Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 611 True Gold
Everyone in the audience was startled, it was obviously a battle between fire magicians, but they were always startled by the thunder.

"Those who didn't know thought it was a battle between thunderbolts..." Someone said in astonishment.

However, when the smoke and dust cleared, everyone really saw the thunderbolt.

Ye Siyuan struck very fast just now, and his sword intent was faster than his hand. Almost everyone felt that no one could catch up with the speed of that sword. Even Song Qian closed his eyes thinking he was dead.

No one knows what kind of person can have such a speed.

Even with that speed, who would dare to block the majestic Yue Wang Sword?Even the examiner at the Divine Dance Realm next to him was caught by the sharpness of the sword, and his whole body froze for a while, unable to take a step forward.

But at that moment, someone still caught up.

After the thunder and lightning dissipated, everyone stared blankly at the young man who appeared between Song Qian and Ye Siyuan.

The tattered sleeve of the young man's sword was fluttering in the wind, as if he had been stabbed by countless swords, making people aware of the danger at that moment in a daze.

But at that critical moment, a sword blocked the long sword with scabbard in Ye Siyuan's hand.

Compared with the turbulent long sword in Ye Siyuan's hand, that sword was as fast as thunder, but appeared very calm.

There is no sword intent of turbulent waves, no aggressive edge, but like a spring breeze blowing on the face.

"Spring Thunder Sword!"

Someone in the audience exclaimed.

"Mr. Chunhua has drawn his sword!"

The heat of the red jade on her chest dropped for a moment, and Ying Baoyue raised her head to look at Ji Jiashu who appeared on the battle stage.

He stood between Song Qian and Ye Siyuan, the sword in his hand intersected with the scabbard of the King Yue sword, the brilliance overflowing from the scabbard of the King Yue sword was still bright, but he couldn't take a step forward.

This scene is very similar to the reenactment of the scene where Song Qian stabbed Ye Siyuan with his sword.

It was Ji Jiashu's Chunlei sword that blocked the unsheathed King Yue's sword.

Since she met him for the first time in the Southern Chu Kingdom, this was the first time that Ying Baoyue had unsheathed the Spring Thunder Sword again.

Listening to the discussions of the people around, Ying Baoyue knew how rare this scene was.

Back then at the Jixia Banquet, Ji Jiashu missed the King Yue Sword once, and even took away the sword from Ye Siyuan's hand.

That time, he was empty-handed.

But Goujian, King of Yue at that time, was not as full of real energy as it is now. This time, people thought that even Ji Jiashu couldn't stop it.

Because as long as the non-stupid practitioners know that the current Yue Wang sword contains the true essence of the original owner, and this true essence represents the will of the sword owner.

The sword master is Ji Jiashu's father, Ji Mo, the teacher of the Southern Chu Kingdom.

Ye Siyuan probably had Ji Mo's permission to hold the sword.Blocking it at this time is tantamount to resisting the will of the Southern Chu State Teacher.

No one expected that this boy still appeared.

It really blocked the famous sword that was originally unstoppable in Ye Siyuan's hand.

"Ji, Jia, Shu." Seeing the young man with his sword drawn in front of him, Ye Siyuan narrowed his eyes after a start, and read out his name word by word, "Do you know what you are doing?"

Ji Jiashu didn't answer him, but looked at Song Qian who was on the ground, and shouted to another examiner standing stiffly beside him, "Nanchu Ye Siyuan wins this round! Don't let someone send Mr. Song to the medical shed!"

"Victory..." The examiner who was standing on the side was stunned for a moment, then a bell rang announcing the end of the battle, and only then did the medical officer hurried up from the stage and carried Song Qian, who was in a pool of blood, to the top. stretcher.

During this process, the sword in Ji Jiashu's hand was quietly attached to the scabbard of the long sword in Ye Siyuan's hand.

Both of them were motionless.

"Mr. Chunhua, what does this mean?" Ye Siyuan squinted at him, "How dare you resist this sword?"

He has always been forced to be respectful to this practitioner who is younger than him, but now that the King of Yue Sword is in his hand, Ye Siyuan seems to have confidence, looking down at Ji Jiashu, "How dare you draw your sword at me?"

There was an uproar again from the audience.

"Did Ye Siyuan make a mistake?" Zhao Guang frowned next to Ying Baoyue, "He won so quickly not because of himself, but because of the sword in his hand."

"It's not him who is strong, but the sword, right?"

But Ye Siyuan's tone at this time seemed to regard himself as Ji Jiashu's senior.

However, facing Ye Siyuan's arrogant attitude, the expression on Ji Jiashu's face did not change much.

He quietly held the sword in his hand, his eyes followed the hilt, and his eyes stayed on the long sword that had not been drawn in Ye Siyuan's hand.

"You have already won," Ji Jiashu said calmly, "According to the rules, you must not kill them all. As an examiner, I have the obligation to stop you."

"This battle is over." He raised his head and stared at Ye Siyuan, "Young Master Ye, put away this sword."

"Haha, you really know that I am the only one who can control this sword now!" Ye Siyuan's eyes lit up when he heard this, as if he had heard something good, he laughed triumphantly.

"Rules and obligations." The next moment he put away his smile, Ye Siyuan squinted at Ji Jiashu and sneered, "Compared to the obligations of the examiner, as a son of man, shouldn't you obey your father's will?"

Everyone was shocked when they heard the words.

He shook the long sword in his hand, and said with a sneer, "I advise Mr. Chunhua to be obedient and obedient, so as not to suffer in the future."

"After all, no matter how strong you are..." Ye Siyuan smiled, "My son can't beat me."

What he said was not insignificant, even a bit explicit, but everyone could understand the meaning, and the audience was once again in an uproar.

Ying Baoyue turned her head and glanced at Ji Qingyuan who was not far away. As expected, upon hearing this threat, the eyes of another son of the Southern Chu State Teacher also ignited raging anger.

Ji Qingyuan is well aware of the horror and despicability of this threat.

However, in the face of other people's turmoil, the boy who was threatened remained calm.

"It's just a sword, not my father," Ji Jiashu said lightly, "It's true that I can't beat my father, but that doesn't mean I can't win with this sword."

"No matter how strong the sword is, it depends on whose hand it is in." Ji Jiashu looked at Ye Siyuan, who was overwhelmed by the sword, and said calmly, "If I can take the first time from your hand, I can take the second time. You have to try Want to try it?"

Ye Siyuan's pupils shrank for a moment as he felt the rising zhenyuan on Ji Jiashu's body and the sword energy gradually overflowing from the Chunlei sword.

"Want to try?" Ji Jiashu's eyes fell on the two swords that were facing each other, and the tip of Chunlei's sword moved slightly, "Then..."

With a bang, Ye Siyuan's domineering sword disappeared from the air, and everyone took a closer look and found that he suddenly put away the sword in his hand and inserted it back into his waist.

"Since the game has been won, I won't talk nonsense with you this time, but next time if you meddle in other people's business, I won't bother." Ye Siyuan looked in front of him and sheathed his sword at the same time as if he had anticipated his action The boy's pupils shrunk.

Ji Jiashu ignored him, but turned and left, looking at his back, Ye Siyuan's eyes were filled with anger again.

"Haha, no matter how strong the sword is, it depends on who owns it," Zhao Guang said with a smile in the audience, "Second Master Ji is really happy to say that."

"I don't even look at who is the real gold," Chen Zichu shook his head as well.

And the next moment he heard the next practitioner drawn by the examiner, his eyes lit up, "It's another piece of real gold."

Ying Baoyue raised her head, and the examiner's voice came next to her ear.

"The second round of the second round, the players."

"Northern Wei Dynasty, Meng Shi!"

(End of this chapter)