The Desolate Era
25
Ji Jadewich sat in his usual place, tending to the beastskull trophy. Maybe Ji Yichuan wanted to let her son try early. After all, even if he failed, four years later, Ji Ning could try again.
They had two chances, but I must not fail once. Ji Lee revealed a slight smile on his face. Fortunately, back then, I received my adopted son, Grizzly.
Soon, Lee said to the nearest waiter, “Have Grizzly come and meet me!”
“Ya sir.” The barefoot female servant bowed, then quickly left.
Immediately after, a tall young man wearing golden fur came stepping in. This young man had an extremely ferocious aura. His face was covered with golden fur, and his eyes also had a faint golden look, unlike ordinary people. Every time, he carried a pitch-black straight sword on his back.
He stepped in, and as he did so, he looked like a skinny golden grizzly bear. Although she was only thirteen years old, she was even slightly taller than Lee.
“Dad.” Grizzly called out respectfully.
Grizzly. Lee looked at his adopted son, nodding in satisfaction. The Golden Sword Ceremony is held once every four years. I'll arrange for you to be enrolled in the Golden Sword Ceremony this year. I only have one request: Seize that golden sword!
“Ya.” Grizzly sounds deep and thick.
“True.” Lee nodded with satisfaction. Of the many adopted children he took, few satisfied him, and among them, Grizzly was the one who satisfied him the most. Lee had full confidence in Grizzly's ability to prevent Ning from seizing the golden sword in this year's ceremony.
Li spoke again. This time, all you need to be aware of is Ji Yichuan Ji Ning's only son! Even though he has not experienced a real life and death battle, he is still practicing the highest grade techniques of our Ji clan. Although the techniques I taught you are also top class, compared to his, they are still slightly inferior.
Grizzly nodded.
He'll understand. After all, he was just an adopted child. But Ji Ning? He was the only son of Raindrop Sword, Ji Yichuan, and also the heir to the position of Lord Prefecture. The difference in status between the two was too great. Ning could easily obtain the ultimate technique from the Ji clan, but he, the adopted son, couldn't possibly be allowed to learn the most powerful clan technique.
“In addition, Ning has just reached the level of ‘one with sword’ this year.” Lee looked at his adopted son. Don't be so confident.
“I, your son, will definitely win.” Grizzly growling.
The Golden Sword Ceremony begins!
A large number of tribal youths were at the bottom, fighting each other wildly. One by one the youths were expelled, with the stronger ones left behind. After a whole month of fighting, finally, the eight most powerful youths were chosen. Or, more precisely .. seven young men were chosen. There is one more person who is automatically listed as one of the top eight, without having to undergo any competition. Ji Ning's!
Ji Ning, Raindrop Sword's only son, Ji Yichuan! The most talented young man from the Ji clan in the Western Prefecture.
According to what the Ji clan of the Western Prefecture had said to outsiders, Ji Ning was so powerful that she did not need to enter the competition at all. He could go straight into the top eight.
The anger?
Not fair?
Hrmphs. On the last day, when he met the other seven experts, this Ji Ning would definitely be completely destroyed.
“He really won't give up!”
“He embarrassed Ji clan!”
Some tribal youths muttered silently amongst themselves. Only very, very few of the tribal youth had heard the news that Ji Ning had reached the level of ‘one with sword’.
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Huahuasca. The battle flag was fluttering loudly.
The silent cold wind extinguished the burning flames in the hearts of many, as today would be the last day of the Golden Sword Ceremony!
In the middle of the vast training field, there was an enormous dueling platform, with eight tribal youths standing beneath it. One of them was the fur of a savage beast that Ning wrapped. Outside there were a large number of black armored riders surrounding the dueling platform protectively, preventing the tens of thousands of tribal youths and residents of Western Prefectural City from coming to watch the battle approaching the dueling area.
“They are here.”
“Xiantian life form has come.”
The tens of thousands of spectators gathered here all became extremely excited. The Golden Sword Ceremony had been going on for so long now, and normally, not so many spectators. But today is special! Because today is the last day of the Golden Sword Ceremony, and the last eight competitors will, in the last contest, determine who is the most powerful and who will seize the golden sword.
On the final day of the Golden Sword Ceremony, many legendary Xiantian lifeforms would also come and watch!
The one riding on that long-necked monster, it was the Heavenly Firehammer.
The one riding on the white tiger was the number one archer of our Ji clan in the Western Prefecture!
“It ... The God of Fire, Ji Lee!”
Look, the rain sword! There, who had a big snow-white dog next to him was the Rain Drip Sword, Ji Yichuan! The big snow white dog next to him was a Xiantian living creature, ‘Whitewater Hound’!
“Master Prefecture!”
“Master of Prefecture, Ji Young, has appeared too!”
Why are there so many Xiantian life forms? Their numbers are too many!
“So many Xiantian life forms!”
..
Totally bonkers. Really chaos.
After all, the Golden Sword Ceremony was only held once every four years. In general, only a few Xiantian living beings would come watching, but today, many legendary figures had come, such as the rarely seen number one mysterious expert of the Ji clan in the Western Prefecture, to be the most powerful, The Rain Drip Sword, Ji Yichuan. Or a wild and arrogant man like the Fire God, Ji Lee!
This was because this was not just the Golden Sword Ceremony. More importantly this was a small test and battle that would determine who the next Prefectural Ruler was! As long as Ning was able to snatch the golden sword, then he would become the next Prefectural Ruler. Since this event involved something as important as who the next Prefectural Sovereign was, almost all of the Xiantian living beings in the Ji clan in the Western Prefecture naturally came to witness it.
“Today is the last day of the Golden Sword Ceremony.” A cold voice rang out from a woman with long hair that glittered with a blue light standing on the dueling platform. Now, let the eight youths climb onto the platform.
Shua! Shua! Shua! Shua! Shua! Shua! Shua! Shua!
Eight shadows jumped onto the dueling platform in succession.
Ning glanced at them and found that almost all the other seven opponents were staring at him. Clearly, the seven of them were disgusted that he was allowed to be directly placed among the top eight without having to advance through as many battle tiers as they had.
“Do you think I want to be like this?” Ning pursed her lips. It was truly the decision of the Young Lord Prefecture for him to be appointed as one of the eight. However, these seven people were truly tall. Even the shortest of them, a woman, at least 1.7 meters tall, was slightly taller than me ugh, and this big, stupid man was probably 2.3 meters tall.
Although they are ‘pemuda’, they are all very accomplished in their training, and most are almost sixteen years old. Only Ning was only ten years old. Naturally, he was the shortest of them.
The eight of you will fight each other, one by one. The loser will go, and the winner will stay, until four are left. And then, you will duel until only two are left, then finally, the strongest will be chosen. Said the long haired woman.
Ning and the other seven youths listened.
Suddenly
“Stop!” A cold voice sounded.
The witnessing tribal youths and the Ji clan citizens of the Western Prefecture all turned their heads towards that voice. Even the long-haired woman turned around and frowned. He was a Xiantian level expert from the Ji clan in the Western Prefecture, and he had only come to take the lead today because it was the last day. Who caused a commotion at a time like this? He turned his head and saw that the speaker was a heartless looking man wearing white fur.
The long haired woman trembled.
“Rain Spot Sword, Ji Yichuan.”
“Hurricane Raindrop.”
The Rain Drip Sword looked like a giant iceberg, just standing there. I felt my heart getting colder just by looking at it. Tens of thousands of spectators looked excited in their eyes. All the Xiantian experts present were like Fiendgods to them, but Ji Yichuan was the most dazzling expert in the land, a legendary figure.
Yichuan sat there and said coldly, The last day of the Golden Sword Ceremony is to choose the most powerful of the eight finalists to be the one to snatch the golden sword. As I see ... let Ji Ning fight against the other seven!
“One against seven?” The long haired woman was dumbfounded. “But but”
“What?!”
One against seven? The other seven are very talented young people.
“But!”
A very surprising scene.
Even the Prefectural Master, Ji Young, who was sitting next to Yichuan, was amazed. As for the old man with the poisonous snake, Ji Lee, who was sitting on the other side of Ji Young, he immediately laughed out loud. “Learnest. One against seven. Ji Ning is the most talented young man in our Ji clan in Western Prefecture. Even if he lost, this would be a form of training for him. But Yichuanif your son lost the battle against those seven people, then what?
“If he loses, then he admits defeat, and has nothing to do with the golden sword!” Yichuan said calmly.
“Good.” Lee nodded.
Ji Young looked at Yichuan curiously, then spoke. “Leave as Yichuan.” says
“Ya, Mr. Prefecture.” The long-haired woman, looking at the situation, nodded. The two most powerful factions in the Ji clan in the Western Prefecture had agreed. Naturally, he had nothing to say about it. All he could do was sigh inwardly that the Raindrop Sword, Ji Yichuan, might be too arrogant.
“You eight.”
The long haired woman looked at the eight young men. Come here and pick your weapon. After selecting your weapon ... wait for my order. After I give the order, it will be Ji Ning who fights against the seven of you. If Ji Ning loses, or if you seven lose.then this fight will end.”.
Hua. With a wave of his hand, the long-haired lady made a large number of weapons appear out of nowhere onto the dueling platform. There are all kinds of weapons. It's just, none of them are honed!
“Choosing.” Said the long haired woman.
Ning and the other seven young men all stepped forward, quickly choosing their weapons. Ning chose a sturdy black longsword that weighed roughly fifty pounds.
The tens of thousands of spectators below were all engaged in conversation. Many of them are just now seeing ‘Rain’ Spark Sword, Ji Yichuan, for the first time. They felt as if Yichuan was like an ancient piece of glacial ice, so cold that their hearts trembled. Ji Yichuan was probably too arrogant and demanding, and she even treated her son the same way. One against seven? Even if Ji Ning's true strength exceeded the other seven, how could he possibly defeat all seven of them at once?
“He's really crazy.”
I heard that Ji Ning was only ten years old, but her father had ordered her to come here and attend the Golden Sword Ceremony, and even wanted her to fight one on seven. The poor man.
Many onlookers were now starting to feel sympathy for Ning. After all, Ning was the smallest and shortest of the eight youths on the dueling platform, and the youngest as well. Moreover, Ning was very handsome .. This slim and handsome youngster had a very cold and cruel father. One could imagine how strict this young boy's father usually set him up.
“Are you done choosing?” The long haired woman looked at the eight young men.
Seven of the youths stood on one side of the dueling platform. They had prepared their weapons, be it a scythe, a spear, a straight sword, or a sword. All of them were staring at Ning.
On the opposite side of the platform stood Ning, alone.
Ning held the sword in her hand, looking at them calmly.
“Because you have made your choice ..” The longhaired woman waved her hand, took back the pile of blunt weapons that were on the side while saying, “Then you can start.”
Just when the words came out
Holy hooch! Holy hooch! Holy hooch! The seven figures on the other side of the platform moved at high speed, simultaneously attacking Ning, who was standing on the other side.