"Sect Leader Jiang, your swordsmanship has improved again."
"It seems that under the leadership of Sect Master Jiang, our Taichu Sword Sect can finally achieve a good result in the Sword Discussion Conference!"
As soon as Jiang Deng returned to the place where Taichu Sword Sect was, a crowd of people immediately gathered around him and all began to praise their magic skills that they were good at.
Shi Zihang said confidently: "The senior brother with the strongest cultivation among us hasn't come on stage yet. If the senior brother does come on the stage, he will definitely be able to capture him!"
"Uh..." Xia Chenqing said with shame: "It's still too early to talk about victory or defeat."
There are many monks present in the late and peak stages of Nascent Soul Realm. He will probably be matched with such a strong person, and he will probably not be a match for these people...
Under Xia Chenqing's worried gaze, the candidates for the fifth game were quickly matched.
Chengfeng of Qixing Villa versus Xia Chenqing of Taichu Sword Sect.
"..."
Xia Chenqing's mouth twitched.
Although I don’t know the level of this swordsman named Chengfeng, he is a monk at the peak of Nascent Soul Realm after all, so he won’t be far behind no matter what.
Seeing that Xia Chenqing was unlucky enough to be married to Baili Chengfeng, Jiang Deng patted Xia Chenqing's back and hesitated to say: "... Come on."
Although Chengfeng always chooses to play support in front of her, the opponent's real strength is very strong.
Compared with Chengfeng, Xia Chenqing is still too young. I just hope that Xia Chenqing won't lose too ugly later.
On the center stage.
The puddle of rotten flesh that Huang Zhongtian transformed into has been cleaned up, and the stage has become as pure white and clean as it was at the beginning.
Baili Chengfeng and Xia Chenqing came on stage one after another.
One of them was wearing a moon-white robe, and the other was an indigo monk's robe. The breeze blew by, and the robes were flying around, forming a beautiful scenery.
"Please give me some advice, fellow Taoist."
Xia Chenqing politely raised his hands in salute.
"Wait a minute."
After Baili Chengfenghe stopped Xia Chenqing from raising his sword, he immediately looked at the senior management above, raised a hand, and spoke in a very calm tone.
"I abstain."
Everyone: "..."
If you abstained from the first game, then what's the point of participating in the sword competition?
"Are you sure?"
Yun Haoran was also a little confused.
Isn't it a bit too childish to give up before the fight even started?
There was no look of embarrassment on Baili Chengfeng's face, "As you said before, if you are not a sword cultivator, you can abstain."
"..."
Everyone was speechless again. If you are not a sword cultivator, what kind of sword discussion conference are you attending?
Is it just to make up the numbers?
"Uu——!"
"Go down! Go down!"
"A coward who ran away from battle!"
There were boos at the scene, but Baili Chengfeng remained calm and had no intention of changing his decision.
Because he is a top expert in the Tribulation Realm, he can disguise his bone age as being under thirty years old. If he really competes with these young people, it would be a bit bullying.
It is definitely because of this reason, not because he is not a swordsman and cannot use a sword.
Secondly, he has accomplished the most important thing here - expressing his feelings to Jiang Deng.
Although Jiang Deng didn't accept it, it didn't matter, he would continue to wait.
As for the news about my mentor?
Judging from what happened with Leng Baige, it is probably unreliable to pretend to be someone else and talk to Duan Chuan. Even if he really got close to Duan Chuan, given the huge disparity in status between the two, he probably wouldn't be able to get any useful answers.
It would be better to just use his original identity. No matter what, the other party would at least give him and the ancient spiritual domain master a face...
"Well, since everyone has asked me to go down, I will go down."
Baili Chengfeng smiled slightly and then walked off the stage slowly.
Xia Chenqing on the stage was stunned.
He was already prepared to lose the game, but the opponent actually gave up?
"In this battle, Xia Chenqing of Taichu Sword Sect wins!"
Yun Haoran could only announce the result helplessly.
With the victory that came out of nowhere, Xia Chenqing walked off the stage in a daze.
"Ride the wind!"
As soon as Baili Chengfeng returned to Qixing Villa, he was met with a scolding from Ye Su, "You came through the back door to participate in the sword competition, but you didn't even make a move, and you surrendered when you came up? How can you be so embarrassed?
!”
"that is!"
Ye Su's henchman Han Keyin also echoed: "What a waste of our quota in Qixing Villa!"
Baili Chengfeng blinked and asked doubtfully: "But isn't it because Qixing Villa didn't have enough swordsmen to participate in the Sword Discussion Conference that I could come?"
"..."
Seeing Chengfeng surrendering and admitting defeat before even fighting, and now beginning to shirk responsibility again, Ye Su was so angry that his vision went dark and he almost fainted.
"Senior Sister Ye, please calm down!"
Han Keyin immediately supported Ye Su, who almost fell to the ground, "Your competition is coming soon! We can't ruin our whole pot of porridge just because of this little mouse droppings!"
"...Junior Brother Han, that's what you said."
Ye Su held her forehead and took several deep breaths before she managed to calm down her mood.
Unexpectedly, Baili Chengfeng spoke again. He seemed to understand the meaning of the two people's words, and nodded seriously, "Okay, I understand. Next time I will try my best before admitting defeat."
Ye Su: "..."
She rolled her eyes and was about to faint.
Han Keyin immediately pinched Ye Su's man, "Senior Sister Ye, hold on, you still have the game!"
…
The first round of competition was over quickly.
Since everyone is a swordsman, there is no wasted time, and the time for each game is very short.
There are currently sixteen people left, and they are ready to start the second round of competition. The second round of competition will last eight games and eight people will be eliminated.
Soon, the candidates for the first game were matched.
Sun Fei, the Sword Master of Taichu, fights against Han Kejin of Seven Star Villa.
Han Keyan looked in the direction of Taichu Sword Sect's people and smiled evilly.
The face Chengfeng lost, he would get it back sooner or later!
Then the two people took the stage and started the competition.
This time, Sun Fei's luck ran out. Although Han Kejin's cultivation was suppressed at the foundation-building level, he still easily eliminated Sun Fei with three strikes, five moves, and two moves.
Fei dragged his heavy heavy sword and returned to the place where Taichu Sword Sect was dejected. He said in a dull tone: "Sect Master Jiang, I know I was wrong. I will change my sword when I get back."
Jiang Deng was not surprised by Sun Fei's defeat.
In her opinion, it is not a bad thing for Fei to be hit early, lest he be too proud like before and suffer a bigger setback later.
"Not urgent……"
Just as Jiang Deng was about to speak out, a strange and sinister voice suddenly interrupted her.
"Hmph, is this the strength of the sword cultivators of your Taichu Sword Sect?"
Han Kejin walked up to the Taichu Sword Sect and said sarcastically: "In my opinion, you don't want to continue the competition, just give the title of the second largest sword sect in the ten regions to our Seven Star Villa!"