No one heard the conversation between Jing Jiu and Gu Qing, so most people didn't understand what had happened. All they knew was that Jing Jiu was formidable enough to defeat his opponent in a higher state. The masters of the nine peaks had been immersed in the sword work for many years, so they sensed something unusual from this sword fight.
Before entering the State of the Undefeated, Jing Jiu had to rely on his naked eyes to capture the traces of the flying sword. His eyesight was so amazing that it could even be called the Sword Eyes. Moreover, his sword source was abundant, so he could wield his sword at an unimaginable speed, so that he could accurately hit Gu Qing's flying sword.
Being able to hit his opponent's sword didn't mean that he could knock down his opponent's sword.
The masters of the nine peaks saw it clearly. Every time Jing Jiu dropped his sword, he would turn his wrist slightly and use the thickest part of his sword to touch the weakest part of Gu Qing's flying sword. But how could he know where the weakest part of Gu Qing's flying sword was? There was no explanation for this. It could only be said that Jing Jiu was born with a keen sense of the sword.
This kind of sword technique was very complicated, but it was very easy for Jing Jiu to use it. It was because he wielded the sword so smoothly that it felt natural, which made the people of Yunxing Peak, who were known for their exquisite sword work, admire him.
But the most impressive fact was another fact.
A year ago, when Jing Jiu said that he would use the sword left by Senior Master Mo of Shiyue Peak, some people thought he was using a trick, and some thought he was being kind. It wasn't until now that people realized that he had his eyes on the broadness and sturdiness of the sword, which could bring out his abundant sword source and his godly sword eyes.
His sword heart was so calm, his sword sense so keen, and his natural understanding of the sword; what did this mean?
It meant that Jing Jiu had an amazing talent in the sword work.
If Zhuo Rusui, Zhao Layue, and Liu Shisui were the people with natural Dao quality most suitable for Cultivation, then Jing Jiu was the one who was born to use the sword!
The Aoyama Sect was the number one sword sect in the world. How could they miss such a disciple?
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An old man walked out of the clouds that had been quiet for a long time.
The old man had an ugly appearance and extremely dark skin. He was none other than Elder Mo of Tianguang Peak.
Elder Mo walked to the edge of the cliff and looked at Jing Jiu by the stream. He rubbed his hands nervously and said, "Jing Jiu, are you willing to learn the sword from me?"
The cliff was originally very quiet, but with this sentence, there was an uproar.
"Jing Jiu, are you willing to inherit my sword at Bihu Peak?"
"As the peak master of Xilai Peak, I promise you that as long as you're willing to come to our peak, we'll do our best …"
"The Old Bird Sword Art of Yunxing Peak is the most suitable for this young man. What are you fighting for …"
Listening to these quarrels, Chi Yan, who had suffered some minor injuries last night, became even paler.
He sighed and helplessly thought about how Shanghai Peak would not be able to compete with others if they did not prepare in advance.
Elder Mo had only said a single sentence before he was interrupted. He was so angry that his face was flushed red, but it was hard to tell.
"Shut up, all of you!"
Elder Mo had always been good-tempered, but a good-tempered person would occasionally get angry, which was even more frightening.
The clear water flowing on the cliff was dispersed by the sword wills, turning into a rainstorm.
The quarrels among the cliffs gradually subsided.
"Didn't you all think this little guy was a good-for-nothing? Why have you all changed now? "
Elder Mo looked at the people of the peaks and said shamelessly, "How dare you compete with me?"
His words were very direct. The people of Bihu Peak, Yunxing Peak, and Xilai Peak could not respond, and could only remain silent.
Elder Mo looked at Jing Jiu and put on the warmest smile on his ugly face, saying, "You know I'm different from these guys. I've always thought highly of you. Even if you haven't been to the Sword Peak once in the past six months, I firmly believe that you'll appear in front of me today."
At this moment, Mei Li walked to the edge of the cliff and said with a sneer, "I'm not embarrassed. When I took a fancy to this child, you didn't even know who he was, Big Brother Mo."
Hearing this, Elder Mo was speechless.
Mei Li glanced at Lin Wuzhi in the distance and said, "I've already said that Jing Jiu can only belong to our Qingrong Peak. If anyone of you wants to compete with me, don't blame me for being rude."
It was then that a deep and warm voice broke out.
"Young Sister Mei, you're wrong. If the one who thought highly of him first was qualified to take him into their peak, then our Shiyue Peak would be ranked first."
The speaker was the Peak Master of Shiyue Peak, Guangyuan Zhenren.
Mei Li bowed to him with a slightly solemn expression, but she didn't back down. "I don't know when the Immortal paid attention to Jing Jiu," she said.
Guangyuan Zhenren said sentimentally, "It happened two years ago. I heard that the outer sect of the South Pine Pavilion had an extraordinarily intelligent and knowledgeable disciple, so I sent a message to Young Master Lü, asking if that disciple was willing to come to Shiyue Peak. Jing Jiu, do you still remember this?"
Jing Jiu nodded.
Mei Li didn't know this until now, and said helplessly, "Immortal, you wanted him to be a caretaker at the foot of your peak, not because you saw his talent in sword work."
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This was the most exciting moment of the Inherited Sword Competition.
All the peaks wanted Jing Jiu to inherit their swords. Each peak had its own reasons, and each peak had its own reasons; neither side would back down.
Even Liu Shisui didn't fight so fiercely, because all the peaks knew in advance that he was a pawn of the Sect Master.
Jing Jiu didn't have any background, so the peaks wouldn't let him go.
The disciples by the stream were surprised to see the masters arguing, and even the Peak Master of Shiyue Peak came out in person.
The dozen disciples who had entered the South Pine Pavilion in recent years were excited, feeling honored. Looking at Jing Jiu standing on the green rock, Young Sister Yushan was so excited that her face turned slightly red, and she punched young Yuan of Lelang County a few times with her small fists. Young Yuan felt the pain, but didn't dare make a sound, looking very innocent.
The argument couldn't go on like this, and the choice was in Jing Jiu's hands.
"Jing Jiu, which peak will you choose?"
The elder of Shiyue Peak, who was in charge of the Inherited Sword Competition, asked him solemnly. Then he lowered his head slightly, and said in a voice as low as a mosquito, so low that only he and Jing Jiu could hear, "To be honest, our Shiyue Peak doesn't have much, but we have an inexhaustible supply of magic pills and spiritual fruits. The Peak Master has some good stuff that even the Sect Master can't get; they can all be yours."
Jing Jiu smiled.
Back when he was calculating in the village, his arrangement was to go to Bihu Peak; but now that Lei Poyun was dead, it was meaningless for him to go to Bihu Peak.
Mei Li took good care of him, and expressed her desire to let him inherit her sword a long time ago; but for some reason, he would rather die than go to Qingrong Peak.
The Cultivation on Xilai Peak was to deal with people, but he didn't like dealing with people.
The Cultivation on Yunxing Peak was to deal with the sword, so it was unnecessary for him.
The Cultivation on Shiyue Peak was relatively less stressful, and the days were quite leisurely. However, the disciples of the peaks had to take care of those precious herbs and orchards in addition to organizing the books, which was quite troublesome. Most importantly, there were many monkeys on Shiyue Peak, who were noisy from morning to night, which really displeased him.
It seemed that Tianguang Peak was the best choice. Lin Wuzhi was a good person, and though Mo Chi still stuttered like before, his temperament was as honest and sincere as before. If he inherited the sword from Tianguang Peak, he and Liu Shisui would become disciples of the same peak again. Jing Jiu thought it would be interesting to think about the expression on that small black face.
As he was about to make the decision, he suddenly saw the young girl on the green rock, and a new idea occurred to him.
"I need to think about it."
Jing Jiu said to the Elder of Shiyue Peak.
The Elder of Shiyue Peak was a bit disappointed, but he said according to the rules, "Okay, but you have to make a decision before the end of the Inherited Sword Competition."
He was disappointed that Jing Jiu didn't decide to join Shiyue Peak immediately. Mei Li of Qingrong Peak and Elder Mo of Tianguang Peak also had the same idea.
Some people were disappointed because they thought Jing Jiu was too arrogant. The elders all looked up to him, but he was still being picky; did he think he was really something?
Jing Jiu walked back to the green rock.
Zhao Layue looked at him and said, "You are really something."
"Just so-so," said Jing Jiu.
Zhao Layue said, "Your talent in sword work can be ranked in the top three among those I have ever seen."
Jing Jiu said seriously, "I think my talent in sword work is the best in Aoyama."
Zhao Layue didn't know what to say, so she walked past him and headed toward the stream.
Countless gazes were fixed on her.
In the minds of the crowd, the shock brought by Jing Jiu was temporarily suppressed.
Which peak would Zhao Layue inherit the sword? Which peak had placed her as a chess piece in advance?
This was a question that had troubled the Aoyama Sect and more than half of the Cultivation world for many years, and it would finally be answered today.
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