Giant Heaven Marquis and Xiu Qili bowed to each other and settled down.
The fierce momentum from just now seemed like a farce, dissolving into a gentle breeze in the Heavenly King's voice.
Everyone looked again at the projection of the Mountains and Rivers Realm, observing its myriad forms.
"Another one also comes from Nanqi, the descendant of the Nanqi King, Li Zhaoming. It is said that this child was born with the favor of the Li family of Nanqi, and he could manifest his Dharma body at the age of eight. He cultivates in the Supreme Divine Palace, and his mastery of the All-Knowing Divine Skill is unparalleled. Few in the Li clan can contend with him, making him a rare prodigy in Nanqi's history. If he can suppress Ming Ji, the first place will naturally be within his grasp."
"As for another one, there is Xiao Jing, a disciple of the Zixiao Palace. It is said that this child has a naturally unique bone structure, a rare Xuan body in the world. He is born with the manifestation of divine powers, truly remarkable. If he can unleash his inherent power in the Mountains and Rivers Realm, he should also be a strong contender for the top spot."
"And there's…"
Marquis Bai Mu listed ten people, all of whom were the pride of the heavens from Taicang Nanqi. Each of them showed the proud and heroic姿态 of the future, and it could be foreseen that they would definitely enter the Dao Palace Realm. These geniuses were now gathered here, making it difficult to predict who would win the first place.
"As for the last one, I want to give it to a stranger."
"A stranger?" Xiu Qi asked, looking at Marquis Bai Mu.
"Yes," Marquis Bai Mu nodded. "This person, Marquis Wuliang, you must have seen him too. He calls himself Jiang Taixu and comes from outside Tianyuan City. I have been observing him for a long time and feel that this person is not simple. Although he looks ordinary and unremarkable, I always feel that he is like dense dark clouds, ready to unleash a storm at any moment. I have a feeling that this person's background is not simple, and his strength is also not simple."
"I am optimistic about these eleven people, all of whom have the potential to win the first place. I wonder what Marquis Wuliang thinks?"
After Marquis Bai Mu finished speaking, he raised his cup and drank the wine. His face, hidden behind a mask, revealed no emotion, but there was clearly some anticipation in his voice.
Xiu Qi also finished his drink with him, put down his cup, and looked at the Mountains and Rivers Realm. Jiang Wen's figure came into view, always giving him a strange illusion. In that person named Jiang Taixu, he could always see the shadow of his master.
"I don't know, but if I had to choose one, perhaps I would choose Ming Ji," Xiu Qi said calmly.
"Why?" Marquis Bai Mu asked, puzzled.
"This girl, her swordsmanship has already reached the pinnacle of perfection."
… …
"Good swordsmanship!" Jiang Wen wiped the sword wound on his face, wiping away the blood. He still held the Azure Dragon Sword in his hand, looking at the white-haired girl in front of him with some excitement. "Your swordsmanship is truly remarkable, I'm afraid it has already reached the pinnacle of perfection."
Listening to Jiang Wen's praise, the white-haired girl's expression remained unchanged. She gripped her sword tightly, her palms trembling non-stop. It was clear that she was the first to be unable to withstand the previous contest. Although her sword had wounded Jiang Wen's cheek, the other party still had strength to spare.
"Again," Ming Ji said coldly to Jiang Wen.
"No more, no more," Jiang Wen said with a smile on his face. His gaze turned to behind Ming Ji, where dozens of people were standing on the sand dunes in the distance, watching.
They quietly looked at the sand pit, which was ten miles in size, inside which Jiang Wen and Ming Ji were standing. Obviously, these people had arrived long ago, simply watching the two fight.
Jiang Wen put away the Azure Dragon Sword and raised his head towards Ming Ji: "You might as well conserve your energy and wait until we go to the mountain of the martial arts assembly to have a good fight."
"… … Okay," Ming Ji finally agreed to Jiang Wen's suggestion, knowing that now was not the time. After all, this was not yet the summit of the martial arts assembly, and anyone could assassinate everyone in this area. Once dead here, there would be no chance to participate in this martial arts assembly. This was something that all cultivators could not accept.
Therefore, before reaching the summit of the Martial Arts Mountain, the cultivators would conserve their strength to avoid being plotted against.
Although Ming Ji was cold by nature, she was not stupid after all. After putting away her sword, she sat down cross-legged, quietly recovering her mana.
Jiang Wen looked at her, with a feeling of looking at a junior. After all, the Mingwang Clan had some karma with him back then, and he didn't expect to see a descendant after returning. Although this little girl was cold, her sword talent was truly terrifying. If Jiang Wen hadn't relied on his strong mana, he would have suffered a loss in swordsmanship.
The only thing to be thankful for was that Ming Ji's mana was obviously still weak, unable to exert her true strength. However, it could be imagined that when this little girl entered the Dao Palace Realm in the future, her mana would be endless, and at that time, her strength would be even higher. I'm afraid that the current Jiang Wen would only be able to fight against the future Dao Palace Ming Ji by taking out his trump card magic weapon.
"The Mingwang Clan does have a good descendant," Jiang Wen sighed.
"Do you know my grandfather and them?" Ming Ji, who was recovering in place, suddenly asked.
"I know them, but it has been many years," Jiang Wen sighed with some nostalgia. "I once went to the Mingwang Clan, when the Mingwang Clan was going through hardships and was already in its twilight years. Later, I went to another country, and when I came back, I met you. With a junior like you, the Mingwang Clan has a promising future."
"… … I was a little rude just now, I hope senior doesn't blame me," Ming Ji listened, a trace of panic appeared on her originally cold face. She lowered her eyes and apologized to Jiang Wen, her voice no longer as cold as before.
"Haha, it's okay. It's been a long time since I've stretched my muscles," Jiang Wen laughed loudly as he listened to Ming Ji's words. He didn't expect the girl who was so fierce just now to be so junior-like now. "Looking at you like this, could it be that your grandfather is very strict with you?"
"… … No, I just don't want to make grandfather sad," Ming Ji said softly. "I was raised by my grandfather."
"Where are your parents?"
"They all died in battle."
"… … I understand," Jiang Wen listened to Ming Ji's words, and he knew why she said she didn't want to make her grandfather sad. With only one relative left in the world, anyone would have a heart of compassion. "Don't worry, your grandfather won't be sad. He has such a powerful granddaughter like you, he's too happy."
Jiang Wen stretched out his hand and subconsciously rubbed Ming Ji's head. Only after touching it did he feel that his action was a bit abrupt. After all, he and Ming Ji had only just met, and the other party should be angry at such behavior.
He looked at Ming Ji's face, but the other party was staring blankly at the sky in the distance.
