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Ji Wuyu sat aside and held an animal-head wine glass: "Maybe Ji Yichuan asked his son to try it in advance. After all, even if it fails, Ji Ning can try again four years later."
Ji Lie nodded.
"They have two chances, but we can't lose even once." Ji Lie showed a smile, "Fortunately, I adopted my adopted son 'Zhu' back then."
Then Ji Lie said to the servant beside him: "Let Zhu come see me!"
"Yes, Master." The barefoot maid bowed and stepped back.
A moment later, a tall young man wearing golden fur strode in. This young man was very imposing. His face was covered with a layer of golden fluff, and his eyes were faintly golden. Unlike ordinary people, he was always carrying
A dark straight knife.
The whole person strode in... At first glance, he looked like a lean golden-haired man. Although he was only thirteen years old, he was slightly taller than Ji Liedu.
"Father." He shouted respectfully.
"罴." Ji Lie looked at his adopted son and nodded with satisfaction, "The Golden Sword Ceremony is held every four years. I will arrange for you to register your name to participate in this Golden Sword Ceremony. I have only one request... to win the Golden Sword.
!”
"Yes." Zan's voice was deep and deep.
"Yes." Ji Lie nodded with satisfaction. He had adopted many adopted sons, but few of them satisfied him. Zhu was the one who made him extremely satisfied. This time, Zhu was asked to attend the Golden Sword Ceremony in order to hinder Ji Ning. Ji Lie
He also has full confidence.
Ji Lie added: "What you need to be careful about this time is the Dripping Sword Ji Yichuan's only son - Ji Ning! Although he has never experienced a real life-and-death battle, after all, he is practicing the most advanced method of our Ji family, the unique skill.
.Although what I taught you is also a top-notch technique, compared with his, it is still slightly inferior."
He nodded.
He understood that he was just an adopted son. And what about Ji Ning? But the only son of Dripping Sword Ji Yichuan was the most promising successor to the Palace Head. The difference in status between the two was too big. Ji Ning could easily get Ji Ning.
He has the most advanced skills in the clan, but it is impossible for an adopted son like him to acquire the strongest secret skills of a clan.
"And Ji Ning has just reached the point where man and sword can unite this year." Ji Lie looked at his adopted son, "You must not be careless."
"You will definitely win." He said in a low voice.
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The Golden Sword Ceremony begins!
A large number of tribal teenagers continued to fight from the bottom up, one by one the teenagers were eliminated, and the stronger ones stayed. After more than a month of fighting, the eight strongest teenagers were finally selected. To be precise...
...Seven teenagers were selected in the final round, and one of them was Ji Ning, who was directly ranked among the top eight without any competition!
Ji Ning, the only son of Dripping Sword Ji Yichuan! A talented young man from the Ji family's Xifu.
According to the Ji Clan's Western Mansion's external rhetoric, Ji Ning is very powerful and can directly get a top eight spot without having to compete at the bottom level.
anger?
Unfair?
"Hmph, when we meet seven other opponents on the last day, this Ji Ning will definitely lose miserably."
“It’s really unscrupulous!”
"Disgrace Ji's face!"
Some tribe youths secretly murmured that as for the news that Ji Ning had reached the state of 'human and sword unity', very few of those tribe youths knew about it.
…
"Hua hua hua~~~" Zhanqi Xunxou.
The howling cold wind cannot extinguish the fire in the hearts of countless people, because today is the last day of the Golden Sword Ceremony!
In the center of the vast martial arts training ground in the martial arts hall, there is a huge fighting platform. Under the fighting platform are eight tribesmen standing, one of them is Ji Ning, who is wearing animal skins. On the outside are a large number of black armors.
Guards surrounded the battle platform and guarded it, so that the tens of thousands of tribal youths gathered to watch the battle, the people of Xifu City, etc. did not dare to step beyond the thunder pool.
"coming."
"The innate creatures are here."
The tens of thousands of spectators gathered were all excited. The Golden Sword Ceremony lasted for so many days. Usually there are not so many spectators, but today is special! Because today is the last day of the Golden Sword Ceremony, and the final eight will be held.
In the final competition, the strongest person will be selected to win the golden sword.
On the last day of the Golden Sword Ceremony, many legendary innate creatures will come to watch the battle!
"The one riding the long-necked beast is the Skyfire Hammer."
"The one riding a white tiger is the number one archer of our Ji family's Xifu!"
"That, that's Fire God Ji Lie!"
"Look, the Dripping Sword! The one with the big snow-white dog beside him is Ji Yichuan, the Dripping Water Sword! The big snow-white dog beside him is the innate spiritual beast 'Baishui Ze'."
"Master of the Palace!"
"The master of the palace, Ji Youyang, also appeared."
"Why are there so many innate creatures? Too many."
"So many innate creatures!"
…
There was an uproar and madness.
After all, the Golden Sword Ceremony is held every four years, and usually only a few innate beings come here to watch the battle, but this time many legendary beings, such as the always mysterious Ji Yichuan, the first person in Ji's Western Mansion, the Dripping Sword, are also here.
Ji Lie, the arrogant god of fire, is also here!
All the ten deacons came, and no one was absent.
Because this time is not only the Golden Sword Ceremony, but more importantly... it is a test battle for palace master candidates! As long as Ji Ning wins the golden sword, he will be the next palace master. This will involve the succession of the palace master.
Naturally, most of the congenital beings from the entire Ji Clan's Western Mansion were present for this important event.
"Today is the last day of the Golden Sword Ceremony." A cold voice sounded, and a woman with long hair glowing with blue light stood on the fighting stage, "Now, please invite eight young men to come to the fighting stage."
Eight figures jumped onto the battlefield one after another.
Ji Ning glanced at him and found that almost all the other seven opponents were looking at him. Apparently, being the only one among the top eight who was directly appointed without a fight at the bottom level caused these seven opponents to reject him.
"You think I do?" Ji Ning curled his lips and was directly ranked among the top eight. It was completely decided by Palace Master Ji Youyang. "But these seven guys are all really tall. Even if they are women, the shortest one is only one meter tall."
Seven. He's a little taller than me... Wow, that stupid big guy is probably 2.3 meters tall."
Although they are all teenagers, after all, they are all accomplished practitioners and most of them are close to sixteen years old. Only Ji Ning is only ten years old and naturally the thinnest.
"The eight of you will fight one by one. The loser will go down and the winner will stay. The top four will be determined. Then the top two will be determined. Finally, the strongest one will be determined." The long-haired woman said.
Ji Ning and the other seven teenagers listened.
suddenly--
"Stop!" A cold voice sounded.
Tens of thousands of people from the tribe and tens of thousands of people in Xifu City were watching the battle. Even the long-haired woman frowned and looked back. After all, she was also an innate creature of the Ji family's Xifu, and she only came to preside over it because it was the last day.
Interrupted at this time? When she turned around to see...it was a cold man in white animal skin who spoke.
The long-haired woman trembled.
"It's Dripping Water Sword Ji Yichuan."
"Drip Sword."
"The Dripping Sword stood there like a huge iceberg. I felt chilled in my heart." Many tens of thousands of people watching the battle had excitement in their eyes. Every innate creature was like a god or demon, and Ji Yichuan was even more like this.
The most dazzling existence on earth, a legendary existence.
Ji Yichuan sat there and said indifferently: "The last day of the Golden Sword Ceremony is to determine the strongest among the eight of them and win the Golden Sword. In my opinion... just let Ji Ning beat seven of them one by one!"
"One versus seven?" The long-haired woman was stunned, "This, this..."
"What!"
"One versus seven? The other seven are the most talented young people."
"this!"
There was a shock.
Even the master of the palace, Ji Youyang, who was sitting next to Ji Yichuan, was slightly stunned, but the poisonous old man Ji Lie, who was sitting on the other side of Ji Youyang, laughed loudly: "Okay, one versus seven, Ji Ning is a very talented young man in my Ji family's west mansion.
, even if you fail, it is still a kind of training, but Ikawa... if your son is one against seven, what will happen if you fail?"
"If you lose, you should admit defeat. You won't get the golden sword!" Ji Yichuan said calmly.
"Okay." Ji Lie nodded.
Ji Youyang looked at Ji Yichuan in confusion, and then said, "It's just like what Yichuan said."
"Yes, Palace Master." The long-haired woman nodded when she saw this. The two largest factions in Ji's West Palace nodded. Naturally, she didn't say much. She could only secretly sigh that Ji Yichuan, the Dripping Water Sword, was too arrogant.
"You wait for eight people."
The long-haired woman looked at the eight young men and said, "Choose weapons from me. Once you have chosen the weapons... then listen to my orders. When I give the order, Ji Ning will fight against the seven of you. Ji Ning will be defeated, or you seven will be defeated."
Only when everyone is defeated...will this battle be over."
"Wow." The long-haired woman waved her hand, and a lot of weapons suddenly appeared on the battlefield, all kinds of weapons. The only thing was that there was no attack!
"Choose." The long-haired woman said.
Ji Ning and the other eight young men stepped forward and quickly selected weapons. Ji Ning also chose a tough black long sword that weighed more than fifty kilograms.
The tens of thousands of spectators gathered below were talking a lot. It was the first time for many of them to see Ji Yichuan, the 'Drip Sword', and they felt that Ji Yichuan was like an iceberg that lasted ten thousand years, which made people feel chilled in their hearts: "Ji Yichuan is too aloof.
The same goes for his son, one against seven? Even if Ji Ning is really stronger than the other seven, how can he win if he is attacked by seven at the same time?"
"It's crazy."
"I heard that Ji Ning was only ten years old and was ordered by his father to participate in the Golden Sword Ceremony. He was also asked to play against seven. How pitiful."
Many spectators began to sympathize with Ji Ning. After all, among the eight young men on the battlefield, Ji Ning was the thinnest and the youngest. Ji Ning was also handsome... a thin and handsome young man, and his father was well-known.
Cold and stern, one can fully imagine how harshly this young man would be subjected to his father's demands.
"Have you chosen?" The long-haired woman looked at the eight boys.
Seven of the teenagers stood on one side of the fighting platform, either using scimitars, spears, straight knives, or sharp swords. Each one of them was staring at Ji Ning.
On the other side of the battle platform was Ji Ning, who was alone.
Ji Ning held a sword and looked at the opposite side calmly.
"Now that we have chosen everything." The long-haired woman waved her hand, put away a pile of unused weapons next to her, and said at the same time, "Let's get started."
The words just fell.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Each of the seven figures on one side of the fighting platform quickly sprang out and rushed towards Ji Ning on the other side of the fighting platform.
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