Ji Wuyu sat aside with a beast head wine glass: "It may be that Ji Yichuan asked his son to try it in advance, after all, even if he fails, Ji Ning can try again in four years." ” Ji Lie nodded.
'They had two chances, but we couldn't lose once.'
Ji Lie showed a hint of a smile, "Fortunately, I accepted Yizi back then." ” Immediately, Ji Lie said to the servant beside him: "Let Zhen come to see me" "Yes, master."
The barefoot maid bowed down.
A moment later, a tall young man in golden fur strode in, this young man was imposing, his face was covered with a layer of golden fluff, and his eyes were faintly golden, unlike ordinary people, he was also carrying a black straight knife at any time.
The whole person strode in, and at first glance, it looked like a lean golden retriever.
Although he is only thirteen years old, his height is slightly taller than Ji Liedu.
"Father."
Zhen shouted respectfully.
"Huh."
Ji Lie looked at his righteous son and nodded with satisfaction, "The Golden Sword Ceremony is held once every four years, I will arrange for someone to report your name to participate in this Golden Sword Ceremony, I only have one request to win the Golden Sword."
"Yes."
The voice was deep and deep.
"Hmm."
Ji Lie nodded with satisfaction, he has adopted many righteous sons, but there are very few that satisfy him, Zhen is the one that makes him extremely satisfied, this time let Zhen go to the Golden Sword Ceremony to hinder Ji Ning, Ji Lie is also full of confidence.
Ji Lie said again: "What you need to be careful this time is Ji Ning, the only son of Ji Yichuan, the dripping sword, although he has not experienced the real life and death battle, but after all, he is cultivating the top method and mastery of our Ji clan."
Although the method I taught you is also a top-notch method, it is still slightly inferior to his. ” He nodded.
He understood that he was just an adopted son.
And Ji Ning is the only son of Ji Yichuan, the dripping sword, and the most promising successor to the lord of the mansion.
The difference in status between the two is too great, Ji Ning can easily get the top method of the Ji clan, but it is impossible for him to get the strongest mastery of a tribe as an adopted son.
"And Ji Ning has just reached the realm of the unity of man and sword this year."
Ji Lie looked at Yizi, "You don't have to be careless." ” "Sons must win."
He said in a low voice.
The Golden Sword Ceremony begins A large number of tribal teenagers continued to fight from the bottom, and one by one the teenagers were eliminated, and the stronger ones remained.
After more than a month of fighting, the strongest eight teenagers were finally selected.
To be precise, seven teenagers were selected by the final, and one is Ji Ning, who was directly set as the top eight without a competition Ji Ning, the genius boy of Ji's Xifu, the only son of the Dripping Sword Ji Yichuan.
According to Ji's Xifu's external rhetoric, Ji Ning's strength is very strong, and there is no need to conduct a bottom-level competition, and he directly gets a top eight place. wrath uneven "Hmph, wait for the last day, meet seven other opponents, this Ji Ning must have lost badly."
"It's unscrupulous" "The Face of the Lost Clan" Some tribal teenagers secretly muttered, as for the news that Ji Ning had reached the realm of human and sword integration, there were still very few people from those tribes who knew about it.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa" battle flag hunting.
The howling cold wind can't extinguish the heat in the hearts of countless people, because today is the last day of the Golden Sword Ceremony In the center of the vast martial arts training ground of the martial arts hall, there was a huge battle platform, and under the battle platform stood eight tribal teenagers, one of whom was Ji Ning wearing a animal skin.
On the outer periphery, a large number of black-armored guards surrounded the battle platform and guarded it, making the tens of thousands of tribal teenagers who had gathered to watch the battle, the people of Xifu City, and so on, not dare to take a step beyond the thunder pool.
"Here we are."
"The innate beings are here."
The tens of thousands of spectators gathered were excited, the Golden Sword Ceremony lasted for so many days, and there were not so many spectators in ordinary times, only today was special because today was the last day of the Golden Sword Ceremony, and the final eight would have a final competition to select the strongest person to win the Golden Sword.
On the last day of the Golden Sword Ceremony, there will also be many legendary innate beings who will come to watch the battle "The one riding the long-necked beast is the Celestial Fire Hammer."
"The one riding a white tiger is the number one archer of our Ji Clan's Xifu" "That, that's the fire god Ji Lie" "Look, there is a snow-white big dog next to the Dripping Sword, it is the Dripping Sword Ji Yichuan, and the snow-white big dog next to him is the congenital spirit beast Bai Shuize."
"Mansion Master" "The head of the mansion, Ji Youyang, also appeared."
"Why are there so many innate beings?"
"So many innate beings" There was an uproar, a frenzy.
After all, the Golden Sword Ceremony is held once every four years, and generally a few innate beings come here to watch the battle, but this time many legendary existences, such as Ji Yichuan, the first person in the Xifu of the Ji Clan, who has always been very mysterious, actually came, and Ji Lie, who was as arrogant as the god of fire, also came The ten deacons came one by one, and none of them were absent.
Because this time it is not only the Golden Sword Ceremony, but more importantly, this is the test battle of the Mansion Master candidates, as long as Ji Ning wins the Golden Sword, he will be the next Mansion Lord.
This involves the major event of the inheritance of the mansion master, and most of the innate beings of the entire Ji Clan's West Mansion are naturally present.
"Today is the last day of the Golden Sword Ceremony."
A cold voice sounded, and a long-haired woman with a blue glow stood on the battle platform, "Now, please invite eight teenagers to the battle platform." ” Brush brush brush Eight figures jumped onto the battlefield one after another.
Ji Ning glanced at it and found that almost all of the other seven opponents were looking at him.
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Obviously, as the only one in the top eight who was directly condemned without fighting at the bottom, he was rejected by these seven opponents.
"Do you think I want to" Ji Ning pouted, and was directly set as the top eight, which was completely determined by the mansion master Ji Youyang, "But these seven guys are really tall, even if they are women, the shortest one is also one meter seven."
Slightly taller than me, that stupid big guy is afraid of two meters three. ” Although they are all teenagers, after all, all of them are successful in cultivation, most of them are close to sixteen years old, only Ji Ning is only ten years old, and he is naturally the thinnest.
"The eight of you will fight one by one, the loser will fall, and the winner will stay.
Decide the top four.
After that, the top two will be decided, and the strongest will be decided.
"The long-haired woman is humane.
Ji Ning and the other seven teenagers listened. suddenly "Stop," a cold voice sounded.
The tribal boys who watched the battle and the tens of thousands of people in Xifu City all followed the sound, and even the long-haired woman frowned and looked back, she was also a congenital soul of the Ji family's Xifu, and she only came to preside over it because it was the last day.
Who was interrupted at this time, so she turned her head to see that it was a cold man dressed in white animal skins who spoke.
The long-haired woman shuddered.
"It's the Dripping Sword Ji Yichuan."
"Dripping Sword."
"The dripping sword stood there like a huge iceberg, and I felt a chill in my heart."
Watching the battle, tens of thousands of people had excitement in their eyes, every innate creature was like a god and demon, and Ji Yichuan was the most dazzling existence on this land, a legendary existence.
Ji Yichuan sat there and said indifferently: "The last day of the Golden Sword Ceremony is to decide the strongest among the eight of them and win the Golden Sword.
In my opinion, let Ji Ning beat them seven by one."
"One to seven" The long-haired woman was stunned, "This, this" "What" "One against seven, and the other seven are the most gifted teenagers."
"This" Shocked.
Even Ji Youyang, the mansion master who was sitting next to Ji Yichuan, was slightly stunned, but Ji Lie, the old man with poisonous snakes sitting on the other side of Ji Youyang, laughed: "Okay, one to seven, Ji Ning is a very talented young man in my Ji family's West Mansion, even if he fails, it is a kind of training, but if Yichuan is one to seven, what if you lose?"
"If you lose, you should admit defeat, and you won't have the golden sword," Ji Yichuan said indifferently.
"Okay."
Ji Lie nodded.
Ji Youyang looked at Ji Yichuan suspiciously, and then spoke: "Just like what Yichuan said." ” "Yes, Lord."
Seeing this, the long-haired woman nodded, and the two largest factions in the Ji Clan's Western Mansion both nodded, so she naturally didn't say much, she could only secretly sigh that Ji Yichuan was too arrogant.
"You wait eight."
The long-haired woman looked at the eight teenagers, "Choose weapons from me, and after choosing weapons, listen to my orders, and when I give an order, Ji Ning will fight against the seven of you."
Ji Ning loses, or all seven of you lose, and this battle is over. ” "Wow."
The long-haired woman waved her hand, and there were suddenly a lot of weapons on the battle platform, all kinds of things, the only thing was that there was no attack "Choose."
The long-haired woman is humane.
Ji Ning and the other eight teenagers all stepped forward and quickly chose weapons, and Ji Ning also chose a black long sword with a tough texture of about fifty catties.
The tens of thousands of spectators gathered below were discussing, many of them saw Ji Yichuan for the first time, and they felt that Ji Yichuan was like a 10,000-year-old iceberg: "Ji Yichuan is too arrogant, and the same is true for his son, even if that Ji Ning is really stronger than the other seven people, but if he faces the attack of seven people at the same time, how can he win?"
"It's crazy."
"That Ji Ning heard that he was only ten years old, so he was ordered by his father to come to the Golden Sword Ceremony, and let him have a pair of sevens.
It's pathetic. ” Many spectators began to sympathize with Ji Ning, after all, the eight teenagers on the battle platform, Ji Ning was the thinnest and the youngest, Ji Ning was a handsome, thin and delicate teenager, and his father was famous for being cold and harsh, and he could fully imagine how this teenager was usually demanded by his father.
"Picked," the long-haired woman looked at the eight teenagers.
Seven of the teenagers stood on the side of the battle, wielding scimitars, spears, straight knives, or sharp swords.
They all stared at Ji Ning.
On the other side of the battle platform was the lonely Ji Ning.
Ji Ning held a sword in his hand and looked at the other side calmly.
"Since it's all chosen."
With a wave of her hand, the long-haired woman put away the pile of unopened weapons next to her, and said, "Then let's begin." ” As soon as the words fell.
The seven figures on the other side of the swishing battle platform quickly rushed out one by one, and pounced on Ji Ning on the other side of the battle platform at the same time
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