Chapter 232: The Sword Determines the World

Yanchi Island, Sword Master Conference, Arena.

"Hey! This girl is good, I like her very much!" Xiao Hei stood on Chen Ping's shoulder and sent out a thought.

About ten meters opposite Chen Ping, there stood a woman, wearing a tight black outfit with dark patterns embroidered on it. The faint patterns seemed to be some kind of spell.

She was wearing a dark purple cloak with silver patterns embroidered on the edge of the cloak.

Her figure was upright and graceful, her tall figure was perfectly proportioned, and her legs were slender.

Standing opposite Chen Ping, she was like an iceberg, exuding a cold and arrogant aura.

"You are very strong!"

Yan Ling gave Chen Ping the highest evaluation.

"You seem to be very strong too!" Chen Ping responded.

According to the display on the scarlet bracelet, Yan Ling's strength was six stars higher than Chen Ping, reaching the level of diamond two stars. This gap could no longer be made up by equipment.

Now, there are only two opponents left. Yan Ling is Yan Yun's daughter, and she has been in the forbidden land for so many years. If she really has any connection with the demons, she would have destroyed the seal of the forbidden land long ago. The possibility of her being an accomplice of the demons is very low.

Chen Ping can almost conclude that the person who has a connection with the demons is the last person. He has also asked many people about that person, but most people are very secretive, even Xia Hongyun did not mention a word.

"I know that my father asked you to find clues about the devil. This should be done by me, but I have been in seclusion, comprehending the Yan Chi Nine Swords, but unfortunately I am always one level short, and I feel ashamed of my father!"

"Let's have a real swordsmanship competition. No matter what the result is, I will try my best to help you find clues. How about it?"

"Real swordsmanship? How does Miss Yan want to compete?" Chen Ping asked.

"Swish!" Yan Ling took out two wooden swords and threw one to Chen Ping.

"Use this! Do you dare?"

Chen Ping smiled slightly: "Why not!"

This is exactly what Chen Ping wants. If he really wants to compete, his chances of winning are not great unless he uses all his trump cards.

But now his life span is decreasing, but potions are hard to find. In addition, there is a tough battle to fight. In addition, he also has to find a way to deal with the demons. He really doesn't want to waste too much energy here.

"What's going on? Why are you using a wooden sword?"

"I don't know! A wooden sword contest doesn't show much strength, there's nothing to watch!"

"Is Chen Jingnan letting you win? Without the Red Flame Sword, how can he beat Miss Yan?"

"It's over, I'm betting on Chen Jingnan again this time!"

"This... this must be a trap set by the Yan family, they are the banker, cutting our money!"

Hearing the whispers of the crowd, Yan Xiao was furious: "What trap? Do you know swordsmanship? Only with a wooden sword can you show the real swordsmanship. This Sword Master Conference is a competition of swordsmanship!"

Yan Xiao bet on Chen Ping from beginning to end that day and won a lot of money. In this penultimate game, he bet all the winnings of the day, plus all his wealth, on his eldest sister.

Since most people still favor Chen Ping this time, the odds are quite considerable. As long as his sister wins, he won't even have to ask his father for money for the rest of his life.

Hearing these people's slander, they naturally felt angry.

In the distance, Xiaobai and Su Xixi, who had eaten for a morning, went to the toilet for an afternoon.

"Xiaobai, this melon is too diuretic. Can I take a break and not pee?" Su Xixi asked.

"No!" Xiaobai shook his head and answered very straightforwardly.

"The game hasn't started yet? What is Brother Chen talking about with her?" Alia walked slowly into the arena.

After she helped to set up the barrier, Yan Yun gave a large part of the reward during the interval of the competition. Then Alia used this reward to keep betting, and the money in her hand increased several times. She just took the money to continue betting on Chen Ping. At Chen Ping's speed, the battle should have ended and there was a result, but Alia didn't expect that the two on the stage had changed weapons.

"Why use a wooden sword?" Alia was full of doubts.

"I want to know too. I guess Brother Chen is in some danger in this game!" Xue Na looked at the arena and frowned slightly.

Yan Ling's swordsmanship was very strong and aggressive, while Chen Ping had already retreated to a corner, seeing more and more flaws and his defense becoming more and more embarrassing.

In terms of swordsmanship, Chen Ping was indeed far inferior to Yan Ling.

"I'm afraid I'm really going to lose!" Chen Ping had no way to retreat.

Suddenly, a familiar voice rang in his ears: "You are my master, you must not lose to this woman!"

"But I think..."

"I don't want you to think, I want me to think!"

Xiao Hei continued without hesitation: "The sword rises and the world is settled, and the qi condenses and the stars come!"

Chen Ping suddenly had an idea. He had seen Xiao Hei's actual sword dance with the qi too many times. Under the guidance of this formula, he immediately used the sword to guide his own aura, as if he could stabilize the world, and condense his own qi, like the stars descending on him, laying the foundation for the swordsmanship.

"The sword shadow follows the light, and the qi wind swirls around the body!"

The qi gradually rose, and Yan Ling looked at Chen Ping, whose momentum had changed greatly, and was suddenly a little stunned, and the offensive and defensive momentum also changed instantly.

"The sword breaks through thousands of waves, and the energy gathers in the mountains!"

At this moment, the wooden sword in Chen Ping's hand seemed to be able to break through thousands of huge waves, and the energy at this moment also accumulated to the most powerful state.

"The sword dances in the nebula, and the energy spreads across the sky!"

On the arena, the energy that can tear apart everything forced Yan Ling directly into a corner.

"The sword returns to the world and the energy disperses, and the heart is at peace!"

The wooden sword was slowly retracted, and Yan Ling was completely defeated.

The two of them were competing only in swordsmanship, which had nothing to do with their own strength. Yan Ling was also convinced of her defeat.

"You are worthy of being my master, and you are a teachable child! From now on, I will call you master, and you call me master, how about that?" Xiao Hei laughed.

"This... this is..."

Suddenly Yan Ling's eyes widened, and a look of realization appeared on her face.

"The ninth sword of Yan Chi Jiujian!"

"Plop!"

Yan Ling knelt directly in front of Chen Ping.

"Sir, can you please take me as your master!"

"No, I want you to be my master!"

"Please take me as your apprentice!" Yan Ling was extremely excited.

"If you take her in, I will be her master!" Xiao Hei felt that Yan Ling had a good impression from the beginning, and liked her for no reason.

Chen Ping ignored Xiao Hei, but he really valued Yan Ling. After all, she was already a diamond strength, and more importantly, she was only in her twenties now, and her future could only be described as "limitless".

I just learned swordsmanship from Xiao Hei temporarily, and Xiao Hei's swordsmanship came from Tianmeng Academy, so I can say that I have a master, but Yan Ling relies entirely on her own qualifications.

"There is no need to become a disciple. There is no end to learning swordsmanship. We can learn from each other in the future!"

"No, I must become your disciple!" Yan Ling shook her head. In her opinion, only in a master-disciple relationship can the other party really teach her real skills.

"Did this guy have a mental problem because of his seclusion? If he has a mental problem, it may still be a problem in the future!"

Chen Ping frowned, but he was a little embarrassed to do so because everyone was watching him. Besides, Yan Ling was the daughter of Yan Yun. For the sake of the old man, Chen Ping finally nodded and agreed.

"I will ask my father to prepare the apprenticeship gift as soon as possible, and choose an auspicious day to formally become a disciple!" Yan Ling said seriously, as if she was afraid that Chen Ping would regret it.

As the night deepened, the last competition was scheduled for tomorrow morning, and the champion of the first session did not show up today.

If he still hasn't shown up during the competition tomorrow morning, he will be treated as a waiver.

At this moment, Chen Ping has determined that the guy is the one who colluded with the demons.

He looked at Yan Ling, perhaps he could learn more about the first champion from Yan Ling.

However, before Chen Ping spoke, a group of people came on horses.

"Master, something bad has happened! There is news from the Chi family..."

After hearing the news, Yan Yun's face changed drastically, and he hurried to find Chen Ping.

"It's bad, the Chi family's forbidden land has been breached by the demons, the seal has been destroyed, and the head of the demon god has been taken away by the demons!"

"This old man is really unreliable!" Xia He also came over.

At this time, the spectators around had already been dispersed, and only Yan Yun and others were left in the huge arena.

As soon as Xia He finished speaking, another group of people came, and it was Chi Tian who came with his son.

Chi Tian said a lot of long-winded words, the gist of which was that he was wrong before, he had to repent and reform, and he had to join forces with the Yan family to fight against the demons.

"This old man, he made a mistake and was sentenced, but he repented. He shook his snot off when it flowed into his mouth, and he turned around when his car hit a tree. His child died, and he had milk!" Xiao Hei complained mercilessly.

"I want to know about the news of the first champion!" Chen Ping's words interrupted Chi Tian's self-blame and repentance, and also made the surroundings completely quiet.

"This matter... It's a long story, let's go back to the Yan family first!"

Yan Yun led everyone to the Yan family, and in the hall of the Yan family, he talked about his eldest son.

He originally had two sons and one daughter. The eldest son Yan Long was extremely talented, even more perceptive than Yan Ling, and was also regarded by Yan Yun as the heir of the family.

However, ten years ago, after the first Sword Master Conference, Yan Long, who won the championship, entered the forbidden area and began to observe the Yan Chi Nine Swords. Suddenly, he found that he could not comprehend it at all. After nearly a year, he still failed to practice the first sword.

Then, the second champion Yan Ling entered the forbidden area. His speed of comprehension was completely beyond Yan Long's reach. At this point, Yan Long's temperament changed drastically, and finally the Yan family completely broke off relations.

"Long Er's character is not bad, but he is a little stubborn. It's also my fault that I focused all my energy on clearing the demon clan and ignored Long Er..." Yan Yun sighed.

"Dad, I believe in my elder brother. Even if there is a gap between us, he will never surrender to the demon clan!" Yan Ling always trusted his brother.

"But at present, Long Er is the most likely!" Yan Yun shook his head. No one knows his son better than his father. He knew that Yan Long was a person who easily went to extremes, and after excluding all the contestants of the Sword Master Conference, there was only one Yan Long left, and he was also the only possibility.

"If it's really him, he probably won't come to the Sword Master Conference tomorrow. Now our most important thing is to protect the Yan Family Forbidden Land!" Chen Ping said.

"I have already sent more people, and the Yan Family Forbidden Land is in the back mountain. If something happens, we will know it first!" Yan Yun replied.

"Why don't we go to the forbidden land now and destroy the body of the demon god first!" Alia suddenly suggested.

"No, the time is not up yet. The God-chosen hero Yan Chi specifically explained the time, and it can't be advanced or delayed!" Yan Yun shook his head.

"How long will it take?"

"Ten days!"