"The first time of the Tianshi's meeting to stop the Ge test, the sword in the hiding world, Mojie, and against Li Taibai, Qinglian Township."

Amid the rumbling drum beats, Princess Yuzhen personally read out the first matchup list of the Tianshihui Conference's first test.

"Brother Jie!"

"Brother Jie is a good person!"

"Don't be afraid of him, brother Jie."

On the stands of the city tower, the group of children from the aristocratic families who were headed by Zhang Jun and were all very excited to wave their hands to Mojie.

"Is this Mojie really a disciple of Pei Jian God?"

In the stands on the other side, Xu Yinyin hugged her chest with her hands and looked in the direction of Mojie with confusion on her face.

"Pei Jianshen's youngest closed disciple." Qiangwei walked to Xu Yinyin, "within three years, I saw the ninth stone in the Sword Abyss, and retrieved the spirit sword white horse that had not been born for nearly five hundred years from the Sword Sutra of the Ninth Stone."

She also had been in seclusion in Zang Jianyuan, so naturally it was impossible for her to know this young man who was famous in Zang Jianyuan a few days ago.

"See the ninth piece in three years?"

Xu Yinyin looked incredible.

As we all know, in addition to some of the treasures of heaven and earth, the most special thing in the Tibetan Sword Abyss is the thirteen wall-facing stones engraved with the Unnamed Sword Sutra.

"I heard that most monks who entered the Tibetan Sword Abyss only had to comprehend the first six wall-facing stones throughout their lives. They could comprehend the ninth one in three years. This talent is indeed shocking."

Zhong Xiao couldn't help but exclaim.

"That's right." Han Yanluo also walked to the railing at this time, "In terms of talent alone, Mo Jie still wants to be more than Mo Xiaoyao, the disciple of Pei, which is no longer a secret."

"Since that's the case," Cui Xun looked at Li Qi with a strange look, "Why didn't Chang'an Zhenwusi send him to the stage in the last game?"

After hearing his question, Xu Yinyin and Qiang Wei also looked at each other with curiosity.

Li Qi smiled bitterly, then sighed and said, "This Mojie doesn't want to appear with Taibai, he just wants to be Taibai's opponent."

When the few people heard this, they looked at each other.

"Is there any holiday between these two people?"

Cui Xun glanced at the two people who were still preparing on the school grounds, and then turned his gaze to Li Qi again.

"Impossible." Xu Yinyin shook her head, "In my impression, it seems that neither Taibai nor Mojie had ever seen it."

"These two have never seen each other before."

Li Qi took the call again.

"But both the best among the younger generation, Mojie has long noticed Taibai. Because of the ranking of the Demon-Slaying List, he has been secretly competing with Taibai in the past two years, and the rankings of the two often rise alternately."

He continued.

"After you say this, I suddenly remembered it." Cui Xun suddenly clapped his hands, "It seems that the rankings of these two people on the demon-slaying list in the past two years are indeed the ones you and you are going back and forth."

"Then it seems." Han Yanluo also turned around at this time, "The reason why Mojie was able to improve so quickly is that Taibai made great contributions."

"It's good to be young. Use your opponent as the motivation to encourage yourself and constantly improve yourself."

Cui Xun sighed when he heard this.

"This disciple Pei Jianshen is quite ambitious."

Zhong Xiao nodded in admiration.

"Compared to the juniors who secretly tamper with their hands behind their backs, such a dignified opponent is indeed not very annoying."

Qiangwei also smiled at this time.

"Why do I think I have seen this Mojie somewhere?"

Abe, who was sitting at the end of the attic with Liu Haoran, suddenly touched his chin.

"Have you seen it?" Liu Haoran turned his head curiously when he heard this, "Zai Jiang You?"

In his impression, Abe has not been out of Jiang You in the past two years.

"It seems." Abe nodded, "I can't remember it very clearly."

During the time he was in the Qinglian Zhenwu Hall, all he thought about was cultivation and didn't take other things seriously.

"If you can't remember, don't think about it."

Liu Haoran patted Abe on the shoulder and said with a confident look:

"Anyway, in my opinion, no matter how powerful Mojie is, his master will never lose."

“That’s true.”

Abe nodded, his eyes were also extremely confident.

"It's going to start, it's going to start!"

At this time, Li Yueyuan and Zhu Ye and the others shouted excitedly.

At the same time, the sound of war drums, which were the order of the competition, also began to beep "dongdongdongdongdong".

Not only Han Yanluo in the attic, but also the sights on the stands on the city tower began to turn to the school grounds in unison.

...

On both sides of the schoolyard river.

"Mr. Taibai, we finally meet."

Mo Jie from the north schoolyard bowed to Li Bai amid the drum beats.

Although his tone was calm, the excitement flashing in his eyes could not be concealed.

"I've heard of Daqi for a long time, and I'm lucky to meet you."

Although Li Bai felt a little strange about Mojie's "zeal", he finally bowed his hand politely.

"I have been waiting for almost three years this day." Mo Jie exhaled a long sigh, "I hope that sir, don't keep my hand in this battle."

"You can rest assured about this." Li Bai's expression became serious at this time, "I can only win but not lose in this battle today."

"Very good!"

Mojie reached out and pressed the hilt of the sword behind her back. As she spoke, her eyes became cold and solemn, like a lion staring at her prey, her body was motionless, and her eyes were staring at Li Bai on the other side without blinking.

The cold and sharp sword intent emitted around him was like ripples, quickly covering the entire schoolyard, including the city tower stands.

"Hoho..."

Venerable Changqing who noticed the sword intent could not help but lit up his eyes.

"It is worthy of being the successor chosen by Old Man Pei. This sword intent is quite impressive."

Venerable Qu Shang was surprised and inexplicably.

"The practice of the Sword Abyss Sword Sutra reaches the ninth chapter, and if there is the Spirit Sword White Horse, even if you and I may not be able to subdue this kid." Venerable Changqing nodded with consent, and then looked at Qingxuan beside him with some concern, "Old Xuan, you are in trouble, you disciple."

"No matter how big the trouble is, he asked for it."

Qingxuan smiled bitterly.

To be honest, he was really worried at this moment.

Even if he could win this battle, he would probably have to consume a lot of energy in the end, and he might even suffer some injuries.

In this way, it will be troublesome to stand in front of Sui Yi and Chu Hengdao.

"Dong!——"

Just as he was worried about this, the last drum beat on the city tower fell.

"Zheng!"

Almost the moment the drum beat fell, a white sword light, amid the sound of a sword, flew away from the north to the south, like the shadow of the sky.

Only monks like Venerable Changqing can see that this light is Mojie's sword.

The sword was so fast that it directly cut off the river water in the middle of the two sides of the training ground.

"boom!--"

But just as the few people were worried about Li Taibai on the other side of the river, with a huge sound of breaking through the air, the water of the river in the middle of the north and south schoolyard suddenly exploded, and then a sword intent as thick as mountains and seas swept up from the south schoolyard.

"boom!"

Then the sword light, like waves, swallowed Mojie's sword in just an instant.

"Crazy..."

The river water in the sky swept by the sword energy turned into raindrops and poured down.

A Mojie, covered with sword marks on his body, was standing in the rain with a blank expression on his face. The white horse of the spirit sword was now stuck beside him. The sword body was not "buzzing", as if he was afraid of something.

On the river bank opposite him, Li Bai was still standing on the other side calmly.

The only change was that there was a floating flying sword in front of him.

After a moment of silence, the stands around the schoolyard were in an uproar.
To be continued...