Bai Shanshui's voice was extremely soft and soft, like a summer insect whispering, but Changsun Qianxue could hear it clearly. She didn't speak, but the chill in her eyes suddenly became stronger. Suddenly it was covered with hoarfrost, and then it was blown by the slightly dry summer wind, and the wonderful debris fell away.
This represents Changsun Qianxue's true killing intent and strength, and Bai Shanshui also felt the real coldness. She tucked up her shirt collar, but her complexion remained unchanged, walking peacefully and invincibly in the dark Changling streets and alleys among.
Even a lonely ghost who has lost his country and lost his home is still a proud lonely ghost walking around Changling.
Bai Shanshui raised his head slowly, but strange emotions began to appear in his proud eyes, and his brows gradually knit together.
In the dark, blocked by the overlapping streets and alleys of Changling, she couldn't see very far, but there was some smell of fireworks in the wind, and there should be houses on fire in the distance, and she was sure that at this time The burning place was the street where the inn she lived in was located.
She was going to go back to that street, but now she was sure that the smell of fireworks was coming from there, so she turned around resolutely, turned to another street, and turned to the direction out of the city.
Among the wine list of Wutongluo, the eldest grandson Qianxue lay down on the bed. She was used to not thinking about other things, but the peace of many years was finally completely broken. The stones are falling lightly, splashing waves.
After tens of breaths of breathing, she still couldn't calm down, and finally turned her head to look out of the window, thinking a little angrily when the sword would end.
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The night is still going on, and the Minshan Sword Society is still going on, but in the valley full of sword marks and many masters of practice, there are fewer and fewer selected students who can stand.
"Xie Rou, bye."
Although he knew it was useless to ask questions, when he heard Lin Suixin's voice, a man who had suffered sword wounds on his chest and waist and had just received medicine from a practitioner of the Minshan Sword Sect lay on his side and could not get up The selected student still couldn't help shouting angrily: "It's not fair, I have fought for three rounds in a row, but she will enter the top ten after only one round."
Seeing this Xuansheng who was defeated in the third round and missed the top ten, his eyes seemed to be on fire with anger, Lin Suixin just gave him a faint look and said: "Actually, you should be grateful Mr. Xu."
This selected student and many other selected students were taken aback, not understanding the meaning of Lin Suixin's words.
"At the exit of the previous level, the person who talked to each of you more or less is Xu Junzi." Lin Suixin continued in a calm voice without looking at the faces of these students.
Many selected students began to realize something, and their faces quickly turned pale.
Looking at the reactions of those people, Zhang Yi was even more confused. She couldn't help turning her head to look at Ding Ning and the others, and asked softly, "Who is Mr. Xu?"
"It's not Xu with my surname, but the original Xu Di." Xu Lianhua took a deep breath, looked at Zhang Yi and said, "Not many people know his real name, but I think you should have heard of cutting meat. The story of the servant."
"The senior who exited the previous level turned out to be..." Zhang Yi was so shocked that he couldn't speak.
There is a gentleman in Xudi, who knows propriety and righteousness, and does many good deeds. After a year of severe drought, there is no harvest in Xudi. This person is a hypocrite, apparently the granary has been emptied, but in fact there is still meat in the house, and they knocked on the door in anger, but what they found made them burst into tears. It turned out that the granary in the man's house was empty early, and his parents had not eaten for many days. In order to save his parents, the man cut his own buttocks and simmered soup.
Such deeds are naturally recorded in many history books. For some people who also know propriety and righteousness, the gentleman from Xudi can even be called a saint, but Zhang Yi did not expect that person to be a disciple of Minshan Sword Sect , and never thought that the person standing at the exit of the Thorn Haiqing Palace was this gentleman from Xudi.
"You Kuteng Sword Mountain originally had the most hopeful participation in the Minshan Sword Club, not you, but your junior brother Qi Qiuhan. Others don't know why Qi Qiuhan has not been as good as you in the past two years, don't you know?"
Seeing the selected student whose face turned gray and whose clothes were soaked in sweat, Lin Suixin continued expressionlessly: "For every selected student who participates in the sword meeting, I, the Minshan Sword Sect, also have my own considerations. Before the final sword test, Xu Junzi was looking at your character. If he didn't think that you still have room for improvement, you would not have appeared here at all. Now you have been allowed to participate in the final sword test, and it is just for you After a battle, you didn't seize the last chance, so what else do you have to say now?"
The selected student was already trembling with shame, he didn't even dare to raise his head, so he didn't dare to say anything.
And some selected students who had been arranged for an extra game before, or who didn't get a bye chance, thought of some things they had done in the past, not only sweating profusely on their backs, they dared not look at Lin Suixin.
"The Minshan Sword Club is, after all, the sword club where the Minshan Sword Sect selects students."
Lin Suixin didn't stop talking, he glanced at everyone with emotionless eyes, and said slowly: "Any process, after all, is to select the most suitable students for my Jianzong to enter the sect to practice."
The arena fell silent again.
But after a few breaths, several footsteps sounded, a young man in yellow shirt took a few steps, bowed to Lin Suixin, and said in a deep voice: "I, Xiao Qinglin, think that there is nothing wrong with my conduct in the past, and I behaved rightly. Stand up straight, and I feel that my cultivation will not be weaker than Xie Rou, but I have to fight at least one more battle than Xie Rou. Even if it is only in comparison, I still think this sword will be unfair, even if it is for substitutes. From the perspective of Zongmen's selection, I don't think I am inferior to Xie Rou."
Lin Suixin glanced at him and said, "She is much richer than you."
The boy in the yellow shirt was shocked, his face was snow-white, and the students around him were in an uproar. They never thought that Lin Suixin would say such a sentence.
However, Lin Suixin didn't seem to see their reaction at all, and continued without emotion: "My Minshan Sword Sect has a lot of practice methods that waste money, and only people like her can bear it, so her practice Those who can enter the Minshan Sword Sect to study, the achievements they will achieve in the future should be greater than yours."
The boy in the yellow shirt was stunned for a moment before he came to his senses.
"There are many reasons that affect the future of a practitioner. Xie's family is extremely wealthy, she is more courageous than you, and her friends are much stronger than your friends. Of course, there is no absolute, but now the comprehensive factors, she is superior to you."
Lin Suixin glanced at him, then raised his head to look at those selected students who were in an uproar just now but are now speechless, and said calmly: "My Minshan Sword Sect never considers the family background of the selected students, only considers that the selected students can Possessed means of cultivation."
"You have one last match."
Lin Suixin's eyes finally stayed on the boy in yellow shirt, and then said: "Xiao Qinglin, for Yi Xin."
The boy in yellow shirt named Xiao Qinglin understood the meaning of Lin Suixin's words.
This is his last chance to enter the Minshan Sword Sect to study.
As long as he can defeat Yi Xin, he will show the ability to impress these Minshan Sword Sect practitioners in this battle.
But do you have that ability
The more he understands, the more desperate he becomes.
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The maid surnamed Rong stood in front of the resting tent, looking at the valley below, there were still several competitions at this time, but looking at the remaining candidates, in her eyes, these competitions were over.
"Ding Ning, Yi Xin, Zhang Yi, Xie Rou, He Zhaoxi, Ye Haoran, Gu Xichun, Dugu Bai, Li Xixing..."
The corners of her mouth turned up slightly, and she read the names one by one, but suddenly she stopped, and a look of surprise began to flash in her eyes.
The top ten of the Sword Club have the qualifications to enter the Minshan Sword Sect to study, but according to Lin Suixin's arrangement, after these few competitions, there are only nine people left in the end.
Although Lin Suixin is casual, but a character like him can calculate thousands of swords in an instant, and it is impossible to make mistakes if ten people will be arranged to enter the final duel.
Then who is the last person left vacant
As the number of students selected at both ends of the shed continued to decrease, the eyes of the teachers in each practice area became more and more complicated.
Ding Ning was definitely in the minority before, but now it accounts for the vast majority.
Although knowing that courage is only one of the criteria Lin Suixin measures, most of the reasons why Ding Ning's people can go to the end is because of their own strength. Ding Ning side will have what kind of different results.
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Ye Haoran withdrew his sword and turned around.
His opponent, a selected student in a blue robe covered his throat in shock and anger, but he didn't dare to make any sound. On his throat, there is a thin line of blood, which is constantly oozing blood.
On the other side, He Zhaoxi, who fought with his opponent for a long time before relying on physical strength to win, was walking towards Ding Ning and the others with difficulty.
"Why are there only nine people?"
Following Ye Haoran's victory, the teacher who has a place of practice also began to discover the problem that the maid surnamed Rong had discovered a long time ago, and couldn't help but speak out in surprise.