I became a fox girl and was captured by the True Dragon Saint

"Eh?" Pei Min stared at his master.

Jiang Ke'er took a puff of the cigarette holder, and a fragrant white mist came out of her mouth. Amid the smoke, there was a hint of contempt at the corner of her mouth.

"If you think you are a fool, then I advise you to listen to other people's advice, at least you won't die in a strange way. If you are not a fool, then you'd better treat other people's unthinking comments as farts... because most people in this world are fools, they just want to turn you into their shape. So the question is, do you think you are stupid?"

Pei Min's eyes gradually became clear, and he was excited as if he had suddenly realized something. He said excitedly, "I'm not stupid!"

"Any fool would think so."

"..."

Pei Min instantly collapsed into a heap again.

This master is simply a devil.

Jiang Ke'er is still the best, she is small and soft, and her personality must be very gentle...

The Qinglian Sword Sect's entourage soon arrived at the former site of the Shenzhou Cup.

The huge tower of Si Tianyi still stands in the center of the venue, with bright lights flashing on its edges and textures spreading to the middle of the earth, giving it a futuristic feel.

A protective shield wraps around the giant tower to prevent the battle fluctuations generated by the palace examination from harming the Sitianyi.

Lord Li was floating in the air, exactly where Emperor Jing had sat in the past.

He believed that he would not become the next incompetent Emperor Jing, because he was concerned about the country and the people, and put the lives of the people of China first. He dared to challenge the path that Emperor Jing had failed, not to leave a name for himself through the ages.

He believes he can do better.

At the entrance of the Shenzhou Cup, candidates for the palace examination entered with their identity tags.

There are only two items in today's exam.

Skill and Tao.

This is the basic principle of swordplay, encompassing everything and yet returning to its roots.

"Master," Pei Min and Xiao Tao bowed to Jiang Keer.

Jiang Keer waved her hand: "Go quickly."

The boy and the girl walked into the examination room.

Lord Li left the platform and looked at the talented people from various sects in front of him.

He knew what these people were thinking - they looked down on the imperial court and came to take the imperial examinations never to serve the court but to humiliate themselves.

This is just an open struggle for power and profit.

Well, gather them together and make things clear, so it will be easier to solve the problem.

This was also his original intention for holding this kendo imperial examination.

Because since some time ago, the sword as a weapon has quietly formed its own culture, had its own circle and class, and became the exclusive use of the nobles and a symbol of identity.

He organized an imperial examination in swordsmanship, and most of the candidates he summoned were clan leaders and wealthy people from all walks of life in China who refused to submit to the control of the imperial court.

So, it will be a negotiation.

A negotiation between the imperial court and the clan, between the new nobles and the old nobles.

Unfortunately, Pei Min didn’t care about these, he just wanted to get first place.

By then he will be able to see the Jiang Ke'er he has been thinking about all the time. He wants to see what kind of person she is. This has become his inner demon.

"The first round is a sword skills competition."

The eunuch read out the imperial edict solemnly.

"To ensure fairness, all trial participants must suppress their realm to the Five Elements Stage. They are not allowed to use power beyond the Five Elements Stage, use magic tools, or take elixirs."

Realm is not important, because for the royal family... as long as the candidate is loyal to the court and has good sword skills, he can use the Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures and the Book of Changes to improve his realm.

There were a total of 128 trial-takers, who fought in pairs and were eliminated layer by layer. The winner was decided in seven rounds, just like the Shenzhou Cup that year.

Pei Min’s opponent in the first round was an old man.

Because there is no age limit for this exam, older practitioners have a natural advantage.

He bowed slightly to the other party to show his respect for his predecessor.

But the other party obviously did not appreciate it.

"Finally I have met you, the scourge that has ruined the way of swordsmanship. Bowing and begging for mercy is useless. Now, attack." The old man looked too high-handed and did not even bother to look at Pei Min. "The greatness of the way of swordsmanship is something you will never understand in your lifetime. It is your luck to meet me... Today I will reluctantly let you see the vast world outside."

Pei Min scratched his head: "I never thought that the mentally retarded villains that Master talked about really exist... Is this the trend in Shenzhou? Or am I really too annoying? It's all Master's fault. He had to provoke them..."

"Then I won't be polite."

Pei Min grasped the hilt of the sword.

"Qiang!"

The old man drew his sword at the same time, the sword light was like a dragon emerging from water, and the continuous and impenetrable attack like rain came towards Pei Min.

"It's the Xiaoyu Sword Technique! It's really powerful when it comes from the hands of the leader of the Xiaoyu Sect!" A knowledgeable swordsman outside the stage said excitedly.

"Ding--"

Amidst the sky filled with sword shadows, a flash of cold light as sharp as lightning struck instantly.

"Accepted."

Pei Min took the sword away from the opponent's neck and bowed slightly.

The old man glared at me, walked off the stage in dismay, and then suddenly had an idea and said, "I'm in a good mood today, so I'll let you go. I won't fight you seriously, so I'll just let you have one round."

"Wait a minute."

Pei Min frowned and stopped him.

"What?" The old man's face turned red, and he glared at Pei Min angrily, "I let you do this, and you're still not convinced?"

"I ask you, did you take my money?" Pei Min looked at him coldly.

The invigilators immediately shifted their gaze over here.

Facing countless stern gazes, the old man's face was burning with anger: "Of course not!"

"Then why do you let me go? Losing is losing, winning is winning," Pei Min said sternly, "If you don't agree, you can come over and fight again. We can even have a life-and-death fight or sign a life-and-death agreement."

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149. Sword Dance

When the people around heard this, they immediately looked at the leader of the Xiaoyu Sword Sect and said, "Let's fight again. I think it's okay."

They cannot accept failure in orthodox kendo, not even once.

"I don't think so!" The old man grunted viciously and slipped away quickly.

There was an immediate burst of boos. From today on, the old man could no longer save his reputation.

However, he knew clearly whether he was being humble or not, and until now he still couldn't get over the confusion in his heart.

Most sword fights are like solving math problems, one move at a time, and when faced with too many moves, many people panic.

But Pei Min didn't.

It was as if he had instinctively figured out which statements in the questions were true and which were false, and which were pure nonsense designed to mislead the test-takers. He then instantly figured out the key...with just one move.

It was just like looking up the reference answer. I wrote down the result without even thinking about it.

He didn't know why Pei Min could do this. Even with his own vision, he couldn't do it. This kid was probably poisonous.

Judging from Jiang Keer’s past experience, it is better to avoid things that you cannot understand. You can’t just rush into it for the sake of face. It will kill you!

It’s better to leave this tricky guy to the people behind.

slip away.

Pei Min felt bored and looked towards his junior sister not far away.

I saw the junior sister fighting back and forth with her opponent.

It’s strange. Junior Sister could obviously end the battle in an instant, so why did she deliberately delay it?

"Oh, I was a step too fast."

Gongsun Xiaotao bowed slightly to her opponent, looking as if she had won reluctantly.

The opponent left the stage in disappointment - he knew very well how big the gap was between him and the opponent. The opponent had been setting the tempo throughout the whole process, and just to make his loss less embarrassing, he deliberately dragged it out until now, which could be said to have saved himself enough face.

Unknowingly, he already owed the girl a favor.

Moreover, he no longer had any contempt or disgust towards this junior sister from the Qinglian Sword Sect, and even secretly felt a little grateful and admiring for her.

This girl is so scary...

"Brother, although it's cool to kill them in one move, it's too offensive. You'll be serving as an official in the court in the future, so it's best to build good relationships with them." Xiao Tao whispered.

"I'm unhappy with them." Pei Min said with a pout.

Xiao Tao was silent for a moment, then replied through voice transmission: "Okay, then don't hold back, come on, senior brother! Show the style of our Qinglian Sword Sect!"

So soon it was time for the second round of competition.

Pei Min's opponent cried out in luck.

"Luckily I met you, if I met any other candidate I would be finished," the other party said to Pei Min with a playful smile, wielding a delicate and tricky sword, "Thank you Qinglian Sword Sect for helping me advance!"

It was the first time that Pei Min had seen a swordsman using a soft sword. The opponent's thin and soft long sword wrapped around him like a snake, and the tornado-like sword wind was about to break his arm.

This sword technique brings flexibility and uniqueness to the extreme.

However, Pei Min's other hand pushed and swung the hilt of the sword, and the same exquisite force immediately broke the soft sword into ten pieces.

"Accepted."

Putting the blade against the opponent's throat, Pei Min said calmly.

The strength of the soft sword lies in its toughness, but when it is twisted to the extreme, its toughness is at its weakest.

At this time, you only need to use sudden force to cut horizontally, and most soft swords will break into countless sections.

Although Pei Min didn't understand the characteristics of the soft sword, he was very sensitive to the stress of metal, because his master was often lazy and asked him to recycle old fishing rods...

Many broken fishing rods are still very long, and many of the joints are stuck and cannot be extended or retracted.

If you want to put it back into the furnace for re-refining at this time, you have to break it into several pieces first, otherwise the furnace is not big enough to fit it in.

The toughness of the fishing rod is similar to that of a soft sword. After bending the fishing rod many times, he knew what a soft sword was.

Therefore, this second round is not difficult at all.

……

In a blink of an eye, it was the sixth round.

Pei Min didn't expect to meet Xiao Yu here. He thought it would be a decisive battle full of ritual.

It makes sense, after all, there are only four people left on the field who are qualified.

Xiao Tao fought against the leader of the Shinto Sword Sect, while he faced Xiao Yu, the young leader of the Shinto Sword Sect.

2V2, this is simply a war between the Qinglian Sword Sect and the Shinto Sword Sect.

This was the final battle, and even the emperor perked up and focused on the match.

Two competitions will be held one by one. The first one is between Xiao Tao and the leader of the Shinto Sword Sect, Xiao Yu's father, Xiao Ying.

Xiao Ying did not take the Qinglian Sword Sect seriously, but he would not underestimate his opponent Gongsun Xiaotao.

Because men have a higher base strength and grow faster after training, most of the strong in melee combat are men. For example, although Jiang Ke'er is strong, it is because his "Sword Intent of Wind" makes up for her strength gap.

But without that sword intent, it would be difficult for a regular female sword practitioner of the same level to last more than ten moves against a male sword practitioner, as the power gap is too great.

However, Gongsun Xiaotao is an exception.

This is absolutely genius!

He had seen all kinds of sword techniques in the world, but he had never seen a style like Gongsun Xiaotao's!

The graceful dance hides murderous intent in the dance, it is natural, beautiful and dangerous!

Moreover, that dance is by no means an ordinary dance for entertainment, but a sacrificial war dance that can communicate between heaven and earth and add more and more abilities to oneself. While attacking the enemy unexpectedly, it can also make oneself stronger and stronger as the battle goes on!