Fire, flowing clouds and sword energy surrounded the training ground. In just a moment, a fierce surge burst out from the red and white waves.
"Bang!"
Soon after, with a clear sound, a red long sword was lifted high into the air and quickly stabbed into the ground at the edge of the training ground.
The remaining flames and low hum on the longsword seemed to express unwillingness...
"Fellow Daoist Ling, thank you for letting me."
After the fire was extinguished and the clouds dispersed, everyone saw the outcome of the fight.
I saw a foreign man in black holding a gray sword across Nangong Leng's neck.
The latter was safe and sound, but there was a shallow wound on the side of the foreign man's face.
"Fellow Daoist Chu, how did you perform that move just now?"
"There's no such thing as a solution. Everything was my plan from the beginning."
Yan Quan said calmly and put away the gray sword.
After all, this is the opponent's territory. If it was a normal fight to the death, Nangong Leng would have suffered a bigger wound from that blow just now.
But under normal circumstances, he would not lower his cultivation to the level required by Yan Quan.
“I lost, Brother Chu, good swordsmanship.
If you accept the loss, the setting sun will be yours."
Nangong Leng bowed, then stretched out his hand, cast a spell to collect the red sword, and handed it to Yan Quan.
“…
If fellow Daoist had not lowered his cultivation, thus failing to unleash the true power of the sword and affecting the feel of the sword, the outcome would have been undecided.
How about this, I will sell this sword to you again, fellow Taoist. Taking away someone's beloved things is not my style."
Yan Quan pretended to be humble and returned the sword to Nangong Leng.
This sword is not even as good as his gray sword in the hands of a cultivator below the Nascent Soul stage. It's a pity that Nangong Leng is willing to use it for competition.
"Fellow Daoist Chu, it seems I really misjudged you.
In this case, I will buy this sword from you at the highest price in the market."
Nangong Leng put away his sword neatly and handed a heavy bag of spirit stones to Yan Quan.
"Third brother, Chu Quan!"
Just as Yan Quan was weighing the bag of spirit stones in a daze, a fairy in purple suddenly came in front of the two of them from behind him.
"Um... Third Brother, look at what you've done to the sparring ground!
You really don't know how to take it lightly.
Chu Quan, are you okay?
Your swordsmanship is amazing, where did you learn it? Can you teach me..."
"Friend Yue, why are you here..."
Looking at the stunning fairy approaching again and again, Yan Quan took a half step back, not wanting to deal with her.
It's over. If she reveals that she is Miao Yutao's fiancé, won't she have to deal with Nangong Min again?
"Little sister, don't be silly. Fellow Daoist Chu, I have already granted you permission to enter the inner palace of your clan.
We have something important to attend to today, so we can't stay with you any longer. Fellow Daoist, your swordsmanship is extraordinary. If you want to develop your career in Xuantian Palace, I will definitely introduce you to it."
Nangong Min quickly followed.
"I will consider it. This duel was won by luck only because Fellow Daoist Ling repeatedly gave me the upper hand. Besides, my cultivation is low, and it seems that I am not good enough to serve your palace.
That’s all for today. I’ll discuss this with you guys someday if we have the chance.”
Yan Quan said, and put the bag of spirit stones on his waist.
"Ah... Chu Quan, take this. Come to Xigong Xisi Tower to find me. I have something to tell you."
Nangong Yue frowned slightly in displeasure, but seeing that her eldest and third brothers had already stood up and left, she could only reluctantly stuff a flower-shaped token into Yan Quan's hand, then quickly turned around and followed the two people who were leaving.
"What is this..."
Feeling the fragrance roaming around his nose, Yan Quan couldn't tell whether it was brought by Nangong Yue or by the token.
However, he knew that once the three Nangong siblings left, he would become the focus of the whole place, so he quickly put away the token, turned around, walked down the sparring ground, and headed towards the exit.
Well, this token looks quite expensive and should fetch a good price.
…
At an inconspicuous small exit, Yan Quan deliberately walked around the training ground a few times, avoiding the crowd, and chose to exit from here and return to the hotel.
"I didn't expect there would be such an unexpected reward on Tiantian's face. Tiantian needs to get a new paint mark on his face."
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