Chapter 184 There is no spring on the top of Mo Dao Mountain, looking at a snow lotus in the distance
Lian Yun reached the sky above the sword discussion stage, stretched out his hand, and a snow-colored lotus bloomed in an instant. He stretched out his feet to step on it and shouted: "My fellow disciples who want to participate in the sword discussion conference, take this ice and snow jade medal!"
Lianyun waved his sleeves, and countless crystal clear jade plaques, like ice sculptures, flew all over the sky.
Yan Xi knew the rules. Participation in the Xueshan Sect's sword-discussing meeting was entirely voluntary. Those who were willing to discuss sword-discussing could go and get a jade medal. Those who were unwilling to discuss sword-discussing could just watch.
The person who has captured the jade card can challenge others at will, and can also be challenged by others, and the leader will be judged based on the number of winners and losers.
This schedule cannot be said to be scientific, but it is passionate enough.
Even the person with the lowest qualifications and the worst swordsmanship can challenge all his fellow disciples, but he will only lose in consecutive battles.
Yan Xi looked at the jade tokens all over the sky and patted the wooden sword on his waist. The wooden sword slowly flew into the air and caught an ice and snow jade token.
After all, Yan Xi was of high seniority and attracted the attention of everyone. Many people felt disdain when they saw him using this sword, and lowered their evaluation of this little patriarch by a few points.
Yan Xi had just received this wooden sword and had not yet refined it with his true energy. It was already very difficult for him to be able to use it casually.
After putting away the wooden sword, he activated the ice sword energy and interacted with the wooden sword's energy mechanism, in order to become more familiar with the weapon before fighting.
Before Yan Xi could take a breath, he heard a voice as clear and clear as a young phoenix, shouting: "Ye Hongchen, the sixth generation disciple of Xueshan, wants to challenge the little founder of Yunxiao."
This voice was not very loud, nor did it contain much true energy, but in an instant, it suppressed all the noise on the sword discussion stage.
When Li Yun'e heard the name Ye Hongchen, she couldn't help but worry a little for Yan Xi. A female cultivator with a crane character next to her burst into laughter and said, "My uncle is going to be embarrassed."
Li Yun'e shouted hurriedly: "Don't be disrespectful to your elders!" But she had roughly the same idea in her heart.
The female cultivator of the crane generation was not convinced and said: "Ye Hongchen is the best swordsman among the six generations of disciples. After twenty years of hard work, he has cultivated to the point where the body and sword are integrated. The crane generation can only be two or three hundred stronger than him."
People have been cultivating Taoism for a long time."
"He is really talented, not weaker than any young and handsome man from any school."
"Uncle Yun, Master Yun, entered the profession too late, and his qualifications are not very good. Just now, you were able to move the sword and collect the jade tokens. Uncle Yun'e also saw you. I'm afraid he doesn't have much skill."
"Why stay here if you don't feel embarrassed?"
"Ye Hongchen is just bullying him. In fact, if it were the more outstanding juniors from the sixth generation, the junior master and uncle would not be able to step down. They would be humiliated."
Ye Hongchen merged his sword with his body and shot it onto the sword discussion platform.
Even Yan Xi couldn't help but exclaim: "What a handsome young man."
Ye Hongchen practiced the Sword Art, an ancient sword wrapped around his body, and a smile on his face. He actually didn't want to be in the limelight. He was teased by his classmates last night and forced him to make a bet.
Ye Hongchen thought to himself: "Bullying the young master who has just started his career will bring him great success, but he is not respectful enough. I have to be gentle and not leave a bad impression on others."
Ye Hongchen was just standing there, looking graceful and graceful. Countless girls from the same school shouted in secret, feeling embarrassed, and hurriedly lowered their voices and looked around with shy expressions.
Yan Xi was still a little confused and thought to himself: "Why are you being challenged?"
"Shouldn't I be Big Boss and be the last one to appear?"
Yan Xi thought that the Sword Discussion Conference was a group of juniors who fought back and forth. Later, someone won a big victory and defeated several opponents in a row. He mustered up the courage to challenge himself...
How did you expect that you would be demoted to the status of a mini-boss in the first level?
He did not respond for a long time, and all the disciples of the Snow Mountain Sect around the Sword Forum burst into laughter. They all thought that Yan Xi was frightened and frightened when he heard Ye Hongchen's name.
No one knows, Yan Xi...has no idea who Ye Hongchen is.
But at this moment, even if he defends himself, no one will believe him.
It was only after Mrs. Huang pushed twice that Yan Xi stood up and said, "Are we going to start sword fighting now?"
Ye Hongchen smiled and replied: "If the young master wants to make some preparations, the disciples can also wait for him for as long as he wants."
Yan Xi said: "No need." As soon as he took out the wooden sword, Ye Hongchen said: "The young patriarch uses a wooden sword. Disciples cannot take advantage of this. I don't use an ancient sword either."
Yan Xi thought to himself: "Wooden swords and ancient swords are all ordinary soldiers. How can you be so pretentious!"
Many people who learn swordsmanship do not have the opportunity to inherit a flying sword from their predecessors, nor do they have the chance to receive a flying sword by chance. Moreover, due to lack of age, they have not yet been able to personally refine a flying sword, so they prefer to use some flying sword.
Ancient sword from the era.
Although the ancient sword is far inferior to the flying sword, it is much easier to use than the newly released famous sword because of its age and spirituality.
But to Yan Xi, what difference can there be between wooden swords and ancient swords?
They all fly out straight and straight, as long as they should be, and in whatever shape they should be. They can't swallow the light of the sword, and they can't be as long or short as you want, and they can't change in twists and turns.
Ye Hongchen put away the ancient sword that was flying around him, hesitated for a moment, and said: "The disciple did not prepare a wooden sword."
"That's it! I'll just take the flying sword from the little Patriarch."
When Ye Hongchen said this, he was full of confidence. He thought that his swordsmanship was higher than that of Yan Xi, so even with his bare hands, he could not win without force.
Yan Xi thought to himself: "He is still a drama star, he has added so many dramas to himself."
He coughed and said, "Okay!"
"I drew my sword first."
The wooden sword swung around and made a straight stab.
Ye Hongchen smiled slightly, his eyes turned cold, he stretched out five fingers and grabbed the air with a hint of sword intent.
He wanted to catch Yan Xi's flying sword alive and show off his extraordinary cultivation.
Even though Yan Xi was using a wooden sword, it was still filled with sword energy and was as sharp as a human weapon. Ye Hongchen dared to grab the sword with his bare hands. He was not only proud that his cultivation was far superior to that of Yan Xi, but also wanted to use it as soon as possible.
Defeat this little patriarch with undisputed methods and avoid further entanglements.
Yan Xi saw that the other party had made a move, and the change was within his expectation, so he secretly thought: "The sect rules of the Snow Mountain Sect are indeed a comprehensive collection of swordsmanship. All you need to do is deal with such a change!"
He was really angry and shouted in his heart: "Xiao Tiao!"
This change of move was extremely simple, but extremely easy to use. The wooden sword suddenly jumped like a gust of wind, and the entire sword turned over and slapped Ye Hongchen on the face.
Ye Hongchen grabbed the sword with his bare hands and had already densely covered his five fingers with sword energy. Even if Yan Xi mobilized ordinary soldiers, he could really grasp it.
But Ye Hongchen never thought that there were such unreasonable changes in swordsmanship, and he didn't practice any special skills in face.
He was turned over and slapped with the wooden sword, right on the bridge of his nose. Stars appeared in his eyes, his nosebleeds profusely, and his vision went dark. He shook a few times and fell straight to the ground.
Yan Xi secretly said: "This is the difference between knowing the rules and not knowing them."