Not many people heard Ying Baoyue's words, and even if someone heard them, no one would believe them.

The bell rings, the battle platform is on, and the battle has begun.

Guichen and his opponent in this round, Zhou Zhihuan, a disciple of the Fire Academy, stood opposite each other.

"You are the guard of the former Qin princess?"

Zhou Zhihuan drew his sword out of its sheath and looked coldly at the young man who had a friendship with him not far away.

Guichen also drew his sword out of its sheath, staring at the Fire Academy disciple in front of him with a frosty face and an indifferent and proud expression.

Nominally, Zhou Zhihuan is his senior brother. But he joined the Fire Courtyard just to participate in the Beginner Ceremony, there are many people in Nanchu Fire Method, and it is not necessary to go to the Fire Courtyard to learn the Fire Sword, and he does not have the time to learn the Sword Technique from scratch.

In addition, the disciples of the Fire Courtyard, led by Ye Siyuan, rejected him very much, and no one cared about him when he entered the Fire Courtyard, let alone someone to teach him swordsmanship. Compared with Ying Baoyue, who will go to the Water Courtyard to learn swordsmanship, Guichen rarely goes to the Fire Courtyard, and most of his swordsmanship is taught by Captain Lou, who is also a fire artist, in the Qing'an Academy.

For Zhou Zhihuan, Guichen has only heard of the name, and the two have never seen each other. But I heard that this person has a good relationship with Ye Siyuan, but Ye Siyuan is the first to look forward.

Although the two have never met, the man's disdain for him can be heard in Zhou Zhihuan's words.

"My name is Guichen." Guichen clenched the hilt of the sword in his hand and spoke.

"Does it matter what your name is?" Zhou Zhihuan sneered, "A little person who climbed here by a woman, still thinks that others need to remember your name?" ”

On the high platform, Jiang Yuanyuan frowned and looked at the arrogant disciple of the Fire Academy, "It's a figure from Ye Siyuan's faction again?" ”

Ji Jiashu nodded, "But ......"

"But this person thinks so, not just because of Ye Siyuan." Jiang Yuanyuan said lightly, "There must be many people in the Jixia School Palace who think so. ”

Ji Jiashu's eyes were slightly cold, and he clenched the hilt of the Spring Thunder Sword.

"After all, those people in the Fire Courtyard are proud of themselves," Jiang Yuanyuan sneered, "Being pressed by a woman, I must be quite angry in my heart." ”

Ji Jiashu stared at Zhou Zhihuan, who was indifferent and really angry on the battle platform.

Guichen was actually angered.

These Fire Academy disciples actually looked down on Ying Baoyue, so they even looked down on Guichen, who had a lot to do with her.

"What do you mean by relying on a woman to climb to this position?" Jiang Yuanyuan sarcastically said, "When these people were carried by Ye Siyuan, why didn't they hear them say that they relied on men to climb to this position? ”

Ji Jiashu looked at Jiang Yuanyuan with some surprise when he heard this.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Yuanyuan looked at him.

"I was just a little surprised," Ji Jiashu said, "I didn't expect His Royal Highness to think like this." ”

Because of the blood alliance between Jiang Yuanyuan and Ying Baoyue, Ji Jiashu had tried to speculate on Jiang Yuanyuan's actual thoughts before. But the teenager was hard to see. The contact in this beginner ceremony made Ji Jiashu change his opinion of this prince of Southern Chu a lot.

"I just said that this kid relies on the princess, don't you still refute me," Jiang Yuanyuan snorted coldly, and the next moment his eyes were cold.

"Rely on women," Jiang Yuanyuan sneered, "According to what these boys say, didn't Emperor Taizu, who unified the Shanhai Continent at the beginning, also rely on women to conquer the country?" ”

Ji Jiashu's eyes lit up when he heard this.

It is not a secret that Emperor Taizu and his national teacher conquered the world together. But when people mention it, they will only say that Emperor Taizu is martial arts, and he is eclectic and talented, and even women dare to use it. But few people would look at this first emperor on the Shanhai Continent from this perspective.

"And your father," Jiang Yuanyuan looked at him and said lightly, "It is said that when Ling Zun was practicing, the Great Priest Lin Shubai helped a lot. And those Fire Academy disciples are targeting your father, why don't you mention these at this time? ”

Jiang Yuanyuan looked mocking.

He didn't know if it was because he was the son of a lowly palace maid in the mouth of those historians, but he did feel that there was something wrong with these since he was a child.

Why is it that when a cultivator's noble person is a man, the cultivator is not ashamed to form a gang, and when the noble person is a woman, he should be ashamed to mention it?

What is the truth of this?

Jiang Yuanyuan thought that saying this would also involve his father, and Ji Jiashu, whose parents were both nobles of the family, would be a little angry, but he saw the young man in front of him quietly looking at the high platform when he heard the words.

"So it's their mistake," Ji Jiashu said quietly, "to admit that other people's strength does not distinguish between men and women. ”

He said lightly, "This kind of mind is not worthy of being a cultivator. ”

This time it was a little surprising to change to Jiang Yuanyuan.

And at this moment, he didn't expect the same words to come from the high platform in the next moment.

"You don't remember my name," Guichen said lightly with the long sword in his hand, "I really don't have the strength to be respected. ”

"But you don't have to be jealous that I have a famous teacher to help me to such an extent, right?" The boy spoke lightly.

"Famous teacher?" Zhou Zhihuan laughed angrily when he heard this, "It's just a demon girl who relies on Chunhuajun's favoritism......"

There was a scorching smell in the air, interrupting the wild words of the person in front of him, and Zhou Zhihuan's words were blocked in his throat, and his pupils shrank.

At this moment, a roaring flame ignited on the high platform.

This is the flame that ignites on the long sword in Guichen's hand.

What answered Zhou Zhihuan's outrageous words was a resolute cold front.

With a bang, the swords of the two met in mid-air, and sparks flew everywhere.

"You ......"

In the midst of the creaking sword, Zhou Zhihuan's eyes shook slightly, and he stared at this young man who was not as good as his swordsmanship and dared to attack him first, "You kid ......"

"I said, you said I was fine," Guichen gritted his teeth and clenched the hilt of the sword across the long sword against him, "but you don't deserve to talk about her." ”

"The mind of a person like you is not worthy of being a cultivator." He spoke coldly.

Once upon a time, he once longed for cultivators incomparably, just like ordinary people longing for chivalrous chivalry and righteousness in the world.

But when he really became a cultivator, a cultivator beside that girl, he saw too much darkness and injustice.

Narrow-mindedness, jealousy, discrimination, bullying, opportunism, and reversing black and white.

Everything is true, just like she said before.

This is not a paradise, but a cruel, real and crazy world.

But her existence allows him to still like this kind of world.

Because he has seen what a true practitioner looks like.

"Guichen, welcome to the world of cultivators."

It was the most beautiful phrase he had ever heard in his life.

That day, he ran to her with his sister on his back, which was the most correct thing he felt he had done in this life.

"How dare you say me?" Hearing his words, Zhou Zhihuan was furious, and an even more violent flame ignited on the sword, which was enough to burn off the eyebrows of the person opposite.

With a click, the two swords parted.

"Fire Dance Silver Serpent!" Zhou Zhihuan was angry, the attack was fierce and vicious, and in an instant, the two of them had already made ten moves, and Guichen only had the strength to parry.

And the fire sword was one of the most lethal sword techniques, and the young man's body was soon covered with sword marks, and each scar was burned black.

"Big brother!" The battle stage was full of wide-eyed eyes, and it was difficult to control the tears flowing from their eyes.

From Qianqin to Nanchu, it was the first time she saw Guichen and suffered so many injuries at one time.

"Oh no, Zhou Zhihuan is going to be a killer!" A cultivator in the audience exclaimed.

Even the big array on the side of the battle platform couldn't stop Zhou Zhihuan's murderous aura, and the cultivators under the high platform were shocked, and it was conceivable how much pressure Guichen was under from the battle on the stage.

"With such a murderous aura, this kid on the stage should be unstable, right?" There was a ground level cultivator who sneered.

Zhou Zhihuan also knew this, releasing his murderous aura that was enough to advance to the eighth rank, and was waiting for Guichen's legs to be soft and let him slaughter.

However, to everyone's surprise, under the pressure that a Rank 9 cultivator should not be able to bear, Guichen, who was concentrating on resisting the attack, had a expressionless face, not to mention a trace of weakness.

"This is ......," Chen Zichu and Zhao Guang narrowed their eyes under the high stage.

"Murderous?" On the high platform, Guichen glanced at Zhou Zhihuan lightly, "Compared with what I experienced around my Highness, you are really painless." ”

It's also a ...... Chen Zichu looked at Zhou Zhihuan who was frozen on the high platform, and suddenly wanted to laugh.

(Later anti-theft)

"Oh no, Zhou Zhihuan is going to be a killer!" A cultivator in the audience exclaimed.

Even the big array on the side of the battle platform couldn't stop Zhou Zhihuan's murderous aura, and the cultivators under the high platform were shocked, and it was conceivable how much pressure Guichen was under from the battle on the stage.

"With such a murderous aura, this kid on the stage should be unstable, right?" There was a ground level cultivator who sneered.

Zhou Zhihuan also knew this, releasing his murderous aura that was enough to advance to the eighth rank, and was waiting for Guichen's legs to be soft and let him slaughter.

However, to everyone's surprise, under the pressure that a Rank 9 cultivator should not be able to bear, Guichen, who was concentrating on resisting the attack, had a expressionless face, not to mention a trace of weakness.

"This is ......," Chen Zichu and Zhao Guang narrowed their eyes under the high stage.

"Murderous?" On the high platform, Guichen glanced at Zhou Zhihuan lightly, "Compared with what I experienced around my Highness, you are really painless." ”

It's also a ...... Chen Zichu looked at Zhou Zhihuan who was frozen on the high platform, and suddenly wanted to laugh.