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Chapter 109 Prelude

On August 15th, the moon is full.

Nanling Jiange has not been so lively for hundreds of years.

Practitioners from all over Qingxiao Realm crowded over.

For those who have friendship, Nanling Jiange will arrange accommodation and rest first.

If you don't have any friendship... just find a way to make some friendship. At least when the time comes, you can watch the duel and get a good position.

Among these monks, the majority are sword cultivators and sword cultivators.

There is a smell of gunpowder between them.

Of course, Nanling Sword Pavilion, as a sword cultivator sect, is discriminatory towards sword cultivators from all over the world.

Originally... Generally speaking, sword cultivators looked down upon sword cultivators at all.

Therefore, there cannot be any special discrimination.

But now that the atmosphere has increased, it has given many people the illusion that sword cultivators are already comparable to sword cultivators.

At this time, Lin Xi and Bai Xuan were sitting opposite each other on the drum tower of Paiyun Peak.

The drums upstairs have been beaten for the seventh time.

But the battle between the two has not yet begun.

The two sides fighting were not anxious, but the people watching were quite anxious.

"Aren't you bored just sitting here with me?"

"After all, finding a more conspicuous way to appear in front of everyone is more useful for building up your momentum." Bai Xuan poured a cup of tea for Lin Xi and then said.

He has always been calm and has not had any emotional fluctuations because of the huge fanfare of this duel.

For him, this is just one of many battles he has experienced.

There shouldn't be too many differences.

"Is it necessary?" Lin Xi picked up the tea cup, blew on the tea leaves floating on the surface, and then asked.

When Bai Xuan heard this, he smiled slightly: "Indeed... it's of no use! Now you have learned to restrain your sharpness, but I don't know if it is a good thing."

Knives and swords are different.

A sword is like a gentleman, so he must know how to show off his edge and how to restrain his sharpness.

The sword is a tyrant, and only by showing its teeth and claws at all times can it intimidate all parties and make the bandits timid.

Lin Xi put his knife on the table and patted it.

The buzzing mysterious sound vibrated out, and traces of sword light shattered like electric arcs.

Bai Xuan looked at Lin Xi's knife, then smiled and said: "That's it!"

Then the conversation changed and he suddenly said with emotion: "In just one year, you have changed so much. Sometimes I feel very emotional. I used to... I was very worried about you."

As he spoke, he looked at Lin Xi with gentle eyes, showing that he was not faking it.

"Fortunately... you came out on your own and found a new way. Although for Jiange, this is a betrayal. But I am your brother, and I am very happy... that you can have such a breakthrough." Bai Xuan said happily.

said in a tone of voice.

To others, these words might have shaken Lin Xi's mind and dug a hole before the war.

But for Bai Xuan, it seemed like the spring breeze was blowing on his face and he didn't feel cold at all.

"You are right to worry, your brother has already jumped into the street." Of course Lin Xi would not say this out loud.

Although... I really want to give it a try, how much negative emotions can be earned and how high the quality will be... but after thinking about it again, it is better not to commit suicide.

"The past is like a dream. Looking back now, I can't help but feel ashamed. Standing in the house, all you can see is the courtyard in front of the door. Standing on the top of the mountain, you can only see a hundred miles in radius. Standing in the clouds, you can overlook all living beings and look up at the stars. In the past,

I only looked at you, so I will never be as good as you. But now, I look at the whole world, the boundless starry sky, the unknown nothingness. So you are just an opponent of mine, brother, and nothing else.

." Lin Xi made this summary from Bai Fan's perspective.

When Bai Xuan heard this, his smile became even gentler and brighter.

"Everyone has been waiting for a long time, when should we start?" Bai Xuan asked.

Lin Xi said: "Don't be in a hurry... So why not let them wait? They tried to impose their thoughts, desires and will on us, and they did too much in this duel that didn't belong to us.

Definition. Let them wait a little longer...just fight back!"

As he spoke, Lin Xi's face showed a half-smiling expression, looking a little naughty.

After hearing this, Bai Xuan clapped his hands and laughed: "What Brother Fan said makes sense, then let them continue to wait, don't worry!"

At this moment, Lin Xi was absorbing the negative emotions coming from all directions, and she felt so relieved.

The duel is today.

But many people watching the battle had waited from early morning until late at night.

Of course they will be impatient, and of course they will have a lot of negative emotions.

Crunch!

The door to the Drum Tower room was pushed open, and Tian Qi walked in with a dark face.

"Xuan'er, Fan'er! But you're not ready yet?" Bai Tianqi asked.

While speaking, he also stared at Lin Xi fiercely.

"You can start at any time, but... I'm not happy, I don't want to fight yet, and I'm not very interested," Lin Xi said.

Bai Tianqi stared at him, and thousands of words were stuck in his throat. In the end, he could only spit out two words: "Evil son!"

Then he breathed a sigh of relief and said to Lin Xi: "Fan'er! This is not the time to be willful. The monks from all over the world are gathered here, waiting for you to fight. No matter what, this battle is inevitable."

After saying that, he gave Lin Xi a cryptic look.

He seemed to think that Lin Xi's unwillingness to fight at this time was because of his original request.

But Lin Xi was having trouble.

This also gave him some peace of mind.

After all, if this is the case, it means that the evil boy 'Bai Fan' is upset.

If you become confused, your winning rate, which was originally less than 40%, will immediately drop to less than 20%.

As long as Bai Xuan makes no mistakes, he will definitely win.

The signboard of Nanling Jiange... can be considered saved.

"How about this!"

"I heard that many people started betting on a duel between my brother and me. The odds are 1 to 5. I have three million spirit beads in my private money. Why don't my father take it and beat me to win... That's right.

!If father has confidence in me, he might as well pay a small sum of money." Lin Xi said casually.

Bai Tianqi felt like his soul was about to explode at this moment.

The veins on his forehead were beating constantly.

"Treason! What do you want to do? How can I, the Nanling Sword Pavilion, get involved in this matter?"

"No matter what the situation of the battle is, if we intervene, we will inevitably lose people's opinions..." Bai Tianqi said angrily.

Lin Xi sneered: "pedantic!"

Bai Xuan smiled and said: "Since Brother Fan is so confident in himself, then I will give him 10 million spirit beads!"

Lin Xi looked at Bai Xuan and said, "Don't lose to me on purpose because the profit is too high."

Bai Xuandao: "Then I will give myself another 30 million, so that no matter whether I win or lose, I won't lose money."

Listening to the conversation between the two brothers, I was very angry during the day, but I finally knew that there was nothing he could do about the two brothers, and he could only stand aside with a cold face.

"That's all! It's a joke after all."

"Since father is so anxious, let's not disappoint anyone. Let's go out and fight!" Lin Xi said.

Bai Xuan said: "Why go out? Since we are here, and this is Paiyun Peak, let's go straight in!"


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