A few days later, on February 19, sixty-four rings were set up outside the inner gate of Guanyun City in the morning.

On the city gate, the rules of this sword test are written in magic:

Only monks in the outer city of Guanyun City can join the club with the word "sword", and a total of 500 tokens with the word "sword" are minted.

The conference lasted for three days, and the first day was the preliminary examination: 64 successful defenders entered the second examination. Those who pass the preliminary examination can be buried in the sword post.

The second day is the second test: eight rings will be activated, and the number of wins on the first day will be determined according to the number of wins in the ring, and eight monks with excellent swordsmanship will be selected to enter the final competition. Anyone who passes the re-examination can bring an additional monk into the burial sword post, and the contribution is worth 100,000.

The third day is an eight-person competition: the opponent is determined by drawing, and the winner will be rewarded with eight phoenix elixirs.

Towards the end of the day, the sword trial meeting is about to begin. The monk who had obtained the token of the word "sword" slowly approached and entered the venue under the envious gaze of everyone.

There was a crowd of people in the audience, and I don't know who suddenly raised their voices and shouted, "Eight thousand!"

The voice was filled with irrepressible excitement, as if it had met a great joy.

When everyone heard the sound, they saw that in the corner, a group of burly men were surrounding a girl who looked like eight or nine years old, with double buns, some broken hair on her forehead, and her pink cheeks were half covered by the mask, revealing only black and white eyes and a thin chin.

Just looking at those eyes, the thick eyelashes were motionless, and the slightly innocent eyes looked at the monk who was still shouting hard in front of him, and there was an imperceptible cunning hidden under the coquettishness.

"I accidentally got the token of the word "sword", but unfortunately my cultivation is not yet shallow and I am not worthy of this token, so I just want to find a sincere person for it. This elder brother bid 8,000 spirit stones, and at first glance he is a sincere person, worthy of this "sword" token!"

Hua Ruxue held the token of the word "sword" in the palm of her hand, and when she said "unworthy", her eyes showed just the right amount of sadness, and then her voice changed, and her eyes looked at the person who made the offer, as if she was going to send the token out in the next second.

In order to find a good place for the token, Hua Ruxue is sincere and conscientious, and encourages everyone to bid more, after all, there is only one chance, only for those who are prepared!

As everyone knows, in the dark, Bai Yi and the little student who had a relationship in front of the city gate have a full view of her behavior. Z.br>

Bai Yi stayed in the dark, his eyes gradually subtle, it was the first time he had seen someone say such a strange auction, or the first time he had seen someone even dare to auction the token he personally gave him, he represented the city lord, this girl was not afraid of offending them at all.

He turned around and saw Xiao Sheng's eyes smiling, and couldn't help but say, "Why does the master still pay attention to her? She sold all the tokens, and only Xiang Gongzi Xiang Junyi participated in the sword trial conference, she wanted to rely on Xiang Gongzi to enter the burial sword post."

In Bai's eyes, this Xiang family girl fell into the spirit stone cave, and when she detoxified An Murong, an ordinary pill directly doubled a hundredfold, and now she has sold the "sword" token, hundreds of thousands of monks in the outer city, but there are only five hundred sword tokens, and those who can get this token are all above the golden pill or refining the intestines.

She didn't cherish the token at the first level of Qi training, not to mention that she would sell it if she changed hands, which was simply unreasonable.

"The second child of the An family took advantage of An Yueming's absence to kill An Murong without success, An Murong has been able to survive until now all thanks to her, and I also heard that Third Young Master Li's body has recovered a lot."

Xiao Sheng propped up his head, the smile in his eyes was even worse, and he completely lost his dignity in front of people.

"Her medical skills are indeed good, but from her actions today, it can be seen that she is extremely greedy for money, and she does not care about it, and it is easy to offend people. Or Xiang Gongzi is steady, kind, and worthy of fellowship." Bai Yi frowned and said his analysis, among the two brothers and sisters of the Xiang family, he was more optimistic about Xiang Junyi.

"No, no, you watch." Xiao Sheng silently picked up a cup of tea, he was looking forward to the upcoming sword trial conference.

After a cup of tea, Hua Ruxue sold the "sword" token at a high price of 18,000 spirit stones, and she happily took the spirit stones to meet Su Yi.

Su Yi took Lin Feng to the teahouse in the morning and found the best viewing location.

As for An Murong and An Xiaoer, since An Murong saw Li Qizhi, they did

pounced on Li Qizhi, saying that if the third young master Li didn't marry, he could marry. At this moment, the two of them were lying in the courtyard of Third Young Master Li, waiting for the cloud mirror with Li Qizhi and Li Buyu.

Hua Ruxue sat down neatly, put the storage bag in her hand on the table, took a drink, and then turned her head defiantly to look at the few people who followed her.

"Eighteen thousand spirit stones! I didn't expect the monks in the outer city to be so rich!" Lin Feng opened the storage bag and rubbed his eyes, if he hadn't secretly done some small business, he would have to work hard for ten years to save 10,000 spirit stones, he thought that the second ancestor who regarded spirit stones as dung like An Murong was only a few.

"Feng Helan has saved 20,000 spirit stones in Guanyun City for 12 years, and selling a token for 18,000 is not a small amount, I'm afraid it is all of that person's savings."

While speaking, Hua Ruxue pushed the storage bag in front of Su Yi and reached out to ask for the "sword" token on his body.

Su Yi didn't take the spirit stone, he took out the "sword" token and put it lightly on the table, and looked at the smug eyes of the flowers like snow, he couldn't help but bend his eyes, and said softly, "Thirty thousand."

"Thirty thousand?" Hua Ruxue's tail hidden in her clothes suddenly exploded, and she finally thought of a way to make money, showing up outside and working hard for a long time, before selling 18,000, this person sat back and enjoyed its success, not to mention, as soon as she opened her mouth, it was doubled!

"Why don't you grab it!" Hua Ruxue propped her hands on the table, her cheeks were slightly red, and the top of her head was about to burst into flames.

Su Yi took a good look at the fried little fox, and said unhurriedly, "For the sake of the regular customers......

"Thirty thousand deals!" Hua Ruxue snatched the token of the word "sword" on the table, for fear that Su Yi's next sentence would be thirteen discounts!

Lin Feng saw Hua Ruxue's deflated appearance, and held back a smile vigorously, he could understand it, the boss is losing this wave! The bamboo basket is empty!

The spirit stone didn't make any money, but it lost 12,000!

With so many people, Xiang Gongzi can get spirit stones from the boss.

Hua Ruxue scolded and left the teahouse, she was really scared, why was this person still so cunning? She really lost her wife and soldiers this time!

Next time, you must explain it in advance and sell his tokens! You can't be smart anymore, sell your token first, and then buy Su Yi's!

Su Yi, that guy, has no consciousness of being a relative or friend at all! The attitude of cooperation is extremely bad! Just know how to bully the fox!

The purpose of this sword trial meeting is to select sixty-four monks from the outer city to enter the burial sword post with the inner city monks.

Although it came suddenly, there was no warm-up, and the number of places to participate in the competition was very small, but everyone's enthusiasm for watching the play did not decrease but increased, and they predicted which ones could enter the top eight.

Hua Ruxue had a gloomy little face, threw the "sword" token in her hand to the guard, and jumped into the center of the ring empty-handed amid the exclamations of everyone.

"Xiang Junxue!" Bai Yi, who was guarding in the shadows, couldn't help but exclaim, and then looked at the other rings, looking for something, "What is she doing here?" What about Xiang Gongzi? She doesn't even have a sword, so could it be that she wants to use poison?"

"This conference is mainly based on swordsmanship, and it is forbidden to use spiritual power, and poison is naturally also prohibited."

Xiao Sheng not only did not have the slightest surprise, but turned on the cloud dialing mirror with great interest, and transferred the situation in the ring to the City Lord's Mansion. Xindao: It seems that Sister Xiaoxue still has many secrets hidden in her.

There were a total of 500 participants, except for Hua Ruxue, everyone else was in Yuanying, so Hua Ruxue attracted everyone's attention as soon as she appeared.

Once the match has started and ended on the second day, if the winner cannot be decided within one hour of a battle, it will be judged as a defeat in both the attack and the defeat in the defense.

If, by the end of the day, there are still those who have not yet attacked or defended, the last one standing in the sixty-four rings is the victor.

There are a total of 64 rings with 500 people, and each ring has an average of eight matches, and if you choose to defend from the beginning, you must fight at least eight consecutive matches to advance, so unless you have absolute confidence in yourself, you will not choose to defend at the beginning.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the No. 42 ring, and they all guessed where this girl with a mask came from, she was able to join the club by virtue of the qi training period, and jumped into the ring as soon as she came and chose to defend it!

The sharp-eyed man said, "Isn't this the little doll who just sold the word 'sword' token outside! Sold for 18,000, how can she still have a piece?"

Hua Ruxue made a small face, and coldly spit out a sentence: "I bought this token for 30,000 spirit stones, do you have any opinions?"

At the mention that she had spent 30,000 spirit stones to buy a damn token, she only felt that her heart was dripping blood, her expression became more and more indifferent, and her anger became more and more uncontrollable.

When the others heard Hua Ruxue say that the token in her hand was bought for 30,000 spirit stones, they didn't know whether to say that this girl was stupid, or pity her for buying a useless thing at a high price.

"Little girl, this is not a place to play, come down!" Someone with a good heart thought that she bought the token out of curiosity to play, so she kindly reminded her.

Some people laughed and said, "Good buy! Lao Tzu has one less opponent! What a day of good luck!"

Hua Ruxue ignored the voices from the audience, she glanced around, there were many people around the audience but they were all watching, they didn't plan to attack now, and some people even continued to persuade her to come down.

She simply ignored the people and went straight to meditation.

Wouldn't it be a blessing if we could win without a fight?

Her attitude of being disrespectful to life and death annoyed the monks in the audience, and a monk with a long sword immediately stepped forward.

"Quitch came with the Candle Dragon Sword to give it a try."

Hua Ruxue got up and nodded slightly, and reported her name: "Xiang Junxue."

Seeing that she really didn't even have a sword, the monks in the audience shook their heads and sighed, "What about the sword? Didn't even participate in the sword trial conference? What a little girl who doesn't know anything."

Hua Ruxue slanted a glance at the few people who spoke, and since she left the Li family's house, the nine people and Kui Qi who walked to the stage have been secretly following.

She asked Lin Feng to investigate these ten people, all of whom were from the An family, and the purpose of their trip was to kill her. Among the ten people, the only one that Hua Ruxue cared about was a man with a bluestone token, who could enter the inner city, but had been living in the outer city.

Before she could finish recalling the group's information, Kui Qi impatiently drew her sword, "The sword has no eyes, I try not to hurt the girl."

His tone was cold, and there was murderous intent in his eyes, the original intention of the sword trial conference was to meet friends with swords and point to the end, but if there was really an accident, no one would pursue it.