptable?
These are all powers that require personal control to unleash, and do not fall under the category of magical weapons. If they were obtained from the Prince of Yan, then aren't the sword techniques and secret methods practiced by disciples of various sects also passed down from their masters?

So the figure in black with a large spear moved freely on the stage, while countless sects to the west remained silent.

"Don't be too discouraged, maybe the North District will work," Gu Yuan said.

Qiu Jiashu looked at him. Most of his old acquaintances from his youth had scattered and disappeared, some becoming distant and others turning against him. There were few left who stood at the same level as him, and Gu Yuan was one of them.

“Tianmu should be able to win, but it wouldn’t be honorable to have Yunlang’s name on her. In previous years, she was aiming for second place, but this year she’s aiming for third,” Qiu Jiashu said. “Or do you have someone else in mind?”

"Since my own disciple went down early, of course I hope Yu Qing is more capable, so it will be easier for me to save face," Gu Yuan said. "Senior He, what place did your sect get this year?"

The white-haired old woman shook her head worriedly: "My Yaoyao is definitely no good. It's better for her to lose sooner rather than later. I don't want her to go up there and get beaten up and broken."

Qi Wuming chuckled twice but didn't say anything.

Those present were not only from Tianlou, nor only from major sects; in fact, leaders of all the sects with names and titles were seated here, all silently gazing at the vast sword platform below.

After Yong Ji left the stage, Tian Mu and Ji Jiu Ying took the stage.

Tianmu doesn't really look like an old woman. She is actually quite short and is said to be around fifty years old, but there is no trace of it. She also has two buns in her hair and her height only reaches Ji Jiuying's chin.

Ji Jiuying is indeed taller, but Tianmu does indeed appear to be a bit... cute and fair.

The man looked Ji Jiuying up and down, a long sword with a tassel hanging diagonally at his waist: "Child from Tianshan? I didn't see you in the last session."

Surprisingly, the voice also matched the appearance quite well.

Ji Jiuying had never seen her either.

At this moment, some hesitation was inevitable. Holding his sword, he bowed and said, "Ji Jiuying of Tianshan [Shuangcheng], my master is Zhou Wuying. I would like to ask for your guidance, senior."

"You're too kind," Tianmu said crisply.

The Winter Sword Platform was vast, with crowds gathering from both neighborhoods. The Immortal Platform made it difficult for everyone to see the fight clearly, but a mysterious array was indeed set up to transmit sound, making the sounds of the fight clanging and banging.

At this moment, many people who were watching for the first time heard this voice and blankly tried to confirm the show time.

"Come on." Tianmu drew her sword. "Hurry up and finish this, I still need to find Mingwawa."

Her sword was long and gleaming. Ji Jiuying held her breath and slowly raised her sword.

When it came to this match, Ji Jiuying had no desire to win. She was neither a sword fanatic nor a fighting fanatic. She couldn't even beat Pei Ye, so she didn't find it unacceptable to lose to a senior who was thirty years older than her.

However, bearing the title of "Jade Maiden Shuangcheng," Ji Jiuying was absolutely unwilling to bring shame upon Tianshan or this title.

Ten moves, she thought.

The swords were drawn, beginning with the Seven Jade Swords and continuing with the Queen Mother of the West Sword.

Ji Jiuying was not as obsessed with swords as her senior sister or junior sister Zuoqiu; she was simply talented and hardworking.

Unlike her junior sister Zanxue, who was shrewd and perceptive, her greatest strength was simply doing her job well.

Twenty years ago, as one of the Seven Jade Ones, she was meant to be a role model for all the pools within the sect and a face of Tianshan without. Therefore, the two things she learned were cultivation and manners.

In the former, she believed she had done better than Shi Shimei; in the latter, she believed she had done better than Zuoqiu. Zuoqiu Shimei and that boy who might one day become the master of Tianshan had been studying in the same courtyard for half a year, yet they hadn't exchanged more than ten words. When Ji Jiuying heard this, she was greatly shocked.

However, upon reflection at night, she realized she did indeed envy her junior sister who was so focused on the sword.

Junior Sister Zuoqiu will surely surpass me in swordsmanship in the future.

But at least for now, her skill in "The Sword of the Queen Mother of the West" is not even half of her own.

Because she wasn't particularly interested in swords, she never eagerly explored various sword styles. Instead, she focused on mastering the sword she was supposed to learn, and before she knew it, she was second only to her senior sister.

【Chongshan Luohe】

Ji Jiuying's longsword shot straight toward the Heavenly Mother in front of him, the scabbard held in his hand like a wing.

The first move, the "Clumsy Sword" unique to the "Seven Jade Swords," is not very powerful and its moves are not complicated. However, it has one unexpected and ingenious feature: it is a sword move that uses the sword to block and the sheath to attack.

The Seven Jade Sword is a rare sheathed sword. When wielding the sword, the movements of the other hand are far more meaningful than what the opponent can see. Therefore, it has not been seen in Tianshan for a long time. A month ago, on the Eight Rivers, all the opponents who saw this sword for the first time were defeated with resentment.

Because the movement of the sheath-holding hand is unrelated to the sword, no matter how sensitive the opponent's sword sense is, they will find it difficult to detect this design.

Ji Jiuying's longsword swept towards Tianmu, and Tianmu's sword came straight at him. Just as the two swords were about to collide, Ji Jiuying twisted his wrist and his sword move suddenly changed.

She wielded this sword with great grace, as if a dazzling silver flower had bloomed on the stage.

Then the two figures passed each other, and with a "ding" and two long clangs, Ji Jiuying felt that his sword and scabbard had been handled very properly and comfortably, without any sense of resistance.

It wasn't until he tried to launch the next sword move that he felt a sharp pain in his wrist, and his hands suddenly felt empty.

When she came to her senses, she saw the two of them with their clothes fluttering. Her long sword was sheathed in Tianmu's sword, while the sword she had offered was pierced by Tianmu's sword.

With a flick of her wrist, she first took the sword from its sheath back to her front, then with a shake of her wrist, the longsword and its sheath flew through the air in a semi-circle, before she caught the sheath as it fell.

With a sword in one hand, the man looked at the stunned Ji Jiuying and said crisply, "Little girl, you look quite handsome and upright, but it turns out you also use some clever tricks... But these clever tricks are quite interesting, and you used your sword well."

Ji Jiuying was unsure whether she should admit defeat or continue fighting; in reality, she only had one thought in her mind at that moment.

Just now... Tianmu used a more skillful and effortless move called "Surge of Mountain and Fall of River".

(End of this chapter)