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  Ji Wuyu sat on the side, holding a beast-headed wine cup: "Maybe Ji Yichuan let his son try it out in advance, after all, even if he fails, four years later, that Ji Ning can still try again."

  Ji Lie nodded.

  "They had two chances, but we cant afford to lose once." Ji Lie revealed a hint of a smile, "Fortunately, I took in Lian as my adopted son back then."

  Ji Lie immediately ordered his attendants: "Let him come and see me!"

  "Yes, master." The barefoot maid bowed and backed away.

  A moment later, a tall and sturdy young man wearing golden fur walked in with big strides. The youth had an intense aura, his face was covered with a layer of golden down, and his eyes also had a subtle golden glow. Unlike ordinary people, he always carried a dark straight sword on his back.

  He walked in with big strides... At first glance, he seemed like a tall and slender golden retriever. Although only thirteen years old, his height was slightly taller than Ji Lies.

  "Father." Yelled out respectfully.

  "Alright." Ji Lie looked at his adopted son, nodding in satisfaction. "The Golden Sword Convention is held once every four years, I will arrange for someone to register your name to participate in this Golden Sword Convention, I only have one requirement... seize the Golden Sword!"

  "Yes." His voice was low and thick.

  "Hmm." Ji Lie nodded in satisfaction, he had adopted many sons, but few had ever satisfied him. Xiao was one of the few who did, and this time, letting Xiao participate in the Golden Sword Convention to hinder Ji Ning was also something Ji Lie was extremely confident in.

  Ji Lie said, "This time you need to be careful is the only son of Ji Yi Chuan, Ji Ning! Although he hasnt experienced real life-and-death battles, after all, he cultivates our Ji familys most top-notch method and ultimate technique. What I taught you is also a top-notch method, but compared to his, its still slightly inferior."

  Nodded.

  He knew he was just an adopted son, while Ji Ning was the only son of Ji Yichuan and the most promising heir to the Ji familys legacy. The two were worlds apart in terms of status, and Ji Ning could easily obtain the top-notch techniques of the Ji family, but as an adopted son, he had no chance of getting his hands on the strongest and most exclusive skills of a clan.

  "Moreover, Ji Ning has just reached the state of unity between man and sword this year." Ji Lie looked at his adopted son, "You must not be complacent."

  "The child will surely win." Lisi said in a low voice.

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  The Golden Sword Great Dictionary begins!

  A large number of tribal youths have been killing each other from the bottom, and one by one, the youths were eliminated, leaving only the stronger ones. After more than a month of killing, the eight strongest youths were finally selected. To be precise... seven youths were selected, and another was directly designated as one of the top eight without going through any trials - that is, Ji Ning!

  Ji Ning, Ji Yi Chuans sole son! A young genius of the Western Ji Manor.

  According to Jis Western Mansions external statement, Ji Ning is very strong and does not need to undergo a low-level trial, directly obtaining a top eight spot.

  Anger?

  Injustice?

  "Hmph, wait till the last day, encountering another seven opponents, this Ji Ning will definitely lose miserably."

  "Really going all out!"

  "Damn it!"

  Some tribal youths whispered that Ji Ning had reached the state of unity of man and sword, but very few of those tribal youths knew about it.

  ……

  "Hustle, hustle, hustle~~~" The war flag flapped in the wind.

  The howling cold wind cant extinguish the burning passion in countless peoples hearts, because today is the last day of the Golden Sword Grand Ceremony!

  In the center of the vast martial arts arena in the Wu Temple, there was a huge battle platform. Below the platform stood eight tribal youths, one of whom was Ji Ning wearing animal hide. Further out were large numbers of Black Armor Guards surrounding the platform and guarding it, making the tens of thousands of gathered tribal youths, Western Citys civilians, etc., not dare to step over the Thunder Pool.

  "Here."

  "The innate spirits have arrived."

  Tens of thousands of spectators gathered, excitedly cheering on the final day of the Golden Sword Tournament. Normally, there wouldnt be so many spectators, but today was special! Today was the last day of the Golden Sword Tournament, and the last eight contestants would compete in the final showdown to determine the strongest and claim the Golden Sword.

  The last day of Jin Jian Da Dian will also have many legendary congenital spirits coming to watch the battle!

  "That one riding on the long-necked strange beast is Tian Huo Chui."

  "Thats the one riding a white tiger, our Ji familys Western Manors number one divine archer!"

  "Thats Kagutsuchi, the Fire God!"

  "Look, its Drip Sword! The one with a snow-white large dog next to him is Drip Sword Ki no Kawa! The snow-white large dog next to him is the Innate Spiritual Beast White Water Marsh."

  "Your Excellency!"

  "The master of the mansion has also appeared."

  "Why are there so many congenital spirits? There are too many."

  "So many innate spirits!"

  ……

  A scene of chaos, a scene of madness.

  The Golden Sword Great Canon is held only once every four years, and usually only a few innate spiritual beings come to watch. However, this time many legendary figures have appeared, such as the mysterious and elusive Ji Shi Xi Fus number one, Dripping Water Sword Ji Yi Chuan, who has actually arrived! The arrogant and fiery God Ji Lie has also arrived!

  All ten stewards have arrived, none of them are absent.

  Because this time its not just the Golden Sword Ceremony, but more importantly... its a test of war for the candidates for the Lord of the Manor! As long as Ji Ning obtains the Golden Sword, he will be the next Lord of the Manor. With such an important matter involving the succession of the Lord of the Manor, most of the innate spiritual beings in the Western Manor of the Ji Clan naturally attended.

  "Today is the last day of the Golden Sword Ceremony." A cold and clear voice rang out, a long-haired woman with blue light standing on the battlefield, "Now, please let the eight young men come to the stage."

  Splash! Splash! Splash! Splash! Splash! Splash! Splash! Splash!

  Eight figures leaped onto the battlefield in succession.

  Ji Ning glanced around and found that the other seven opponents were almost all staring at him. Apparently, as the only one among the top eight who had not engaged in a fierce battle but was directly set internally, he had provoked the exclusion of these seven opponents.

  "You think Im happy?" Ji Ning pouted, having been directly placed in the top eight by the master of the manor, Ji Yongyang. "However, these seven guys are all quite tall, even the girls, the shortest one is at least 1.7 meters. Taller than me... Ugh, that stupid big guy must be over 2.3 meters."

  Although they were all young, after all, each one had practiced and was close to sixteen years old. Only Ji Ning was ten years old, naturally the smallest and thinnest of them all.

  "You eight will fight one by one, the loser will be eliminated and the winner will stay. The top four will be decided first, then the top two, and finally the strongest one." said the long-haired woman.

  Ji Ning and seven other youths were all listening in.

  Suddenly——

  "Halt!" A cold voice rang out.

  The tribesmen who came to watch the battle, the tens of thousands of civilians in Xifucheng, all turned their heads to look, even the long-haired women frowned and looked back. She was after all a natural-born spirit of the Ji familys Western Manor, but only because she had arrived on the last day to preside over the event. Who would interrupt at this time? As she turned her head to look...the one speaking was a man in white beast skin with an icy demeanor.

  The long-haired woman trembled.

  "A drop of water becomes a river."

  "Dripping Water Sword."

  "Dī shuǐ jiàn zhàn zài nà jiù fǎng fú yī zuò jù dà bīng shān, wǒ dōu gǎn dào xīn dǐ fā hán." Guān zhàn shù wàn zǐ mín hěn duō rén yǎn dōu yǒu zhe jī dòng zhī sè, měi yī gè xiān tiān shēng líng dōu shì wǎn rú shén mó, ér jì yī chuān gèng shì zhè piàn dà dì shàng zuì yào yǎn de cún zài, chuán shuō de cún zài.

  Ji Yichuan sat there, calmly saying: "The last day of the Golden Sword Convention is to determine the strongest among them, and take the golden sword. In my opinion... let Ji Ning fight alone against the other seven!"

  "One against seven?" The long-haired woman was taken aback, "This, this..."

  "What?!"

  "One against seven? And the other seven are all the most talented young men."

  "This!"

  A shockwave.

  Even the governor, Ji Yu Yang, sitting next to Ji Yi Chuan, was slightly taken aback, while the venomous old man, Ji Lie, sitting on the other side of Ji Yu Yang, burst out laughing: "Good, one against seven, Ji Ning is a young man with great talent in our Ji familys western mansion. Even if he loses, its a kind of tempering. But Yi Chuan... if you lose to one against seven, what then?"

  "Its only right to admit defeat when one has lost, no chance of getting the Golden Sword!" Ji Yichuan said calmly.

  "Good." Ji Lie nodded.

  Ji Youyang looked at Ji Yichuan with a puzzled expression, then opened his mouth: "As you said, Yichuan."

  "Yes, Master." The long-haired woman nodded as she saw the situation. The two largest factions of the Ji familys western mansion both nodded, and she naturally wouldnt say more, but could only secretly sigh that Di Shuijian Ji Yichuan was indeed too arrogant.

  "Wait for eight oclock."

  The long-haired woman looked at the eight young men, "Choose a weapon from me, after choosing a good weapon... then listen to my command. When I give the order, you seven will fight against Ji Ning. If Ji Ning loses, or if all of you lose... only then will this battle be over."

  "Hua." The long-haired woman waved her hand, and suddenly a large pile of weapons appeared out of thin air on the battlefield, all sorts and kinds were there, the only thing was that none of them had been sharpened!

  "Choose," said the long-haired woman.

  Ji Ning and the other eight youths all walked forward, quickly choosing their weapons. Ji Ning also chose a black longsword that was over fifty pounds in weight and had a very tough texture.

  The tens of thousands of onlookers below were all abuzz with discussion, many of whom were seeing Ji Yichuan for the first time. They felt that Ji Yichuan was as cold and unapproachable as a thousand-year-old glacier: "Ji Yichuan is too arrogant, and so is his son - a one-on-seven? Even if Ji Ning really did surpass the other seven in strength, how could he possibly win when facing all seven at once?"

  "Totally crazy."

  "That Ji Ning heard that he was only ten years old and was ordered by his father to participate in the Golden Sword Ceremony, and even let him fight one against seven. How pitiful."

  Many onlookers began to sympathize with Ji Ning, after all, among the eight young men on the battlefield, Ji Ning was the smallest and youngest. His appearance was also delicate... a slender and delicate young man, and his father was a renowned cold and strict figure, its easy to imagine how strictly he would have been demanded by his father in daily life.

  "Have you chosen?" The long-haired woman looked at the eight young men.

  Seven young men stood on one side of the battlefield, some using curved knives, others using long spears, straight knives or sharp swords. Each and every one of them stared at Ji Ning.

  On the other side of the battlefield was Ki Ning standing alone.

  Ji Ning held a sword in his hand and looked calmly at the opposite side.

  "Now that weve made our choices." The long-haired woman waved her hand and put away the pile of unopened blades beside her, saying "Lets begin then."

  The words had just fallen.

  Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Seven figures on one side of the battlefield swiftly darted out, and simultaneously pounced towards Ji Ning on the other side.