Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 1169 Inheritance
"Swordsmanship?"

Chen Zichu asked suspiciously in the audience, "What other sword skills does Tuoba Xun not know?"

Thinking of his previous battle with Tuoba Xun, Chen Zichu felt a toothache. As a Lightning Master, Tuoba Xun knew even Fire Sword, what else could he not do?

"The two seem to have some kind of agreement," Jiang Yuanyuan leaned over from the side and sighed, "Is this the sympathy between masters?"

"What the hell?" Zhao Guang frowned, "That Tuoba Xun is a disciple of Beihan Pavilion."

He didn't say this because he had lost to the people of the Northern Wei Dynasty before. Although practitioners from different countries could not be sympathetic to each other, Zhao Guang always classified the disciples of Beihan Pavilion as another kind of people.

That group of people look down on cultivation, but they want to be competitive in cultivation, and they have no scruples about using various methods in cultivation.

It is really a group of people who have disrupted the practice world.

When mentioning the disciples of Beihan Pavilion, everyone fell silent.

Jixia Academy used to dominate the world, but no one felt the threat of Beihan Pavilion compared to this middle-level ceremony.

Ying Baoyue looked around at the silent practitioners with flickering eyes.

The strength of Beihan Pavilion is not a bad thing in itself. If the north and the south can cooperate, they will have a better chance of winning against Xirong.

The premise is that the North and the South can really cooperate.

I don't know if she will see the day.

"Look! Is that the Imperial Teacher of the Northern Wei Dynasty?"

"God Son Xuanwu came to watch the battle?"

"Really! Master He Bo has appeared. I thought the Northern Wei State Master would not be playing on the first day of the battle today!"

Ying Baoyue heard the reputation and saw a black figure appearing on the terrace outside the viewing pavilion.

It was Xu Canghai.

Xu Canghai didn't show up in the previous few rounds, and she thought Xu Canghai looked down on the small troubles of the first day, but she didn't expect him to show up during the battle between Ji Jiashu and Tuoba Xun.

"I thought Xu Guoshi wouldn't be here today," Zhao Muren stood up from his seat in the spectator pavilion, watching Dongfang Yi welcome Xu Canghai in with an official smile on his face.

"The disciples are fighting hard, how can I not come," Xu Canghai said calmly, walked to the seat prepared for him in advance and sat down on the side of Zhao Muren, looked up at the stone platform in the distance, " I didn't expect my eldest disciple to meet Ji Mo's son."

The atmosphere in the viewing booth was suffocated for a moment.

All the immortal officials here have heard of Xu Canghai's affairs with Ji Mo when he was young, so they dare not speak out at this time.

"That's right," Dongfang Yi continued, "Speaking of which, the last time you lost to Ji Mo was nine years ago, and you haven't fought against each other for nine years. I don't know how your disciple and his son will win or lose this time. "

The last time the eight gods met was in the rank battle nine years ago.

"Ji Mo and I didn't fight nine years ago," Xu Canghai said coldly, "Ji Mo was able to maintain his rank because that woman gave up fighting him."

Nine years ago, the rank battle was held on the Shanhai Continent because a new second rank was born.

As soon as Lin Baoyue, the owner of Zhaoyang County, broke through, her master summoned all the eight gods in the name of gods and gods, and wanted to set the ranks for her disciples.

At that time, Princess Zhaoyang was about to be thrown into the sky prison for the crime of assassinating the prince, but once she could gain a higher rank in the battle of ranks, she could be pardoned to a certain extent as the eight gods.

It is not difficult to understand the eagerness of Da Si Ming because of this, but many people ridiculed that it is wishful thinking for a son of God who has just broken through and is still unstable to get a rank.

But she didn't expect Princess Zhaoyang to slap everyone in the face of laughing at her master with her actions.

Dongfang Yi glanced at Xu Canghai's ice-cold profile.

In the battle of ranks nine years ago, Shi Shangui of the Liao Kingdom gave up competing for rank with Princess Zhaoyang and voluntarily downgraded to rank eight. Princess Zhaoyang started to challenge from rank seven and won the battle of ranks. After three rounds, they defeated Zhongtang Guoshi, Soochow Guoshi and...

The teacher of the Northern Wei Dynasty, Xu Canghai.

But after defeating Xu Canghai, Princess Zhaoyang gave up continuing to challenge for higher ranks, staying at the third rank of the Eight Gods, and was awarded the title of Shao Commander.

If she continued to challenge, her opponent would be Ji Mo, who was ranked second.

This means that Ji Mo won Lin Baoyue 9. He has always been unconvinced. Every time he fights for rank, he must challenge Ji Mo. one person.

The third position originally belonged to Xu Canghai, so Lin Baoyue took it away from him.

"There is no need to mention the past." Noticing Dongfang Yi's gaze, Xu Canghai glanced at him coldly, "Today is a day for young people to compete, so we old people should stop joining in the fun."

Old stuff?Dongfang Yi smiled and nodded, saying that it was not in her heart.

He never thought that Xu Canghai could let go of his competitive spirit, otherwise why did Xu Canghai come to Soochow this time?
"Besides, people are dead, what's the use of talking about it?" Xu Canghai said indifferently, "If Dongfang Guoshi has other thoughts, he might as well focus on next year's rank battle."

Rank battle.

Dongfang Yi's pupils shrank slightly.

The battle of ranks is held once every ten years, and the human gods have the right to call it temporarily.

Although there are no human gods in the current Shanhai Continent, according to the regulations of time, it is time to hold it again.

If there is no rank battle, there will be no change in the rank among the eight gods, even if the person dies.

So now among the ranks of the eight gods, rank one and rank three are vacant.

Ji Mo aimed at the first rank, while Xu Canghai...

Dongfang Yi always thought that Xu Canghai wanted to fight for the second rank, but now it seems that Xu Canghai is also against the first rank...

"here we go!"

At this time, the bell for the start of the battle rang, and all the immortal officials in the viewing pavilion looked towards the high platform.

Accompanied by the sound of the bell, the sword light was as hot as the sun.

The figures of Ji Jiashu and Tuoba Xun disappeared at the same time.

"So fast!"

The screams of the practitioners resounded through the sky, Dongfang Yi stared at this scene closely, sighing in her heart.

This is probably the highest level of battle between the existing practitioners of the Godly Dance Realm.

"I don't know who will win." Zhao Muren stood up from the main seat and looked at Xu Canghai. "What does Xu Guoshi think?"

Everyone knows that Tuoba Xun was once defeated by Ji Jiashu.

The battle between Tuoba Xun and Ji Jiashu was, in a sense, a battle between the two sons of God standing behind them.

Zhao Muren thought that Xu Canghai would be modest, but he didn't expect a smile to appear on the corner of the mouth of the Northern Wei practitioner who had already grown hair.

"My disciple won't lose," Xu Canghai said calmly, "After all, the old man has already allowed him to use that move."

That trick?
What trick?
Dongfang Yi saw the confidence on Xu Canghai's face, and suddenly her heart moved.

Ten years ago, he felt that something was very strange.

That is, although Xu Canghai showed his disgust towards Lin Baoyue, the owner of Zhaoyang County, on the surface, he did not hate another female cultivator.

It was also for that reason that seven years ago, the chief minister died in the Northern Wei Dynasty. Many people expressed doubts about the position of the Northern Wei State Teacher, but Dongfang Yi never doubted that Xu Canghai was involved.

Not once.

"That sword technique is..."

There was a cry of exclamation from the side of the stone platform, and everyone in the pavilion heard it and looked.

(End of this chapter)