A few days later, on February 19th, sixty-four arenas were set up outside the inner city gate of Guanyun City early in the morning.
The rules of this sword trial competition are written in spells on the city gate:
Only those monks from the outer city of Guanyun City who hold a token with the word "sword" can join the association. A total of 500 tokens with the word "sword" were cast.
This conference lasted for three days. The first day was the preliminary examination: sixty-four successful candidates entered the re-examination. Anyone who passes the preliminary test can enter the Burial Sword Mound.
The second day is the re-examination: eight arenas are activated, and those in the same arena are determined based on the number of wins on the first day. Eight monks with excellent swordsmanship are selected to enter the final competition. Anyone who passes the retest can bring an additional monk into the Sword Burial Mound, with an additional contribution worth 100,000.
The third day is the eight-person competition: the opponent will be determined by drawing lots, and the winner will be rewarded with the eighth-grade Phoenix Spirit Pill.
As Mao hour approaches, the sword trial meeting is about to begin. The monk who received the token with the word "sword" slowly approached and entered the venue under the envious eyes of everyone.
The crowd in the audience surged, and someone suddenly raised his voice and shouted: "Eight thousand!"
The voice was filled with uncontrollable excitement, as if he had encountered a huge happy event.
Everyone heard the sound and looked around, only to see a group of burly men in the corner surrounding an eighty-nine-year-old girl with buns and some broken hair on her forehead. Her pink cheeks were half covered by masks. Revealing black and white eyes and a thin chin.
Just look at those eyes, the thick eyelashes are motionless, and the slightly innocent eyes are looking at the monk who is still shouting in front of him, and there is an imperceptible cunning hidden under the coquettishness.
"I accidentally obtained the token with the word "sword". Unfortunately, my cultivation level is still low and I am not worthy of this token. I only hope to find a sincere person for it. This brother offered eight thousand spiritual stones. It turned out that he was a sincere person and worthy of this token with the word "sword"! "
Hua Ruxue held the token with the word "sword" in her hand. When she said "not worthy", her eyes showed just the right amount of sadness. She immediately changed her voice and looked at the person who made the offer with real eyes, as if the next second Just give the token away.
In order to find a good place for the token, Hua Ruxue works sincerely and conscientiously, and encourages everyone to bid more. After all, there is only one chance, and it is only reserved for those who have prepared their wallets!
Little did he know that in the dark, Bai Yi and the young man who had a relationship in front of the city gate had a clear view of her behavior. Z.br>
Bai Yi stayed in the dark, his eyes becoming more and more subtle. It was the first time he saw someone talking about the auction in such a strange way, and it was the first time he saw someone dare to auction the token he had given him personally. He represents the city lord's lineage, and this girl He was not afraid of offending them at all.
He turned around and saw Xiaosheng with a smile in his eyes, and couldn't help but add: "Master, why do you still pay attention to her? She has sold all the tokens. The only person participating in the sword trial meeting is Mr. Xiang and Xiang Junyi. She wants to rely on Mr. Xiang to enter the Sword Burial Mound .”
In a white glance, this girl from the Xiang family fell into the Lingshi Cave. When she detoxified An Murong, an ordinary pill multiplied a hundred times. Now she even sold the token with the word "sword". There are hundreds of thousands of monks in the city, but there are only 500 sword tokens. Those who can get these tokens are all above the level of golden elixir or refining internal organs.
It is simply unreasonable for her to not cherish the tokens she obtained at the first level of Qi training, but to sell them if she changes hands.
"The second oldest son of the An family took advantage of An Yueming's absence and failed to kill An Murong. An Murong's survival is all thanks to her. I also heard that Young Master Li San has recovered a lot."
Xiaosheng held his head, the smile in his eyes became even bigger, and he completely lost his dignity in front of others.
"Her medical skills are indeed good, but from her actions today, it can be seen that she is extremely greedy for money, acts recklessly, and can easily offend others. She should act steadily and be kind to the young master, which is worthy of friendship." Bai Yi frowned, Speaking of his analysis, among the Xiang brothers and sisters, he was more optimistic about Xiang Junyi.
"No, no, just watch." Xiaosheng silently picked up a cup of tea. He was looking forward to the upcoming sword test meeting.
After a cup of tea, Hua Ruxue sold the "Sword" token at a high price of 18,000 spirit stones. She happily joined Su Yi with the spirit stones.
Su Yi took Lin Feng to the teahouse all morning and found the best viewing position.
As for An Murong and An Xiaoer, ever since An Murong met Li Changzhi, they
He devoted all his attention to Li Changzhi, saying that if Young Master Li San didn't want to marry him, he could marry him. At this moment, the two of them were lying in the yard of Young Master Li San, waiting for the cloud mirror to be turned away with Li Zangzhi and Li Buyu.
Hua Ruxue sat down neatly, put the storage bag in her hand on the table, took a sip, and then turned to look provocatively at the people following 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 done some small business secretly, he would have worked so hard to save ten thousand spirit stones. Ten years ago, I thought that there were only a few second-generation ancestors like An Murong who regarded spiritual stones as dirt.
"Feng Helan saved 20,000 spirit stones in Guanyun City for twelve years. One token can be sold for 18,000, which is not a small amount. I'm afraid it's all that person's savings."
While talking, 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 did not take the spirit stone. He took out the token with the word "sword" and placed it gently on the table. When he met Hua Ruxue's proud eyes, he couldn't help but bend his eyes and said warmly: "Thirty thousand."
"Thirty thousand?" Hua Ruxue's tail hidden in her clothes suddenly became hairy. She finally thought of a way to make money. After being exposed in public and working hard for a long time, she only sold 18,000. Not to mention that this person was just enjoying the success. Just double it!
"Why don't you go and grab it!" Hua Ruxue put her hands on the table, her cheeks were slightly red, and her head was almost on fire.
Su Yi took a good look at the little fox with fried fur, and said slowly, "For the sake of regular customers..."
"Thirty thousand, deal!" Hua Ruxue grabbed the token with the word "sword" on the table, fearing that Su Yi's next sentence would be a 13% discount!
When Lin Feng saw Hua Ruxue's deflated appearance, he tried his best to hold back his laughter. He finally understood what a loss the boss had suffered! Fetching water from a bamboo basket is all in vain!
Not to mention that I didn’t make any money from the spirit stone, but I lost 12,000!
With so many people, only Mr. Xiang can get the spiritual stone from the boss.
Hua Ruxue cursed and left the teahouse. She was really scared. Why is this person still so cunning? This time she really lost her wife and lost her troops!
Next time, be sure to explain it clearly in advance and use his token to sell it! You can no longer be smart and sell your own token first and then buy Su Yi’s!
That guy Su Yi has no sense of being a relative or friend at all! The cooperative attitude is extremely bad! Just know how to bully a fox!
The purpose of this sword trial meeting is to select sixty-four monks from the many monks in the outer city to enter the Sword Burial Mound together with the monks in the inner city.
Although it came suddenly, there was not even a warm-up, and there were very few places to participate in the competition, everyone's enthusiasm for watching the show increased instead of decreasing, and they all predicted who would make it into the top eight.
Hua Ruxue had a gloomy little face and threw the "sword" token in her hand to the guard. Amidst the exclamations of everyone, she jumped onto the center stage with empty hands.
"Xiang Junxue!" Bai Yi, who was guarding in the dark, couldn't help but exclaimed, and then looked towards other arenas, looking for something, "What is she doing here? Where is Mr. Xiang? She doesn't even have a sword. Is it possible that she wants to Use poison?"
"This tournament will focus on swordsmanship. The use of spiritual power is prohibited, and poison is naturally prohibited."
Not only was Xiaosheng not surprised at all, but he opened the cloud mirror with great interest and transferred the situation on the ring to the city lord's palace. Thought: It seems like there are still many secrets hidden in Sister Xiaoxue.
There were a total of five hundred people attending the meeting. Except for Hua Ruxue, everyone else was at Nascent Soul, so Hua Ruxue attracted everyone's attention as soon as she appeared.
Once the game starts and ends at 00:00 on the second day, if the winner cannot be determined within an hour in a battle, it will be judged as a failure to attack and a failure to defend at the same time.
If there is still someone who has not attacked or defended by the time of the next day, the last person standing on the sixty-four stages will be the winner.
There are a total of 64 arenas with 500 people, and each arena has an average of eight matches. If you choose to defend the arena from the beginning, you will have to fight at least eight consecutive matches to advance. Therefore, unless you have absolute confidence in yourself, you will not start from the beginning. Just choose to defend.
Everyone's eyes were focused on the 42nd ring, and they all speculated about the origin of this masked girl. She was able to join the association based on her Qi training period, and jumped on the ring and chose to defend the ring as soon as she arrived!
Someone with sharp eyes said: "Isn't this the little doll who was selling tokens with the word "sword" outside just now! It was sold for eighteen thousand, how could she still have one piece? "
Hua Ruxue had a stern face and said coldly: "I spent thirty thousand spirit stones to buy this token. Do you have any objections?"
When she mentioned that she actually spent 30,000 spirit stones to buy a damn token, she felt her heart bleed, her expression became 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 call the girl stupid or pity her for buying a useless thing at a high price.
"Little girl, this is not a place for fun, come down quickly!" A kind-hearted person thought that she bought the token out of curiosity, so she kindly reminded her.
Someone even laughed and said, "Good buy! I have one less opponent! I'm really lucky today!"
Hua Ruxue ignored the voices in the audience. She glanced around. There were many people around the audience, but they were all watching. They did not intend to attack now, and some even continued to persuade her to come down.
She simply ignored those people and started meditating directly.
Wouldn't it be a blessing if we could win without fighting?
Her attitude of being indifferent to life and death angered the monks in the audience, and immediately a monk carrying a long sword came forward.
"Kui Qi came with the Candle Dragon Sword to give it a try."
Hua Ruxue stood up, nodded slightly, and said her name: "Xiang Junxue."
Seeing that she really didn't even have a sword, the monks in the audience shook their heads and sighed: "Where's the sword? She didn't even participate in any sword trial competition? She really is a little girl who doesn't know anything."
Hua Ruxue glanced sideways at the people who were talking. Ever since she left the Li family's house, the nine people and Kuiqi who walked up to the stage had been following her secretly.
She asked Lin Feng to investigate these ten people, all of whom were from the An family. 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. This man could clearly enter the inner city, but he had been living in the outer city.
Before she could finish recalling the information about the group, Kuiqi impatiently drew his sword, "The sword has no eyes. I'll 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 was to use swords to make friends, but no one would hold them accountable if something happened.
