Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 1195 Exchange
"Soochow, Li Jisheng!"

In this battle, there is no bell to start, only the bell to end.

There was silence under the stone platform, and the audience watching the battle was dumbfounded.

"This... is defeated by a single move at the fourth level?"

"The aura that Mr. Zhaohua showed just now... is indeed only the fourth rank?"

"Without the aura of heaven rank, it was indeed defeated with one move when the golden needle sealed the acupoint."

Everyone in the audience was shocked by Li Ji's strength at this moment, but the next moment there was a whining sound of resentment from the stone platform.

Hua Nianfeng's eyes were full of resentment and resentment, he twitched on the stone platform, tried to get up but couldn't, his face was flushed red, and in the end, cloudy tears flowed out.

Seeing this middle-aged cultivator who was already strong enough in the eyes of everyone burst into tears, the eyes of many low-level practitioners showed unbearable.

After all, most of them will not be able to climb up to the fourth rank in their entire lives. Even if they climb up to the fourth rank, they are already approaching middle age, and they are no match for those young geniuses. sense of class.

"Mr. Zhaohua is powerful, but he is too unkind."

"Yeah, such an old cultivator was defeated in one move, so what's the old face like?"

"Too young and sharp, relying on talent to do whatever you want, this is not a long-term appearance, if you go on like this, you may end up on the old path of the two commanding orders... Ah, the little old man didn't say anything..."

The low-level practitioners and common people in the audience were discussing unscrupulously, but Li Ji just stood silently on the stage.

Zhao Guang's chest heaved with anger.

It is natural to sympathize with the weak, but what do these people know?
How much did Li Ji pay to stand here? What do they know?
They knew that Li Ji had been judged by Dongfang Yi to be unfit to be a high-level practitioner. Li Ji knelt in front of Dongfang Yi's gate for seven days and nights, was that old man willing to tell him the high-level swordsmanship?
Did they know that when Li Ji killed someone for the first time, he was nauseated, vomited, and his hands were trembling, how did he survive that test?
They don't know anything.

No one will know except him and Dongfang Yi.

All they could see was the ruthless and powerful grandmaster with a steel-clad face.

This is what Li Ji wanted them to see.

He put on a mask to hide his real self.

Also buried the soft and beautiful boy sitting on the stone steps.

Zhao Guang took a deep breath, and seeing the boys under the sweet-scented osmanthus trees all looking at Li Ji with complicated eyes, his chest was even more suffocated.

Too much power will make people fearful. Although high-level practitioners don't think that Li Ji's attack is too heavy, Li Ji's power is destined to become everyone's opponent.

The height is not cold.

Looking at Li Ji standing alone on the stage, Zhao Guang suddenly thought of two women for some reason.

The two female cultivators who were mentioned by the common people in the gossip just now.

The young commander who is famous in the mainland for his extraordinary talents and the senior commander who has been guarding her.

Li Ji was regarded as a different kind by the world just at the age of 21 when she became a celestial ranker. It was really hard for Zhao Guang to imagine how much strange eyes the girl who was said to have just awakened as a rank 15, became a celestial rank at 17, and became a child of God at [-] would suffer.

But at least the girl was not alone when she was alive, and a different kind of genius was always with her.

But that senior commander also passed away a year after Shao Siming's death. For people like them, living alone in this world is probably quite uncomfortable.

A chill ran down Zhao Guang's back, he took a deep breath, and looked at Li Ji on the stage.

Rumors abounded in the audience, and Hua Nianfeng was even more unscrupulous, and began to curse Li Ji with obscenities, but Li Ji's gaze remained calm, and he just bowed silently to the examiner at the side of the stage, and then said nothing Turn around and walk down the stage.

Seeing that Li Ji didn't even look at him, the face of Hua Nianfeng who was lying on the ground became distorted, and he stretched out a hand to grab Li Ji's ankle, his voice was hoarse, and a few words burst out of his mouth. Say, "You...monster."

Li Ji's feet stopped slightly.

"You are so ruthless...you will be punished..."

"Maybe," Li Ji turned to look at him, "but I'm not targeting you."

He will defeat anyone who stands in his way.

"If you want the reputation of the top eight, you can take it," Li Ji said calmly, "All I want is the leader."

After finishing speaking, he raised his foot and left regardless of the expressions of the people behind him.

Seeing Li Ji quietly walking down the stage, many people backed away in fear. Li Ji went straight to the sweet-scented osmanthus tree. Chen Zichu and the others also had a trace of unconcealable panic on their faces, and Li Ji smiled wryly in his heart.

He took a deep breath and walked towards Zhao Guang who was the only one who didn't dodge his gaze.

But just as he passed the tree trunk, a hand suddenly grabbed his arm.

Li Ji was startled, and slowly turned his head to look at the girl standing beside him.

Ying Baoyue looked calm, and glanced at him, "Your hand is hurt."

The stagnant atmosphere under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree seemed to be instantly broken by this sentence.

Chen Zichu and the others, who were originally nervous, were also relieved.

They were afraid because if Li Ji could defeat the fourth rank so easily, he might easily kill them as long as he had the will.

Who wouldn't be afraid of someone who could kill himself with just a raise of his hand?
But when they heard Ying Baoyue's words, the teenagers all showed strange expressions.

Li Ji, who was so powerful on stage just now, was actually injured?

Ying Baoyue raised Li Ji's wrist, and Li Ji lowered his head, only to find a scratch on the back of his hand, probably caused by the sword wind.

It was just a scratch three inches long, with a few blood beads floating out from the edge of the wound.

"Why are you so careless?" Ying Baoyue took out a bandage from the medicine bag and wrapped it up expertly, "Does it hurt?"

Li Ji's black eyes flickered slightly, feeling a little uncomfortable, "It doesn't hurt."

For high-level practitioners, this injury is too small to be small.

"Really?" Ying Baoyue tied a knot on the bandage, and pushed the person towards Zhao Guang, "Okay."

Since yesterday, she has wrapped up the wounds of the teenagers under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree. Everyone didn't feel anything, but it was just a bandage, and the originally tense air under the tree softened.

It was as if he had reintegrated into the air.

Li Ji was pushed two steps in a daze, and turned to look at her, "Don't you think I'm serious?"

"Heavy?" Ying Baoyue wondered, "What are you talking about? It's already the second day, how fast and cheap can you defeat your opponent? Why don't you do this? Is the leader so easy to win?"

As if a gust of wind blew under the tree, the teenagers were a little dazed.

Li Ji's cruel and ruthless behavior in the eyes of practitioners by not giving Hua Nianfeng face just now was only described by Ying Baoyue in four words.

Save as much as possible.

If you think about it carefully, it seems to be quite a lot, fast and easy to save.

Reminiscent of Ying Baoyue's fighting style, it's no wonder she thinks so.

After all, she is the same style.

I don't know who started first, someone burst out laughing, and Ji Jiashu laughed too. He grasped the hilt of Chunlei Sword and looked towards the stage, "Who's up next?"

Li Ji is No. 11, and the next match will be No. [-] Chen Zihan.

"It's Zihan's time. I remember Zihan's opponent is..." Zhao Guang was speaking, but the examiner on the stage suddenly waved his hand and announced the news.

"Wait a moment, everyone. The chief examiner and the other examiners have just discussed a new decision."

The examiner announced solemnly, "To avoid suspicion, the candidates for the sixth and seventh rounds need to be swapped."

(End of this chapter)