Chapter 170 Sword Maniac Ji Juechen, Just because He Took One More Look at the Crowd (4K)

"That's enough!"

This is intolerable. Ling Bai almost squeezed out four words from his teeth. A little bird was played with by others. What a huge harm it would be for a young man with a baby body and an adult soul!

Xue Di laughed in the sea of ​​​​spirit. It was worthy of being a childhood shadow. She could even imagine Ling Bai's humiliated face that was unable to resist.

In the bottom of his heart came Xue Di's undisguised ridicule. The laughter was like a hundred thousand years of soul skills, constantly bombarding Ling Bai's defense. The handsome face was as black as the bottom of a pot. He gritted his teeth and said:

"Can you not tell others about this kind of thing? Be careful that there are ears on the wall!"

"Xiao Bai, you were not like this when you were a child. You never mean to me."

Ning Fengyu's eyes were filled with crystal water marks. Her round shoulders trembled. She looked at Ling Bai with an aggrieved and timid expression. She looked like a pear blossom in the rain, which was very tempting.

"You are over 40, stop playing the 20-year-old tricks, okay..."

"I raised you with a handful of snacks and a handful of drinks, and now you think I am old!"

Ling Bai held his forehead in pain. Although they are twins, the two sisters of Jiubao Liuli Sect have completely different styles. Ning Fengya is elegant and noble, rational and decisive, and is an extremely outstanding sect leader.

Ning Fengyu is always not serious, and she can use all kinds of women's martial arts at will. She especially likes to tease children with words and expressions, and she is satisfied only when she sees her big red face steaming.

"Stop making trouble, Aunt Yu, it's been a long time since we last met, let's sit down and chat for a while."

Ling Bai raised the white flag. He has never been able to do anything to Ning Fengyu since he was a child.

Hearing this, Ning Fengyu put away her aggrieved face in a second, and replaced it with a smug smile at the corner of her lips. She pointed her fingertips forward, and countless green vines instantly woven into two recliners.

The Azure Ivy King, the king of the Azure Ivy clan, the top plant-based life attribute martial spirit.

The two sisters inherited their parents' martial spirits. Ning Fengya's was the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda, which was passed down from the ancestors of the Nine Treasures Glazed Sect, while Ning Fengyu awakened her mother's Azure Ivy Emperor.

It was precisely because Ning Fengyu's martial spirit was not the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda, which could hide the identity of the Nine Treasures Glazed Sect, that Ning Fengya sent her to the Sun and Moon Empire to be the spokesperson for Linglong Pavilion, and to protect the direct disciples of the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda who were responsible for searching for rare metals.

The two of them lay side by side on a recliner woven from Azure Ivy Emperor, enjoying the clear light of the silver moon, and their noses were filled with the unique fragrance of life of plant-based martial spirits.

Ning Fengyu turned her head slightly to look at Ling Bai, her fingers wrapped around a strand of green hair, and said, "Why did you suddenly come to Mingdu without telling me in advance."

"I missed you, so I came to see you."

"Oh, look at what you said!"

Ning Fengyu was immediately overjoyed. These words obviously hit her heart, and she hit the ten rings steadily.

Seeing this scene, Ling Bai looked as if he hadn't expected it.

If he dared to talk about finding the holy angel, killing the evil eye tree, attacking Mingde Hall's body sect, visiting Ning Tian Wufeng, etc., then Ning Fengyu would ask him tearfully why he didn't have her in his heart, and then complain for three days and three nights.

It's not a big problem. He is fifteen years old and has fourteen years of experience in making Ning Fengyu happy!

Ninety percent of Ling Bai's tricks of making people happy have been practiced on Ning Fengyu, and some of them were taught by Ning Fengyu himself!

All bitter tears!

The two chatted for half a night. The first half was about Ling Bai's study and life in Shrek Academy, and the second half was about the development of Linglong Pavilion in recent years.

"In the past, Linglong Pavilion resold the soul guides of Mingde Hall, following the path of Xu Cong, the former chief researcher of Mingde Hall. I packaged myself as a harmless little white flower who was driven out of the sect by the vicious sister, and easily made Xu Cong a licking dog, who was eager to die for me." At this point, Ning Fengyu changed the subject and said angrily: "Originally, everything was fine, but who would have thought that guy was so bold as to hit the idea of ​​a ninth-level fixed-install soul guide! That touched the red line of Mingde Hall, and the matter was exposed and he was driven out by Jing Hongchen, and it was announced that all forces in the Sun and Moon Empire would not accept Xu Cong. Xu Cong was desperate and wanted to elope with me. I saw that he had no use, so I just found an excuse of money and sex to get rid of him, and then he disappeared..." Ling Bai bowed his head and said nothing. Every sip and every bite became a law. Comrade Xu Cong's last work, the ninth-level sealing soul guide, the Fengshentai, was still lying in his storage soul guide. "Xu Cong's death is not a pity, but the Linglong Pavilion Mingde Hall's soul guides are cut off, and they can only smuggle rare metals and ordinary Sun and Moon soul guides..." Ning Fengyu sighed.

"Fortunately, Xiaotian is capable. In the past few months, he has successfully connected with the larger secret line composed of teachers and students from the Sun and Moon Royal Soul Guide Academy. The leader of the secret line will come to the ninth floor of Linglong Pavilion early this morning to discuss with me in person."

"To be able to get a large number of soul guides, the person should be of great importance in Mingde Hall. He may be a greedy ninth-level soul guide." Ling Bai guessed.

"Why bother so much, just make money as long as you can!"

Ning Fengyu stood up, her beautiful emerald eyes staring at Ling Bai: "With this bigger secret, we will become bigger and stronger and create more glory!

Xiaobai, do you want to join the great team of Linglong Pavilion and fight against my sister who is good at dealing with the north!

That vicious woman doesn't even write to me except asking for money and soul guides!"

"I support Aunt Yu spiritually, I wish you success."

Ling Bai stretched his waist, there is always someone who can defeat someone else, even though Ning Fengyu is full of energy now, every time she returns to Jiubao Liuli Sect, she is Ning Fengya's foot-washing maid, with the blood suppression of her sister there, Ning Fengyu dare not say a word.

It was already dawn. Since the leader of Mingdetang's secret network was going to meet Ning Fengyu on the ninth floor of Linglong Pavilion early in the morning, Ling Bai couldn't stay here for too long. He happened to go to the Sun and Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy to visit Ning Tian and Wu Feng.

Rejecting Ning Fengyu's farewell facial cleanser, Ling Bai left Linglong Pavilion. In front of the nine-color gate, he passed by a figure covered in black robes. The figure stopped for a moment and murmured:

"The aura of Qian Charming is unmistakable. Every piece of my work has a special imprint, but didn't I sell it to the Heavenly Soul Empire..."

The early morning sun shone on the exquisite face. Ling Bai asked a passerby for his location and walked straight towards the Sun and Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy.

"The open-air arena battle, the sixth-level soul master Jian Chi defends the arena! Everyone is welcome to come and watch the battle and place bets!"

A male voice amplified by the soul amplifier suddenly sounded.

The crowd suddenly became commotion and rushed towards the distant arena. Ling Bai heard the excited conversation between the two female soul masters.

"Sister, let's go quickly. Jian Chi is a frequent visitor to open-air ring battles. His real name is Ji Juechen. It is said that he is an elite student of Mingde Hall. He is handsome and can fight. He is the man of my dreams!"

Capturing the familiar name in his memory, Ling Bai looked up and saw a hexagonal open-air arena. In the center of the arena stood a young man in his twenties, with long black hair simply tied back, and a stern look on his face. He looks unhealthy and pale, but is so handsome that 99% of men would sigh.

He held a dark long sword about four feet long in his chest. It was simple in style and had nothing fancy about it. Compared with the conventional sword, what Ji Juechen held in his arms actually looked more like a fire stick.

"The ring battle will officially begin in a quarter of an hour. Anyone who wants to place bets please come to the workbench next to me!"

The host's voice came from the loudspeaker soul guide again.

"Today our old friend Jian Chi will face ten rounds of non-stop battles! Every opponent is a sixth-level soul engineer of the same level, and in the last round he will face a powerful seventh-level soul engineer!"

The host shouted at the top of his lungs, and the audience was very proud of it, with waves of cheers that shook the world like waves.

"The open-air arena battle begins!"

As the host shouted loudly, the soul guide shield of the arena rose. The sixth-level soul guide opposite Ji Juechen instantly activated the soul guide thruster behind him. Contrary to the expectations of many viewers, he did not rush towards Ji Juechen. Instead, he flew towards the edge of the ring.

When the battle began, Ji Juechen's dull eyes, which were not too bright, burst into light. It was a kind of fanaticism full of persistence. In his eyes, there was only the enemy and the sword in his hand.

Holding the sword in both hands, six perfectly matched soul rings, two yellow, two purple, and two black, emerged, emitting an extremely sharp aura.

Sword intent!

For a moment, Ji Juechen's whole body seemed to be one with the unattractive dark long sword. Infused with soul power and sword intent, the tip of the long sword trembled slightly, a slight buzzing sound spread, and Ji Juechen's aura also climbed upward at an alarming speed.

This sword is nothing but a sword. Once it is released, it will surely amaze everyone. Everyone can't help but hold their breath, and their scorching eyes are fixed on Ji Juechen, for fear of missing any details.

Ji Juechen moved.

He was gliding towards the sixth-level soul master on the opposite side as if he were stepping on ice. Before anyone arrived, his sharp sword intent soared to the extreme. The audience behind the soul guide shield in the arena could feel the force that seemed to be about to blow them away. A sharp breath split into two.

After all, he was a sixth-level soul engineer, so he would not sit still and wait for death. Ji Juechen gathered his sword power and transformed into a soul guidance turret. For a time, various soul guidance cannons and soul guidance rays continued to bombard Ji Juechen.

Ji Juechen's response was simple, pick and slash.

"boom--"

When all the soul cannons faced Ji Juechen's sword, they were like soft tofu meeting a sharp blade, breaking in two with one sword.

The next second, Ji Juechen's sword fell lightly on the head of the sixth-level soul master.

A cold and indifferent voice sounded.

"Next person."

Ji Juechen didn't stop for much. He swayed and disappeared from the sight of his confused opponent, leaving behind a cool silhouette.

"Sword crazy! Sword crazy! Sword crazy!"

There is no doubt that this is a one-sided battle, but Douluo Continent is Mu Qiang's world. Ji Juechen's strength and indifference are exactly what the audience wants to see. The shouts from the audience are deafening.

"The prototype of sword intention..."

A layman looks at the fun, an expert looks at the door, and he also practices swordsmanship. Ling Bai clearly sees the limits of Ji Juechen's current abilities, gradually understands the meaning of the sword, and walks on the right path of practice.

"Next person."

Fighting one after another, he won the ninth round and returned to the place where he first stood. Ji Juechen looked at his opponent on the ground who doubted his life, and sighed in his heart. The level of the open-air arena was still a little lower. He could find a sixth-level soul. It is not easy to compete with mentors, and the opponent in the last match is the first seventh-level soul mentor he has met since the competition.

The reason why he came to the Mingdu open-air arena to compete was not for the huge prize money, but because there were not many students of the same level in the Sun and Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy who accepted his challenge.

Even the seventh-level soul engineer who is one level higher than him, few are willing to fight Ji Juechen. Everyone avoids Ji Juechen, very afraid of being entangled with him.

The unparalleled strength of the sword is one thing, but more importantly, the seventh-level soul masters don't know whether to win or lose.

If you win, Ji Juechen will stick to you like brown candy. He will jump out like a wild monster randomly triggered by the grass on the roadside every day and ask for a spar, making it impossible for people to calm down and learn to practice.

If he loses, his face will be disgraced. The dignified seventh-level soul master was defeated by a guy who is neither a soul master nor a soul master. He cannot afford to lose his face.

In the eyes of the teachers and students of the Sun and Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy, Ji Juechen is an anomaly. Unlike most soul teachers who are trying to improve their abilities, although he has an innate soul power of level three, he has never taken any soul-power-enhancing drugs, nor does he know how to do it. Forge and use soul guides.

Staying in the Sun and Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy and Mingde Hall is just for challenge, because there are soul teachers here who are more powerful than him.

However, in the Sun and Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy, few people were willing to deal with him, because except for challenges, he was silent every day, as if he only had eyes for the sword in his arms. He can even talk to his sword, and will occasionally respond when those who have defeated him speak to him.

Later, Jing Hongchen, the leader of Mingde Hall, discovered Ji Juechen's fighting talent and thought he was a good prospect. He encouraged him to continue challenging challenges and only made one request to him.

Only one seventh-level soul master can be selected to fight every month.

Seventh-level soul masters were also considered high-end talents in the Sun and Moon Empire, and it was impossible for Ji Juechen to let him sharpen his sword.

Ji Juechen agreed, but his training method of fighting to support fighting was never satisfied. Finally, under the introduction of his only friend, he came to the open-air ring to fight, and he continued to fight for a whole year.

He glanced around with a slightly erratic expression. After today's fight, Ji Juechen would not come again. The open-air arena no longer meant much to him. He longed for a stronger opponent, preferably one who could fully stimulate the sword intent in his body. opponent.

"Um?"

Just because I took one more look in the crowd.

Ji Juechen let out a light sigh, looking down from a high position, his eyes as sharp as swords, and instantly fell on the handsome young man with blond hair and golden eyes.

The moment he saw the blond young man, Ji Juechen's rudimentary sword intention suddenly felt a long-lost desire to fight, as if he wanted to break through his chest and fight with him heartily and to the bitter end!

After checking with his eyes, he is the right person!

Glancing at the seventh-level soul master who was facing a formidable enemy, Ji Juechen made up his mind, faced the handsome young man from a distance, held the sword in both hands, and said loudly:

"This brother, the sword madman Ji Juechen, please fight!"