Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 1128 Prologue
The teenagers of the World Security Institute all looked very dignified when they heard the words.

The sudden strengthening of the enemy before the exam adds another layer of pressure to the already tense final round of the battle.

"The strength of the Northern Wei Dynasty is stronger now," Song Qian looked around Ji Jiashu, Li Ji and others, implying, "Who will win the deer, we have not yet known."

Northern Wei, Eastern Wu, Southern Chu.

Practitioners among the three powers have always been competing secretly. Because of the existence of Ji Jiashu and Li Ji, Southern Chu and Eastern Wu had the upper hand in the first few rounds, and the Northern Wei Guoshi didn't play much. In the next few rounds, many people were secretly Ridiculous practitioners of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

But this time the Northern Wei Dynasty suddenly added a fourth rank before the war, and its strength became stronger again.

"Fortunately, Meng Shi is not the senior brother of Beihan Pavilion," Song Qian let out a sigh of relief, "This man is too scary."

He is a businessman. He is never afraid of those who have other interests in his eyes, but he is most afraid of those who can wholeheartedly turn a deaf ear for their own goals.

Song Qian stood on the sidelines during the middle-level ceremony. Compared with the Northern Wei saint whose eyes rolled every time he went on stage, this Northern Wei stepson was obviously more terrifying.

Especially in this middle-level ceremony, the cold eyes of the Northern Wei boy kept looking forward, as cold and fearless as a sword.

All this made Song Qian feel extremely familiar.

"The stepson of the Northern Wei Dynasty was called the sword ghost in Jixia Academy," Song Qian sighed. "After returning to the Northern Wei Dynasty, I have restrained myself. I thought I would never see this sword ghost."

"You..." Ji Jiashu suddenly remembered, "Speaking of which, Song Jizi, you and Meng Shi were classmates at Jixia Academy?"

In the mid-Tang Dynasty, there was no sense of presence in the practice world, but Song Qian, as a member of the royal family, was sent to Jixia Academy to study. Ji Jiashu recalled the next year, and found that the time when Meng Shi was in Southern Chu was actually the same.

"That's right," Song Qian exhaled, "We are classmates, and he is my senior brother."

Ji Jiashu was stunned, no wonder Song Qian was so familiar with Meng Shi.

"He is much gentler now than he was back then," Song Qian said. "When he was in the Fire Academy, once he started to practice swordsmanship, he was as crazy as a ghost, unmatched by anyone."

Hence the nickname "Sword Demon".

Song Qian grew up well-clothed and well-fed, and couldn't quite understand Meng Shi's obsession. This was the first time he met such a hard-working practitioner.Meng Shi regards the fire method and sword method as his life, and he keeps begging the teacher to teach him the six swords of the fire method that have been banned for a long time, as if he has some obsession.

Of course, no matter how much Meng Shi begged, no one in the teaching department paid any attention to him, and Meng Shi also left after learning all the fire and sword techniques he could learn.

Song Qian did not expect that he would see the demeanor of this sword ghost again in a few years. He still remembered the shock when he saw Meng Shi use Yuemanxilou in Southern Chu for the first time.

This is one of the six swords of the forbidden fire method.

Meng Shi actually learned it.

"Anyway, this brother is the last person I want to meet on the battlefield," Song Qian said, "Everyone be careful."

The boys all nodded.

In the next two days, other practitioners in Ruyang City continued to break through, some from the seventh level to the sixth level, and some from the sixth level to the fifth level, and the atmosphere in the city became more and more anxious.

……

……

Regardless of everyone's fear or longing, the last night has come.

"Tomorrow is the last battle in Soochow." Ji Qingyuan sat on the roof, looking at the girl sitting next to her knees, "Are you afraid?"

Ying Baoyue sat beside him looking at the distant mountains and the bright moon, and smiled when he heard this, "When have you ever seen me scared?"

"Yes," Ji Qingyuan touched the tiles under his body and smiled wryly, "You have never been afraid."

Although it is a different roof, every time Ji Qingyuan climbs up to the roof to watch the moon with her, Ji Qingyuan will think of those nights with her in Qing'an Yuan.

"Will you break through?" Ji Qingyuan calmed down and asked the practitioner who was still at the sixth level beside him.

Stimulated by Meng Shi, there has been a wave of breakthroughs in Ruyang City in the past two days, and some people in the Shi'an Courtyard are also fluctuating, but except for Gui Chen who broke through to the eighth rank yesterday with the help of Ying Baoyue, no one else is moving.

Including Ying Baoyue himself.

Ji Qingyuan not only hoped that Ying Baoyue would break through, but also feared that she would really choose to break through.

The hope is that because there are already a lot of god dance realms in Ruyang City, tomorrow's battle may become a stage for fighting between the fifth ranks. Ying Baoyue, a rank six, has no idea how she plans to win.

I'm afraid because even he can feel that Ying Baoyue's meridians are probably full of scars. Other people's breakthrough is a matter of course, and her breakthrough is a matter of life and death.

God gave her too little time.

Ji Qingyuan couldn't restrain the worry in her heart, what else could she do?

"Breakthrough?" Ying Baoyue smiled, looking at the lines on her palm, "Now is not the time."

So what is she going to do?
Ji Qingyuan clenched his hands beside him, wishing to give her all his true energy, but he was a...

"Don't even think about giving me real yuan." Ying Baoyue glanced at him, "You are a fire magician just like your sister, right?"

Not long ago, Ji Qingyuan secretly broke through to rank six without anyone knowing.

But Ji Qingyuan didn't even finish learning the basic sword moves. Zhao Guang and others were very surprised when they knew this, and they couldn't even figure out which sword school he belonged to.

But Ying Baoyue was not surprised. In terms of blood, Ji Qingyuan and Ji Ange were the strongest geniuses in the world. If Ji Mo hadn't deliberately restrained them, how could they have remained at the level they were born in for more than ten years.

At the same time, because of their backgrounds, they could only be fire magicians.

"You found out," Ji Qingyuan lowered his head slightly. He actually wanted to become a water mage. After all, Ji Jiashu was also his father's son. He chose something else instead of fire. He thought he could succeed, but he didn't expect it to backfire.

"I failed to become a water mage," Ji Qingyuan took a deep breath, "I'm sorry."

If he was also a water magician, he would be able to heal her injuries and infuse her with real energy, but in the end he became the sword sect opposing her.

"What are you talking about?" Ying Baoyue was puzzled, "You are your mother's child, you must be a fire magician, I am very happy."

After all, it is really impossible for the two strongest fire mages to give birth to water mages.

What's more, both Ji Qingyuan and Ji Ange are born practitioners, and they have no choice.

"I can't choose," Ying Baoyue smiled, "I originally wanted to choose fire method."

Ji Qingyuan became more and more sad. She can no longer use those sword skills in her previous life, and he can't see them either.

"You really can't become a fire magician anymore?" Ji Qingyuan couldn't help asking.

"It doesn't seem to work," Ying Baoyue touched the hilt of the sword at his waist, "It's hard for me to cook now and even light a fire."

Before that, it was Guichen who helped her.

There are some things that she really can't seem to get back.

But at this moment, in the dark night, a red sword light suddenly flashed before Ying Baoyue's eyes.

That was the sword technique Meng Shi used when he rescued her at the city gate.

What kind of sword technique is that?
Why did she feel a little uncomfortable when she saw it?

Is it true that she can't get those sword skills back?

"Embracing the moon?"

Ji Qingyuan's voice came from one side, and Ying Baoyue came back to her senses. Looking at the white belly in the distant sky, she stood up from the roof.

"Its daybreak."

She looked back at Ji Qingyuan.

"I'm going to fight."

The final round of the Intermediate Ceremony starts today.

(End of this chapter)