Chapter 42: The Prize

Chapter 42

Song Jixing picked up a large scallion since there were no handy tools around. The other person picked up a table leg.

Song Jixing held the scallion and first demonstrated a sword technique. Although it was just an ordinary large scallion in her hand, the sword technique was refined after being hammered and tempered countless times.

Every move contained tremendous power. Unintentionally waving it, it seemed able to easily take a person's life.

After a fierce burst of swordplay, Song Jixing's supple limbs and the vigorous strength throughout her body were perfectly displayed. Even the scallion in her hand became unprecedentedly sharp.

Whether it was a scallion or not seemed unimportant now. What was important was that she held something in her hand, and that thing appeared quite powerful.

It made people believe that the thing in her hand could injure people and subdue thugs on the street.

So when Song Jixing put down the scallion, it took people a while to react.

After a moment of stunned silence, they burst into applause.

"Amazing!"

"Too amazing, it made my hair stand on end!"

Even Qiu Ye couldn't help praising, "You can really go straight into action movies for martial arts scenes, no need for stunt doubles or martial arts instructors!"

Everyone applauded and cheered Song Jixing's performance.

This also raised their expectations for Feng Juechen's performance.

Since Senior Sister had demonstrated swordplay, what would he demonstrate?

Feng Juechen thought for a while, then asked the show's staff, "If I damage this table leg later, do I need to compensate for it?"

The show's reply was very straightforward.

"No need. It was already broken anyway! No need to compensate! If you damage anything else next, we'll make you stay on the island to wash dishes to pay your debt."

Everyone burst out laughing.

Feng Juechen also adeptly twirled the table leg.

It was a leg about the length of an adult's arm. Feng Juechen tossed it back and forth between his left and right hands. The wooden stick drew beautiful arcs in the air, falling into Feng Juechen's left hand for a moment, then his right hand the next.

It went back and forth like this seven or eight times. Everyone started clapping.

"Wow, beautiful! Amazing!"

"Such powerful arms!"

There was no spiritual energy here, so cultivation was impossible anyway.

Zhu Chongguang nodded in understanding. As expected of great masters, they certainly could not cheapen their own reputation by accepting rotten timber that could not be propped up.

However...

Zhu Chongguang stared fixedly at Song Jixing, "Then can I be your disciple? I'm not picky! Just teaching me a move or two will suffice!"

Song Jixing: ??

"Consider me!"

"I want to learn too!"

Sang Xueqing stood to the side. Unlike usual, she did not crowd towards Song Jixing, seemingly pondering some issues.

This night was destined to be an unforgettable night!

-

Early next morning, the show was filming everyone's departure from the little island.

At this time, the director unveiled to everyone the grand prize for placing first on the show.

The right to name one of the surrounding islands! The show's staff then projected an image of this island's location for everyone - a small island about ten nautical miles away, shaped a little like a heart.

This prize was somewhat meaningful yet also a bit meaningless.

The island itself wasn't given away, just naming rights. And the naming, while seeming free, still had to be submitted to officials for approval. If weird names were given, they would be rejected by the review side for a redo.

Even with naming rights, it was still naming within defined limits.

Hearing the first place prize was this, everyone laughed and joined the show's staff in marveling over it.

They held no jealousy whatsoever towards the first place prize, instead sincerely congratulating Song Jixing.

Qiu Ye said, "This prize is so romantic! Just imagine that one day when you're my age, you bring your children and grandchildren here. Tell them this island's name was given by you, reminiscing about the past together. I think that would be really nice!"

Hearing Qiu Ye's words, Song Jixing recalled herself around fifty or sixty years ago.

Back then, she seemed fully confident, ceaselessly in seclusion to breakthrough to the next stage in her Great Perfection of Energy cultivation. The rare times she left seclusion were spent practicing her swordplay.

Children and grandchildren were not within the scope of her considerations.

"You see the island is heart-shaped. You could also name this island Marry Me. Then wouldn't many people propose on this island in the future?" Others chimed in with their own inspirations.