As soon as the black-robed youth spoke, there were whispers all around.
Qin Jiu raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Senior Brother Li Xin is really interested, but Senior Brother Baili has a deal with me that has not yet been completed. I wonder if Senior Brother can wait for a while."
He smiled on his face, but several thoughts flashed through his mind.
Although this Li Xin is not Li Mai's chief disciple, Jiuxuanmen recognizes that his strength is more than one section higher than Li Mai's chief disciple. A few days ago, he even stepped into the realm of half-step transformation into a god, and the difference in cultivation level with Senior Brother Baili is not too big.
When Junior Brother Ling sold the news that Senior Brother Baili was coming to the market, Qin Jiu had already expected that other core disciples from the peak would come to challenge him. To be honest, to be able to become a core disciple of the sect, who is not a genius, and who is not arrogant, how can he be willing to be crushed by someone who is a lot younger than him for more than ten years.
In this Jiuxuanmen, there are many people who want to test Bailishu's strength.
It's just that Qin Jiu didn't expect that Li Xin, a sinister half-lunatic, would be the first to strike.
If it was someone else, no matter who wins or loses, it has nothing to do with him. But if Li Banfeng is serious, wouldn't his society suffer
Careless, really too careless.
Thinking of the title of "half mad, half insane, fierce double blade, killing people and hurting three parts", Qin Jiu regretted so much that his intestines were turning green.
Before he could find some other name to stop this contest called "Guiding" which was actually a competition, Qin Jiu heard Baili Shu beside him calmly answering: "Please, Junior Brother."
The voice is cold and clear, without distinguishing between emotions and anger.
Qin Jiu recalled the last time when Li Xin made a move in the martial arts arena, the zhenqi of that special attribute corroded the pits in the martial arts arena, and how many spirit stones Xuan Cefeng put in to repair the martial arts arena... Now we have to add A Bailishu... Suddenly, Qin Jiu felt his eyes go dark.
Yanwu Terrace is located in the middle of Hui City, the most flat valley where Xuanshuang Peak and Xuance Peak intersect. The martial arts arena is underground, so that the aftermath of the disciples fighting on the stage will not spread to the surroundings.
The Martial arts arena covers a wide area, divided into several blocks of different sizes and heights, clustered in a lotus shape. The martial arts stage in the middle has the widest area and the highest clearance from the ground. There are magic circles engraved on each martial arts platform, and the runes circulate, which is ancient and extraordinary.
It seems that Zongmen has also put a lot of thought into this competition venue.
The sect has always maintained an attitude of acquiescence and even encouragement in such private competitions between disciples within the sect. As a large sect with a long history, the strength of the disciples in the sect is the most important thing if it wants to maintain its transcendent status. And competition is a means to stimulate progress.
Those who know shame stand up like jade. An overcomer works like a boat.
He thought casually, and stepped up to the high platform.
Li Xin on the other side sneered, his body moved like a black crow, and in a flash, Bailishu stepped up to the center of the martial arts arena. He looked down at Bailishu who was walking up step by step, and sneered: " Brother, please give me more advice."
The two sides took their positions on the high platform, and the elder of Xuan Ce Peak's outer sect, who was presiding at the side, twitched his eyelids, stepped back from the martial arts platform, activated the formation, and loudly announced the start.
Li Xin looked at Bailishu, but saw a thin young man in white with his hands hanging down naturally by his side, his brows and eyes were cold, his breath was completely restrained, he stood quietly on the field without moving, as if he had no intention of doing anything at all.
—Don't even bother to do it
Li Xin sneered, and pulled out the double blades at his waist with his backhand.
Those were two long, narrow, slightly curved ancient knives. The color of the blade is dull, with several long blood grooves. Each handle of the knife is inlaid with two beads that look like jade but not jade, or gold but not gold. The blade seems to be covered with a layer of gray air, gloomy, with an uncomfortable smell of death.
The pair of ancient knives are named—
Demon pupil.
The double blades were unsheathed, and there seemed to be the faint sound of mandrill crying and demon crying in the air. Li Xin's true energy poured into the double blades, and the double beads on the handle of the knife suddenly lit up, which turned out to be a pair of coquettish, bloody and indifferent eyes.
"The demon pupils are bright as soon as it comes up, it's really moving."
Qin Jiu said to himself, touched the jug from his waist, shook it, and said to himself.
Half of the half-crazy reputation is derived from these two blades. Although Li Xin, who was just an ordinary inner disciple, was more ruthless and decisive than others, he was not yet called "half crazy". However, during a sect mission, Li Xin, who was attacked unexpectedly, had nowhere to go and was forced into a lair of monsters in the transformation stage.
The demon beast in the transformation stage contains ancient blood, and its name is "Sly".
"Three Emperors Handbook: Strange Beasts" contains: there are demons in the earth veins, which belong to yin, and are born from eating evil spirits, and lead to the nether world. Its name is Gui, and it has supernatural powers, and ordinary people should not touch it rashly.
I don't know what method Li Xin used, not only killed the ghostly monster in the transformation stage, but also refined its pair of ghost pupils that could penetrate the ghost, and used it as his natal weapon. It was also from then on that Li Xin's strength improved rapidly and he became Li Mai's de facto chief disciple.
It may be that he was affected during the process of refining the demon pupils. Since then, Li Xin's temperament has become more gloomy and cold, and his fights have become more vicious, leaving no retreat—not only for opponents, but also for himself. Therefore, there is the saying of "killing oneself and injuring three parts of one's body".
Right now, Li Banfeng is still doing the same, leaving no room for it.
He unsheathed his double blades, poured his true energy into his demon pupils, leaned forward and charged forward, with his double blades slightly tucked into the wide sleeves of his robe. The hazy gray gas on the blade solidified like metal, and the air was cut by the sharpness of the blade, making the sound of tearing. The red light of the demon pupils swept across the eyes of the carrion crow like dark clouds under the wide black robe sleeves.
The Martial Arts Stage is three miles long, and Baili Shu and Li Xin are standing at one end. But in the blink of an eye, Li Xin was already approaching, and the wind pressure brought up rapidly made a loud noise.
When he was still an end away from Bailishu, Li Xin held the two blades in his sleeves instead, one forward and one backward, and slashed forward.
The gray crossed crescent shape covered on the blade cut through the air, which was cold to the bone. That is the evil spirit condensed to the extreme. When the opponent avoided these two terrifying evil spirits, Li Xin, who followed closely behind, had already arrived with a knife.
This trick is called "Sneaky Swallowing".
At this time, all the core disciples who rushed to the martial arts field were engrossed in watching Bailishu's reaction.
Bailishu's reputation as a genius has been around for a long time, but few people have actually seen him do it. In fact, few people know how strong he is. Li Xin's strength is one of the few disciples of the Jiuxuanmen, so it is perfect for him to test Bailishu's strength.
The cold evil spirit crossed towards the face, and the young man in white clothes like snow watched quietly, his eyes were quiet.