Chapter 26: The Ultimate Sword, Twenty-One!

  "Halt!" Before he could finish his thought, the examiner suddenly let out a loud shout, causing Jie Laobai's arrogant and disdainful expression to freeze in an instant.

  The examiner's eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and for the first time, a look of surprise appeared on his face. He stretched out his right hand, index finger tracing an imaginary sword move in mid-air, as if he dared not confirm the correctness of Mo Bei's sword technique.

  "Haha," the examiner burst out laughing, praising without end: "Good, good, good! What a wonderful way to adapt to changing circumstances with an unchanging heart, three swords merging into one, blending and complementing each other! Marvelous, marvelous!"

  He burst into loud laughter for no apparent reason, causing Fang Luoyou and Chen Qingzhu to frown repeatedly, their curiosity growing.

  After a long time, the examiner slowly collected his laughter, took a deep breath, and looked deeply at Mo Bei.

  The satisfaction in his eyes couldn't be hidden: "Although, it's just one sword and one move! But this move contains everything, with multiple changes, three swords as one! However..."

  The examiner was in a dilemma.

  The swordsmanship has at most nineteen variations.

  But this move, however, has evolved into this style of change, incorporating the subtleties of the previous nineteen changes into this one!

  Unparalleled!

  How to judge? How to sentence?

  The examiner subconsciously raised his head and looked up at the clouds in the sky.

  In the midst of clouds and mist.

  "Haha, three swords as one, attacking and killing in perfect harmony, the heavenly garment is seamless. Open and close greatly. Only this sword can be said to have truly grasped the essence of those three sword techniques!"

  The old man in white couldn't help but burst out laughing, praising without end. With a wave of his sleeve, he parted the clouds and mist, gazing towards the sword-practicing wall.

  "Sheng Wei Shixiong, that's what they say." The middle-aged man said proudly: "But without rules and regulations, nothing can be accomplished. This person has only grasped one move after all."

  "Rules are also man-made." Sheng Weizhen's old face squeezed out a blooming smile, and he turned his head to look at the woman, chuckling: "How did you discover such talent!"

  It is the swordsmanship created by our sect master that has been unearthed, it is the glory of our sect master that shines brightly, and only then does this appear!

  What a genius, our Taixu Sect is about to miss out on him, watching him join another sect? Compared to that Huang Ting? Chong Xiao?

  The woman fell silent for a moment, gazing deeply at Mo Bei. She thought of how he had taken the few sword moves her father had casually created and transformed them into a complete set of sword moves, washing away the shame of her father's imperfect sword skills. Suddenly, a faint smile bloomed on her face as she stretched out her hand to pluck an invisible string.

  A green light spot flew out from his fingers and fell into the examiner's Tianling.

  The examiner suddenly felt a flash of inspiration in his mind, and with a change in his expression, he spoke out loud.

  The sound was like thunder, deafening and astonishing, shaking everyone's eardrums to the point of pain: "Mo Bei, 21st transformation, enlightenment successful! Qualified!"

  "No way!"

  His voice was like a heavy bomb, exploding with a loud bang, causing everyone present to be shocked.

  "Old Ji was furious: 'How can Mo Bei just make a slight change and pass?!'"

  Ye Qingfeng stared at Mo Bei in disbelief, with the examiner's voice still echoing in her mind.

  "The twenty-first variation! Even Fang Lang didn't realize how he did it!"

  Chen Qingzhu poked out her small tongue, her beautiful eyes widened slightly, and a hint of silly adoration appeared in her gaze: "Really amazing."

  "I knew it!" Ye Qinghong excitedly rushed over, involuntarily embracing Mo Bei's arm, her pretty face flushed, and her eyes shining brightly: "Brother Mo Bei is the most powerful, you, you actually deduced the 21st variation!"

  Long Hao Tian was stunned and speechless, as if in a dream, standing still on the spot, half a sound without regaining consciousness.

  After a brief moment of hesitation, he took a deep breath, clenched his fists and with an even more resolute gaze than before, never to waver again!

  Fang Luo nodded and said: "That Mo Bei, although only pushed out one sword. But in this move, the sword intent is mysterious and subtle, in terms of comprehension, this person is probably not inferior to me!"

  As he spoke, Fang Luoyou shook his head in disbelief and smiled wryly to himself: "This guy... has actually grasped the 21st variation. Impressive, impressive - I have no choice but to admire him now. It seems that this person is worth befriending."

  Fang Luo You didn't get angry because Mo Bei stole the show, but instead had a sudden thought, smiled brightly and walked up first, clasped his fists and said: "Congratulations, congratulations, congratulations to Mo Bei Shidi for figuring out the 21st transformation! This move is unprecedented and unmatched! Haha."

  As they spoke, Fang Luo suddenly changed his address and became a younger brother!

  Mo Bei's mood was great, her calm expression finally revealed a hint of a smile, she rubbed Ye Qinghong's green hair and looked at Fang Luoyou:

  "I don't dare to accept it, I don't dare to accept it. In terms of enlightenment, Brother Fang is still the most formidable. I'm just a result of circumstance."

  In fact, Mo Bei thought to himself: Ah! In this world, the immortal cultivation realm is different from my previous life's way of thinking, only knowing how to deduce but not how to adapt.

  In my past life, Taiji Swordsmanship had a similar yet distinct elegance.

  Those three moves changed and transformed in countless ways, I took their essence, removed the dross, based on the Taiji swordsmanship learned from past lives, merged the essence of these three swords into one sword, slightly modified.

  The twenty-first variation, what's difficult about it?

  Overpowering the entire scene, no one can match! Even Fang Luoyou has to admit defeat!

  At this moment, Long Hao Tian burst out laughing and stared at that old man Ji, angrily laughing: "Just now, didn't you say that as long as big brother passes the test, you'll come to pick up shoes? What's wrong, do you want to go back on your word? Haha!"

  As soon as this was said, all the young men of the Ji family looked as if they had swallowed a fly, their faces turned iron-green and extremely ugly, unable to utter a single word, with their heads buried in their chests.

  The old lady's face turned red with anger, her chest heaving constantly, her fists clenched tightly, and the joints of her fingers cracking.

  "Bang!"

  The teasing and onlooking eyes of everyone present seemed to turn into an invisible slap, heavily slapping his face.

  The old lady's face is burning with pain!

  Weaving one's own nest and binding oneself in it.

  Mo Bei's expression was calm, he glanced at Ji Lao Ba with a hint of indifference in his eyes, without any contempt, but only a sense of detachment, as if he didn't even consider Ji Lao Ba worthy of attention. His cold voice echoed in everyone's ears, word by word, sentence by sentence.

  "Get his shoes for him? He doesn't deserve it."

  As soon as this was said.

  "Wow!" The crowd erupted again, with everyone looking at each other in stunned amazement.

  Although Na Ji Lao Ba can't compare to the four great geniuses of Tai Xuan Sect, he is also exceptionally talented! But he's not worthy of serving Mo Bei, a mere grassroots shoe polisher from a small village?

  Looking at Mo Bei again, he seemed to have completely ignored this matter, his expression remained calm and peaceful, without any emotional fluctuations, chatting and laughing with Ye Qinghong and others.

  So arrogant! So proud!

  You're arrogant, you're proud, you're conceited! Well then I'll be even more arrogant, even prouder, and even more conceited than you!

  Give him a taste of his own medicine, let him be invincible for a while, let him tie himself up in knots, serves him right!

  Ji Lao Ba's face turned a deep purple, his whole body trembling violently, as if he wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into, glaring at Mo Bei with venom.

  He took a deep breath with all his might, and his fingers trembled incessantly. He would have liked to kill Mo Bei on the spot at this moment, to vent his hatred!

  But it's no use, in this Taixu Sect assessment, in front of many elder guardians, he dares to take action, fearing that even before touching Mo Beihan's hair, he would have been killed!

  Can only endure!

  So angry that I'm about to explode, but can only endure!

  As long as you pass this assessment, I, Lao Ba Ji, swear that I will make you regret being born in this world!!

  The old lady's anger was raging in her heart, her whole face turned gloomy, and her eyes were filled with venomous resentment, as if she wanted to kill someone!

  He turned around, said nothing, squeezed into the crowd and disappeared.

  "Hahaha," Long Hao Tian's hearty laughter was like a loud slap in the face of Ji Lao Ba, making him feel relieved and refreshed!

  "Seeing this arrogant guy almost made me die of anger; thinking about his pig-liver-colored face when he left, I felt refreshed all over!"

  Ye Qinghong's face was slightly covered, her bright eyes curved into a crescent moon shape, and her small face was full of pride: "That Jie Lao Ba is so arrogant. When he meets my Mo Bei Ge, isn't he obedient? Hehe."

  Fang Luo walked up to Mo Bei and kindly reminded him, "That Ji Lao Ba and Ji Wu Bing are like two peas in a pod, with hearts as cruel as their hands. You've offended him this time, Mo Bei Shidi, and you can't avoid his trouble in the future, so be careful."

  Mo Bei smiled and nodded at him: "Thanks for reminding me."

  At this time, the examiner seemed to have not seen everything that had happened in front of him, and loudly announced the result of this level: "Those who passed the 'Tui Yan Sword Law' are 1,653 people.

  "Eliminated ones, leave this place immediately and follow the guardian back to Wusword Platform. You will be sent back to your respective families by flying boat!"

  The disciples present gradually separated and formed two streams. In one of them, Mo Bei and others were all excited, chatting and laughing, releasing the previous tension.

  And the group of young men opposite them had dull eyes, with no one speaking. They all followed the guardian and slowly left the place.

  In front of the sword-wielding wall, a large area of empty space suddenly appeared. The crowd began to disperse, forming small circles of three or five people each.

  "Wow," Chen Qingzhu stretched out her delicate waist, her pink sleeves slipping down, revealing two small white arms as white as condensed milk: "Finally, only one pass is left."

  She said, with both hands on her waist, her eyebrows slightly furrowed and her lower lip bitten: "I'm so exhausted, I must have a good meal tonight to reward myself!"

  That voice is sweet and lovely, as if feeding someone a lollipop, melting their heart. Every gesture and movement exudes cuteness and charm, completely natural and effortless.

  "Cough." The examiner let out a light cough, and everyone closed their mouths, their gazes shifting to the examiner in the emerald pool.

  He was seen with his hands behind him, his footsteps light and leisurely, strolling back and forth on the water's surface, saying in a relaxed tone: "The fourth trial, which is also the final trial."

  "Begin!" The examiner turned around, his eyebrows inverted, and a hint of sharpness flashed in his eyes. His right hand rose flatly, his index finger pointing at a point on the distant sword practice wall.

  The next moment, a sudden change occurred!

  The entire sword scar intersected, the hard and unmatched surface of the practice sword wall, actually revealed ripples like water, shimmering and moving, as if a water curtain was waving.

  "Ahh!"

  All I could hear was the sound of sword practice behind me, and then came the wailing of young beasts.

  Sword practice on the wall, intense ripples.