I am a mage and a wet nurse, so using seven swords is not too much, right?

For example, another female disciple brought by Teacher Qi only looked at her for a moment and then said in a deep voice: "Junior Brother Ji should not lose."

"But Yan Liang is indeed very strong."

Teacher Qi's index finger on the railing suddenly knocked three times, hitting the female disciple's tense heart. Accompanied by the explosions of sword energy colliding outside the spirit boat, he continued to ask: "What if you go?"

The female disciple pursed her lips tightly.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the natal spirit sword trembled slightly.

She stared at the two people fighting fiercely in front of her, and finally shook her head and said with a wry smile: "I have encountered a bottleneck in the Star Sword Art I learned. If I can break through the bottleneck, I may be able to fight him. If I can't, I will not only be no match for Yan Liang, but also no match for Junior Brother Ji."

At this point, the female disciple couldn't help but sigh, "Actually, this twelfth realm quota should be given to Junior Brother Ji."

She, who is at the twelfth realm, is not even a match for Junior Brother Ji, who is at the eleventh realm.

Taking up the quota in vain.

Teacher Qi glanced at her, but did not reprimand her. He just said calmly:

"Ji Heng is a special case."

"Just like Ning Ruan, she is also a special case."

"The academy chose you because you are the most suitable. As a swordsman, don't you even have the courage to draw your sword?"

The last sentence had a slightly harsh tone.

The female disciple was stunned, then nodded, "Disciple understands."

On the fourth floor of Lingzhou.

Ying Bei was detained next to the three mentors.

He didn't struggle, but stared at the fight outside with shining eyes.

He rubbed his hands together, looking eager to try, "That guy from Cangming College is quite something. No wonder he always has a stern face and pretends to be awesome. If I had known, I would not have looked for Ning Ruan, I would have looked for him."

The instructors from Tianyuan College who were originally planning to ask a question suddenly turned grim-faced.

"Yingbei, please calm down."

"When you came out, you promised not to cause any trouble. Have you forgotten?"

"Yeah, even if you really want to make a scene, don't do it now. Wait until the competition. It would be best if you come back with first place."

Ying Bei rolled his eyes and said, "I'm not making trouble, so don't bother with me."

Three mentors: “…” Believe your lies?

……

The battle lasted for two hours.

The initial contempt in Ji Heng's eyes had long since disappeared.

This was the first opponent he could not defeat by crossing two realms.

Yan Liang became more and more at ease.

When facing the sword formation from the beginning, I was restricted and could only defend myself.

To the main attack behind.

The sword formation had already been beaten by him to the point where it was no longer as stable as it was at the beginning.

There are even signs of collapse.

"I said that the strength of a sword cultivator has nothing to do with the number of swords he has."

"Having many swords only proves that you have many swords."

"It doesn't prove your strength."

Yan Liang raised his chin slightly, and his words were clear and powerful.

Ji Heng was so angry that he vomited blood: "..."

This rubbish again!!!

Did Qingyun Academy hire a trash-talking instructor to teach classes?

As for Ning Ruan, whom he is dealing with now, and Yan Liang, each one is more irritating than the other.

"Shut up!" He couldn't bear it any longer and shouted.

But is Yan Liang someone who can be easily frightened?

He raised his chin, looking down at his opponent, "Your sword formation hasn't even been broken yet, but you broke it first?"

"Oh, but it doesn't matter. After all, your sword formation is about to be broken."

The sound fell.

Yan Liang turned around and chopped back, and the strong wind brought by the heavy sword had condensed into a solid entity.

Wherever the strong wind swept through, the hundreds of sword energies that had intertwined into a web were exploded into pieces.

Ji Heng vomited blood and retreated violently, and four long swords flew back to his side.

Yan Liang pursued the victory.

Cut it down with one sword.

Four long swords blocked Ji Heng's body.

But how could the injured Ji Heng block the powerful sword?

More importantly, when the sword was swung, he realized something extremely unbelievable.

"You...you have been hiding your strength?"

"Yes, I want to test how strong your sword formation is. After all, you are so confident that you want to cross two realms to fight me, but now it seems that it is just so-so. Besides the sword formation, you don't know anything else? Then you can't do it. My junior sister also has four swords, but she knows more than just the sword formation."

"puff--"

Ji Heng vomited blood and fell off the deck.

Four swords also fell down, slanting three feet around him, the swords trembled and hummed continuously.

He stood up with difficulty and wiped the blood from his lips.

When he looked up, he saw the arc of Yan Liang's clothes fluttering when he put away his sword. It was smooth, natural, and had the unrestrained posture of a winner.

It seemed like just completing a very insignificant little thing.

When the work is done, you can leave, but there is no need to hide your fame and achievements.

Because at this moment, everyone on the spirit boat was looking at him.

Looking at Yan Liang.

"Junior Brother Ji...actually lost?"

The female disciple from Cangming Academy murmured.

I totally couldn't accept what I saw.

Junior Brother Ji is the Destiny... The Destinies in the other thirteen realms of the academy are no match for him.

But now he really lost to Yan Liang, who was not destined to be his master?

There was silence all around.

Obviously, most people misjudged the outcome.

Instructor Qi walked towards Ji Heng, casually threw out a pill, and said calmly, "Take it and go back to heal your wounds."

"...I lost?" Ji Heng held the pill and opened his mouth.

Teacher Qi said in a deep voice: "Yes, you lost, but so what?"

“……”Ji Heng didn’t know what to do.

But he lost.

Shouldn't have lost.

The other party is not even the destiny.

He swallowed the pill silently, stood up, retrieved the four flying swords on the deck, and forced himself to fly back to the fourth floor.

Teacher Qi followed closely behind.

Yan Liang returned to the deck at this time, facing everyone's gaze, with his chin slightly raised, and an expression that made him look like he deserved a beating.

But no one would underestimate him at this time.

General Han nodded at him with great appreciation, "Yes, if you receive a mission to go to the battlefield in the future, you can come to me."

Yan Liang also responded, "That should be very soon. After all, with my speed of cultivation, it won't take too long to break through the thirteenth realm."

General Han: “…” His talent and strength are indeed good, but it would be better if he could stop talking.

The spirit boat resumed its speed.

Because four hours were wasted.

The speed is slightly faster than before.

Yan Liang returned to his room after the fight, ignoring the other academy disciples who were trying to get to know him.

In his own words: What a great time, if I don't practice, would I chat with you?

Then he really started practicing.

It's so congested that it's hard to describe.

Ji Heng did not heal his wounds, but just sat in the room holding the four swords for a long time without saying a word.

Teacher Qi stood in front of him but did not say anything to persuade him.

a long time.

Ji Heng moved his lips and said, "If I were at the thirteenth level, I wouldn't necessarily lose, right?"

Without waiting for Teacher Qi to respond, he sneered to himself, "But I'm not."

"By the time I reached the thirteenth realm, he would have already been above the thirteenth realm."

"So what?" Teacher Qi asked again, "Because of him, do we no longer need swords?"

"If I lose to Ning Ruan again, will I have to give up my cultivation and live a mediocre life from now on?"

Ji Heng: “…”

"Do not."

Ji Heng pronounced this word with particular emphasis.

But in fact, even he himself didn't know whether this word was refuting the possibility that he would lose to Ning Ruan.

Or maybe, he was unwilling to give up his natal sword and gave up his cultivation, and from then on he fell from being a favored child of heaven to an ordinary person.

Teacher Qi looked at him with deep eyes: "Your enemy is not Yan Liang, nor Ning Ruan. You should pursue the great way, not set your life goals on them."

"Win or lose, what does it matter?"