Volume 1: Sword of the Son of Heaven Chapter 2: The World is Free
There are different opinions on the topic of gods and ghosts.
This is a world full of mystery and mystery.
In the world, there are strong men flying into the sky and escaping from the earth, great Confucian scholars painting mountains and rivers, powerful men moving mountains and moving mountains, and evil spirits transforming into countless forms.
Since practitioners can fly into the sky with swords and monsters can swallow up cities and destroy towns, then the words of gods and ghosts are not necessarily legends.
Yun Que stared hard at the short man in the corner.
He couldn't tell whether the other party was a human or a ghost, but his ability to sneak into the Sword Testing Tower under the eyes of the Sword Palace envoy was definitely extraordinary.
"What happened in Hanshui City back then! How did my father die? Where did all the 100,000 heavy soldiers go!"
Yun Que's eyes were bloodshot and he shouted sharply.
Even a hundred thousand ants will fight hard before being trapped to death, let alone a hundred thousand soldiers led by his father, who is known as the first military god of the Yan Kingdom!
There must be some hidden secret in it.
Ever since the bad news came, all that was left in Yun Que's heart was the empty city standing by the Hanshui River.
He vowed to find out the truth and restore his father's innocence!
"Dead, all dead..."
The short man made a strange sound, whether it was crying or laughing, and his figure slowly disappeared.
If it weren't for the Nine Tribulations Sword in front of him, Yun Que would have thought he was having a nightmare.
Touching the sword lightly, Yun Que's eyes turned red.
He has never seen his mother since he was a child, and he lives with his father.
When I was a child, I would often sit on my father's shoulder and ask about my mother's whereabouts.
"Dad, other people's children have grandmas, why don't I?"
"Who said you don't have a mother! Dad can't give birth to babies. Of course your son was born to your mother."
"What about my mother? Why doesn't she come to us?"
"Because your father is a romantic man and has left too many romantic debts. I really can't remember which woman you were born to."
"Father lied!"
At this time, little Yunque would see his father looking at the clouds dreamily and murmuring to himself:
"Don't forget that the gods are good. The world is free. Sooner or later, dad will bring your mother back and our family will be reunited."
The sound of sword whistling emerged outside the door, and the third baptism of sword energy was about to begin.
"The world is free..."
Yun Que grabbed the Nine Tribulations Sword, pushed the door open and walked out.
Only six people remained until the end.
Except for Chu Xi and Han Jiao, whose middle-grade magical weapons were not damaged at all, the swords of the other people had more or less cracks.
They didn't want to give up this opportunity and planned to give it a last try.
Seeing Yun Que appear, Chu Xi was very surprised, and then overjoyed.
"You didn't escape? Haha, that's great! Your broken sword will definitely not be able to withstand the third baptism of sword energy. Let me see how you die!"
Several rich people with magical weapons agreed.
"You deserve it, Yun! You're always meddling in other people's business, and if you catch a little girl on the street for fun, you'll beat her up. Are all the girls on the street from your palace?"
"I have noticed that you are not pleasing to me. You have bullied us since childhood and refused to let others scold your father. How about we scold you today! Your father is a coward and a waste. He is a shame to the Yan Kingdom!"
A few rich guys shouted and cursed without restraint.
After this sword trial, their identities and that of Yun Que will undergo a huge change.
They will become high-ranking disciples of the Sword Palace, while Yun Que will continue to bear the shameful title and waste his time in Yanmen Town.
Han Jiao on the side frowned and couldn't help but said:
"Don't bully young people because they are poor. Not being able to enter the Sword Palace does not mean that you will not be able to practice in this life. Maybe you will have another chance."
Chu Xi sneered and said: "Is there another chance? He doesn't even believe it himself. The son of a coward should be punished by God! He will be a wimp for the rest of his life!"
Buzz…
The sound of the sword shaking increased from small to loud.
"Shut your stupid mouth, my father's merits and demerits do not need to be judged by ignorant bastards."
Yun Que raised his sword above his head, his eyes suddenly sharp: "You still haven't had enough of all these years of suffering. In this case, just eat more!"
Click!!
The sword struck down, sawdust flew, and a big hole was cut out in the ground of the Sword Testing Building!
Previously, Chu Xi just cut a small hole in the ground, which increased the sword energy in the building more than three times. Yun Que's move was equivalent to tearing down the entire floor.
Chu Xi and others were so frightened that they were dumbfounded.
Outside the wooden building, two sword palace envoys were chatting.
"The seedlings in Yanmen Town are pretty good, especially the girl named Hanjiao who should have a body with spiritual roots. The elders will have to make endless money after returning."
"That Hanshui Marquis is really brave. I've probably never encountered a sword tester for five consecutive years since the establishment of the Sword Palace."
"Testing a sword requires one vigorous effort, and then it will weaken again, and it will be exhausted after three times. At most, you should quit after three times. What's the use of being thick-skinned? Can he use his face to climb the Wanren Tower?"
"The world's most talented people are from my generation. To discuss swordsmanship, we need to go to Wanren Tower."
"Speaking of which, the Sword Trial Building seems to be designed after the Wanren Building in the Sword Palace. It's almost the same except that it's smaller."
"When you told me, I realized that it was really...hey, why is the building crooked!"
The two sword palace envoys watched blankly as the sword trial building slowly tilted.
Inside the building, the sword wind is raging now!
The damaged ground unleashed the maximum power of the magic circle, and the entire sword-testing building made an overwhelming creaking sound and was about to collapse.
Above everyone's head, a cyclone ten times stronger than before appeared!
The sword energy whizzed down like a spinning sickle.
Several members of the aristocratic family holding low-grade magic weapons had their swords smashed into pieces, and they flew out of the building covered in blood, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.
The only ones who persisted were Yun Que, Chu Xi and Han Jiao.
Among them, Yun Que is the easiest.
The Nine Tribulations Sword was like a fish in water in his hands. Although it could not produce sword energy, its level was far superior to the other two's mid-grade magic weapons. It was easy to block the surge of trial sword energy!
Chu Xi gradually couldn't hold it any longer.
His physical condition is the worst and he is already overwhelmed.
When he was about to fail, Chu Xi gritted his teeth, raised the Blue Magpie Sword and rushed towards Yun Que.
"I can't go to the Sword Palace, and you don't want to go either!"
Fighting is not prohibited in the sword trial building, it's just that no one does it.
Even resisting the baptism of sword energy requires all your strength, who has the time to find trouble for others.
Chu Xi planned to break the jar and drag Yun Que into the water with him.
Yun Que refused to dodge and raised his sword to strike. He only heard the crisp sound of gold and iron and an explosion.
After the sword light passed, the Blue Magpie Sword broke into two halves.
"My sword! My middle grade blue magpie sword!"
Chu Xi was so shocked that he lost his mind.
Before he could pick up the broken sword, it was blown away by the incoming trial sword energy.
Hanjiao witnessed everything, and she was extremely surprised.
The trial sword energy that fell on her was so thick that it made her breathless, but Yun Que stood there with ease as usual.
When Han Jiao was about to lose her strength, she saw Yun Que raising his sword to strike.
"Don't bully young people into poverty. If a person has ambition, he will definitely have opportunities."
Following the young man's whisper, most of the trial sword energy above Han Jiao's head was split open.
They are not killing her, but helping her!
Hanjiao was like a drowning person grabbing at straws, trying her best to finally hold on.
For the first time, she discovered that Yanmen Town's demon-like Han Shuihou actually had such a free and easy side.
There was a loud roar, and the wooden building could no longer hold up and collapsed.
The onlookers screamed and fled in all directions.
Amid the flying boards and debris, the boy in white stood with his head held high!