After Cultivating With the Enemy

"...The final test is a ring test. The content of the test is up to you to decide. You can choose spells, immortals, formations, and beasts. You need to choose three formal disciples from Hongmeng Academy to compete, and you can only win three games in a row. Enrollment."

On the high platform carved with white jade, the deacon disciple responsible for the assessment is reading the content of the assessment.

In the audience, the freshmen waiting for the assessment circled around.

"Chaoyun, that Jiang is looking at you again."

In the crowd, Ye Chenxing pulled Ji Chaoyun's sleeve.The examiner's Jiang Cheng sat in the front of the viewing seat, looking towards them with a smile.

Ji Chaoyun raised his eyes, and the two lines of sight separated at once. He faintly retracted his gaze: "Don't pay attention."

Ye Chenxing opened his mouth and wanted to persuade him again, but at this moment, the name of the first disciple who participated in the entrance examination was called out on the high platform.

Sure enough, it was Ji Chaoyun.

As everyone watched, Ji Chaoyun rose up and landed steadily on the high platform.

The deacon disciple bowed to him and asked, "What kind of competition do you want to choose?"

Ji Chaoyun said: "I want to test my body. No magical magic or magical equipment is allowed in the test. If the weapon falls on the ground or any part of the body leaves the white jade platform, it is a loss."

As soon as he said this, the deacon disciple's expression became stiff, and he subconsciously looked at Jiang Cheng in the audience.

Jiang Cheng made no secret of his mockery: "You can't use fairy skills? Do you think that the entrance examination of Hongmeng Academy is a mortal fight? It's really a mortal body soaring, and you can't get on the stage."

Ji Chaoyun's expression remained unchanged: "In the previous rules, it was not mentioned that this should not be the case."

"Never mind, then you don't regret it." Jiang Cheng tilted his head slightly and said to the person next to him, "Go, know the wrong."

Behind him, a handsome young man stood up, tapped his toes, and landed in front of Ji Chaoyun.

Everyone was in an uproar.

As soon as Ji Chaoyun asked for the test method, many people present had already responded.Most of the disciples of Hongmeng Academy were born with immortal books, and when it comes to immortal arts, they are much higher than their mortal self-cultivation.Only in terms of swordsmanship, the odds of winning should be greater.

But Jiangcheng sent Song Zhifei.

This Song Zhifei ascended as a mortal like them, created his own sword in the world, and established his sect with this sword method.

Needless to say, Song Zhifei's body style.

Too impulsive.

For a time, all those who knew the contradiction between Ji Chaoyun and Jiang Cheng thought so.

Hongmeng Academy only opened the mountain to recruit once for a hundred years. If Ji Chaoyun loses here, he will have to wait another hundred years for admission.For Yu Xianren, even though a hundred years is nothing, but climbing Hongmeng Mountain, the hardships along the way are extraordinary, who is willing to stop at the gate of Hongmeng Academy?

But Ji Chaoyun didn't care about these, his wrist turned, and a slender fairy sword appeared in his hand.The silver radiance on the fairy sword quickly faded, so the spiritual breath was sealed.

Opposite him, Song Zhifei drew out the knife and also withdrew the spiritual breath from the knife.

Song Zhifei looked at the sword in his hand, and he seemed a little sorry in his eyes: "Climbing Hongmeng Mountain is not easy, why bother to provoke that dude."

"Provoke?" Ji Chaoyun repeated mockingly, as if to say something, but finally held back.He lifted those dark and silent eyes, and said lightly: "I never provoke anyone."

"you……"

Ji Chaoyun bowed to Song Zhifei: "Don't say anything, Immortal Chang, let's start."

The golden gong sounded on the Baiyu Stage, and Song Zhifei took the lead.

Breaking the air knife wins in the extremely fast move, the knife is like a long dragon breaking the air, I saw that cold light flashed, and the blade was already close to Ji Chaoyun.That is an unavoidable trick.

But at that moment, Ji Chaoyun's figure abruptly reversed, turning around in an extremely neat posture, avoiding the oncoming knife for life.

A few strands of green silk fell to the ground under the blade, and Jiang Cheng's expression changed.

Song Zhifei didn't see how the opponent evaded his moves. His eyebrows jumped instinctively, and the opponent's sword had already come with Ling Xu's sword force.Song Zhifei hurriedly blocked with the back of the knife, and the sharp squeaks of the blades slammed away on the Bai Yutai.

Ji Chaoyun was thin and thin, and even looked a little weak, but no one thought that his swordsmanship was so harsh and cold, and his moves were cruel.

Although it was just a move back and forth, the hearts of everyone present already had a scrutiny.

Song Zhi must lose.

"Zheng——"

There was a loud noise from Baiyutai, and a long knife flew out obliquely and rolled down Baiyutai.

Before coming to power, Ji Chaoyun had set the rules, and the weapon landed in order to lose.

There was silence around Baiyutai, and for a long while, thunderous cheers suddenly thundered.

Song Zhifei's expression was not unusual. He straightened up and gave a Taoist ceremony to Ji Chaoyun: "The fairy tale is unfathomable, so I am convinced."

Ji Chaoyun: "Concession."

Song Zhifei left Baiyutai, and Ji Chaoyun looked at Jiang Cheng from behind him, his gaze fell on Jiang Cheng: "The Immortal Chang Jiang, are you coming?"

His voice was extremely soft, but it was deafening.Song Zhifei paused, and the cheers on Baiyutai stopped.

In silence, Ji Chaoyun looked at Jiang Cheng calmly and whispered: "You, do you want to fight me?"

"...You are talking about him?"

Behind the Baiyu Terrace, there is a tall building Qiongyu, which is obscured by mists and clouds, making it difficult to see the scene.But if you look from the inside out, the whole white jade arena has a panoramic view, which is the best viewing point.

Someone leaned against the cloud-shrouded curtain and took a sip of the glass wine cup at hand.

"Yeah, Your Highness, that's the kid." The people around him quickly responded, "There are few in the academy who can compare to Song Zhifei. They can overcome it so easily. It seems that there are really two things."

"No." The man put down the wine cup, and just at this moment the tulle was blown away by the wind, revealing a pair of slender hands with well-defined joints.

The man tapped his fingertips on the table and said leisurely, "Song Zhifei didn't try his best."

"What? Did Song Zhifei release the water?"

"No, I heard that Jiang Cheng just let go of the conversation yesterday and won't let that surname Ji step into the gate of the academy. How dare Song Zhifei under his nose--"

"Song Zhifei is upright, maybe he couldn't get used to Jiang Cheng's bullying appearance?"

This person's words stirred up a thousand waves, Qiong upstairs, everyone discussed.

"Who said he released the water?" The man raised his eyebrows and invisibly stopped the discussion. "I just said that Song Zhifei didn't try his best."

"The knife is a desperate move. It is extremely hostile and blood is bound to come out of the knife. In a small ring, would he dare to fight a freshman with ten success strengths?" He spoke in a flat and sloppy tone. After a pause, he sneered indifferently.

"Jiang Cheng, this idiot, playing with a new kid, he put himself in."

The Qiong Building where they are located is called Dengyun Building, which is the tallest building in Hongmeng Academy.

Dengyun Tower has a wide field of vision and a huge collection of books, but it is not open to ordinary disciples.The only person who has the right to use the Dengyun Tower is the leader of each session of the Hongmeng Academy.

Since fifty years ago, this place has become a human property.

The second prince of the Feng family, Feng Qi.

Feng Qi enrolled more than 50 years ago and went through five top-ranking competitions, and returned to top the list.He was the only one who dared to call the tenth-ranked master in Jiangcheng this academy-"idiot".

Everyone didn't dare to take this, Qiong was silent upstairs.

After a while, someone suddenly said: "Look, Jiang Cheng is on stage!"

"He actually wants to do it himself? It won't be martial if you win, and you lose face, what does he think?"

"Don't worry, I just paid attention to it. The kid surnamed Ji took the initiative to ask Jiang Cheng to come on stage."

"What, isn't this asking for a dead end?"

During the discussion, the golden gong sounded and the ring was reopened.

Looking down from the Dengyun Tower, the two figures fought on the white jade platform, their movements so fast that they could hardly be distinguished by the naked eye.

Feng Qi squinted his eyes, and a look of interest gradually appeared in his eyes: "Who told you that the kid named Ji did his best?"

There was a loud noise on the Baiyu stage, and the two sides passed by.Jiang Cheng staggered back a few steps, and the sword's edge sank into the ground before he would stabilize his figure.

Upon closer inspection, a thin layer of cold sweat formed on his forehead.

Ji Chaoyun did not take back his sword, and said quietly: "Entangling is useless, you can't beat me."

"How, how could it..." Jiang Cheng's expression was extremely gloomy.

He can't even beat a new kid?

The surroundings of the ring were silent, and all eyes seemed to pierce him.Unprecedented humiliation and unwillingness, with this thorny gaze, Jiang Cheng's eyes sank: "It is not always certain who wins and who wins!"

A few imperceptible spiritual power rose from his fingertips and sank into the long sword.After that, Jiang Cheng's body rose into the air, and his sword pierced Ji Chaoyun straight.

"All said--" Ji Chaoyun was about to swing his sword to meet the blade. In that instant, he instinctively noticed something, and a glimmer of astonishment flashed in his eyes.

But it was too late, and the swords he swung couldn't be recovered, and the blades hit each other as expected.

Ji Chaoyun stepped back abruptly before the weapon was released. His entire arm was shaken to severe pain and numb, and he almost lost consciousness for a moment.

Without waiting for Ji Zhaoyun to think about why this person could suddenly reverse the situation, Jiang Cheng's last move has arrived.The sword's edge reflected Ling Li's cold light, which came into Ji Chaoyun's eyes.

Suddenly, a faint light flashed deep in Ji Chaoyun's eyes.

He can't catch this sword--

I'm going to lose.

But at this moment, a golden light suddenly flew out from the crowd, unbiasedly hitting Jiang Cheng's Jianfeng.

Jian Feng was forced to deviate, and Ji Chaoyun did not let go of this opportunity.He lifted his leg and swept out, kicked Zhong Jiangcheng in the chest, kicking the person upside down.

Jiang Cheng rolled back a few feet, and hurriedly stabilized the edge of Baiyu Terrace, before falling off the stage.

But most of his body is already outside the Baiyutai.

Jiang Cheng lost.

The surroundings were silent, Jiang Cheng's face was pale, then flushed quickly.He got up embarrassedly and shouted, "Which bastard is—"

"Fighting with a newly enrolled kid will cheat, Jiang Cheng, are you ashamed?"

The calm and clear voice sounded leisurely, Ji Chaoyun was startled, the blood on his face disappeared suddenly, and he looked down the stage suddenly.

The crowd parted on both sides, and walked out alone.

The visitor wore a light gold brocade dress with red gold and phoenix patterns embroidered on it, giving it a sense of elegance and elegance. It seemed a little out of place in the Hongmeng Academy, where the cultivation was bitterly cold and the disciples' uniforms were uniform.

His eyebrows are very handsome, with a small red mole at the end of his slender eyes, and when he looks up so lazily, he reveals an invisible cold arrogance.

"Your position as the chief examiner is over." Feng Qi said, "I will tell the Supervisory Examination Hall to let them replace, go away."

Jiang Cheng gritted his teeth and said: "Dead Phoenix, don't you think--"

Feng Qi interrupted coldly, "Islander Jiang, if you don't go away now, is it possible that you have to wait for Xianzun to go to Dufengdao in person to explain everything to the owner and his wife?"

Jiang Cheng's voice was choked in his throat, his face flushed red, and it took a long time to squeeze out a sentence from between his teeth: "Okay...I'll go!"

Jiang Cheng scolded and jumped off Bai Yutai. The deacon disciple judged the situation and immediately announced that Ji Chaoyun had won another match.

But Ji Chaoyun couldn't take care of this. He stared at Feng Qi closely with his eyes, his face full of disbelief.

is it you?

"Little dragon, I really should go."

"I don't want to leave either, but... sorry."

"I will be back, Xiaolong, when I come back to pick you up."

You... are back, right?

Ji Chaoyun moved his lips, as if calling out a name in a low voice.But no one heard what he was talking about. All the freshmen waiting for the assessment were cheering and celebrating Ji Zhaoyun's second straight victory.

In the warm atmosphere, only Feng Qi felt a little bit, and turned his head to look at him, with a look of doubt in his eyes.

"...Friend Ji, there is one last match left. Who do you want to compare with? Friends Ji?"

Someone beside him was calling, but Ji Chaoyun heard nothing.He stared at Feng Qi, his eyes almost greedily traced on his face.

He can't remember how long he hasn't seen this face, two hundred years, three hundred years, or even longer.

The long time was enough to blur all memories. He stared at the person in the audience blankly, without even noticing when the restlessness and discussion in the audience stopped.

The people beside Feng Qi stepped away silently, leaving only Ji Chaoyun and Feng Qi quietly looking at each other in front of Bai Yutai.

After a long while, Feng Qi stretched out his hands, as if he felt a little funny: "Why, you don't want to fight me?"