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Volume 1 Chapter 427 The Final Competition

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    Xiao Zhishui nodded and took the seat next to Wang Yankun.  After Zhi Shui sat down, all the disciples naturally came forward to greet him.  After the ceremony, Wang Yankun said to Siyu: "Siyu, take Xingye to the back hall to change clothes, and then let Xingye have a good rest." "Okay" Siyu agreed happily. The little girl had many things to ask.  As for Hoshino, Wang Yankun just gave her such an opportunity to be alone with her brother Hoshino, how could she not be happy?  After walking out of the front hall and the back door, Siyu took Xingye's hand and said as he walked: "Brother Xingye, you scared me to death at that time."  At the moment when Jie Guanghua was in chaos and on the verge of exploding, my heart felt cold and completely despairing.  If Lin Haotian hadn't used the Jingshen Drum to cheer up his sanity at the critical moment, how could he have the confidence to make the last stand?  "Brother Xingye, how were you able to pull out that flag? I remember grandpa said that no one in the Qianyuan Sect has ever been able to pull out this flag. Well, I heard that Uncle Qi'er also tried it back then, and it didn't work at all.  I can't pull it out. Brother Xingye, you are amazing." Siyu's bright eyes suddenly flashed, full of admiration.  In the eyes of others, Xingye's hair is disheveled, his clothes are ragged, his face is faintly stained with dried blood, and he is in a complete mess. But in Siyu's eyes, Xingye at this moment is her hero and her pride.  Hoshino thought for a while and said: "I can't tell you clearly about this, but the situation at that time was different from that of Master and the others. Their lives were safe, but if I didn't pull out the flag, I would be dead.  Maybe he was pushed into a desperate situation, so he tried his best because he was afraid of death. " "Brother Xingye, are you also afraid of death?" Siyu frowned, feeling a little incomprehensible. Brother Xingye is not brave.  Have you always been pretty big and are you afraid of death?  Hoshino laughed and said: "Of course I'm afraid. Siyu, there are many meaningful things in this world waiting for us to do, many kindnesses waiting to be repaid, and many beautiful things waiting for us to experience, but alone  You only have one life. If you die, you will have nothing, except fools and irresponsible people. How can you not be afraid?" Siyu nodded thoughtfully and said, "Brother Xingye, I think you said that.  "It makes sense. But it doesn't matter. Just be good. However, I heard everyone was praising you." Hoshino shook his head and said, "I don't care about others, I just want to be peaceful.  Live your life." When Siyu heard what Xingye said, he pouted and said reluctantly: "You still say you want to live a peaceful life. Just think about it. How long have you been practicing swordplay all day long?  After finishing speaking, he clapped his fingers and said, "One day, two days, three days."  Hongdi said: "Ah, so you remember, if I don't come to you, you can't come to me?  Brother Hoshino, you are so bad." Hoshino shook his head and said: "Master once said that the road to cultivation is very difficult. If you want to live a peaceful life, if you want not to be bullied, and if you want to live longer than others, you must do it.  His fists are harder than others, and his cultivation is deeper than others. Therefore, in order to live a peaceful life, Brother Hoshino does not dare to relax even for a moment.  " Siyu thought for a while and said: "Well, grandpa also told me this, but it's not as true as yours. When he said this, I wanted to sleep. When you said it, I felt it made sense.  Brother Hoshino, do you think it¡¯s strange?  " Walking from the front hall to the back hall, the two of them took a shortcut through the middle hall, and walked under the warm sunshine in winter. The ragged Hoshino hugged the slim Siyu.  , just walking slowly, as if we were not walking a long way, but walking through this life together. The two hours passed very quickly, especially on a day like this, it passed very fast, and many people still passed by.  Unable to escape from the thrill of the morning, I suddenly realized that the last moment had arrived. Based on the comprehensive rankings of the first two assessments, a preliminary ranking list had been published, with the number plates of two hundred disciples engraved on them according to their respective rankings.  They are arranged one after another on a huge trumpet stand, which stands in the front section of the Jieyin Hall Square.  Ten arenas with a height of one person and a radius of ten feet were erected early. As soon as the Shenshi time came, the Jingshen drum sounded three times, and the last event of the Qianyuan Sect competition: sword fighting, has officially begun. As usual,  According to the order of ranking, the lower-ranked disciples can challenge the higher-ranked disciples, and the outcome will be determined in one battle. If they win, they will take their place. If they lose, they will return to their original position and wait for others to challenge, and they will lose the qualification to challenge again. Such a cruel single-elimination elimination.  However, there is a two-hour buffer at noon. Except for Xingye, who is ranked first and is in urgent need of healing, the other disciples have already decided how to challenge in the afternoon.??, I have thought clearly about how to accept challenges and other matters.  Therefore, the first wave of sword fighting began soon.  The masters of the Jindan period serve as referees for each arena. The determination of winning or losing is actually very simple. On the arena, everything depends on strength and flying swords. Whose flying sword is shot down and who is forced by the opponent's flying sword.  If a vital point is reached, whoever is forced to leave the ring by the opponent will naturally lose.  Therefore, the referees are not only responsible for inspecting the flying swords and confirming that the two parties in the sword fight are not sneaking around, their more important role is to deal with emergencies and protect the lives of the disciples.  With the referee¡¯s order, on the square in front of the reception hall, the sword energy suddenly flashed with cold light, and the sound of ¡°clang¡± of flying swords could be heard.  In just a moment, the game was over. Those who won were naturally filled with joy, while those who lost were naturally dejected.  As the sun sets and night falls, the main hall is once again glorious and grand, and the square is as bright as day, which does not affect the disciples' sword fighting at all.  At this time, the edge of the challenge had begun to point towards the top ten, and the disciple ranked tenth was the first to bear the brunt and accepted the competition three times in a row.  "If it weren't for the rule that a disciple could only accept three fights at most, I'm afraid this disciple would have been tortured to death by the wheel battle.  When this disciple is fighting with others, other disciples who have the right to challenge must choose someone else. When this disciple loses three people in a row and tenaciously holds on to the tenth position, he will move up in order from ninth place.  ,Except for Hoshino and Zheng Xuanlong, every disciple has accepted a different number of challenges. Of course, the higher the ranking, the fewer the number of challenges.
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