Ruan Qingyan's eyes were empty and stagnant. Several breaths had passed and she still didn't want to believe it all.
"How could this happen...you..." She looked at Mo Jian and couldn't calm down for a long time.
As one of the Seven Lords of the Ming Dynasty, with a cultivation level as high as level 5 Yuan Luo, she was supposed to enter the next round of group competition, but ended up stopping there.
"The desert sword wins."
Looking at everything that happened on the forum, Chu Ying made an accurate announcement. There was a huge gap in strength between the two, and Ruan Qingyan had no chance of winning if they continued to fight.
Mo Jian put away the Xuan Kong Sword and turned around and left the discussion platform after hearing the news of his victory.
Cangxu Dao nodded with satisfaction. Mo Jian's swordsmanship talent was still above him. In the past few years, under Cang Xuanya's personal teaching, both his cultivation and swordsmanship had made great progress. It was expected that he could easily defeat Ruan Qingyan now.
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"The Cangtian Sword Pavilion of the Yantian Empire has produced another amazingly talented person, alas." Linghu Ya sighed slightly.
Wugui Sword Sect's status in the Snow Eagle Empire is roughly equivalent to Cangtian Sword Pavilion's status in Yantian Empire. They are both the leading sects in swordsmanship. However, twenty years ago, his master failed to enter the top ten, and Cangxu Dao
Rushing to seventh place, this huge gap and failure caused his master to have inner demons, and he could only place his hope on him.
But twenty years later, he saw with his own eyes that Ruan Qingyan, who was also a fifth-level Yuan Luo, was easily defeated by Mo Jian. He knew that he would never be able to defeat Mo Jian or surpass Cangtian Jiange.
He can also defeat Ruan Qingyan, but it will be very difficult, while Mo Jian can defeat her easily. This is the gap.
Mo Jian's performance is amazing. After so long, only a few geniuses with swords have appeared in twenty battles, and Mo Jian's sword power and sword power should be the strongest among them.
So far, six of the fourteen battles have been fought, and there are still eight battles left.
In the following battle, both sides were probably about equal in strength. The shortest battle took a quarter of an hour to decide the winner, while the longest battle lasted a full half an hour.
But during the long wait, another alternative appeared - Wu Lingjing. This seemingly inconspicuous figure was actually one of Snow Eagle's Four Wonders.
In fact, Snow Eagle's Four Ultimate Skills are nothing extraordinary. After all, Ruan Qingyan, one of the Seven Lords of the Ming Dynasty, was defeated miserably by Mo Jian. A fifth-level Yuan Luo couldn't even enter the group stage of the Empire Forum, which has to be lamented.
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But Wu Lingjing defeated his opponent with just one move.
His opponent is a fourth-level Yuan Luo.
This made everyone start to pay attention to this young man from the Wizard God's Cave in the southern border of Snow Eagle. Is he hiding his strength and preparing to compete for the highest position?
The fourteenth battle ended and it was almost evening.
Chu Ying fell into the Dao Forum. In two days, all twenty-eight elimination rounds were completed, which also meant that the Imperial Dao Forum was about to enter the final stage, the group battle!
"Everyone, the second round of the elimination round has come to an end. The twenty-eight geniuses will be randomly grouped tomorrow. After the grouping, the final battle of the Empire Forum will begin. As for the specific rules, I will explain them to you in detail tomorrow. Today
The battle is over, please go back and have a good rest for the twenty-eight promoted geniuses to prepare for tomorrow's group battle..."
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Tomorrow's group battle will be based on scores, from high to low. No matter which group Yan Ting is assigned to, he will be the first to start, so this night no one will drag him to discuss the next battle, but give him
Rest well in his quiet environment.
Yan Ting had a lot of thoughts in his mind. He had already passed through the first and second knockout rounds safely, and he was halfway to his goal of becoming famous. The two knockout rounds made millions of people present know about the Fengxuan Empire.
With him, Yan Ting, once he goes one step further and breaks into the top ten or even the top five, his reputation in the Fengxuan Empire will be even greater, and the status of the Yan clan will naturally rise.
But as several hidden people gradually revealed their true strength, he began to worry, could he really defeat them?
Ye Sixuan, Feng Hanyao, Long Ze, Qu Qingyang, Chu Tianxuan, Gui Sha, Mo Jian, Wu Lingjing...
The powerful strength displayed by these familiar names has already created a slight sense of oppression on him.
"Huh!" Yan Ting rubbed his eyes and sighed softly.
"Why aren't you asleep yet?" Qin Feiling appeared at the door at some unknown time. She looked at Yan Ting sitting in front of the window, her eyebrows slightly condensed, and she asked softly.
Yan Ting smiled bitterly: "I'm not sleepy, so I can't sleep."
Qin Feiling walked up to Yan Ting and touched his face with her jade hand. Yan Ting's expression paused, but instead of stopping him, he stretched out his hand to cover Qin Feiling's palm.
"Don't think too much, haven't you always been very confident? Why did you become depressed after watching their game? The Yan Ting I know is not like this." Qin Feiling said with a smile.
"Then what do you know about me?" Yan Ting looked at Qin Feiling with soft eyes and asked with a smile.
Qin Feiling gave a long hum and smiled: "The Yan Ting I know is reserved and restrained. When we first met, he was as shy as a little girl. He couldn't fight back when he was hit or scolded. He couldn't even scold him.
He is always causing trouble, fighting with others every now and then, with injuries all over his body, doing things regardless of the consequences, and always asking others to wipe his butt..."
Yan Ting's brows darkened, and his expression became increasingly ugly.
Qin Feiling pursed her lips and smiled, then suddenly changed the topic: "But, he is brave, decisive, righteous, responsible, never bullies, full of self-confidence, not afraid of anything, no matter what, no matter what, he is not afraid of his family, friends, and teachers.
He is willing to devote himself wholeheartedly to his brothers. He is like an ignorant boy who grew up into an upright young man in just two years."
Qin Feiling's gentle gaze made Yan Ting confused.
"You are now standing on the path of empire. You are about to step on the geniuses of the Seven Kingdoms and look down on the world. You have to prove to the world that Yan Ting of the Fengxuan Empire is the strongest. On your shoulders, you carry the Yan clan's support for you.
Expectations, and your responsibility to the Yan Clan, you want to be famous in the Seven Kingdoms, you want to bring the Yan Clan to the top and establish a foothold in the imperial city, why, you haven’t accomplished these things yet, and you don’t even believe in yourself?”
Yan Ting let out a long sigh, raised his head and sighed: "Yeah, why don't I even believe in myself? After watching their game, I found that some people in the Seven Kingdoms are stronger than I expected, and
I don’t want to think about how to surpass them. Instead, I complain here and my mood is affected. It’s really stupid.”
"Stupid indeed."
As soon as Yan Ting finished speaking, he was ridiculed by Qin Feiling without hesitation, but Yan Ting did not get angry because of this, but looked at Qin Feiling with a smile.
"You are the hope for the future of the Yan tribe. If even these people can have an impact on you, then how will you go in the future? Yan Ting, show off the momentum and confidence you showed in Zhulu Academy when you were one against a hundred. They
No matter how strong we are, can it be stronger than the Amber we faced at that time? Even Amber can't stop our progress, so what can they do?"
"In Red Feather City, you are the young master of the Yan Clan, and in Zhulu Academy, you are the leader of the Yan League. Both the Yan Clan and the Yan League hope that you will return in triumph with good news. Grandpa Xiao and your senior brothers are here for you.
I didn't come all the way to watch the game just to see you depressed. You didn't show it outside. I know you didn't want them to worry, but hiding behind here alone and feeling depressed, wouldn't you be letting them down?
Trust you?"
Yan Ting chuckled in relief. He pursed his lips, gently held Qin Feiling's hands, then put them together, wrapped his own hands around hers, and put them in front of his mouth.
A refreshing fragrance hit his nostrils. He lowered his head, moved his hand to his forehead, then raised his head again and looked at Qin Feiling.
"Thank you, Fei Ling."
Qin Feiling's face slightly condensed.
Yan Ting sighed softly and said: "I always thought that I was strong enough. No matter where I went, no matter what I encountered, I would not have any fear. Until later, there was one less person around me, and I
I discovered that it was not that I was not afraid, but because there was someone standing behind me and being my strongest support, I was able to move forward with confidence and courage, because I knew that no matter what happened, he would help me clean up the mess."
"When I was in Death Tianze, I was in danger several times and was once in a dead end. I was really scared at that time because there was no one around me and it was an unfamiliar environment. If something happened to me, no one would help me.
I was afraid that I would die, so my desire to survive at that time was extremely strong, and I almost sacrificed my life to fight those crocodile-men to the death."
"When I arrived in the Qidu Desert, I was involved in a turmoil because of the robbers. In those few months, I killed many people. No one stopped me or dissuaded me. I ran around in confusion like a madman.
I fell into despair and no one offered me salvation.”
"Actually, I am not that brave. The reason why I move forward is because there is a reason why I cannot retreat. When I encounter a powerful enemy, I will retreat. When I encounter unsolvable difficulties, I will abandon them. Just like this imperial theory
, my purpose is just to become famous, so that everyone in the Fengxuan Empire knows about the Yan clan, so that the Yan clan can be safe and strong in the days when I am not around, and will not suffer disasters, but now the purpose of becoming famous has been achieved, after seeing their strength
, a feeling of retreat has quietly arisen, causing me to have a very low fighting spirit now. Even if I can continue to fight, I guess it will be difficult for me to be their opponent."
Yan Ting grinned: "However, it won't happen now. I suddenly found a new goal. I am willing to fight for this goal. No matter what the result is, I will try my best, even if
Even if I lose badly, I won’t regret it.”
Concubine Qin smiled sweetly and said: "What target did you find?"
Yan Ting raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and after thinking for a while, he finally said: "That target... is you!"
Qin Feiling's expression froze.
"Fei Ling, you are my strongest supporter in Zhulu Academy. No matter what happens to me, you can always help me deal with the consequences perfectly. Without you, I would not be where I am today."
"What I have done for the Yan Clan is about to be completed. The next battle, I think, is not only for the Yan Clan, but also for you. I can fight for you in the top ten, top five, and top three seats, even if
It’s number one, I can give it a try.”
Qin Feiling pursed her lips and looked at Yan Ting with strange eyes. Yan Ting frowned slightly. Could it be that Qin Feiling was angry because he said something too much?
"Pfft!" Qin Concubine Ling couldn't help but burst into laughter, which made the confused Yan Ting suddenly overjoyed.
"Your brain finally opened up, and you finally want to do something for me." Concubine Qin knocked Yan Ting on the head resentfully.
Yan Ting felt relieved. He thought Qin Feiling was really angry.
"Then tell me, which seat do you plan to get for me?" Qin Feiling's slender fingers kept playing with Yan Ting's hair, and her voice was soft and authentic.
Yan Ting's heart was trembling, and he was confused. He grabbed Qin Feiling's hand, and after thinking for a while, he smiled and said: "Then be the first. This can be regarded as my first promise to you."