472 Surprise Choice (2/2)

However, this sword was a little off, unable to link to the next move. Chuxue was helpless and could only change to the sword which Zong Shou thought her that could merge spirit and martial arts into one.

Zong Shou always told her to give up. However, she wasn't willing. This sword technique had to affect. In the past her internal energy and soul power were like ice and fire, unable to accept one another. However, it was much better today.

He always felt that the 2 of them had just a thin layer. She just needed to break it and she would be able to merge them.

Which was why she continued to train in it diligently. She saw Zong Shou display a spirit and martial art merged sword. His strength jumped 2 grades to go up against Xuanyuan tong.

In legends, anyone who could do so must have combat strength exceeding people of the same level. Chuxue didn't like being a burden. Recently when she followed beside Zong Shou people said that she was dumb, a flower vase, dragging young master down.

Young master gave her 5 protector beasts, and they were like heavy burdens pressing on her shoulders.

So, when she saw that bit of hope, she was unwilling to give up.

When Zhao Yanran saw that, she burst out into a laugh. She stopped using that illusion heart charming technique, asking curiously,” Xue'er you offended him? Say what was it about…”

Her voice behind was covered by a sudden sword ring. In the next instance, a clear voice sounded out in the entire common people's vast habitat.

”...I am Jueyu, here to visit your mountain! I want to seek teachings from common people path in the sword path, please be generous with your teachings!”

That voice reverberated out, lasting for a long time. Zhao Yanran's eyes turned cold as she muttered softly, ”Jueyu has finally arrived!”

Then, she smiled towards Chuxue and asked, ”Do you want to go take a look?”

Chuxue hesitated. Her heart was indeed a little curious. What did that sword prince Jueyu look like? Did he have 3 heads and 6 hands to challenge 10 shrines, 19 spiritual houses and not be defeated even once?

However, when she looked at the sword in her hand, she made her mind up. Just as she was about to reject, Zhao Yanran directly flew over and pulled her hand, directly flying up into the air.

Dragging with her a hundred feet long ribbon as they flew into the air.

”You are already exhausted, how would you still have the strength to cultivate? Going there to take a look is just rest. Watching people like Jueyu fight will only be good food for you in the future. Didn't Zong Yuan and Ruoshui also follow? However Xue'er you are dense, to think you can bear with 2.1 million kilograms…”

Chuxue turned her head to look, as expected she saw 2 people fly into the air one after another.

They arrived quicker than them, overtaking them in just an instance. Ruoshui treated her well, and when she passed, she patted her head. Then, her movement speed increased greatly.

Tens of breaths later they were outside the city gates of the dao palace. They directly exited the common people's vast habitat and came to a wide void fissure.

They saw that there were numerous people gathered in the area. They were mostly common people, path disciples, while a portion was from other factions. Each chose a spot, either sitting or standing as they looked on from afar.

At the center, there was a tall teen in black. His face was devilishly handsome, pretty much on the same level as her young master who inherited the sky fox bloodline. In his hand, there was a black colored broad sword as he waited quietly. His eyes were slightly closed like he was resting up.

The people around all looked over with extremely complicated expressions. There was respect, hatred, jealousy, nobody showed signs of being unconvinced.

This sword prince has gone through hundreds of battles. He stepped over the heads of the young talents from all 10 shrines and 19 spiritual houses! His strength was obvious.

Chuxue took a close look at Jueyu and then she slightly shook her head, ”He isn't as good as my young master!”

Zhao Yanran smiled. Just as she was about to speak she heard a bell ring. A hoarse voice sounded out.

”Yuanfei, Xie An, Han Jian, Xuanye, Zhuling, Guoyu, Xuechu, the 7 of you quickly come to the palace main hall!”

It seemed like only common people path disciples could hear the voice as everyone was in an uproar. They knew that these 7 people should be the ones that the sect chose to fight. They more or less heard of the first 6 people, however, this last one was unheard of.

The other sect disciples who were heard to watch did not react at all.

Su Chuxue originally didn't pay much attention. A moment later she saw that Zhao Yanran and the others were looking at her with a weird expression. Only then did her expression change.

She remembered that Xuechu was the name she chose when she joined the common people path. She wrote her name the other way round.

How could it be her? Common people path 3 sects and 6 schools, so many young talents. Most recently when they came back to the dao palace there were 10 over a hundred years old and younger grade 8 experts. Why would she be chosen?

She was only grade 6!

Zhao Yanran was also really surprised. After thinking about it she had an answer, ”Anyways since the sect has asked, you still have to go and take a look. Maybe some seniors in the sect have high hopes on your talent.”

Chuxue pouted in disdain. To date, she still remembered how that old man Hanfang treated her with disdain.