The sun was scorching hot in the city's fighting arena.
Xie Jingshan easily frightened his opponent with a sword, and the opponent admitted defeat and left the stage in tears.
Xie Jingshan stood absent-mindedly on the ring, too lazy to tell whether his opponent was the one his grandfather bought to lose or the one he won.
"Alas... How can I apologize so that Jiang Yuebai won't be angry with me? I asked her to beat me up, but she won't..."
A graceful figure in white stepped onto the stage, holding a Shafeng knife in her arms, with sharp eyes and murderous aura.
Xie Jingshan suddenly shuddered and shouted, "Jiang Yuebai!"
The air around them stagnated, and everyone turned to look at the arena. Xie Jingshan quickly covered his mouth.
"She is Jiang Yuebai. She is as graceful as the rumors say."
"She is a hot prospect in this Fengyun Conference. Even though she fell a little short of winning the championship, her ability is still among the best among the rookies."
"Finally found her. Hurry up, take out the image jade and record the whole process of her fighting. There will definitely be many people willing to buy it."
A large group of people came, all holding up their photo-taking jades, pushing and shoving each other, vying for the first position.
Jiang Yuebai had a sullen face the whole time. Xie Jingshan felt that a disaster was imminent and swallowed hard.
"You're not going to beat me up in public to vent your anger, are you? There are so many people here, can you at least give me some face and don't... don't... don't hit me in the face?"
Xie Jingshan begged with a tearful face, but Jiang Yuebai remained expressionless as he slowly drew out the Shafeng Knife.
"Draw your sword!"
The tone was indifferent, without any emotional ups and downs.
Xie Jingshan shuddered all over. Is this going to be serious
Can he admit defeat
No, no, his father said that it is normal for men and women to be irrational and say hurtful words and do hurtful things when angry.
Everyone has emotions, and it's not wrong to lose your temper.
Only when you vent your anger can things be turned around without leaving any grudges. Escaping is a form of cold violence and will only hurt others more.
When his father angered his mother, he would take the initiative to approach her and pass her the cane...
Okay, it’s his fault for being rude, he deserves to be beaten!
Xie Jingshan held the hilt of the sword tremblingly and looked at Jiang Yuebai cautiously.
"I, I, I... I will resist with all my might!"
"Just go ahead and attack!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Yuebai became full of vigor and swung his hand to cut out a yellowish-brown blade.
Xie Jingshan drew his sword to fight back. Two rays of light, one red and one yellow, collided violently in the air before dissipating and disappearing.
Jiang Yuebai frowned, and his body instantly left a trail of afterimages. His sword danced like a silver snake, slashing through raging sand and waves, filled with murderous aura.
Xie Jingshan stared in horror, "Are you really serious?!"
“Make a move!!”
Jiang Yuebai shouted fiercely, and Xie Jingshan instinctively retreated, then gritted his teeth to steady his body, with fighting spirit in his eyes, and the sword shadows of the Huodou Sword split into layers in an instant.
The crimson fire wave was extremely powerful and collided violently with Jiang Yuebai's mad sand blade again.
Boom boom boom!
The air wave swept across and fiercely hit the barrier around the arena. The knives and swords kept clashing in mid-air, with the sound of golden swords and sparks flying.
Below the ring, more and more people were attracted by the noise, watching the two men display their unique skills, their figures interweaving, as fast as startled wild gooses, fighting hard to separate.
"Wow... so amazing! I thought this young master of the Xie family was a fool, but I didn't expect him to be able to fight Jiang Yuebai without losing. I never expected that."
"Yes, I heard that the young master of the Xie family was ranked in the top five among the young geniuses of the Tianyan Sect. I thought that Shanhailou had paid for him. It seems that he is indeed capable."
clang!
After the two men fought with swords again on the ring, they retreated. Jiang Yuebai's face was pale and Xie Jingshan was panting.
This fight made Xie Jingshan feel great pressure. Jiang Yuebai's moves were sharp and swift. The man and the sword were one and the same, impeccable, and there was no flaw to be found.
When did she become so strong
"Xie Jingshan, is this all you have got?" Jiang Yuebai asked in a deep voice, "In that case, get out of here!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of swords rang out, and the ground of the arena shook violently. The invisible sound waves instantly turned into hundreds of yellow sand sword shadows, spreading out in a fan shape in front of Jiang Yuebai. The terrifying aura was overwhelming, like a sandstorm.
A tense atmosphere permeated the air, and the monks below the arena couldn't help but hold their breath.
Xie Jingshan gritted his teeth, unwilling to be defeated. His aura rose steadily to the peak, and the sword in his hand burst out with a strong flame.
Just as the wind chases away clouds, the wind helps the fire.
A dazzling flame burst out from the Huodou sword, forming a giant flaming dog in the air, roaring and charging.
boom!
The giant flaming dog crashed into the knife-shadow sandstorm. The two powerful forces collided violently, and the light and shadow flickered, emitting a shrill and strange howl.
Jiang Yuebai raised the corners of his lips slightly but then immediately suppressed them. He was 'not paying attention for a moment' and was suddenly hit in the chest by a flaming sword. He flew backwards and fell off the stage.
There was a loud uproar, and then silence in an instant.
Jiang Yuebai... lost?!
The air on the ring was emptied and the flames gradually dissipated. Xie Jingshan looked at Jiang Yuebai, who was lying on the ring with blood on the corner of his lips, and opened his mouth in disbelief.
He won
Xie Jingshan rubbed his eyes and looked again. Jiang Yuebai was still there. He secretly twisted his thigh again.
It hurts! It’s not a dream!
Jiang Yuebai stood up from the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked angry.
"Xie Jingshan, you didn't even give me the slightest bit of face in front of so many people. Today I... I haven't used my full strength yet, you... you don't have to be so arrogant!"
After Jiang Yuebai finished speaking with obvious lack of confidence, he glared at the people around him holding the photo-retaining jades, then picked up his knife and left.
The onlookers looked at each other in bewilderment.
"This Jiang Yuebai seems... just so-so. Nothing impressive, and not as powerful as the rumors say."
"She looks a bit spoiled, with a little bit of a spoiled young lady's temper."
"She is still in the middle stage of foundation building, but she still can't beat Young Master Xie, a swordsman in the early stage of foundation building. Rumors cannot be trusted."
"Maybe it's true what she said about not using her full strength. She didn't use anything except the knife today, and she's so pretty, she definitely won't brag."
"Go away, good looks can't make a living. I think it was Young Master Xie who surprised everyone today. He was underestimated too much in the past."
"He is not just a playboy who can only rely on his family. He has some abilities."
Everyone was talking about it, and they were all disappointed with Jiang Yuebai and their perception of him was refreshed by Xie Jingshan.
Among the crowd, Fang Mingyi and his older brother, who was born to the same mother, were attracted here. Upon seeing the current result, Fang Mingyi's eyes flashed with surprise.
In particular, the momentum of Xie Jingshan's sword moves on the ring just now shocked him greatly.
He always thought that Xie Jingshan was a weakling.
Fang Mingli thought seriously for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "The rumor that Xie Jingshan is the reincarnation of the sword immortal seems to be three points credible now. He does have some real skills in swordsmanship."
"Ming Yi, you'd better avoid causing trouble for him in the future. If you provoke him, he will fight you to death. Even if you have the cultivation base of the late foundation building stage, you can't beat him."
Fang Mingyi clenched his fist and snorted, "He wants to beat me with this power? Maybe in the next life!"
After saying that, Fang Mingyi flicked his sleeves and left.
Fang Mingli shook his head and sighed, "Alcohol and sex are harmful to people. They have already lost their foundation, and yet they still don't know how to restrain themselves."
On the ring, Xie Jingshan was still staring blankly at the sword in his hand. The words of approval from the people around him reached his ears, making his heart surge with warmth and his nose sore.
At the same time, he felt a sense of pleasure that his childhood dream had finally come true. He beat Jiang Yuebai, he really beat her.
That kind of satisfaction made his blood boil and gradually swelled. He felt that even if there were ten more Jiang Yuebais, he would be able to beat them down.
"Hehe, hehehe..."
Xie Jingshan smiled like a silly son of a landlord. When he sheathed his sword, he lowered his head and saw a corner of white paper sticking out from his collar. He took it out and had a look.
[I want to eat lotus leaf rice and sugar, sent to Dengtong Lane at dusk (angry face) - Jiang Yuebai]
When did this get put in his lapel
He didn't realize it at all. If she didn't leave a note but stabbed him...
Kucha!
a bolt from the blue!
Xie Jingshan was instantly numb from head to toe.
win
Win a shit!
Jiang Yuebai, you are my lifelong enemy, Xie Jingshan!
Sorry it's later today, tomorrow's update will have to be postponed to 12 noon, sorry!
(End of this chapter)