Immortal Metamorphosis
Chapter 75

With Your Name, I Shall Make Mine

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Reputation is like a suit of clothes. No matter whether it is bad or good, once you put it on, it will attract people's attention and breed various topics.

Chen Jin was once famous, disappeared for several years, and became famous again after returning.

During the third round of the sword show, there were so many spectators that it became the most lively place in the whole place. Those who came a little slower could not squeeze in at all and could only mill around outside.

Liu Chen was late in arriving. He thought that the fellow disciples who were watching in the audience would take the initiative to give way when they saw his appearance. Unexpectedly, everyone was focused on looking at Chen Jin standing on the stage and did not notice anything else.

This made Liu Chen feel ignored and that he should not join in the fun. Now, standing here, he has become Chen Jin's foil.

This battle even alarmed the elders.

According to convention, in the first three rounds of sword competition, the elders did not attend the battle, but chose to stay in the council chamber to discuss and discuss various matters. If there was a rookie disciple who performed outstandingly, they would also specifically name them, express their opinions, and evaluate the development potential of the rookie disciple.

Unexpectedly, the one who is stealing the limelight now is not a rookie, but an "old man".

Judging from age, Chen Jin, who is in his early forties, is not considered old. He is in the prime of life. After all, cultivating one's own energy and cultivating one's mind can prolong life, and a hundred years is not considered old age.

However, Chen Jin's situation is quite special. Something went wrong in his practice, and he was obviously aging before his time.

And from the elders' point of view, they don't want to see such a hopeless "old disciple" of Dao Path in the limelight.

The original intention and purpose of organizing Sword Competition is to select emerging disciples with potential and a bright future.

People like Chen Jin who have long been judged to have reached the end of Dao Path should just forget about it.

No matter how much you flutter, it's all meaningless.

"I think Sword Competition should be restructured and a more reasonable threshold should be set to prevent it from being chaotic like now where anyone can come on stage."

Xue Hongmei was the first to suggest.

"You can't say that."

The fifth elder Mo Xuanyi, who had just rushed back to the mountain recently, spoke up, "We Lower Court hold Sword Competition, and we allow disciples to sign up freely to participate. How many levels they can pass and how far they can go depends on their strength and ability."

Xue Hongmei retorted, "That's not necessarily the case. It's just like there was a match in the first round between Chen Jin and Yu Chengzhi. Both sides didn't use their swords at all. It was Chen Jin who relied on his status as a senior brother to bully the smaller ones, so Yu Chengzhi gave in and stepped down. Is this fair?"

Because of his beloved disciple Yan Hui, this fourth elder found fault with Chen Jin.

Mo Xuanyi smiled slightly, "I have also heard what you are talking about, and my opinion is exactly the opposite of yours. Chen Jin was preaching on the stage, talking about the method of mind nature. Although the occasion was a bit inappropriate, as long as he said the right things and said them well, that's what he is good at. I also heard that the response was very enthusiastic, and many disciples in the audience applauded."

Xue Hongmei said angrily, "Sword Competition is a grand ceremony to compete with Swordsmanship. He wants to give a lecture, why can't he go to the Sword Lecture Hall? Oh, yes, given his situation, he is not qualified to be on the Sword Lecture Hall podium."

Chen Jin disappeared from the scene for three years, his aura was gone, his glory was gone, and because Qi Seed was so bad at practice, he seemed to have become a negative teaching material in Lower Court. Sword Lecture Hall would never invite him to the stage to give lectures and discuss the truth.

Mo Xuanyi smiled and said, "My point of view is always the same. When the disciples come to the stage, it is when they each use their skills. This skill and means are not limited to Swordsmanship, but also include other methods. Reasoning is also one of the methods, and it is a very difficult one. Because reason is the most difficult to explain to others. Elder Xue, don't you think so?"

Xue Hongmei was speechless.

In particular, the other party's statement that "the truth is the most difficult to explain to others" is actually a wise saying that applies to everyone.

Even if she has a savage temper, there is no way to argue with her.

In other words, Chen Jin convinces his opponent Yu Chengzhi through preaching, which is much more difficult than using a sword.

Therefore, Chen Jin won with dignity and no reproach.

Xue Hongmei has nothing to say and is angry inside.

Originally, she thought she could step on Chen Jin while Qin Jianyuan was recovering from his injuries, but unexpectedly, another Mo Xuanyi popped up.

So, what does Mo Xuanyi maintain Chen Jin everywhere?

Is it possible that he and Qin Jianyuan have reached some consensus?

In fact, Xue Hongmei specifically targeted Chen Jin, not just because of Yan Hui, but also because of other factors.

It's nothing more than "using the topic to get angry" and "the drunkard's intention is not to drink".

After all, who can become an elder of Lower Court, apart from his cultivation, who is not scheming?

At this time, the great elder Yao Wuya, who was sitting at the top, spoke, "You two don't have to argue about this, it's a trivial matter. Sword Competition may have flaws in the production, but there are no big mistakes. Let's just say Chen Jin, for example, passed the first round with a smooth tongue, and got a bye in the second round. It seemed like he was opportunistic and very lucky. But in the third round, he finally has to see the truth. Besides, even if he can still advance, what will happen in the fourth round?"

Mo Xuanyi nodded and said, "What the great elder said is absolutely true. We cannot cultivate our family without luck, but we cannot rely on luck alone."

Xue Hongmei rolled his eyes and asked Ma Long: "Elder Ma, Song Wushang is your disciple, you should have confidence in him."

Ma Long, the third elder in charge of Censorate, has always been serious in speech and expression, and said slowly, "Song Wushang's confidence lies only in himself. As for others, even I, who is the master, cannot help at this moment. As for Chen Jin, I don't know him well and will not comment."

Xue Hongmei was a little disappointed when he couldn't get the desired verbal statement from the other party, so he had to give up in frustration.

However, she is confident that Song Wushang can defeat Chen Jin.

All because Song Wushang's sword is just like his master, cold and sharp, without any mercy.

The audience gathered under the stage, and the two men faced off on the stage.

Song Wushang was in his weak years, with a thin body and a serious expression. He always pursed his lips and stood there like an unsheathed sword.

Don't cover up or cover up, show your sharpness!

Just like the magic sword "Crimson Light" worn on his waist, there is no scabbard to hide it.

His eyes were like swords, staring closely at Chen Jin: "Senior Brother Chen, I have admired your name for a long time, and it is like thunder in my ears. Today, I will use your name to become my name."

The tone of his speech was direct and straight to the point, without any politeness at all.

Chen Jin narrowed his eyes and suddenly laughed, "I have this bad reputation, so I will ask my junior brother to come and get it."

Raise your hand and draw your sword.

Song Wushang looked at the sword in his hand. Although it was sharp, it was not an illegal sword. The price of the sword was only a few hundred dollars.

Suddenly I felt a pity in my heart.

It's a pity that it's not the Slay Evil Sword.

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