After Transmigrating, I Picked Up a Villain Cub

Accidentally falling into a rift in time, I was transmigrated into a book that my cousin had complained about. Since I'm starting over from scratch, I intend to live a splendid life.

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Chapter 68 Sword Sparring

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw that it was an elder from the Lingxiao Sword Pavilion who had spoken.

"Oh? What ideas do you have?" Demon Emperor Ling Tian became interested.

"Why don't we have our disciples spar a swordsmanship contest? We can compete in swordsmanship, not cultivation level," suggested the elder of Lingxiao Sword Pavilion.

"Hmm, that's a good suggestion." Demon Emperor Ling Tian stroked his chin. "Then, I agree. Anyone willing to come up and spar?"

The elder of Lingxiao Sword Pavilion gave a signal, and a disciple of Lingxiao Sword Pavilion stepped forward. "I am Chu Wangtian of Lingxiao Sword Pavilion, a peak Nascent Soul cultivator."

Then, Chu Wangtian turned to the direction where Shu Lan was, "Venerable Han Qing, I have heard that your disciple Qin An is extremely skilled in swordsmanship, and I would like to spar with him. What do you think?"

Shu Lan had returned to her original spot and was sitting with Qin An. Upon hearing Chu Wangtian's request, Shu Lan looked at Qin An: "Xiao An, do you want to go up and spar?"

After thinking for a moment, Qin An stood up. "Alright, I agree to spar with you." Qin An thought to himself that sparring would bring honor to his master, so he must not disappoint him.

"Since we're having a friendly spar, we can't leave out a prize." At this moment, the elder of Lingxiao Sword Pavilion spoke up again. "I'll offer two Earth-grade magic treasures as a prize. Whoever manages to snatch these two magic treasures during the sparring will have them." With that, the elder of Lingxiao Sword Pavilion tossed out two Earth-grade magic treasures, which then hovered beneath the dome of the Ice Palace.

“Since that’s the case, then I can’t be stingy.” Shu Lan spoke up at this moment, taking out two Earth-grade magic treasures from his storage ring and throwing them next to the other two magic treasures.

"Clap clap clap." At this moment, Demon Emperor Ling Tian suddenly clapped his hands, attracting everyone's attention.

"Since everyone is so enthusiastic, would you mind if I joined in too?" Demon Emperor Ling Tian said with a smile.

"I have no objection."

"I don't mind."

The elders of Lingxiao Sword Pavilion and Shu Lan both expressed that they had no objections.

“Then, Yang’er,” the Demon Emperor Ling Tian suddenly spoke.

"Father, your son is here!" At this moment, a boy dressed in yellow suddenly stepped out from below the Demon Emperor.

"Go up and spar with them."

"Yes, Father!" The yellow-robed youth bowed to the Demon Emperor Ling Tian, ​​then walked to the open space where Chu Wangtian and Qin An were.

"My name is Ling Yang," Ling Yang introduced himself briefly.

“Since everyone has made a bet, I can’t be stingy.” So, Demon Emperor Ling Tian also took out two Earth-grade magic treasures and made them float on either side of the other four magic treasures.

“My son Lingyang is at the mid-Nascent Soul stage. Since the elders have said that we will only compete in swordsmanship, not cultivation level, then I will have my son Lingyang suppress his cultivation to the early Golden Core stage.” After saying this, Demon Emperor Lingtian looked at the elder of Lingxiao Sword Pavilion, “What do you think?”

"Of course, I will also have my disciple Chu Wangtian suppress his cultivation to the early stage of the Golden Core realm." The elder of Lingxiao Sword Pavilion also agreed to this approach.

Of the three present, Qin An had the lowest cultivation level, only at the early stage of the Golden Core realm. Therefore, the Demon Emperor Ling Tian and the elders of the Lingxiao Sword Pavilion did this to accommodate Qin An and ensure absolute fairness in the competition.

Shu Lan and Qin An both knew this and were grateful for their kindness.

"Thank you both, fellow Daoists. I will do my best." Qin An clasped his hands in a salute, determined to repay the two Daoists for their humility with his best performance.

"I won't hold back," Chu Wangtian said confidently.

"Me too." Ling Yang remained as concise as ever.

The Demon Emperor Ling Tian invited a minister of the demon race to act as a referee. At the minister's command, Qin An, Chu Wangtian, and Ling Yang all sprang into action, rushing towards one of the Earth-grade magic treasures.

Chu Wangtian attacked Qin An with his sword, and Qin An quickly parried with his own sword. Immediately afterwards, Ling Yang began to attack Chu Wangtian.

In an instant, the three engaged in a fierce battle. Their moves were varied and unpredictable, dazzling the onlookers and leaving them in awe.

Chu Wangtian lunged forward and swept his sword at Qin An, but Qin An was very agile and easily dodged the attack.

His figure moved like a ghost, circling around Chu Wangtian.

He hadn't used his special skill yet, partly to test Chu Wangtian's strength.

Chu Wangtian dared not be careless, and his sword moves became even more fierce. While fighting Qin An, he used all the moves he knew.

Qin An's swordsmanship was superb, and his moves were cunning and unpredictable. He was able to avoid Chu Wangtian's attacks every time, and Chu Wangtian could only fight him to a draw.

Chu Wangtian knew that with his current suppressed cultivation level, it would be difficult for him to defeat the person in front of him. An extremely strong fighting spirit rose in his heart, and a sharp aura immediately filled the entire space.

At the same time, Ling Yang would occasionally intervene in their battle, attacking Chu Wangtian one moment and Qin An the next, all to disrupt their rhythm and prevent either of them from obtaining the magic weapon.

He could see that there was a huge gap between the two. Although Chu Wangtian's cultivation had reached the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, he had suppressed his cultivation, which meant that he could only compete in swordsmanship. His swordsmanship was obviously not as exquisite as Qin An's. Therefore, Chu Wangtian's chances of winning were slim. Moreover, as time went by, his sword would become slower and slower, and in the end, he would not be able to perform at his proper level. In the end, he would definitely lose!

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