"Brother Ximen, it's not that I'm stingy. The move I just used came from a sword technique. There are thirty-six moves in total, and this is the first move."
"But because this sword technique involves a lot of things, forgive me for not being able to give it to you."
Simon Rampart looked disappointed. He sighed and shook his head. However, Wang Yan suddenly changed the topic. "But … it's not a big deal to give you a move."
"Is that true?"
Simon Rampart's eyes lit up as he stared at Wang Yan.
"How can I not give you a gift in return after accepting Brother Ximen's gift?"
Right after Wang Yan spoke, he pointed at his forehead and extracted the Heaven Killing Sword Art's first move, Traversing the Four Directions, from the Heaven Killing Sword Art. Then, he sent a strand of his soul to Ximen Lingxiao.
Without hesitation, Simon Rampart reached out his hand and touched his eyebrows.
After a while, his eyes lit up. He stood up slowly and put his index and middle fingers together. A sharp sword energy was emitted from his fingertips.
The sword energy expanded rapidly, but it instantly dispersed. It was as if it was shattered by some kind of law.
However, the next moment, Simon Rampart's fingers emitted another sharp sword energy. It condensed into a sword light and expanded rapidly.
The sword energy had turned into a sword light. Although it was still shaking, it didn't show any signs of dispersing.
"Four Directions Traversal!"
Suddenly, Ximen Lingxiao let out a roar and slashed down with his two fingers. The seemingly solid sword aura instantly expanded to a length of forty meters!
It was like a bridge that spanned the sky and the earth, exuding an unparalleled sharpness.
The deep pool in front of him was instantly split into two. The water flowed backward, revealing a forty meters long crack.
The cuts on both sides of the crack were as smooth as a mirror. It was unknown how many meters the crack extended into the ground.
All of this happened without a sound, and there wasn't even the slightest sound that could shake the heavens and earth.
As the sword light dissipated, the water in the pool fell rapidly until the crack was full.
The originally blue pool had a riverbed that was faintly visible. It was on the verge of drying up.
"What an exquisite sword technique!"
Simon Rampart praised loudly. He looked at the dumbfounded Wang Yan and said, "Brat, if I am not wrong, this Sword Technique belongs to the category of a Heaven Ranked Martial Technique, right?"
In front of Simon Rampart, who was bold, uninhibited, and magnanimous, Wang Yan nodded and did not hide anything.
Renowned for his swordsmanship, one could imagine how high Simon Rampart's attainments in swordsmanship were and how strong his talent was.
"Kid, I want to make a deal with you."
Wang Yan was startled, "Big Brother Ximen, I am penniless and have no heavenly materials or earthly treasures, what do you want to trade with me?"
"It's simple. It's this sword technique."
Seeing that Wang Yan did not understand, Simon Rampart floated over and landed in front of him. "Didn't you say that this sword technique has a total of thirty-six moves? I have already learned the first move.
"There are still thirty-five moves in your mind. If I want to snatch it, it will be as easy as flipping my hand. However, I, Simon Rampart, am not the kind of person who would kill and plunder."
After saying that, Simon Rampart's eyes lit up. He was a person who loved the sword as much as his life. He had a fanatical love for exquisite sword techniques and sword techniques.
The move Wang Yan had given him, Traversing the Four Directions, had completely piqued his interest, which he had not felt for many years.
"Brat, how about this? Every time I agree to your request, you will teach me one move. How about it?"
"This is a very fair deal. It is an opportunity that many people dream of. Brat, don't miss it."
Seeing that Wang Yan was still not saying a word, Simon Rampart mistakenly thought that his condition was not enough to move Wang Yan. He helplessly sighed. "Brat, tell me your condition."
"As long as it's within the scope of my ability, as long as it doesn't go against reason, I will definitely not hold back."
Wang Yan stood on the ground and expressionlessly looked at Simon Rampart. In fact, his heart was already blooming with joy.
This was simply a heavenly opportunity. To be able to make Wine Sword Immortal agree to a request, it was comparable to killing gods and slaying immortals.
Furthermore, it was not just a single request. As long as he taught him one move, he would be able to make him do one thing.
It was equivalent to him only needing to use the sword technique as an exchange and he would have a super fighter by his side.
But because Wang Yan had said before that the sword technique involved a lot of things, he was unable to give it to him. Therefore, he could only pretend to reluctantly shake his head.
"Big brother Ximen, don't make things difficult for this brat. This sword technique really cannot be taught to others. Teaching you one move is already this brat's limit."
Instantly, the light in Simon Rampart's eyes dimmed and he once again revealed a disappointed expression.
Looking at Wang Yan, he wanted to say something but hesitated. In the end, he was unable to say a single word.
"Since that is the case, then forget it. I will send you back."
… …
Outside the guest welcoming palace, seeing Wang Yan leave without any hesitation, Simon Rampart showed a rarely seen bashful expression.
Just when Wang Yan's figure was about to disappear in the crowd, Simon Rampart extended his hand and took out a storage ring.
In the next instant, Simon Rampart's voice resounded in Wang Yan's mind.
"Brat, inside this storage ring, there is a jade pendant that contains my soul remembrance. When you have decided, you only need to crush the jade pendant and I will naturally appear."
The rough voice still resounded in his mind. Wang Yan looked at the storage ring lying quietly in his palm. The corner of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a smile of having his evil plan succeed.
Watching Wang Yan's figure disappear in the bustling crowd, Simon Rampart drank a mouthful of wine. "At such a young age, he is already so shrewd. He actually played the trick of loosening the reins only to grasp me better. Not bad, he has a bright future."
After saying that, he smacked his lips. "Heaven class sword technique has already appeared. It seems that the era of great competition is about to arrive …"
Simon Rampart's words could not be heard by Wang Yan, because as soon as he finished speaking, his entire person had already disappeared.
Just as Wang Yan squeezed into the crowd, a man wearing a gold and red robe appeared in front of him.
"Dormitory A, third floor, room 326."
An indifferent voice resounded. The man threw a waist tag to Wang Yan, turned around, and left.
Just as Wang Yan was puzzled, another unfamiliar man appeared. He was also wearing a gold and red robe, but on his left chest, there was a large "Jin" character embroidered.
Looking at the waist tag in Wang Yan's hand, the man was slightly startled. Then, his cold and arrogant face squeezed out a trace of a smile.
"Since you were assigned to Dormitory A, you will definitely shine in the elimination round and attract the attention of some big shot. Congratulations."
"I am not talented. My name is Li. You can call me Li Maoquan."
Wang Yan curled his lips. He had seen too many people like this who looked down on others and changed the direction of the wind. He did not care and immediately nodded.
"Li Maoquan, right?
Please lead the way. "
"Not at all. It is my honor to lead the way. Please follow me."
…
With Li Maoquan leading the way, although it saved a lot of trouble, along the way, Li Maoquan asked all sorts of questions, wishing that he could trace back to three generations of Wang Yan's ancestors.
But Wang Yan only smiled and did not speak. He did not answer any of the questions, nor did he say anything.
Li Maoquan found himself bored. He smiled bitterly and did not speak anymore.
After passing through the quiet and winding corridors, passing by the grand and majestic palace, and after several turns, Wang Yan arrived in front of an extremely vast seven-story building.
(End of this chapter)