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  "Great!"

  Looking at Wang Ting walking up from the crowd below, Gong Sun's eyes on the stage condensed slightly, but on his face, the color of disdain remained unabated: "Very good, good courage, actually having the guts to come up."

  Wang Tingwan ignored Gong Sun's words and stood on the stage, looking down at the surroundings with a sweeping gaze in all directions.

  Under the stage, everyone's eyes were focused on him, including Hailin's curiosity, Li Mu's implicit warning, Xi Ruojian's expectation, Qin Qing's worry, Liu Ruisi's disdain, and some of Wang Ting's acquaintances and non-acquaintances, ordinary disciples, core disciples.

  At this moment, he is the core of everyone's attention, he is the only one.

  But in their hearts, they don't think so...

  This feeling...

  It's been a long time.

  "Alright!"

  As Wang Ting's mind was focused, in that wonderful feeling, his state was about to be adjusted to the best, a voice suddenly shocked him out of this realm.

  A cold glint flashed in Wang Ting's eyes, and his gaze fell on a middle-aged man beside him.

  This middle-aged man named Zhu Mo is a mentor in the college, with the cultivation of a high-ranking swordsman. At this moment, his duty standing here is to serve as the notary for this duel.

  But...

  He actually interrupted his state adjustment at the moment when he sensed that his mental state was about to reach its peak, using the method of resonance with qi and blood to shock him out of that adjusted state. It can be seen that the true stance of this "notary" has already become very "clear".

  Noticing Wang Ting's eyes with a hint of chill, the mentor snorted, just a high-ranking martial artist from a merchant family...

  "Now that everyone is here, I'll announce the rules for the duel. Although life and death are not a concern on the dueling grounds, you are all elite students of our Xuanji High-Level Swordsmanship Academy, and the future pillars of our Taixuan Kingdom. Our academy and country have invested a great deal in each and every one of you, so I hope that when the actual duel begins, you can stop at the point where the outcome is clear, and determine victory or defeat."

  "Of course, for this younger schoolmate of mine, I will definitely show mercy."

  Gongsun's words were spoken with a hint of mockery still lingering at the corners of his mouth.

  "Alright, Gong Sun is an old student and must be very familiar with these rules, I'm at ease. Wang Ting, you're a new student, so this point must be remembered: just mark the attendance and that's it. If someone intentionally hurts others and creates grudges, no one wants to see that happen, understood?"

  Zhu Mo said finally, his tone had become somewhat stern.

  ……

  "This vermilion ink master, how can he be so biased..."

  Under the stage, Qin Qing and Liu Ruxi couldn't see anything unusual, but Xi Ruojian, as a high-ranking swordsman, had already noticed some clues. For a moment, she couldn't help but slightly furrow her delicate eyebrows.

  "It seems that this Zhu Mo is no longer suitable for the position of notary."

  Bei Wu Ya echoed in agreement beside him.

  But...

  It was just an echo.

  He can't afford to offend a strong man who has hope of entering the Great Swordsman stage and obtaining a noble title over such a small matter.

  ……

  "Did you hear clearly?"

  His voice was laced with a hint of oppression as he asked.

  If an ordinary sixteen-year-old student were to be scolded and warned by Zhu Mo, even if they had adjusted their state to the best before, during the battle, it would still be inevitable to have a lingering fear in their heart, holding back and not being able to exert 70% of their strength at all.

  But Wang Ting...

  He nodded slightly, and his aura didn't change at all due to Zhu Mo's words.

  Seeing this scene, not only Zhu Mo, but also Gong Sun's heart was slightly chilled. His vigilance against Wang Ting increased by another level, and the disdain on his face became even more apparent.

  "Alright, let's start!"

  Zhu Mo gave Gong Sun Shu a conciliatory glance.

  What he should have done, he has already done; if he had done it too obviously, he would have been counterproductive.

  Gongsun nodded slightly, receiving Zhu Mo's gaze, and then slowly drew his sword, with a cold intent at the corner of his mouth: "Youngster, are you ready? As your senior, should I let you have three moves? Don't say I'm bullying!"

  Wang Ting didn't react at all, slightly gasping for breath. The spiritual power of the 6th-stage Spiritual Master was constantly stirring up the blood and energy inside his body. Soon, his own blood and energy had been fully mobilized, skipping the warm-up stage altogether, and his physical strength was pushed to its peak.

  Upon seeing this, Gong Sun's expression changed slightly: "Can't let this kid get away with it, I just called three formal swordsmen to go find him trouble, even if he defeated those three people, he must have consumed a lot of physical strength and energy, now is the best time to settle the battle!"

  "Want to drag out the time and live a few more minutes? I don't have that much time to waste, if you won't make a move, then I will!"

  In a low voice, he stepped out of his body shape, with a sword in his hand, the sword turned into a jade, carrying a truth that simplified complexity, and quickly rushed to the royal court to assassinate.

  "Tian Yi Sword Technique!"

  Among the crowd, many students who were familiar with Gong Sun's sculpture had a sharp light flashing in their eyes at the same time.

  Unexpectedly, Gong Sun's mouth was full of big talk, not putting Wang Ting in his eyes at all. But as soon as he made a move, it turned out to be the most powerful and famous Tian Yi sword technique of the Gong Sun family!

  The swordsmanship of Tian Yi changed from complex to simple in a killing move, and Wang Ting suddenly moved.

  Draw your sword!

  Draw your sword!

  Fencing!

  It was done in an instant!

  Bang!

  Flames burst forth.

  Wang Ting stabbed with one sword, and the sword tip actually pierced into the gap between Gong Sun's swords.

  At the moment when Gong Sun's sword tip transmitted a strong force, his hand slightly shook, directly deflecting Gong Sun's sword tip, and then the sword tip swiftly pierced towards Gong Sun's throat.

  "Not good!"

  He felt a piercing chill run down his throat, and Gong Sun's eyes contracted as the effect of the middle-grade swordsmanship was revealed. His entire body's skeleton made a crackling sound, relying on the strong endurance of his bones to move at an incredible speed that exceeded human limits. At the same time, he avoided the sword thrust and pinched his fingers into a sword shape, fiercely stabbing it onto Ruo Sheng's sword. A massive force shook out from the sword, transmitting to Wang Ting's palm, almost tearing his palm apart.

  The momentum of a mid-tier swordsman is fundamentally something that high-tier warriors cannot easily withstand.

  "Cut!"

  Seizing the opportunity, Gong Sun shouted loudly in his mouth, and the strong momentum of the middle-stage swordsman and the bearing capacity of his bones made him swing his sword quickly again, without any worries about pulling his muscles. In the moment when Wang Ting missed a hit and revealed an opening, he aimed at his head and slashed horizontally.

  This sword was just grasped by Wang Ting at the critical point where his old strength had been exhausted and his new strength had not yet been born, fully displaying the subtlety of the Tian Yi Sword Technique's "Yi" character to the limit, making it impossible for anyone to dodge.

  "Die!"

  At the moment of this sword's execution, even Gong Sun Zuo himself felt that his understanding of Tian Yi Swordsmanship had deepened once again.

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  (Kill Gong Sun Zuo, big trouble; not kill Gong Sun Zuo, retreat and advance temporarily endure, does not conform to sword cultivator style, kill or not kill?)

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