Chapter 388 Ye Huang's Sword Mark
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Yang Gui Fei
After learning that Ye Suifeng had successfully entered the finals, Huang Qing laughed heartily, took out the good wine he had collected for decades, and yelled that he would get drunk tonight.
Seeing how he vowed to get himself drunk, Ye Suifeng thought Huang Qing's drinking capacity was so strong.
As a result, he only ate three catties, and his face was flushed, and he couldn't tell the difference between southeast and northwest.
After getting drunk, Huang Qing insisted on arguing to find Mr. Ma, saying that with Ye Suifeng's current performance, he was fully qualified to enter the Tiangong Pavilion.
When his temper flared up, several people couldn't stop him, so they rushed to Master Ma's residence in a hurry.
As you can imagine, he was almost beaten and thrown out.
In the end, the original conditions are still maintained, and only the top ten can be broken into the Tiangong Pavilion.
After returning, Ye Suifeng found Huang Qing alone.
"Old Huang, I know you're doing it for my own good, but it really doesn't need to be like this."
At this time, Huang Qing's wine has sobered up a little, at least he can communicate normally.
"But isn't it the greatest wish of every foundry to enter the Tiangong Pavilion?"
Huang Qing understood Ye Suifeng's meaning and asked suspiciously.
Ye Suifeng smiled.
"How can you be sure that I am a foundry?"
Huang Qing was stunned for a moment.
After Ye Suifeng entered the foundry and showed his ability, Huang Qing concluded that he was a foundry with great talent and ability.
But after hearing Ye Suifeng's words, he fell into deep thought.
That's right, who said that one who is proficient in forging must be a blacksmith?
In retrospect, Ye Suifeng's abilities don't stop there, it seems that he has quite high attainments in any aspect.
The breakthrough in the toilet alone has killed most of the so-called geniuses in a flash.
"Then what do you mean"
Huang Qing was a little uncertain.
"To tell you the truth, the only reason I entered the foundry was because there was nowhere to go at that time."
Ye Suifeng said truthfully: "This is actually my foothold."
Huang Qing was not too surprised by this sentence, he had already guessed such an ending.
"At the beginning, I really wanted to go to Tiangong Pavilion. It seems that there is a friend of mine there."
Ye Suifeng continued: "But after Lord Ma and the others arrived, my mind has changed."
"Tiangong Pavilion, it's the same no matter when you go."
"But they must pay back the insult they have done to the foundry and to you and Xiaohan."
"That's why I will participate in this Enlightenment Competition."
Huang Qing was stunned.
He didn't expect that Ye Suifeng had such an idea.
The reason why they participated in the competition was to find their dignity back?
For a moment, Huang Qing didn't know what to say.
"Those people are not easy to mess with."
After thinking about it, he still said a word of reminder.
"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."
Ye Suifeng smiled and said, "Tomorrow's final, you should come too."
"The signboard of our Tongji Foundry will rise from tomorrow."
After finishing speaking, he left the room, leaving only Huang Qing sitting there with fixed eyes.
The next day, the finals of the Enlightenment Contest officially began.
After yesterday's elimination, only forty contestants remained.
Among the 40 people, only nine were geniuses cultivated by the local forces in Siqing City, and the rest were all from outside, and all of them were powerful.
Ye Suifeng is one of the nine locals.
In the center of the island in the middle of the lake, in a specially leveled training ground, all the contestants are ready to go.
Surrounded by many people watching the finals, all of them were rich or expensive.
Huang Qing and Huang Xiaohan were also among them.
"Master Ye must work hard!"
Huang Xiaohan clenched his small fists and cheered for Ye Suifeng through the void.
But Huang Qing seemed a lot calmer today, serious and unsmiling, he couldn't tell what he was thinking.
"Ye Suifeng will definitely not go far today!"
On the other side, Chi Yuheng stared at the figure in the field with a look of resentment on his face.
On his face, there are still some spots that were attacked by ghosts yesterday, but they are not so colorful, and they are called gray skin at most.
Master Ma on the side shook his head, with a look of disappointment in his eyes.
Chi Yuheng is a talent who has just emerged under his command. He was quite optimistic about him at first, so he took him with him for a tour.
But Chi Yuheng's performance yesterday was really disappointing.
Regardless of whether you have fallen for Ye Suifeng Dao or not, you, who are in the realm of alchemy, have been made so miserable by a person in the realm of alchemy, which has proved something.
After returning, he had to think carefully about Chi Yuheng's position.
As for Ye Suifeng.
Master Ma decided to observe carefully, maybe his previous judgment on him was really wrong.
Time passed and the sun gradually rose.
Accompanied by the sound of the great bell, the final finals finally officially began.
The person in charge of Yongxiang Gate personally lifted out a huge bluestone, and then placed it in front of all the contestants.
The surface of the bluestone was shrouded in mist, and he didn't know what kind of medicine he was selling in the gourd.
"You are lucky."
"This is something that has been handed down from the Holy Land. Although it has only imprinted its appearance, it is still a rare creation for you!"
The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi started a lengthy brag.
Below, Ye Suifeng and Danya stood together, whispering.
"Let me tell you, the louder things are, the worse they are."
Ye Suifeng said.
Danya couldn't help laughing: "Why do you say that?"
Ye Suifeng snorted: "Experience dictates."
"The harder the advertisement is, the worse the thing will be. It was said to be 999 for a knife, but when I went in, I found that the blood volume of the mobs was 999 million."
Danya didn't understand very well, but she also roughly understood what Ye Suifeng meant.
false promotion.
But the people of Yongxiangmen should not be like this.
"On the top of the bluestone is a sword mark!"
The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi continued: "Its source is an existence that we cannot imagine!"
"The person who created it is even better than the world, and the only one in the ages!"
Hearing this, Ye Suifeng couldn't help laughing.
"It's like drinking fake wine."
"The only person in the ages who dares to say that about himself is definitely not good."
He was really bored waiting, so he chose to complain about others to have fun, since he wasn't here anyway.
"The next task for you is to use all your talents to comprehend this sword mark in an hour!"
"At that time, we will select the final ranking of this competition based on your level of perception!"
After the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi finished speaking, he waved his hand lightly, and the fog above the blue stone slowly dissipated.
Everyone stared at Qingshi seriously, Ye Suifeng also looked over.
He wanted to see what the hell it was.
As the mist dissipated, the array arranged on the surface of the bluestone also dissipated.
Suddenly, a powerful sword intent erupted from the bluestone!
That sword intent was truly terrifying, sweeping the entire field, and everyone felt a sharp aura.
And in that breath, there is actually a trace of the will to destroy, which makes the soul tremble slightly.
"This sword is extraordinary!"
Someone exclaimed.
"Just standing here, I feel tingling all over, and even my soul is trembling!"
Danya said with a serious expression, gritted her teeth.
Ye Suifeng was also slightly stunned.
Because he felt a familiar breath from the sword intent.
After a while, the fog cleared away completely, and a deep sword mark was engraved on the boulder.
"Buzz!"
After seeing the sword mark clearly, Ye Suifeng's brain roared and he was completely dumbfounded.
If you read correctly, the sword mark is exactly what was left by the first form of the Nine Swords of Killing Gods!
And when it comes to its origin, there is a familiar aura in the sword marks.
After careful identification, it turned out to be Ye Huang's breath!
At this time, Ye Suifeng was dizzy.
It really feels like drinking fake wine.
How could Ye Huang's sword mark appear here?
Moreover, it seems that he has used all his strength.
What the hell is going on?
Seeing how he vowed to get himself drunk, Ye Suifeng thought Huang Qing's drinking capacity was so strong.
As a result, he only ate three catties, and his face was flushed, and he couldn't tell the difference between southeast and northwest.
After getting drunk, Huang Qing insisted on arguing to find Mr. Ma, saying that with Ye Suifeng's current performance, he was fully qualified to enter the Tiangong Pavilion.
When his temper flared up, several people couldn't stop him, so they rushed to Master Ma's residence in a hurry.
As you can imagine, he was almost beaten and thrown out.
In the end, the original conditions are still maintained, and only the top ten can be broken into the Tiangong Pavilion.
After returning, Ye Suifeng found Huang Qing alone.
"Old Huang, I know you're doing it for my own good, but it really doesn't need to be like this."
At this time, Huang Qing's wine has sobered up a little, at least he can communicate normally.
"But isn't it the greatest wish of every foundry to enter the Tiangong Pavilion?"
Huang Qing understood Ye Suifeng's meaning and asked suspiciously.
Ye Suifeng smiled.
"How can you be sure that I am a foundry?"
Huang Qing was stunned for a moment.
After Ye Suifeng entered the foundry and showed his ability, Huang Qing concluded that he was a foundry with great talent and ability.
But after hearing Ye Suifeng's words, he fell into deep thought.
That's right, who said that one who is proficient in forging must be a blacksmith?
In retrospect, Ye Suifeng's abilities don't stop there, it seems that he has quite high attainments in any aspect.
The breakthrough in the toilet alone has killed most of the so-called geniuses in a flash.
"Then what do you mean"
Huang Qing was a little uncertain.
"To tell you the truth, the only reason I entered the foundry was because there was nowhere to go at that time."
Ye Suifeng said truthfully: "This is actually my foothold."
Huang Qing was not too surprised by this sentence, he had already guessed such an ending.
"At the beginning, I really wanted to go to Tiangong Pavilion. It seems that there is a friend of mine there."
Ye Suifeng continued: "But after Lord Ma and the others arrived, my mind has changed."
"Tiangong Pavilion, it's the same no matter when you go."
"But they must pay back the insult they have done to the foundry and to you and Xiaohan."
"That's why I will participate in this Enlightenment Competition."
Huang Qing was stunned.
He didn't expect that Ye Suifeng had such an idea.
The reason why they participated in the competition was to find their dignity back?
For a moment, Huang Qing didn't know what to say.
"Those people are not easy to mess with."
After thinking about it, he still said a word of reminder.
"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."
Ye Suifeng smiled and said, "Tomorrow's final, you should come too."
"The signboard of our Tongji Foundry will rise from tomorrow."
After finishing speaking, he left the room, leaving only Huang Qing sitting there with fixed eyes.
The next day, the finals of the Enlightenment Contest officially began.
After yesterday's elimination, only forty contestants remained.
Among the 40 people, only nine were geniuses cultivated by the local forces in Siqing City, and the rest were all from outside, and all of them were powerful.
Ye Suifeng is one of the nine locals.
In the center of the island in the middle of the lake, in a specially leveled training ground, all the contestants are ready to go.
Surrounded by many people watching the finals, all of them were rich or expensive.
Huang Qing and Huang Xiaohan were also among them.
"Master Ye must work hard!"
Huang Xiaohan clenched his small fists and cheered for Ye Suifeng through the void.
But Huang Qing seemed a lot calmer today, serious and unsmiling, he couldn't tell what he was thinking.
"Ye Suifeng will definitely not go far today!"
On the other side, Chi Yuheng stared at the figure in the field with a look of resentment on his face.
On his face, there are still some spots that were attacked by ghosts yesterday, but they are not so colorful, and they are called gray skin at most.
Master Ma on the side shook his head, with a look of disappointment in his eyes.
Chi Yuheng is a talent who has just emerged under his command. He was quite optimistic about him at first, so he took him with him for a tour.
But Chi Yuheng's performance yesterday was really disappointing.
Regardless of whether you have fallen for Ye Suifeng Dao or not, you, who are in the realm of alchemy, have been made so miserable by a person in the realm of alchemy, which has proved something.
After returning, he had to think carefully about Chi Yuheng's position.
As for Ye Suifeng.
Master Ma decided to observe carefully, maybe his previous judgment on him was really wrong.
Time passed and the sun gradually rose.
Accompanied by the sound of the great bell, the final finals finally officially began.
The person in charge of Yongxiang Gate personally lifted out a huge bluestone, and then placed it in front of all the contestants.
The surface of the bluestone was shrouded in mist, and he didn't know what kind of medicine he was selling in the gourd.
"You are lucky."
"This is something that has been handed down from the Holy Land. Although it has only imprinted its appearance, it is still a rare creation for you!"
The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi started a lengthy brag.
Below, Ye Suifeng and Danya stood together, whispering.
"Let me tell you, the louder things are, the worse they are."
Ye Suifeng said.
Danya couldn't help laughing: "Why do you say that?"
Ye Suifeng snorted: "Experience dictates."
"The harder the advertisement is, the worse the thing will be. It was said to be 999 for a knife, but when I went in, I found that the blood volume of the mobs was 999 million."
Danya didn't understand very well, but she also roughly understood what Ye Suifeng meant.
false promotion.
But the people of Yongxiangmen should not be like this.
"On the top of the bluestone is a sword mark!"
The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi continued: "Its source is an existence that we cannot imagine!"
"The person who created it is even better than the world, and the only one in the ages!"
Hearing this, Ye Suifeng couldn't help laughing.
"It's like drinking fake wine."
"The only person in the ages who dares to say that about himself is definitely not good."
He was really bored waiting, so he chose to complain about others to have fun, since he wasn't here anyway.
"The next task for you is to use all your talents to comprehend this sword mark in an hour!"
"At that time, we will select the final ranking of this competition based on your level of perception!"
After the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi finished speaking, he waved his hand lightly, and the fog above the blue stone slowly dissipated.
Everyone stared at Qingshi seriously, Ye Suifeng also looked over.
He wanted to see what the hell it was.
As the mist dissipated, the array arranged on the surface of the bluestone also dissipated.
Suddenly, a powerful sword intent erupted from the bluestone!
That sword intent was truly terrifying, sweeping the entire field, and everyone felt a sharp aura.
And in that breath, there is actually a trace of the will to destroy, which makes the soul tremble slightly.
"This sword is extraordinary!"
Someone exclaimed.
"Just standing here, I feel tingling all over, and even my soul is trembling!"
Danya said with a serious expression, gritted her teeth.
Ye Suifeng was also slightly stunned.
Because he felt a familiar breath from the sword intent.
After a while, the fog cleared away completely, and a deep sword mark was engraved on the boulder.
"Buzz!"
After seeing the sword mark clearly, Ye Suifeng's brain roared and he was completely dumbfounded.
If you read correctly, the sword mark is exactly what was left by the first form of the Nine Swords of Killing Gods!
And when it comes to its origin, there is a familiar aura in the sword marks.
After careful identification, it turned out to be Ye Huang's breath!
At this time, Ye Suifeng was dizzy.
It really feels like drinking fake wine.
How could Ye Huang's sword mark appear here?
Moreover, it seems that he has used all his strength.
What the hell is going on?
