Chapter 170: Sword Maniac Ji Juechen, just because he took one more look at the crowd

"That's enough!"

This is intolerable, Ling Bai almost squeezed out four words from his teeth, a little bird was played with by others, what a huge harm it would be for a young man with a baby body and an adult soul!

Xue Di laughed so hard in the spiritual sea, worthy of being a childhood shadow, she could even imagine Ling Bai's humiliated face when he was unable to resist.

In his heart, he heard the undisguised laughter of the Snow Queen. The laughter was like a hundred thousand year soul skill, constantly bombarding Ling Bai's defense. His handsome face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and he gritted his teeth and said:

"Can you please not tell anyone about this? Be careful, there may be ears on the other side of the wall!"

"Xiaobai, you were not like this when you were a child. You were never mean to me."

Ning Fengyu's eyes were filled with crystal tears, her round shoulders were trembling, and she looked at Ling Bai with an aggrieved and timid expression. She looked like a pear blossom in the rain, which was quite alluring.

"You are over 40, please stop playing the 20-year-old trick..."

"I raised you with just a handful of snacks and a handful of drinks, and now you think I'm too old!"

Ling Bai held his forehead in pain. Even though they were twins, the two sisters from the Nine Treasures Glazed Sect had completely different styles. Ning Fengya was elegant and graceful, rational and decisive, and was an extremely outstanding sect leader.

Ning Fengyu is a playboy all day long. She is good at all kinds of feminine skills. She especially likes to tease children with words and expressions. She is satisfied only when she sees their big red faces steaming with heat.

"Stop making trouble, Aunt Yu, we haven't seen each other for a long time, let's sit down and chat for a while."

Ling Bai raised the white flag. From childhood to adulthood, he had never been able to do anything to Ning Fengyu.

Hearing this, Ning Fengyu immediately put away her aggrieved expression, and instead showed a smug smile at the corner of her lips. She pointed her finger forward, and countless green vines instantly woven into two lounge chairs.

The Azure Ivy Emperor, the king of the Azure Ivy clan, has a top-level plant-based life attribute martial spirit.

The two sisters inherited their parents' martial spirits respectively. Ning Fengya inherited the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda passed down from the ancestors of the Nine Treasures Glazed Sect, while Ning Fengyu awakened her mother's Sky Blue Vine Emperor.

It was precisely because Ning Fengyu's martial soul was not the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda and was able to conceal the identity of the Nine Treasures Glazed Sect that Ning Fengya sent her to the Sun and Moon Empire to be the spokesperson for Linglong Pavilion and, by the way, to protect the direct disciples of the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda who were responsible for searching for rare metals.

The two of them lay side by side on a recliner woven from the Azure Ivy King, enjoying the clear light of the silver moon, their nostrils filled with the unique life fragrance of the plant-based martial spirits.

Ning Fengyu turned her head slightly to look at Ling Bai, twisting her fingers around a strand of green hair, and said, "Why did you suddenly come to Mingdu without telling me in advance?"

"I missed you. Come to see you."

"Oh, look at what you said!"

Ning Fengyu was immediately overjoyed. These words obviously hit her heart, and she hit the ten rings firmly.

Seeing this scene, Ling Bai looked as if he hadn't expected it.

If he dared to talk about looking for the holy angel, killing the evil tree, attacking Mingdetang Benben Sect, visiting Ning Tianwufeng, etc., then Ning Fengyu would ask him with tears in her eyes why she was not in his heart, and then complain for three days and three nights.

It's not a big problem. He is fifteen years old and has fourteen years of experience in making Ning Fengyu happy!

Ninety percent of Ling Bai's coaxing skills have been practiced on Ning Fengyu, and some of them were taught by Ning Fengyu himself!

All bitter tears!

The two chatted for half the night. The first half was about Ling Bai's study and life in Shrek Academy, and the second half was about the development of Linglong Pavilion in recent years.

"In the past, Linglong Pavilion resold Mingde Hall's soul guides, following the path of Xu Cong, the former chief researcher of Mingde Hall. I packaged myself as a harmless little white flower who was driven out of the sect by a vicious sister, and easily made Xu Cong a licking dog, who was eager to die for me."

At this point, Ning Fengyu changed the subject and said angrily, "Originally everything was fine, but who would have thought that guy was so audacious as to think of using a level nine fixed soul guide! That touched the red line of Mingde Hall, and the matter was exposed and he was driven out by Jing Hongchen, who also announced that all forces in the Sun Moon Empire were not allowed to accept Xu Cong.

Xu Cong was desperate and wanted to elope with me, but I saw that he was of no use, so I made up an excuse about money and sex to get rid of him, and then he disappeared..."

Ling Bai lowered his head and said nothing. Every sip and every bite became a law. Comrade Xu Cong's last work, the ninth-level sealing soul guide device, the God-sealing Platform, was still lying in his storage soul guide device.

"Xu Cong's death is not a pity, but the channels for Linglong Pavilion and Mingde Hall's soul guides have been cut off. We can only smuggle rare metals and ordinary sun and moon soul guides…" Ning Fengyu sighed.

"Thanks to Xiaotian's ability, he has successfully established a larger secret line consisting entirely of teachers and students from the Sun Moon Royal Soul Instructor Academy in the past few months. The leader of the secret line will come to the ninth floor of Linglong Pavilion early this morning to discuss with me in person."

"Being able to obtain a large number of soul guides, that person should hold an important position in Mingde Hall. He might be a ninth-level soul guide who is greedy for money." Ling Bai guessed.

"Why bother with so much? As long as I can earn gold soul coins, that's enough!"

Ning Fengyu stood up quickly, staring at Ling Bai with her beautiful emerald eyes: "With this bigger hidden line, we can become bigger and stronger and create greater glory!

Xiaobai, do you want to join the great team of Linglong Pavilion and fight against my sister who is afraid of the north together!

That vicious woman doesn't even write to me except asking for money and soul guides!"

"I support Aunt Yu spiritually and wish you success."

Ling Bai stretched lazily. There is always someone better than you. Even though Ning Fengyu is full of energy now and is Ning Fengya's foot-washing maid every time she returns to Jiubao Liuli Sect, the blood suppression of her own sister is there, and Ning Fengyu dare not say a word more.

It was already dawn. Since the head of Mingdetang's secret team was going to the ninth floor of Linglong Pavilion to meet Ning Fengyu early in the morning, Ling Bai couldn't stay here for too long. He just happened to go to the Sun and Moon Royal Soul Instructor Academy to visit Ning Tian and Wu Feng.

Rejecting Ning Fengyu's farewell facial cleanser, Ling Bai left Linglong Pavilion. In front of the nine-colored gate, he passed by a figure covered in a black robe. The figure paused for a moment and murmured,

"The aura of Qian Mei Yaorong cannot be mistaken. Each of my works has a special mark, but didn't I sell it to the Tianhun Empire..."

The morning sun shone on the exquisite face. Ling Bai asked a passerby for the location and walked straight to the Sun Moon Royal Soul Instructor Academy.

"Open-air ring battle, level 6 soul master Sword Maniac defends the ring! Everyone is welcome to come and watch and place bets!"

A male voice amplified by a soul amplifier suddenly sounded.

The crowd suddenly became agitated and rushed towards the distant arena. Ling Bai heard the excited conversation between the two female soul mentors.

"Sister, hurry up. Jianchi is a frequent visitor to open-air arena battles. His real name is Ji Juechen. He is said to be an elite student of Mingde Hall. He is handsome and good at fighting. He is my dream lover!"

Catching a familiar name in his memory, Ling Bai looked up and saw a hexagonal open-air arena. In the center of the arena stood a young man in his twenties with long black hair simply tied behind his head. His face was unhealthily pale, but he was so handsome that 99% of men would sigh.

In front of his chest was a four-foot-long, pitch-black sword of simple style, without any gorgeousness. Compared to the conventional impression of a sword, what Ji Juechen held in his arms actually looked more like a fire stick.

"The ring battle will officially begin in a quarter of an hour. Friends who want to place a bet, please come to the workbench next to me!"

The host's voice was heard again from the loudspeaker soul guide.

"Today our old friend Jianchi will face ten rounds of non-stop round-robin battles! Each opponent is a level six soul master of the same rank, and in the last round he will face a powerful level seven soul master!"

The host shouted at the top of his lungs, and the audience was very considerate, cheering like waves that shook the earth.

"Open-air ring battle, begin!"

With a loud shout from the host, the soul guide shield of the arena rose up, and the sixth-level soul guide opposite Ji Juechen instantly activated the soul guide thruster behind him. Contrary to the expectations of many viewers, he did not rush towards Ji Juechen, but flew towards the edge of the arena.

The battle began, and Ji Juechen's not-so-bright and dull eyes burst into light with a kind of fanaticism full of persistence. In his eyes, there were only the enemy and the sword in his hand.

Holding the sword in both hands, six perfectly matched soul rings, two yellow, two purple and two black, emerged, bursting out with an incomparably sharp aura.

Sword intent!

In an instant, Ji Juechen seemed to merge with the unremarkable black long sword. With the infusion of soul power and sword intent, the tip of the long sword trembled slightly, and a slight humming sound spread out. Ji Juechen's momentum also rose at an astonishing speed.

If this sword is not used, it will be fine, but once it is used, it will definitely astonish everyone. Everyone can't help but hold their breath, and their burning eyes are fixed on Ji Juechen, afraid of missing any details.

Ji Juechen moved.

He slid towards the sixth-level soul engineer on the opposite side as if he was walking on ice. Before he arrived, the sharp sword intent had soared to the extreme. The audience behind the soul guide shield of the arena could feel the sharp aura that seemed to split them in two.

After all, he is a sixth-level soul guide, so he would not sit and wait for death. Ji Juechen accumulated sword intent and transformed himself into a soul guide turret. For a moment, all kinds of soul guide cannons and soul guide rays kept bombarding Ji Juechen.

Ji Juechen's response was simple: pick and kill.

"boom--"

When facing Ji Juechen's sword, all the soul guide cannons were like soft tofu encountering a sharp blade, and were cut in half by one sword.

The next second, Ji Juechen's sword fell on the head of the sixth-level soul engineer and tapped it lightly.

A cold and indifferent voice sounded.

"Next one."

Ji Juechen didn't stay for long. His figure flashed and disappeared from the sight of his confused opponent, leaving behind a cool back.

"Sword maniac! Sword maniac! Sword maniac!"

There is no doubt that this was a one-sided battle, but Douluo Continent is a world that admires the strong. Ji Juechen's strength and indifference are exactly the scenes that the audience longs to see, and the cheers from the audience are deafening.

"The prototype of sword intent..."

The layman watches the excitement, while the expert watches the doorway. Although they both practiced swordsmanship, Ling Bai saw clearly the limit of Ji Juechen's current ability, gradually comprehended the sword intent, and embarked on the right path of practice.

"Next one."

After one battle after another, after winning the ninth round, Ji Juechen returned to the place where he first stood. Looking at his opponent on the ground who was doubting his life, he sighed in his heart. The level of the open-air arena was still a bit low. It was already difficult to find a sixth-level soul mentor to fight. The opponent in the last round was the first seventh-level soul mentor he had met since he started fighting.

The reason why he came to the Mingdu open-air arena to compete was not for the generous prize money, but because there were not many students of the same level in the Sun and Moon Royal Soul Instructor Academy who accepted his challenge.

Even among the seventh-level soul masters who are one level higher, few are willing to fight against Ji Juechen. Everyone avoids Ji Juechen and is very afraid of being entangled by him.

The unparalleled sword power is of course one aspect, but more importantly, the seventh-level soul masters don't know whether they will win or lose.

If you win, Ji Juechen will stick to you like taffy, jumping out every day like a wild monster randomly triggered by the roadside bushes and asking for a sparring match, making it impossible for you to concentrate on studying and practicing.

If I lose, it will be shameful if the news gets out. A dignified seventh-level soul engineer was defeated by a guy who is neither a soul master nor a soul engineer. I can't afford to lose face.

In the eyes of the teachers and students of the Sun Moon Royal Soul Instructor Academy, Ji Juechen is an outlier. Unlike most soul instructors who try to force things to happen, although he has a congenital soul power of level three, he has never taken any medicine to increase his soul power, nor does he know how to cast or use soul guides.

He stayed in the Sun Moon Royal Soul Instructor Academy and Mingde Hall just for the challenge, because there were soul instructors here who were stronger than him.

However, in the Sun Moon Royal Soul Instructor Academy, few people were willing to deal with him, because apart from the challenge, he was very silent every day, and it seemed that the only thing in his eyes was the sword in his arms. He would even talk to his sword, and would only occasionally respond when someone who had defeated him talked to him.

Later, Mingde Hall Master Jing Hongchen discovered Ji Juechen's fighting talent and thought he was a good seedling. He encouraged him to continue challenging others and only made one request.

You can only choose one level seven soul mentor to fight every month.

A seventh-level soul instructor is also considered a high-end talent in the Sun and Moon Empire, and it is impossible for him to allow Ji Juechen to sharpen his sword.

Ji Juechen agreed, but his method of practicing by fighting to support fighting was never satisfying. Finally, with the introduction of his only friend, he went to an open-air arena to fight, and he fought for a whole year.

He looked around with a slightly vague expression. After fighting Ji Juechen today, he would not come again. The open-air arena no longer meant much to him. He longed for a stronger opponent, preferably one who could fully stimulate the sword intent in his body.

"Um?"

Just because of taking one more look in the crowd.

Ji Juechen let out a light exclamation, looking down from above, his eyes as sharp as swords instantly fell on the handsome young man with blond hair and golden eyes.

The moment he saw the blond young man, Ji Juechen's sword intent suddenly gave rise to a long-lost desire to fight, as if he wanted to burst through his chest and fight him to the fullest, until the end of the world!

After confirming his eyes, he was the right person!

Glancing at the seventh-level soul master who was facing a formidable enemy, Ji Juechen made up his mind, facing the handsome young man from a distance, holding the sword in both hands, and said loudly:

"Brother, I am the sword fanatic Ji Juechen, please fight!"