"What's going on today?"

"Are the fire magicians crazy?"

"Hey, I'm not mistaken, right? It's fireworks again? ”

"Forget about Ying Xun's son, even the stepson of the Northern Wei Dynasty will come to this one?"

The side of the ring completely exploded, and the well-informed young people in the pavilion were also stunned.

With a click, Ying Baoyue raised her head only to find that it was Chen Zichu standing by the window and breaking a window edge.

She stood up and walked to the window, leaning over to stare at the strange teenager in the ring, "Is it that unusual?" ”

Although she used to be a fire practitioner, she was the one who didn't know anything about cultivation among all the people present. When Ying Xun used that sword before, she could understand the ingenuity of this sword with her sword intent, and she liked it very much, but to be honest, she didn't quite understand why others were so surprised.

All swordsmanship was unfamiliar to her.

What may be common to ordinary cultivators is new to her.

Whether it is the fire tree and silver flower, or the sword mountain and the sea of fire, they are all swordsmanship that she has just seen.

And this fireworks in the world, she still learned from the rumors downstairs that it was her usual swordsmanship before.

Otherwise, she couldn't imagine what these swordsmanship had to do with her.

She didn't feel anything when Ying Xun used it for the first time, but now that she saw it for the second time, she was still thinking about this swordsmanship, but the people around her were even more surprised.

Ji Jiashu was stunned when he heard this, turned his head from the window, and looked at the slightly puzzled side face of the girl next to him.

She really didn't know.

From before, he thought that this woman's situation was a little strange.

Her keen tenacity, her sense of murderous aura, and her understanding of practicing swordsmanship are not at all like that of a beginner, but her common sense in cultivation is like a blank sheet of paper.

She is like a jade that has not yet been carved, and she is like a pearl that has been hidden in its light.

It's like a genius and a child.

An unimaginably complex mystery haunted her, as if something had been snatched from her.

Just like the swordsmanship just now, he knew that she noticed and understood Yingxun's swordsmanship at the first time, but she didn't know what it was?

What really happened to her?

Noticing Ji Jiashu's gaze, Ying Baoyue looked over, looking at those clear eyes, Ji Jiashu paused and explained.

"Even a disciple who has been cultivating in the Fire Academy for ten years rarely uses those swordsmanship techniques in the back. If you learn it, you can learn it, but using high-level swordsmanship is not the mainstream of current battles. It is rare for Yingxun to be used alone, let alone appear continuously. ”

It's just strange and strange.

Ji Jiashu said it simply, but Ying Baoyue could understand what he meant.

Swordsmanship is not something that can be used after learning, nor is it called learning after learning the moves, any swordsmanship still needs countless actual battles to hone after practice, and it can be regarded as a final success.

Just like if you buy clothes and don't wear them, it's better not to buy them, and it's better not to learn swordsmanship if you don't need to learn it in actual combat, and it is indeed a time-saving thing if you don't learn it.

The fact that it is not mainstream proves that it is rarely used in actual combat, and if it is not common, it proves that there are no cultivators who are honing it.

It is indeed very strange that the swordsmanship that is not usually practiced suddenly appears on such an important occasion, and it is incomprehensible.

But just when Ying Baoyue understood, the battle in the ring was over.

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

Just as the seemingly gentle flame was sprinkled, there was a soft sound, and the long sword in the hands of the Dongwu cultivator was also broken into two.

The snow fell silently, and Meng Shi's tenth sword of fire method was even lighter than Ying Xun's.

Ji Jiashu's eyes were solemn.

This is by no means a temporary swordsmanship, just like Ying Xun's move, it's like watching someone demonstrate it countless times and practice it countless times.

But who taught them?

Even if there were, how could anyone teach both at the same time?

Ying Xun and Meng Shi are very different from each other, except for spending time in the same fire courtyard, there is no intersection in other aspects.

And although they were born in the same fire courtyard, the masters of these two people would not teach them this sword repeatedly.

What's more, Meng Shi only stayed in the fire courtyard for two years, and the fate of Mr. Haoran as a master and apprentice is very shallow, it is said that because he is afraid that he is a native of the Northern Wei Dynasty, Mr. Haoran has never taught him swordsmanship by himself, and he has let his senior brother do it for him.

Of course, that senior brother is not Yingxun.

What's going on all of this?

It wasn't just Ji Jiashu who couldn't figure it out, but Mr. Zhenshan looked at the remaining flames on the stage in a daze. He didn't expect that after Ying Xun, there would actually be another young cultivator who used that woman's commonly used swordsmanship.

The stepson of the Northern Wei Dynasty would actually use fireworks in the world, which is unexpected enough.

But there was something that shocked him even more, and that was the sword intent of this young man.

"It is rumored that Meng Shi has learned all the fire swords, is this true?" At this time, Chen Zichu in the Wuyi Pavilion spoke, "Didn't this Meng Shi learn from Ying Xun now, right?" ”

Of course, this is also an outrageous guess, and he definitely didn't dare to think about it before, but now there is a woman next to him who can learn human swordsmanship, which gives him more associations.

"This ......" Faced with Chen Zichu's bold conjecture, Ji Jiashu didn't know how to answer, and he couldn't be sure, but at this moment.

"It's not." A calm female voice suddenly sounded beside him.

Ji Jiashu was stunned for a moment, and looked at the girl beside him who was looking out of the window.

"Your Highness?" Chen Zichu looked at Ying Baoyue in amazement, "How can you be sure that Meng Shi didn't learn it from Ying Xun?" ”

She didn't know this person before, did she?

"Because ......," Ying Baoyue smiled as she looked at the young man who was quietly sheathed on the high platform, "His sword intent is better." ”

His sword intent was even better.

On the high platform, Mr. Zhenshan looked at the thin boy standing in a daze.

The catkins fly and the remnants are paved white, and the peach blossoms are full of red.

If Ying Xun's tenth sword intent of the fire method reached forty percent of that girl, then this Northern Wei teenager could actually reach sixty percent.

But how many of you are present can perceive this?

Mr. Zhenshan's eyes were heavy, and he looked around at the people who were talking excitedly.

People who don't fully understand this sword technique, or who have seen the real guy with their own eyes, such as himself, I'm afraid it will be difficult to notice.

Hearing Ying Baoyue's words, although he knew that it was impossible, Ji Jiashu still paused and looked at Ying Baoyue and asked.

"You...... Will you fire the tenth sword? ”

Xu Yishan's shoulder shook.

Ying Baoyue saw it out of the corner of her eye, and then shook her head, "Not yet." ”

Does that mean that there is no guarantee that it will not be in the future? Ji Jiashu stared at Ying Baoyue's eyes tightly, "Then how do you know that Meng Shi is more intelligent?" ”

"There's no real basis for it," Ying Baoyue smiled and whispered, "I just think so." ”

Although I'm a little sorry for Yingxun to say this, if she is really allowed to choose, she prefers the latter one.

Of course, it doesn't mean that Ying Xun is wrong, it's just that Meng Shi's move is more proficient, as if he has practiced countless times. In terms of sword intent, she just felt that this move should be more like that.

"If what you said is true...... However, at this time, Chen Zichu looked at the ring with a complicated expression, "Then if these two fight, who will win?" ”

Ying hugged the moon for a moment, and at this time, five consecutive bells suddenly sounded under the high stage.

"Hou Liao gave up the second round!"

"The first and second are duels between the former Qin and Northern Wei!"

Ying Baoyue's eyes were fixed, and the three winners in the first round of three battles should have been the top three. Hou Liao gave up the second round, which means that he is willing to be in third place and no longer fight against the other two countries.

Then the first and second places in the battle for the first place will inevitably be produced in the former Qin and Northern Wei dynasties.

This means......

"No......" Chen Zichu muttered, and the next moment the ceremonial officer shouted to turn everything into reality.

"The Beginner Ceremony is the first to fight for the third round!"

"Former Qin stepson Ying Xun vs. Northern Wei stepson Meng Shi!"

Everyone gasped.

The stepson war, it really appeared.

Two teenagers who used the same swordsmanship were about to face off in the next moment.

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