When the boy stood up, no one could have imagined that he would still be able to stand up.

The ring was full of people inside and out, mainly local cultivators in Southern Chu, anyway, in the Southern Chu Imperial Prayer Province, or Southern Chu cultivators were more open, and most of them stayed downstairs.

Looking at Ying Xun, who was vomited blood by Ye Siyuan's blow, there was a cheer among the Nanchu cultivators in the audience. Upstairs, the former Qin cultivators who regarded Ying Xun as their last hope had a gloomy gaze.

"Ginger is still old and spicy! How could this nephew beat his uncle! ”

"But Master Ye is only one year older than Ying Xun's son......"

"After all, he is the senior brother of the Fire Academy, and he has martial arts within the Fire Academy before, and Gongzi Yingxun has never won against Young Master Ye once!"

"But Master Ye is ruthless enough this time...... No one will be able to stand up now......"

However, amid the cheers of the Nanchu cultivators, the young man stood up.

Everyone outside the arena watched this scene in amazement, especially high-level cultivators.

Ji Jiashu stood by the window of Wuyige, looking at Yingxun who stood up staggeringly, and there was a slight change in his eyes.

Chen Zichu noticed his reaction and looked at him with a frown, "Jiashu, what's going on?" Do you see something? ”

Just when Yingxun stood up, Ji Jiashu suddenly stood up and walked to the window, revealing a surprised look.

It's nothing if it's someone else, but this is Ji Jiashu.

Xu Yishan looked at Ji Jiashu's back, and his eyes were slightly deep. It's just because they all know that in the eyes of cultivators who are one level higher than their own, they can often predict the outcome of battles against cultivators who are lower than their own level.

The height of the station is different, especially the level of rank five, which has a huge difference in strength, as long as the opponent makes a few moves, the high-level cultivator can find out the opponent's strength. This is one of the reasons why it is impossible to win the cross-tier battle.

Ying Xun and Ye Siyuan are only level six, not to mention that both of them are frequent visitors to the Southern Chu State Teacher's Mansion and Jixia Academy, and they are cultivators that Ji Jiashu is very familiar with.

In other words, in fact, before the start of this battle, Ji Jiashu already knew the result.

But at this time, his reaction, could it be that what happened on the field exceeded his prediction?

Something happened that even Chunhuajun didn't expect?

Ji Jiashu turned his head when he heard this, and when he saw Xu Yishan and Chen Zichu's solemn eyes, he understood what they were thinking.

It was true that he had been able to predict the outcome of those two men before he started, but he had never liked it before for high-level cultivators to make so-called predictions. He had always believed that it was precisely because of the rapid changes on the battlefield that his cultivation was so mysterious and fascinating.

But he has rarely encountered a situation where his prediction is wrong, so he simply does not predict at all.

Until today.

Ying Xun in the ring caused the cultivators on the side of the ring to exclaim, but Ji Jiashu stopped looking at him, and looked slightly sideways at the ...... who was sitting next to Ji Ange The woman.

Until today.

There was a young girl who broke his prediction.

Maybe it's not the first time that he first saw the first hint of screening in the fourth palace of the Jixia School Palace, but that was Xu Yishan suppressed the realm, Ji Jiashu is not sure yet, but I saw it today.

The girl repeatedly broke the common sense of the world, breaking the predictions that a high-level cultivator could make.

And he, for the first time, encountered the variables on the battlefield.

Ying Baoyue's shot made Ji Jiashu interested in predicting this kind of thing for the first time in a long time, and wanted to predict it once, but at that time, he didn't expect Ying Xun to also act differently than usual.

"What happened to Ying Xun just now?" Chen Zichu walked up to Ji Jiashu, "Don't tell me you can't see it." ”

"If Ye Siyuan hadn't taken the pill, the two of them should have been able to tie." Ji Jiashu said quietly.

Ying Xun and Ye Siyuan faced each other, and the winning and losing rate in Jixia School Palace was fifty-five, and Ye Siyuan could sometimes win a little more. In the National Teacher's Mansion and the Hou Mansion, Ye Siyuan has won Yingxun more times, and he can win seven or eight times out of ten.

It's just that whether Ying Xun lost because his skills were not as good as talents, or because of other reasons, I don't know.

"Ying Xun's sword skills should be slightly higher than Ye Siyuan," Ji Jiashu said lightly, looking at the sword that the young man on the stage held tightly in his hand, "But Ye Siyuan's true yuan is slightly stronger than him." ”

At this time, Ye Siyuan's face on the stage was flushed with some abnormal flushes, and Ji Jiashu's eyes were slightly deep. This person lost to Xu Yishan before, and it is impossible to say what pills he may have taken during the rest time after that.

Relying on external forces is the consistent practice of the Ye family.

"According to Ying Xun's original strength, Ye Siyuan's move just now, he shouldn't be able to stand up." Ji Jiashu looked at the young man who was shaking but did stand up and said slowly.

Although the elixir and other boosts are strong, they have a limited duration, while the battle for the first place and the feast of Jixia have no time limit. Ye Siyuan obviously wanted to fight quickly, and the move just now was a dead move.

Because they know each other, they know where their dead line is.

Judging from the strength that Ying Xun has shown so far, Ye Siyuan's ultimate move specially designed for him cannot leave him a chance to fight back.

Ye Siyuan's reaction on the high platform also confirmed Ji Jiashu's guess.

"You...... No way! Looking at Ying Xun who stood up, Ye Siyuan seemed to see an impossible picture, and the aura on his body was disordered for a moment.

"What? Then how can this kid ......" Chen Zichu in the Wuyi Pavilion was stunned when he heard Ji Jiashu's words, but looking at the scene in front of him, he suddenly remembered the scene when Chen Zihan fought before.

and a word that the woman said at the time.

"Wait, is this kid ......" Chen Zichu turned his head to look behind him.

Ji Jiashu also remembered something at this time.

At this moment, he suddenly saw something out of the corner of his eye, and he was slightly stunned.

"Ye Gongzi," and at this time, Ying Xun, who stood up on the high platform, stood up, looked at the incredulous Ye Siyuan, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and clenched the Chu Sword in his hand.

"I'm sorry, there are some things I can't say."

I'm sorry to hide it from so many people.

He didn't mean to deceive anyone. Even he couldn't remember where some of the memories came from.

Maybe he was once a noble royal family of the former Qin, but under the fence of Southern Chu, there were some things he could only hide in his heart.

But fortunately, he still remembered, even if his heart didn't remember what his body remembered.

At this moment, the atmosphere on the high platform suddenly changed, and compared to the raging fire trees and silver flowers before, an unimaginable silence and precision enveloped the entire ring.

Looking at Ying Xun's straight arm holding the sword, Ji Jiashu was slightly stunned, although Ying Xun's performance was not outstanding among the younger generation, but every time Ying Xun fought against others, no matter whether he won or lost, his eyes were often attracted by his posture of holding the sword.

Exceptionally precise, each sword move seems to have been carved out of a mold.

Ying Xun's swordsmanship, although it does not have a gorgeous ultimate, is far more solid than Ye Siyuan in terms of technology.

It's even more accurate and solid than anyone in the Jixia School Palace Fire Courtyard.

This is not the style of the current Fire Academy, nor is it the style of Mr. Haoran, for the Fire Courtyard, which has always pursued strong offensive moves, Ying Xun's swordsmanship is incompatible.

This difference and precision seemed to have been engraved on his body from a long time ago.

Before his current division, someone had left these things on him.

Standing in the ring, Ying Xun's arms were straight, as if he could still feel the pain of the branches when he was a child when he twitched in the crook of his arm.

One time at a time, exactly the same.

It's just a gesture, but that person can insist that he repeat it a thousand times.

Don't think about any laziness, even if it's just a little bit, you can't escape her eyes.

No matter what the person is doing, the branches will be drawn up with precision.

When he didn't understand anything, he used to hate the figure who had been holding the branch in his memory, and perhaps because of this hatred, he chose to forget her.

But it was then that he suddenly realized what was so precious that he had acquired.

And it is that precision that allows him to use that sword technique today.

If the fire tree silver flower is a sword technique with strong attack power and relatively easy to learn in the fire sword, then there is also a sword technique in the fire sword, which is not favored by the fire law because it is too cumbersome and delicate.

"That's it!"

Ji Jiashu by the window shrank his eyes and looked at the sword flower in Yingxun's hand.

The fire sword, the sword technique with the most surviving moves so far, has more than ten digits of sword moves, and the sword technique of ten or more is rarely seen in actual combat because of its high difficulty.

And at this time, it finally appeared.

At the moment when Ying Xun took out the sword, Ji Jiashu saw a smile on the corner of the girl's mouth in the corner of his eyes.

Just when everyone was nervous and shocked, the girl was actually laughing.

The stars, the sun and the moon are high in the sky, and the snow is scattered and fireworks are all over the sea.

The rising flames on the young man's blade illuminated the smile on the corner of Ying Baoyue's mouth.

"The Tenth Sword of Fire"

In the ring, Ying Xun looked at Ye Siyuan, who was forcibly raising a large amount of true yuan on the other side, and spoke softly.

"Fireworks on earth."