Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 1143
He Lianyan's voice was not loud, but many practitioners around looked over.

Under the eyes of everyone, Li Ji's eyes were still quiet, he only glanced at Helianyan, and said lightly, "Do you have the right to criticize me?"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Helianyan's reaction, he got up and went back to the osmanthus tree where Ying Baoyue and others were standing.

He Lianyan stood on the spot and watched his back, with deep green pupils.

Inexplicably, he touched the mask on his face.

Then he turned around without saying a word, went up to the stone platform and took Chunyuye down with other Xirong people.

Although the Xirong people looked anxious, they treated the wounded in a brutal manner. Many people saw that Chunyuye was being dragged down and placed on an empty grass field, and they felt that it would be better to let the Soochow medical officer go on a stretcher. It was carried, but to everyone's surprise, Chunyuye, who was originally bloody and bloody, was carried to the grass, and he sat up holding his chest after a while.

"Is this still a human?" Chen Zichu looked at the grass occupied by the Xirong people in astonishment, "Can you get up so quickly after suffering such a serious injury?"

"After all, he is a practitioner of the fourth rank," Chen Zihan said, "Father once said that the physique of Xirong people is stronger than that of ordinary practitioners."

In any case, the recovery speed was too fast, Ji Jiashu's eyes darkened slightly.

Xirong is the northernmost and Southern Chu is the southernmost. This is the first time he saw a Xirong practitioner. Although his father, like Chen Zichu and Chen Zihan's father, was a practitioner who fought against the Xirong army, his father rarely fought with him. Talk about the Xirong people.

At this time Li Ji walked back to the osmanthus tree where Ying Baoyue and others were.

"Second brother!"

Zhao Guang was a little uncomfortable at first, but when he saw Li Ji coming back, he immediately smiled and rushed to meet him.

When the other teenagers saw Li Ji, their expressions were a little admirable. Whether it was in Southern Chu or Eastern Wu, Li Ji was low-key enough. Whether it was before or after the exposure of Lord Zhaohua's identity, Li Ji seemed to be hiding on the surface of the water. Under the iceberg, only one corner is exposed.

Chen Zichu and others congratulated him on his victory, and Li Ji returned the salutes one by one, and then walked straight to Ying Baoyue.

Ying Baoyue was a little surprised, "What's wrong?"

Li Ji's footsteps were a little hurried, faster than usual.

"You..." Li Ji stopped in his tracks, his eyes glanced at the broken knife fragments stuck on the tree trunk next to him, his eyes stayed on her face, his hand under his sleeve was slightly raised, but he put it down after seeing Ji Jiashu.

"what happened?"

Li Ji's movements were very slight, but Ying Baoyue sensed his intentions. Could this man want to touch her face?

"Sorry," Li Ji took a light breath and apologized earnestly.

Did he do something to apologize to her?

Ying Baoyue was full of doubts, but found that Li Ji was looking at the debris on the trunk, "I didn't stop them all."

He didn't control the angle of the last sword, and let Chunyuye's broken knife shoot at her with his strength!

Although he grabbed the deadly main knife, he didn't grab the small piece. If Ji Jiashu hadn't reacted fast enough by her side, the consequences...

Li Ji was stunned when he thought of this.

How many years has it been since he didn't have this kind of fear?
Is this talking about Chunyu Ye breaking his knife before?

Ying Baoyue smiled and said, "Didn't you grab that big piece of blade? There's only this small piece left, even if you hit it, it won't kill you."

That piece wouldn't kill anyone, but it would cut her face.

The teenagers around looked sideways when they heard the words, and Ji Jiashu also pursed his lips, neither surprised nor surprised that she would say such a thing, but his mood was complicated for a while.

For the first time, Li Ji also felt that her mood was very complicated. She didn't care much about things other than her life. Was it because she felt that she would not live long?

"If you say that, it will only make me blame myself more." In a group of speechless teenagers, he restrained his emotions and spoke softly.

Ying Baoyue was taken aback, "I'm not..."

That's not what she meant, but seeing the serious emotion in Li Ji's black eyes, she understood something and smiled slightly, "Thank you, I'll be careful next time."

It won't be easy to get hurt.

"I'm the one to be careful." The sharpness in Li Ji's eyes disappeared, and he stared at her with relief, "I'm really sorry just now."

No matter how long she can live, he hopes she is well.

Li Ji's mask covered his face, but somehow Ying Baoyue felt that he was smiling, even his eyes.

She stared blankly at the man in front of her, but at this moment, a bell rang again from the stone platform in front of everyone.

No matter what happens, the battle doesn't stop.

……

……

A thunderbolt struck, ending the battle on the stone platform.

"As expected of Mr. Chunhua, it is simply an overwhelming advantage!"

"Did you see the Hou Liao cultivator opposite him? His face turned pale with fright!"

"Looking at it this way, the practitioners of Nanchu are quite strong."

"Hey, Chunhua-jun is the only one who is strong, right? Southern practitioners have lost so many games."

On the stone platform, Ji Jiashu sheathed his sword and walked down the stone platform.

The sun was shining, the first round of chaos was over, and there were only more than 200 people left in the field. It was the second round when he, Ying Baoyue and other byes could play.

After all, the number of Xirong practitioners was not particularly large. When the second round started, the people and practitioners watching the battle found that apart from the battle between the people of the Six Kingdoms and the Xirong practitioners, another contradiction began to arise.

That is the confrontation between the north and south practice circles.

On the Shanhai Continent, the practice world is currently divided into North and South by the Middle Tang Dynasty and the Former Qin Dynasty, two countries that have little presence in the practice world.

Southern Chu and Eastern Wu belonged to the southern practice circle, while Northern Wei and Hou Liao belonged to the northern practice circle. Because of the existence of Ji Mo, the south was vaguely led by Southern Chu, while the north was undoubtedly led by the Northern Wei Dynasty.

There have always been conflicts between the two parties in the competition for cultivation resources and the status of the north and south cultivation circles.The north guards the border and prevents Xirong from going south, thinking that he is the leader in the cultivation world and should occupy more resources, but the south believes that he has produced a large number of talents over the years, and Jixia Academy is the place where more swordsmanship was born, and the south is the place where martial arts If you want to learn authenticity, you should occupy more resources.

However, in the competition for resources, it has always been to see whose fist is stronger.

Practitioners from the north and the south have been secretly competing, and because Soochow has lost the Azure Dragon God, it has gradually retreated to the second line in the confrontation between the north and the south, and the open and secret struggle between the Southern Chu and the Northern Wei has become extremely fierce.

Leaving aside the primary ceremonies controlled by Southern Chu, the intermediate ceremonies have always been the place where the confrontation between the North and the South is the most intense.

"Hiss, Jiashu, are you back?" Under the osmanthus tree, Ying Baoyue was wrapping up Chen Zichu, who was defeated in the last match. Chen Zichu hissed and looked at him with red eyes, "Fortunately, you won. I was just ashamed."

Chen Zichu looked guilty.

(End of this chapter)