In addition to the twelve pavilions used for the formal competition, the Baiyujing Secret Realm also has many spacious independent suspended pavilions, providing temporary places for trial participants to rest.

Of course, during the competition, this is also the place where monks who have nowhere to vent their energy can practice, compete, and exchange ideas privately.

Just like the restrictions on pavilions and squares, swordplay competitions in these pavilions will not cause fatal injuries.

When fatal damage is about to hit the target, the target will be "briefly" isolated from the space to avoid being killed on the spot.

As long as one does not die on the spot, with the immortal cultivator's magical powers, both the physical damage from flying swords and magic weapons and the five elements damage from Taoism can be quickly treated and healed.

By the way, the reason why the Demon Cult is called the Demon Cult is mainly because their skills contain a lot of "magical damage" mixed with turbid air, which cannot be quickly treated through conventional means, and is therefore criticized as "too vicious."

Ling Yunpo was hit in the chest by the Feiyan sword. He felt a sweetness in his throat and his body quickly flew backwards.

Although it looks like internal injuries, they can be healed with just a little conditioning.

The so-called "the whole body is like a sword edge" means that the body is tough, which is also the strength of the natural sword bone.

An Zhisu was hit on the arm by the Qingping Sword... To be exact, it was the Hanlie Sword that hit her arm when it was pushed back after blocking the Qingping Sword's attack, causing her shoulder joint to be dislocated immediately.

Ling Yunpo pressed his chest, thinking that no matter how many times they had practiced, her swordsmanship was still so sharp that it was hard to guard against.

An Zhisu's natural swordsmanship makes him more refined in his swordsmanship moves, and his intuition and judgment on the battlefield are also very accurate.

And his natural sword bone increases the speed, strength and agility of the flying sword.

In other words, my senior sister is good at "skills", while I am good at "strength".

Since he wanted to play to his strengths and avoid his weaknesses, he couldn't compete with his senior sister in swordsmanship. Instead, he should try his best to overpower her with force... Of course, this would defeat the purpose of practicing swordsmanship, so Ling Yunpo didn't usually do that.

But now, Senior Sister An, who is always gentle as water, is rarely angry and wants to vent her anger in the name of practice. How can I give in easily and let her do whatever she wants?

Therefore, Ling Yunpo also showed an unyielding attitude and started to fight with Senior Sister An.

"Junior brother." An Zhisu took a pill, straightened his broken arm, and said faintly, "Didn't I tell you not to exchange injuries for injuries?"

"If not for this, I'm afraid it would be difficult to defeat Senior Sister's sword moves." Ling Yunpo adjusted his breath and swallowed the anger that was rising in his heart.

An Zhisu raised his sword and the Feiyan Sword shot out again, but Ling Yunpo blocked it with the Qingping Sword. He finally opened his mouth and asked softly:

"Junior Brother Ling, you really don't know Shi Liuli?"

"Senior Sister, I've already told you, I don't know him." Ling Yunpo said seriously, trying his best to resist all attacks from the Feiyan Sword.

"Then why should we give way to her in a battle?" An Zhisu asked with a smile, but his sword moves became more urgent.

"It's just a spur of the moment." Ling Yunpo quickly guided the Thunder Sword to move sideways, blocking the Cold Sword that was attacking from the side.

"I've never seen you act on impulse like this before." An Zhisu said in a deep voice, quickly expanding the attack line to increase the defensive pressure on Ling Yunpo - his expression finally showed some anger.

An angry senior sister does have her own unique charm!

"Senior Sister, are you jealous?" Ling Yunpo used a psychological attack.

The force from the sword suddenly became heavier.

"No." An Zhisu denied immediately, "I'm just worried that you'll be cheated."

"Cheated?" Ling Yunpo pretended to be confused, "Who are you worried about cheating me by, Senior Sister?"

"Junior brother hasn't told me yet how you got to know Shi Liuli." An Zhisu said with a hint of meaning.

"That's strange." Ling Yunpo laughed, "If Senior Sister is worried about Shi Liuli, Junior Brother thinks there is no need to worry. Because I really didn't know Shi Liuli before, and I have no interest in dealing with her."

The force from the sword suddenly weakened a bit.

"Really?" An Zhisu asked with a frown.

"Of course it's true." Ling Yunpo laughed.

"I think it's fake." An Zhisu forced a smile, made a few more sword gestures, and quickly intensified his attack.

"Then how can I believe it, Senior Sister?" Ling Yunpo was almost broken through by her defense line, and quickly stabilized his rhythm and asked.

"Then swear." An Zhisu said softly.

"I, Ling Yunpo, did not know Shi Liuli before, and I have no interest in dealing with her!" Ling Yunpo swore without hesitation, "If I break this oath..."

"Okay! You don't have to say anything." An Zhisu interrupted him hastily, then sheathed her swords and said with a sigh, "Junior brother, it's not that I'm overly concerned or too lenient, I just really don't trust you."

"In our Qingluo Peak lineage, whether it's the master or the senior sister, we are actually not people with sharp minds. If we are not careful in our daily lives, we will be easily deceived."

"Master once said that it is better to be good at swords than at words..."

An Zhisu said a lot of things, in short, he explained that he was not jealous, but because he was worried that his junior brother was being deceived, he interfered and asked about the relationship between him and Shi Liuli.

Ling Yunpo naturally agreed to all the requests with a smile, but he was secretly groaning in his heart.

Who would have thought that Sister An, who usually appears gentle and protective and doting, is actually a weird and jealous person!

The contrast was so great that he found it hard to accept.

But on second thought, why do we think that senior sister can only have a gentle personality?

Gentleness, gentleness, can it kill all the Shushan disciples who call her "the sword fairy who cuts grass"? She also cuts people's natal swords at will, and makes deadly enemies with people!

Yes, Senior Sister An is not gentle at all, but she has a clear distinction between love and hate.

When you are in love, you can be very gentle; when you hate, that is another matter.

Well, one day when I, Lingyun, uncover the conspiracy and steal the Sky-Bulding Stone, I must fake my death and escape!

Otherwise, I would be hunted down by Senior Sister An, and there would be nowhere to escape to the ends of the earth!

Thinking of this, Ling Yunpo smiled and said:

"Senior Sister, shall we go back and watch the competition?"

"Okay." An Zhisu felt in her sleeves, took out a medicine bottle, and stuffed it into his hand. "Take three pills, and don't leave any hidden injuries on your body."

"Senior Sister, if you were worried that I would get hurt, why didn't you show mercy just now?" Ling Yunpo said with a smile.

"As a sword master, how can you not get hurt?" An Zhisu forced himself to remain calm and didn't want to talk about jealousy anymore, so he took the wine jug from his arms and fed him the pills himself.

Ling Yunpo swallowed the pill and felt the medicinal power dissolving in his dantian. Suddenly, all the aches, pains, numbness and minor wounds in his body disappeared.

"Sister, why is this pill so effective?"

"It's just an ordinary Jiuhua Yulu Pill, crushed and mixed with Liuxiong Xuanhuang Powder, and then kneaded into a pill shape again."

"Then I guess it contains the tenderness of Senior Sister..."

"Stop talking nonsense. Come with me to watch the competition."