"Senior Brother Chen, I appreciate your kindness, but since I’ve entered the mountain, I naturally have to follow the rules of the sect. How could I take shortcuts!"
Righteous and stern, his face full of integrity, had it not been for this youngster threatening him earlier, he would have almost believed him.
He didn’t give up and planned to continue persuading. Compared to those mediocre ones in the mountain, Jiang Feng was undoubtedly the brightest star, especially since he learned from his own master that this year Master Liu would be the first to pick disciples, and with this youngster’s good swordsmanship, he would likely be chosen right away.
Thus, at the instigation of his own master, if all else fails, just forcibly knock the youngster unconscious, bring him up the mountain, press him to kowtow to the master, and after pouring him a couple sips of tea, consider him admitted to the sect.
The competitive pressure among the peaks is naturally very great; even fighting over a promising prospect is possible, his own master had snatched him away after battling an elder from Zhu Mingfeng.
Every time their master mentioned this incident, he would burst into laughter, which made him somewhat embarrassed; it was his first time overseeing the assessment, being overly concerned with regulations and moral ethics, thereby causing those promising disciples to be secretly taken up the mountain.
In the end, only leftovers remained.
"Brother Jiang, I know you’re worried about the child accompanying you, how about this, the child’s talents are acceptable, why don’t both of you join the sect together..."
Not responding immediately, Jiang Feng just looked towards Yan Long, who was slowly moving his body nearby, seemingly wanting to escape. Jiang Feng hadn’t aimed for lethal spots previously because he couldn’t predict the character of the person supervising this area.
If the opponent truly hated evil, then these few people naturally wouldn’t have any way out. But once the opponent was indecisive, spouting nonsense like ’the crime does not deserve death’, then he would be at a loss.
It might even lead to trouble for himself due to murder.
The persuasive voice of Chen Shan gradually ceased; he was, of course, not afraid of the youngster striking him—letting the youngster slash him for days might not even harm him. What made him abruptly stop was...
"Such a familiar action."
Frowning deeply, the young man just took a step forward; previously, he always had the longsword tied on his back, but today he held the scabbard freely hanging on each side.
Grasping the sword hilt with his right hand, a sharp aura burst forth instantly making Chen Shan widen his eyes. Although the sword intent was faint to the point of being pitiable, it was undoubtedly Sword Qi.
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Yan Long, who was not far away, seemed to have sensed the murderous intent and simply got up from the ground and ran wildly. Jiang Feng, however, relaxed his entire body and slowly drew the longsword.
This slow movement and posture were identical to how his senior sister from Taiyi Sect fought during the battle when Yan Yurou was taken away by an elder, and soon the young man’s expression revealed some pain.
A beam of light burst from his eyes as the three-foot Qingxia blade was unsheathed in an instant.
The aura vanished instantly, his arm trembling slightly, clearly showing the burden of that one sword was a bit heavy for Jiang Feng, but Chen Shan did not even turn back to glance at Yan Long in the distance.
From the moment his hand touched the sword hilt, he understood everything.
He also understood why Master Liu dared to let a disciple just beginning his training participate in the major selection, and even more, why he had such confidence.
"Since Brother Jiang... Mr. Jiang has no intention of joining Qingxia Peak, then I wish Mr. Jiang great success leading the way."
"Borrowing your auspicious words."
The two smiled at each other, and under the young man’s gaze, Senior Brother Chen Shan decisively stepped back and vanished from sight, even causing the three corpses on the ground to disappear before him.
One can’t help marveling at his high realm, but...
"Miss, peeking is not a good habit."