(Yesterday, before Fang Jingtian fell down, he said a few words, but they all disappeared after I sent them out … Then, in the main text, it became Jing Jiu talking to himself … I couldn't do anything about it. After I sent it out, Haitang reminded me that it might become an asterisk. So I added a dot in the middle, but it disappeared completely! Well, now you should have figured it out. What a pity that his words were not pleasant to hear, but it was a good picture.)
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Hearing what Yuan Qu said, Jin Sidao looked terrible, and so did the elders and disciples who supported Fang Jingtian. But Ping Yong-Ka looked the worst.
Of course, he remembered what his Master had said at the Stream of Sword Washing. The problem was that he had never taken those words seriously.
The Peak Master of Sword must be an important figure in the Aoyama Sect. How could he be qualified to be the Peak Master?
Not to mention his seniority in the nine peaks of Aoyama, he was just the last disciple of the Shenmo Peak. If he suddenly became the Peak Master … what would Senior Master Aunt think? What would Big Brother Gu Qing think? What would Yuan Qu think? Big Brother Zhuo Rusui would be furious, and … what if Apiao lost her temper?
He was nervous and at a loss. He didn't know what to say. He wanted to refuse, but he didn't dare.
"If it were you, I would accept it," Jin Sidao said while looking at Zhao Layue, "but why should I give him the position of the Peak Master? Just because he is the last disciple of the Immortal Sect Master? When Big Brother Liu Ci was here, he didn't do anything to Zhuo Rusui, no matter how much he doted on him. "
Zhuo Rusui didn't wait for him to finish. He said with drooping eyelids, "Don't talk about me. Otherwise, I will ask Senior Master for advice."
Jin Sidao snorted coldly, but didn't say anything else.
Though his seniority was not low, and his cultivation in the middle state of the Broken Sea was high, he was still no match for Zhuo Rusui.
"Anyway, why should he?" He looked at Zhao Layue and continued, "I won't accept it."
To say nothing of Jin Sidao and those elders and disciples who supported him, even Mo Chi, Mei Li, Chi Yan and the others felt it was inappropriate, not to mention Jin Sidao and those elders and disciples who supported him. The main reason was that Ping Yong-Ka had only stayed in Aoyama for a short period of time. Although he had two stunning performances a hundred years ago, he was still not qualified enough to be a Peak Master.
Those elders and disciples of Yunxing Peak were even more unwilling to serve such a person as their master. They looked at him rather unkindly.
Under those gazes, Ping Yong-Ka was a little nervous. He looked pitifully at Zhao Layue, but he didn't receive any support. He couldn't help but feel extremely regretful. He thought to himself, why did his surname have to be Ping? In the end, everyone had to ask themselves why.
"Then … then … why don't we have a fight?" He looked at Jin Sidao and asked.
Hearing this, Jin Sidao couldn't help but be stunned, wondering if all the young people of Shenmo Peak were so arrogant. Even if I'm not a match for Zhao Layue and Zhuo Rusui, it's still a piece of cake for me to deal with you!
"Are you sure?"
"Yes."
There was an uproar in the crowd.
Even though he had received confirmation, Jin Sidao still didn't believe this matter could be settled so easily. He looked at Zhao Layue.
Zhao Layue said, "I'm the Master of Shenmo Peak."
The meaning of this statement was clear. She wouldn't care anyway.
In the eyes of Jin Sidao and the others, since she didn't care, the Immortal Sect Master, who was so lazy, wouldn't care either.
Taking a deep breath, Jin Sidao said, "Okay."
Hardly had he finished speaking when a man appeared in front of him.
The pine trees rustled in the wind. It was unusually quiet in front of the hall of Xilai Peak.
Seeing this scene, people's eyes were full of disbelief.
Ping Yong-Ka placed his right hand on Jin Sidao's neck. "Does this count as your defeat?" he asked with uncertainty and bewilderment.
Jin Sidao's face turned extremely pale, and then turned purple. "This is a sneak-attack," he said in a trembling voice.
Ping Yong-Ka said embarrassedly, "Sorry, I'm a bit nervous."
Having said that, he retreated to the side of Zhao Layue without any visible movement. He had covered a distance of one hundred feet in an instant, without leaving any residual shadow or making any sound of wind, as if he hadn't moved at all.
Seeing this, the crowd was stunned again, wondering what kind of movement this was.
Those who had witnessed Ping Yong-Ka's performance at the Sword Trial and the Plum Meeting more than one hundred years ago knew that this was the legendary shapeless sword body.
Jing Jiu, Zhao Layue, and Ping Yong-Ka were the only three people in the whole of Aoyama and the whole Cultivation world who had mastered this ability.
Jin Sidao took another deep breath to suppress his anger, nervousness, and frustration. He didn't dare to be careless. He called out his flying sword, ready to employ the most powerful move of the Old Bird Sword style of Yunxing Peak.
The flying sword looked very faint in the sky, like an ice cube that could disappear at any moment. It was the famous sword of Aoyama, the Absolute Emptiness.
Ping Yong-Ka thought that he wouldn't be able to approach him as easily as before since his opponent was well-prepared this time. He couldn't help but feel more nervous.
Crack!!! The pine trees seemed to have been cut off by an invisible barrier.
The Absolute Emptiness Sword rose up along with the wind, bringing along a dozen agile sword lights, heading toward Ping Yong-Ka.
Ping Yong-Ka leaned forward reflexively and dashed in that direction. With a thudding sound, the dust on the ground rose slightly.
In the next moment, he came before Jin Sidao again and placed his right hand on Jin Sidao's neck. The sword lights were emitting from his clothes and black hair, and his fingers exuded a faint formidable sword will.
The Absolute Emptiness Sword was still in the sky.
The Old Bird Sword style hadn't been formed yet, let alone attacking.
It became even quieter in the square. The crowd couldn't believe what they had just seen.
Jin Sidao's face was full of astonishment and indignation. His lips trembled slightly, but he couldn't utter a word.
"Does this count as my win?" Ping Yong-Ka asked him seriously.
Jin Sidao reached out his hand to call back the Absolute Emptiness Sword and put it into his empty left hand. He turned around and walked toward the outside of the square. He didn't turn his head around no matter how the elders and disciples of Yunxing Peak shouted at him.
A peak master in the middle state of the Broken Sea Realm had been humiliated by a young disciple who had been in the sect for more than a hundred years. How could he have the face to stay on the square? It was highly likely that he had been provoked and wanted to go to the hermit peaks to keep Fang Jingtian company.
Ping Yong-Ka wondered why Jin Sidao was still so angry if it wasn't a sneak attack. He turned his head timidly to look at Zhao Layue, wondering what he had done wrong.
Zhao Layue looked at him, her eyes full of the image of herself when she was young in the Sword Peak. A hint of appreciation showed up in her eyes as she said, "You're pretty good."
A few iron eagles suddenly flew up from the distant Sword Peak, giving off a rare cry. The clouds and fog dispersed slightly, and dozens of sword wills rose up joyfully, as if they were welcoming something.
Yuan Qu walked up to him and looked at the Absolute Emptiness Sword in his hand enviously, asking, "You're pretty good. What state are you in now?"
"I don't know," replied Ping Yong-Ka with a puzzled expression.
He really didn't know what state he was in at the moment. He had thought he would definitely lose if he fought with Jin Sidao, and his Master would blame him for not being the peak master of the Sword Peak. Unexpectedly, he won … Hearing this answer and thinking of what they had seen, the crowd was shocked speechless again, wondering what kind of place the Shenmo Peak was on earth.
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The fight between Ping Yong-Ka and Jin Sidao took only a short time, and there was no dazzling scene. But the disciples of Aoyama all practiced swordsmanship, so they understood what Ping Yong-Ka's two close approaches meant. As for the more important sword fight, which was related to the position of the leader of Aoyama, no one was there to witness it.
Zhao Layue thought that Jing Jiu used this fight to familiarize himself with the State of Heavenly Arrival, but others thought it took him a few days to finish the fight because the fight was so intense.
A few days were enough for the Dead Dog to eat up the delicious food he had kept for many years, enough for Ada to curse him three thousand times in his mind, and enough for Gu Qing to come back from Zhaoge City.
The small charcoal stove was lit again, and the silver charcoal had gradually turned silver. The water in the iron kettle had gradually boiled, and it was time to put the tea leaves in. The content of his narration had finally returned to the inside of Aoyama Sect from the Imperial Court.
"The Zhongzhou School has some complaints about the distribution of resources by the Imperial Court, but there is nothing they can do about it. The specific distribution of resources on the mountain is still done by Tianguang Peak and carried out by Shiyue Peak. However, this disciple has some doubts that Guo Nanshan has handed over Liangwang Peak to Gu Han and the others. He has done things fairly, but he has too much power in his hands …"
Lying on the bamboo chair and enjoying the comfortable autumn sun, Jing Jiu raised his hand to indicate that he had no interest in this matter.
Gu Qing understood what Jing Jiu meant, and didn't say anything more. He picked up the teapot and started to serve the tea. There were three teacups in the teapot. Jing Jiu gave the first one to himself, because it was a bit unfamiliar; he gave the second one to his Master, because it was just right; and he gave the third one to Zhao Layue, because she had a strong taste.
At the moment, there were only three of them by the cliff's edge. Yuan Qu, Ping Yong-Ka and Apiao were talking about something in the Daoist Hall; it was unclear what they were talking about, but it was quite noisy.
Jing Jiu took the teacup and had a sip, asking, "Have you settled the matter on your side?"
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