Young White Horse, Invincible? I add points to Deep Blue!

In the past few days, he has been traveling back and forth between the 32nd Pavilion of the Jiaofang and the Jingyu Palace. Occasionally, he would return to the Lei Mansion in the middle of the night to personally instruct the sword servants in swordsmanship. He actually forgot to ask about the date of the re-examination of the Academy.

"Damn it, it's all because of these goblins that have bewitched my mind. From today on, I will stop drinking." Li Qiye couldn't help but think in his heart

The next moment, he hurriedly stood up, leaped out with big strides, performed Qinggong, stepped on the high roof, and quickly headed towards the Jinwu Field.

Wherever he passed, passers-by were shocked

The noise along the way even alarmed the patrol captain.

You should know that in Apocalypse City, the law is the most strict. Very few people dare to ignore the order of the imperial city and walk around wantonly.

"How dare you, who dares to act wildly in Tianqi City!" a patrol captain shouted angrily

"Get lost! I don't have time to play with you guys!" Li Qiye waved his hand and knocked down the captain who was blocking the way.

However, this also inspired more captains to chase after them.

For a time, it created a scene of everyone chasing each other and making a fuss.

Chapter 105: A Lot of Useful Nonsense

The sun gradually rose above the Jinwu Field, and time passed by minute by minute.

Many candidates have been waiting here for a long time, but there is no sign of the martial arts test starting. They can't help but feel unhappy and dissatisfied.

Finally, someone couldn't help but complain: "It's clearly past the stipulated time, why didn't the examiner announce the start of the competition?"

"Yes, I have already drunk several pots of tea," another person echoed, causing everyone to talk about it, and cast doubtful eyes on the Eighth Prince of Beili on the judging platform.

Young Master Liu Yue frowned slightly and asked Lei Mengsha through voice transmission: "Lei Mengsha, have you found the person?"

Lei Mengsha shook his head slightly and responded in a low voice: "I haven't found him yet. Xinyue said Qiye went out at midnight last night. He always goes out early and comes back late. So far, I haven't seen him.

I also sent someone to inquire about Mr. Luo, and the news I got was that Qiye had left her this morning and his whereabouts are unknown."

At this time, an impatient voice came from the crowd again: "Are we going to take the exam today?"

Upon hearing this, Lei Mengsha's face darkened and he shouted angrily, "Silence!"

This roar was as deafening as thunder, as if a mountain fell from the sky, instantly suppressing the noise in the crowd

Then, he looked at Master Liu Yue and asked what to do.

As for Hei Xiaohei, who was also the examiner, he was actively ignored.

"Let's start first, put Junior Master's competition at the end, and then send someone to look for him," Young Master Liu Yue suggested.

Then, Lei Mengsha stepped on the ground and landed in the martial arts arena. He straightened his voice and said, "I am Lei Mengsha, the second disciple of Mr. Li from the academy. This competition will be hosted by me, Mr. Li's fourth disciple Liu Yue, and his fifth disciple Mo Xiaohei. Everyone will compete in pairs according to the lots drawn before, and the winner will enter the final test."

Suddenly, Lei Mengsha changed his tone and said seriously: "Pay attention! During the competition, you must stop when you have reached a certain point. Do not hurt anyone, otherwise you will lose the qualification to enter the final test. Of course, I will also watch the fight from the sidelines. If there is no need to continue this fight, I will stop it..."

Lei Meng killed a lot of people, and delayed the time for another half an hour.

"As expected of Meng Sha, he can use this method to delay time." For the first time, Young Master Liu Yue felt that his mouth was quite useful. He finally felt that this nonsense was not just nonsense.

Baili Dongjun kept shaking his head as he listened to this, muttering to himself, "This guy is too long-winded!"

Every word was spoken so slowly it was really sleepy

He couldn't help but yawn and said suspiciously, "Is Lei Dazui deliberately delaying time?"

Ye Dingzhi next to him seemed very calm. He shrugged and smiled slightly: "Didn't you notice that there is one person missing from the scene?"

At this moment, Baili Dongjun woke up from his dream and looked around.

Sure enough, among the dozens of candidates present, there was indeed one face he was familiar with missing.

"Hey, Brother Qiye is not here! So that's why, they are waiting for him!" Baili Dongjun suddenly realized and finally understood the reason.

At this moment, Lei Mengsha flipped through the booklet in his hand and shouted loudly: "The first match is Ye Dingzhi vs. Lin Zaiye. Please come on stage!"

Hearing his name, Ye Dingzhi jumped up without hesitation and stepped onto the stage.

Lei Mengsha whispered to Ye Dingzhi: "Don't end it too quickly, try to delay it for a while."

Ye Dingzhi nodded slightly and understood the meaning in seconds.

On the other side of the ring, Lin Zaiye, carrying his huge black iron heavy sword, walked slowly and heavily onto the ring.

Every step he took was like an elephant stepping on the ground, leaving deep footprints.

When he walked onto the stage, he gently put down his heavy sword, clasped his hands together, and said calmly, "My name is Lin Zaiye."

"My name is Ye Dingzhi, your sword is good." Ye Dingzhi looked at the opponent's heavy sword and praised

Hearing this, Lin Zaiye's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a confident smile, but his eyes were still cold, and he said lightly: "If you don't want to get hurt, just go down consciously."

Ye Dingzhi raised his eyebrows and responded: "I should be the one to say this."

At this time, Lei Mengsha shouted loudly: "Start!"

As soon as the words fell, the two of them wrestled together.

Lin Zaiye is good at using the heavy sword, and his strength is amazing. Every time he swings the heavy sword, he can bring up a strong wind, which makes people dare not approach easily.

However, surprisingly, his movements were not clumsy, but rather quite flexible.

Despite this, Lin Zaiye still found it difficult to hit Ye Dingzhi.

Ye Dingzhi's body movements were graceful and agile, like a breeze, and he easily dodged Lin Zaiye's attacks.

Suddenly, Ye Ding stepped on the black iron heavy sword and kicked Lin Zaiye away.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, Lin Zaiye was knocked back to the edge of the ring, leaving a long scratch on the ground.

His body was shaky and he almost fell off the ring, but fortunately he inserted the black iron heavy sword into the ground in time, and with the support of the sword, he managed to stabilize his body and alleviate this wave of fierce attacks.

This scene shocked everyone in the audience.

No one expected that in just one move, Lin Zaiye was already at a disadvantage and almost lost the competition.

Everyone's evaluation of Ye Dingzhi's martial arts has once again increased to a higher level, and they are secretly wondering how strong he really is.

However, Ye Dingzhi didn't seem to care about these. He smiled, waved to Lin Zaiye, and said casually: "Come on, continue."

Lin Zaiye's eyes flashed with anger, and he shouted angrily: "Don't underestimate me!"

Then, he swung the sword in his hand with all his strength. The sword rubbed against the ground, making a harsh sound and leaving a long groove on the ground.

But surprisingly, Ye Dingzhi dodged the attack by simply leaning sideways, and instantly appeared behind Lin Zaiye. He reached out and gently patted his shoulder, still with that bright smile on his face.

"Too slow!" Ye Dingzhi said softly

"Damn it! Die!" Lin Zaiye was extremely angry. He held the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands and suddenly exerted force. The originally extremely heavy black iron sword suddenly split into two.

This incident shocked everyone present.

"No wonder the sword is so heavy, it turns out it can be divided into two swords." Someone couldn't help but sighed.

This martial arts test is not easy. Everyone has their own trump card.

Lin Zaiye held a sword in each hand, using his sword skills to move freely.

Ye Dingzhi responded to each move with ease, showing no sign of nervousness at all.

However, he did not attack, but only passively defended, as if to delay time.

Half an hour later, Lin Zaiye was already panting with exhaustion, his clothes soaked with sweat.

On the other hand, Ye Dingzhi still looked normal, his breathing was steady, and he did not consume much energy.

"Make a move, I don't need you to give in," Lin Zaiye said angrily, feeling insulted.

If the opponent doesn't attack, it will only consume him.

But in fact, Ye Dingzhi was just trying to buy time, not to make him, nor did he mean to insult him.

"Okay!" Seeing that he was almost done, Ye Dingzhi rushed forward, dodged Lin Zaiye's sword, and kicked him off the ring.

"In the first match, Ye Dingzhi wins!" Lei Mengsha shouted loudly, smiling and raising his eyebrows at Ye Dingzhi.

Chapter 106 Angry Yin Luoxia

The Jinwu Arena was bustling with people.

As soon as Ye Dingzhi won and stepped down, Lei Mengsha raised his head and shouted, "The second match, Yin Luoxia vs. Su Li!"

The sound was loud and powerful, echoing over the entire Jinwu Field.

As he finished speaking, Yin Luoxia slowly took off the white robe she was wearing, revealing the light red shirt underneath, which perfectly outlined her graceful figure, causing many people to swallow their saliva.

Especially, there is a hint of charm between her eyebrows, mature and slender, like a delicate and beautiful flower in full bloom, fading away the immaturity of the past.

"So...beautiful!" someone in the crowd couldn't help but mutter

"She is indeed very beautiful. Why does she seem to be more beautiful than before?" Ye Dingzhi also glanced at Yin Luoxia on the stage and said softly.

"It's a little more beautiful." Baili Dongjun picked up the water bag at his waist and poured it into his mouth.

Suddenly, a clear aroma of wine spread out, making people lick their lips

"Why are you drinking so much now? It will be your turn later, don't get drunk first." Seeing this, Ye Dingzhi asked in confusion.

"You don't understand. I'm the strongest only when I'm drunk. That's when I'm in the best condition." Baili Dongjun shook his head and continued to drink in big gulps.

"My name is Su Li, the son of the Minister of Rites. I hope you can give me some advice!" Su Li was dressed in a luxurious brocade suit, and his temperament was polite, elegant and easy-going.

"Hmph, stop pretending, and get started." Yin Luoxia frowned slightly, and couldn't help but recall the first time she met someone, and the other person also looked like a gentleman.

However, who would have thought that this kind of knowing a person's face but not his heart really made her angry

Perhaps most scholars are like this, saying one thing on the surface and another behind the scenes.

Unconsciously, Yin Luoxia has labeled all those who dress like scholars as hypocrites.

"Uh" Su Li was stunned when he heard this, thinking to himself that he didn't seem to have offended the girl in front of him?

Just as he was wondering, Yin Luoxia suddenly attacked with a palm at an extremely fast speed.

Seeing this, Su Li quickly drew out the crystal jade sword from his waist and swung it towards Yin Luoxia's palm wind.

The sword in Su Li's hand was wielded in an elegant and beautiful manner, without any murderous aura. It was the sword that the nobles in Tianqi City liked to practice the most.

Although not every move can kill someone, they are all extremely skillful and difficult for ordinary people to resist.

On the other hand, when Yin Luoxia attacked with her palms, her movements were light and graceful, like a dancing fairy. She waved her sleeves from time to time, and turned around from time to time. Every time she attacked, she seemed so light and flexible.

Facing Su Li's fierce swordsmanship, she was always able to dodge the opponent's attacks in a clever way and resolve the crisis with ease.

Not only that, she still had the energy to launch a counterattack, forcing Su Li to be vigilant at all times.

After dozens of moves, Su Li was already panting and sweating profusely, obviously exhausted.

In contrast, Yin Luoxia was still relaxed and at ease, her breath was steady, as if this battle was no pressure at all for her.

"Your sword is far inferior to his. It's just a flashy piece of jewelry." Yin Luoxia flicked her sleeves and easily pushed away Su Li's sword.

Su Li was slightly stunned, a little bewildered, but soon he smiled again: "My sword is naturally not comparable to the sword fairy. That is the sword of heaven, and the sword in my hand is just a mortal's sword."

"What sword immortal? He's nothing but a shameless fellow." Yin Luoxia snorted coldly, with a hint of disdain in her eyes.

Her palm wind became more and more fierce, like a tide.

"What's going on? Did Qiye have a conflict with her?" Lei Mengsha, the examiner, muttered to himself, his gossipy heart quietly ignited.

He was very happy to be able to eat Li Qiye's melon.

Or maybe Lei Mengsha had been looking forward to seeing this day. After all, he was always envious.

Only Li Qiye is allowed to light a lamp, but he himself cannot even eat a blade of grass?

"Girl, I'm sorry"

Suddenly, the sword in Su Li's hand changed, and murderous aura instantly filled his body.

"This is the collapse of etiquette!" Someone in the audience shouted in surprise, recognizing this sword move.

This is the second chapter of The Young Master's Sword - The Collapse of Ritual. Compared to the elegant and gorgeous Fengya Sword in the first chapter, The Collapse of Ritual has more murderous aura and less beauty.