"Wow, second brother, you are so awesome!" As soon as he stepped out of Danxin Bookstore, Ah Tu yelled at Yi Tianxing, exactly like a child seeing something new.
"I'm sorry, Ah Tu, I didn't mean to hide it from you, it's just that this matter involves too much!" Yi Tianxing said to Ah Tu apologetically. After all, Yi Tianxing valued this simple-minded friend very much.
"It doesn't matter, mom said everyone has secrets that they can't tell! Don't take it to heart, second brother, Ah Tu will help you keep this secret!" Ah Tu said with a groan as he slapped his strong chest.
"Haha, Master, are you okay?" Looking at Qin Xuan who also ran out, Mu Ming walked to Yi Tianxing with a smile.
"It's okay, it's just that there was too much sword spirit power in a moment, and the meridians are still a little painful now!" Yi Tianxing rubbed his chest and said. Although Yi Tianxing said so, Mu Ming knew that Yi Tianxing could make the meridians so wide.
Tianxing felt a dull pain, how terrifying was the sword soul power that exploded in this instant.
"Let's go, Brother Ming, the day after tomorrow is the draft!" Yi Tianxing took a deep breath and instantly returned to his calm state, but there was a flash of expectation in his eyes.
"Hey~~~" Not long after Yi Tianxing and the four left, a figure and a heavy sigh appeared at the door of Danxin Bookstore.
"It's better to be young, second brother, third brother and fourth brother. How could we not be like this back then? It's just that our youth has faded away in a blink of an eye! I, the eldest brother, am sorry for you!" Old man Yuan looked at the slightly dim sky.
He said in an extremely desolate tone, a crystal teardrop from the corner of his eye crossed the wrinkled cheek and fell on the ground.
"Don't worry. The third child has taken care of these children for so many years. Leave the rest to me! Tianxing's talent is truly a once-in-a-millennium experience. He can touch the edge of the Tao at the age of fifteen.
Please feel at ease!"
Two days passed in a flash. The draft competition was scheduled to be held in the largest arena in Qiming City. With the announcement from the Dean of Tianjian Academy, this draft competition officially began.
The arena is located on the edge of a hill, with a cliff on one side and a semicircular battle area on the other. The audience can only watch from the periphery. At this moment, the four of Yi Tianxing are located on a high ground on the periphery.
, just enough to be able to see the game in front of me more clearly.
"This fat man is really amazing. He managed to get such a confidential matter so many days in advance, and he did it word for word!" Mu Ming said with admiration as he looked at the names on the roster hanging in the air.
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"This fat man is only interested in profit, but he does have some skills in investigating information!" Yi Tianxing also praised in the same way.
"However, Tianjian Academy's enrollment is indeed unique. Everyone has only one challenge opportunity, and every player who succeeds in the challenge can only accept one challenge! Haha, such a rule may not only require the strength of the players, but also
You need to have accurate judgment and timing of action!" Mu Ming looked at the rules of the game engraved on the wall, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.
"Haha, an excellent swordsman not only needs strong strength, but also accurate judgment and the right time to strike! It can be said that this draft contest is truly worthy of its name. Questions have been given to all challengers from the very beginning of the draft.
!" With a faint smile on his lips, Yi Tianxing looked at the excited crowds on the left and right.
"Ah Tu, have you decided which one to choose?" Although Qin Xuan usually shouted at Ah Tu, at the critical moment, she was still worried about Ah Tu. At this moment, she was looking at the list of contestants hanging in the air with her eyes wide open.
"I don't know either?" Ah Tu was also looking at the list, but he knew from his confused eyes that it would be difficult to choose a suitable opponent for this person who couldn't even make a correct assessment of his own strength.
"Ah Tu, what do you think of the one ranked fourteenth?" Qin Xuan suddenly said to Ah Tu.
"Ji Mingyu, twenty-two years old, recommended by the Xuanlong Empire, one-star sword sect, Xuan-level soul sword!" Ah Tu read slowly.
"Brother, second brother, what do you think?" Ah Tu rolled his eyes and thought for a while, then finally scratched his head and looked at Yi Tianxing and Mu Ming.
"Okay, Ah Tu, Xuan'er, don't worry, it's just an appetizer now, the real excitement is behind you!" Mu Ming said to the two of them with a gentle smile, "The ones competing now are all little ones.
"Character, haven't you seen that the Sword Sect-level competition hasn't even started yet?"
"That's right!" Qin Xuan watched as the competition was filled with sword masters and even swordsmen, but not a single swordsman from the Sword Sect realm appeared.
"Ah Tu, you can challenge the person ranked twenty-third later!" Yi Tianxing, who had been watching the game, suddenly said to Ah Tu, with a calm smile on his lips.
"Number 23, Peng Hao, 24 years old, recommended by the Heavenly Sword Empire, the peak Seven-Star Swordsman!"
"Master, you know Ah Tu's strength, why did you pick someone so weak? I think Ji Mingyu is just fine!" Qin Xuan looked at Peng Hao's strength and asked Yi Tianxing in confusion.
"A Tu only needs to be in the top twenty-four, why must he be ranked that high!" Yi Tianxing said to Qin Xuan, with a wise light flashing in his eyes, "Besides, sometimes being sharp is not a good thing.
Many times we have to know how to hide ourselves.”
"Haha, then I will listen to my second brother and choose Peng Hao!" Atu said with a naive smile.
"Ah Tu, don't reveal your strength too much when the time comes. Just pretend to be about the same strength as him, and in the end you just pretend to win by a hair and a half!" Yi Tianxing whispered to Ah Tu who was standing aside.
"Pretending to be about the same, a narrow win? Well, okay, Ah Tu understands." Ah Tu touched his head, with a puzzled look on his face.
Yi Tianxing smiled slightly after hearing Ah Tu's answer, but his eyes were fixed on a tall and thin man wearing gray cloth at the edge of the combat zone, with a trace of curiosity and expectation flashing in his eyes.