Seeing that the young man in the Taoist robe didn't know what to do, the young swordsmith smiled and said, "If this Daoist brother won by swordsmanship, it wouldn't be against the rules..."
Upon hearing this.
The young man in the Taoist robe bowed slightly: "Then I'll rest assured."
Having said that.
Wang Yi Xing leaped up and landed gracefully on the high platform, his sword already drawn.
It was a wooden sword, swift as the wind, and it swept across the three others who had also jumped onto the platform. It effortlessly knocked the long swords from the three swordsmen's hands, a display of exquisite skill!
"Senior Wen..."
Lei Meng Sha was also half-drunk. Seeing Wang Yi Xing already on the platform, he spoke up for Wen Hu Jiu, "He seems to be targeting you..."
"In terms of swordsmanship, I'm indeed no match for him."
Wen Hu Jiu wasn't angry, but sighed, "The Limitless Sword Technique of Mount Wangcheng is incredibly profound and subtle. It's not just swordsmanship, the Daoist principles contained within are even more unfathomable..."
"At this man's age, to have such swordsmanship, he must be the leader among Mount Wangcheng's current generation of disciples!"
Wen Hu Jiu, a shrewd observer, revealed Wang Yi Xing's background.
"Wang Yi Xing, chief disciple of the headmaster of Qingcheng Mountain, Lü Su Zhen, is here to claim the sword."
The young man in the Taoist robe placed his hand on the hilt of the Fire God Sword.
"Lü Su Zhen?!"
Hearing Wang Yi Xing introduce himself, everyone in the audience was stunned.
He was the current head of the Daoist sect. Except for the State Master of the Celestial Observatory, who could match him in strength, there was no one else in the Daoist sect who held more prestige and power than Lü Su Zhen.
His chief disciple was practically the next head of the Daoist sect!
His identity revealed, it made all the eager swordsmen step back, reluctant to challenge him.
"Old Lei..."
Ye Feng took a sip of his sword wine and suddenly asked, "If I remember correctly, your aunt is a descendant of the Sword Heart Tomb, right?"
"Huh? Yeah...,"
Lei Meng Sha's gaze became hazy as he mentioned Li Xin Yue, nodding slightly, "What's wrong?"
"There's a custom in our hometown..."
Ye Feng took another sip of wine and smiled, "You can't go empty-handed on your first visit..."
"What?"
Before Lei Meng Sha could react, he saw Ye Feng suddenly stand up and leap gracefully onto the high platform.
"Such a handsome young man!"
"Challenging the Limitless Sword Technique of Mount Wangcheng is not a wise choice!"
"Is that him?"
"With his swordsmanship, how could he possibly claim a Cloud Heaven Grade sword?"
"..."
In the crowd behind, a white-haired swordsman and a man in purple robes' faces changed slightly. However, the crowd at the Sword Testing Ceremony was so dense that Lei Meng Sha and the others didn't notice the swordsmen in the outer area.
"That person, is he the Ye Feng you speak of?"
A woman's voice, soft and clear, with a hint of doubt, echoed from behind the two.
"Miss doesn't recognize him?"
The white-haired swordsman seemed surprised, but he saw the woman first shake her head slightly, then nod gently, "I guess I know him now."
On the high platform.
Wang Yi Xing bowed slightly, "Wang Yi Xing of Mount Wangcheng, I don't know what your name is, little brother!"
"A wanderer of the Jianghu, Ye Feng."
Ye Feng looked nonchalant, "Please."
"Please?"
Wang Yi Xing raised an eyebrow, "Brother Ye, where's your sword?"
"In my heart."
Ye Feng replied casually.
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"Arrogant!"
"Without a sword, what right do you have to participate in the Sword Testing Ceremony?!"
"Young people nowadays, they really don't know their place."
"..."
These words caused a wave of criticism from the audience.
"Brother Ye, I have a sword called 'Clear Song,' you can borrow it..."
Luo Xuan had just returned after circling around, and he saw that Ye Feng was already on the high platform. He waved his right hand, flinging the long sword at his waist.
The sword, like a streak of light, flew towards Ye Feng...
But 'Clear Song' seemed to hit a spring, and it bounced back along its original path.
"No need."
Ye Feng shook his head slightly, replying casually, "I have no grudge against Daoist Brother Wang..."
"Then?"
Wang Yi Xing was taken aback, puzzled, "What do you mean, Brother Ye?"
"If I draw my sword, you will die."
Ye Feng spoke calmly, stating a fact.
However, to the many Jianghu swordsmen, Ye Feng's words were a blatant provocation!
"Has this kid always been this arrogant and conceited?"
Wen Hu Jiu poured himself a drink, somewhat annoyed, but when his gaze swept over Luo Xuan and Lei Meng Sha, there was no trace of doubt on their faces...
"I've seen him draw his sword..."
Luo Xuan took a deep breath. His memory flashed back to a moment in the courtyard of the Gu family...
The sword, like condensed light, appeared out of thin air, carrying the vast and surging sword intent of the great river and ocean. One strike had slain a master of Unfettered Soaring, an image that remained vivid in their minds.
It wasn't just Clear Song公子 Luo Xuan who had this feeling!
"That sword strike, still haunts Qi Xuan's heart."
On the outskirts of the crowd, the white-haired swordsman's hand holding the sword trembled slightly.
Whether it was fear or the fighting spirit to challenge him...
The girl behind him showed a surprised expression. She had known him for many years, and it seemed this was the first time she had seen the white-haired swordsman react this way. Her gaze towards the high platform held a hint of anticipation.
"Then I'll have to be impolite!"
On the high platform, Wang Yi Xing put away his casual attitude, forming his index and middle fingers into a sword. The wooden sword was drawn again, and as the sword flower bloomed, it instantly multiplied.
From one to ten, ten to a hundred. Blossoms bloomed, and then new blossoms grew from those, a beautiful and mesmerizing sight.
"The Limitless Sword Technique is truly magnificent!"
Cheng Yu, one of the nine elders of the Peerless City, couldn't help but exclaim, "Ten years from now, this young man will reach the level of a Sword Immortal!"
As soon as the words left his mouth, Elder Cheng Yu's pupils widened, and he heard Ye Feng's unhurried voice, "The water of the great river..."
"Comes from heaven!"
With those words, thick internal energy surged up, and a vast sword intent, like a surging river, rippled outwards...
Everyone looked on, as if a river flowing endlessly had descended from heaven, appearing behind Ye Feng, majestic and magnificent!
At this moment...
Within the Famous Sword Villa, silence fell upon the entire place!
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