"Thirty Baht ......"

The sons around them, who had never used copper coins much for silver, froze when they heard this.

Although they knew that Meng Shi was not rich, none of them expected that as the stepson of a country, the sword he used to fight on stage was actually an iron sword bought from a blacksmith shop.

Even if he bought it from a blacksmith shop, looking at the appearance of the iron sword, wouldn't this person be willing to buy a more expensive one?

"I can almost buy two buckets of rice," Ying Baoyue looked at Guichen and smiled, "This sword is not cheap." ”

"It's not cheap...... the surrounding teenagers were dumbfounded again.

"Meng Gongzi's sword," Zhao Guang, who was holding the fish intestine sword on the battle platform, couldn't speak for a while, "It's really a master of art and bold......"

"I don't mean to offend," Meng Shi, who was holding the iron sword, glanced at him, "My previous sword was broken at the banquet under the Jixia before, and it was more expensive to take the sword than to buy a new one, so I bought a new one." ”

It happened that he was bumped into by Ying Baoyue, who was also hanging in the blacksmith shop at the same time, and when he saw her, the former Qin princess was haggling with the blacksmith for the price of the sword.

Although he was also poor, he saw it for the first time...... A princess who is just as poor as him.

When the money is spent, it is hated less.

Although there were many masters in the past, they would use inferior swords to show their nobility, but what ......

Meng Shi clenched the sword in his hand and said calmly to Zhao Guang, "I only bought this." ”

No...... Is the Northern Wei court so poor, so you can give your stepson a sword!

Zhao Guang glanced at Mo Hua in the audience, and sure enough, he saw the indescribable expression of this stepson's follower.

It is estimated that Meng Shi rejected his sword.

"Let's get started." Meng Shi said.

At this time, the examiner rang the big bell on the stage, and the battle began.

I don't know why, Zhao Guang, who was originally bottomless in his heart, looked at Meng Shi who was holding the iron sword in front of him, and actually felt like he was bullying him.

God is pitiful, he is not as interested as Ye Siyuan!

However, the next moment, before Zhao Guang could ignite his pity, a raging fire had already ignited on the iron sword in Meng Shi's hand.

Zhao Guang was stunned, and the information about this stepson came to his mind.

He was not in a position to pity the boy.

For a true master, it doesn't matter what weapon he uses, just like his brother, who most of the time he can repel the enemy without even using a sword and breaking a branch.

Even though he was thin, young, and lowly in status, this teenager always gave him a very uneasy feeling.

Zhao Guang took a deep breath, and the true yuan was infused into the long sword in his hand, and the fish intestine sword glowed with dazzling brilliance.

The wind rose on the stage, and there was a murderous aura in the wind that no one had ever seen in Zhao Guang, although it was very light, but it did exist.

"This is ......," Chen Zichu in the audience was stunned.

"It doesn't seem that this sword is his," Ying Baoyue said, "It should be the murderous aura left in the sword by the previous sword master." ”

But unlike Ye Siyuan's previous situation, it was Zhao Guang's own true yuan that urged this sword, and this murderous aura was not deliberately left in this sword, but it was left in it that could not be expelled.

It can be seen that the original sword owner of this sword should be an iron-blooded man. Even the saber was stained with a murderous aura.

"Fish intestine sword ......" Chen Zichu narrowed his eyes, "Who does such a famous sword belong to now?" ”

Although it is not as good as the Yue Wang Sword, this is not a sword that ordinary people can get their hands on.

And who is the Soochow boy who can get this sword with a hippie smile?

Ying Baoyue quietly watched Zhao Guang on the battle platform.

"But in any case, these two are evenly matched......"

"After all, it's a fish intestine sword......"

The whispers of everyone sounded around him, and the famous sword in Zhao Guang's hand was the sword of a famous assassin, which more or less made up for the lack of lethality of the wind magician's combat. And Zhao Guang and Meng Shi are both rank sixth, and their realms are similar to those of Zhenyuan.

It can be expected that this time it will always be a close battle, and I am afraid that it will be able to fight for a little longer......

Fight a little longer......

That's what the crowd thought.

And the next moment, Meng Shi and Zhao Guang's hands were up.

The people found that they had thought in vain.

With a bang, there was a loud bang again from the large array on the battle platform.

"What's wrong!" Some screamed, others stared at the storm on the battle platform.

That's right, the storm.

At the moment when the examiner announced the start, Zhao Guang and Meng Shi shot at the same time, and the wind and fire intersected, and the figures of the two disappeared.

The next moment that appeared was the True Yuan Storm that made the cultivators in the audience feel suffocated when they looked at it.

The wind blows the fire, the more the fire rises, the more the wind becomes wilder.

In the storm, people could only barely see the figures of the two people who were constantly intersecting, and the speed of the sword was unimaginably fast, and the two of them had already faced more than thirty swords in an instant.

Meng Shi was holding a heavy iron sword, but it was swinging as light as a feather, and what was even more unexpected was that Zhao Guang actually kept up with his speed.

"That Dongwu stepson actually has such strength......

"Is it true that a stepson is a stepson?"

The eliminated cultivators only felt a chill behind them, and suddenly found that there was a reason for them to be eliminated.

The people who can stay until now will not be ordinary.

And in front of him is the first real sword battle between the six levels that has exerted all their strength in the first rank ceremony.

"The formation is going to be shattered, go to the forbidden army!"

On the high platform, Jiang Yuanyuan closely watched the movement on the battle platform and waved his hand violently.

This is also the reason why the final battle of the Beginner Ceremony must be led by the royal family. Because the royal family will bring the forbidden army here, repairing the large array next to the battle platform requires a large number of cultivators of not low rank to inject true yuan. It had always been some old disciples of the Jixia Academy Palace who were tinkering with the formation.

But at this time, the speed of the large array repair could no longer catch up with the speed of the destruction of these two people.

Glancing at Ji Jiashu who reminded him, Jiang Yuanyuan made such a decision. The forbidden army he brought rushed up, surrounded the battle platform, and barely held up the protective array.

"These two people can really fight, I remember that this Dongwu stepson said that he was the son of the Great Sima of Dongwu?" Jiang Yuanyuan sighed, "The fish intestine sword can be strong to this extent in hand, and it seems that I have gone through a lot of battles since I was a child." ”

Combat experience can't fool anyone.

Some people know whether they have been honed or not as soon as they hold a sword.

"You're right," he glanced at Ji Jiashu, "even if it's a famous sword, it depends on whose hands and who uses it." ”

He had always been a gentle one before, but this Dongwu stepson really fought with a sword, and he was really a little bloody.

"It is worthy of a man who dares to declare war on the Northern Wei people in a polo battle," Jiang Yuanyuan smiled and said, "I'm afraid his identity is not simple." ”

It is difficult for ordinary families to have such a feeling of going through countless lives and deaths, just like the battles in the family mansion are not as good as the battles in the palace, and this young man who is always smiling always feels that there is a hidden story behind it.

"Meng Shi too, what kind of iron sword to play," Jiang Yuanyuan frowned, "This kid won't lose to this Dongwu stepson in this round, right?" ”

The direction of the discussion of the people in the audience also changed for a moment.

However, at this moment, a voice suddenly came from Jiang Yuanyuan's ears.

"No, it won't." Ji Jiashu spoke softly.

"Huh?" Jiang Yuanyuan was stunned.

And at this moment, a soft light suddenly lit up in the storm in the battle platform.

The young man's hoarse voice seemed to ring in everyone's ears.

"The thirteenth sword of the fire law, the moon is full in the west building."