She thought, she didn't let Chi Lian play match-fixing either.
Chi Lian mouthed, "It's a gift, no money is required."
Jiang Deng: "..."
She felt really bad about not charging for such a big project.
After Fei inexplicably won, the candidates for the second game were also matched.
In the second game, Jiang Zhiling played against Xiahou Nu.
"Zhiling, come on."
Jiang Deng patted Jiang Zhiling on the shoulder. There will definitely be no accidents in this game. The winner must be Jiang Zhiling!
"Yeah, sister, I'm going then!"
Jiang Zhiling immediately jumped onto the central platform, looked at the silent Xiahou Nu opposite, and pulled out the edgeless sword hanging from her waist.
After a while, the game ended.
Jiang Zhiling did not disappoint Jiang Deng and successfully won the game.
The reason why it was so easy was mainly because Xiahou Nu was not a sword cultivator, had no sword intention, and did not know any sword moves, especially since his other attack methods were sealed by the sword plate, so he could only hold one sword in Taiwan.
He chopped randomly.
In the end, Jiang Zhiling used the first move of "Edgeless Sword Technique" to knock him off the stage.
"Zhiling, you're not bad, you have great strength!"
Looking at Jiang Zhiling coming down from the stage, Jiang Deng did not hesitate to praise her.
"Hey hey hey..."
Jiang Zhiling scratched her head in embarrassment, "It's all my sister who taught me well."
The atmosphere between the two sisters is very good.
Xiahou Nu on the other side was miserable. No one came to him. He could only get up from the ground and returned to the Xiahou family in embarrassment.
The young master of the Xiahou family, Xiahou Yu, crossed his arms and said sarcastically: "Letting a loser who doesn't even have the sword spirit to participate in the sword discussion conference is really a waste of our Xiahou family's quota."
"That's right," Huang Zhongtian also echoed: "If I had known that he would lose the first game, I might as well have given this spot to my classmate!"
Hearing this, Xiahou Qingyu frowned slightly and said displeasedly: "Anu's talent is pretty good. Letting him see the world will be beneficial to his practice."
"Auntie, haven't you noticed yet? He is not the material to be a swordsman at all!"
"...Xiaoyu, you!"
Seeing that the aunt and nephew were about to quarrel, Xiahou Nu said awkwardly from the side: "Master, please stop arguing. I will work hard. Don't hurt your harmony just because I am a servant."
"snort!"
Xia Houyu snorted coldly. When he became the head of the family, the first thing he would do was drive away this annoying slave!
Xiahou Qingyu sighed softly. She didn't want to see Xiahou Nu in trouble, so she didn't say anything else.
A trace of displeasure flashed in Huang Zhongtian's eyes.
He has been coveting Xiahou Qingyu for a long time. As long as he can marry Xiahou Qingyu, he will be able to control the Xiahou family in the future. However, Xiahou Qingyu never gives him a second glance, and even treats this slave more than him.
good!
If there is a chance... we must get rid of this damn slave as soon as possible!
Soon, the candidates for the third game were chosen——
Leng Baige versus Jiang Zi.
Jiang Deng's eyes lit up and he suddenly became interested.
Although she doesn't like Jiang Zhi, she has to say that Jiang Zhi's talent in swordsmanship is indeed good. Although he doesn't have much opportunity, his training speed is not slow.
Now, like Jiang Zhiling, they have reached the peak of the Dan Formation Realm.
As for... Leng Baige?
Jiang Deng touched his chin. He didn't know why Leng Baige was so sure that the third disciple would choose him to be the sword attendant.
Could it be that he has some secret magic weapon...
Under Jiang Deng's watchful eye, the competition soon began.
Leng Baige is the memory sword, and the natal sword is the Heavenly Spiritual Sword Menghui Sword.
Jiang Zhi is the Cold Water Sword Intent, and his natal sword is the Heavenly Spiritual Sword Sun and Moon Sword.
Both of their cultivations are at the peak of the Dan Formation Realm, so there is no need for the sword disk to suppress their cultivations.
Jiang Zhi stood tall, looked at Leng Baige across from him, and said with a smile: "As soon as we said goodbye to the Soul Locking Tower, I thought that Junior Brother Leng was dead, but I didn't expect that not only did you not die, you turned out to be a demon cultivator."
"What happened to the demon?"
Leng Baige said disdainfully: "We demons are at least more sincere than you people who talk about benevolence, justice and morality!"
"Oh, then there's nothing more to say."
The two of them didn't talk to each other for more than half a sentence, and then they started to fight.
One of them is fierce and the other is free and easy.
However, Leng Baige's memory sword intention seemed to be restrained by Jiang Zhi's cold water sword intention, and he gradually became unable to cope with it, so he hurriedly retreated, gritted his teeth and swung his strongest sword move.
"Dream back to swordsmanship, dream back to past life!"
In an instant, Menghui Sword emitted a magnificent light, and this light quickly penetrated into Jiang Zhi's eyebrows, so fast that he didn't even react.
Jiang Zhi was stunned for a moment and even forgot to continue attacking Leng Baige. He just stayed on the field in a daze for a while.
In the audience, Jiang Deng and Jiang Zhiling were puzzled.
"What's going on with Jiang Zhi? He's distracted at such an important moment in the game?"
Jiang Zhiling said angrily: "If you let him underestimate his opponent, he will overturn."
What others didn't know was that countless memory scenes began to flash through Jiang Zhi's mind.
It was obvious that he had never experienced these memories before, yet they felt strangely familiar.
In the picture, a woman in black always appears in front of him with a long sword on her back. The woman always faces away from him, and it is unclear what she looks like.
He was very anxious and always wanted to step forward and stand next to the woman in black.
But no matter how hard he tried, he could only see the back of the woman in black, who always looked down upon him.
The jealousy in his heart was about to burn out his reason. He wanted her to look at him like crazy, even just for a glance!
But in her eyes, besides her sword, she is her friend...
The string in his head completely collapsed and he lost control!
In the picture, he stabbed the long sword in his hand into the back of the woman in black, and blood exploded in front of his eyes!
And the woman in black finally turned around.
He has a simple, even dull face, with only a pair of dark eyes as bright as stars, with a strong sword intent shining in them.
Although the two look different, Jiang Zhi intuitively told him that this is Jiang Zhiling!
Jiang Zi was stunned immediately.
what happened?
Obviously he was extremely convinced that he really liked Jiang Zhiling, but how could he kill Jiang Zhiling?
Are these scenes fabricated, or are they really from his past life?
Jiang Zhi's heart suddenly beat violently, and the strong stinging pain caused him to regain consciousness.
When he opened his eyes again, the memory images that had just flashed before his eyes had disappeared, replaced by a white circular platform.
The cold and white singer opposite held a dream sword and stabbed it into his heart!
"……Well!"
Jiang Zhi was so painful that he broke into a cold sweat. He stretched out his hand to grasp the sharp blade of the sword. Even if his palm was cut, he did not let go. He actually pulled the Menghui Sword out of his chest!
Looking at Leng Baige across from him, Jiang Zhi's always gentle eyes showed obvious annoyance for the first time.