The truth will answer you and me
Mu Shang suddenly said, "Because this makes it easier to distinguish and also represents the relationship between the sect leader and the sect."
Hongxing indicated that he understood, saying, "I see."
At this moment, Zhao Peng also entered the arena. Zhao Peng was a tall, thin man, and his clothing indicated that he was a member of the Zui Luo Men and was well past the age of twenty.
A seven-year-old girl versus a man of marriageable age—anyone would instinctively think Li Xingyi would lose. Li Xingyi simply bowed to him calmly, and Zhao Peng followed suit.
Zhao Peng stood up straight and held up three fingers, saying, "Junior sister, you're young, how about I give you three moves?"
Li Xingyi said calmly, "The competition should naturally be fair and just, and we should do our best. Therefore, I hope Senior Brother Zhao Peng will forgive Junior Sister for not being able to accept this."
Luo Kui said, "He is indeed upright. Sect Leader Shuanghan has taught him well."
Han Sheng said, "Sect Leader Zui Luo is truly a skilled teacher, showing great courtesy and consideration. It's really commendable."
"Hahahaha!" Luo Kui laughed loudly after hearing this.
After hearing Li Xingyi's words, Zhao Peng said, "Then let's begin."
After saying that, he raised his sword and attacked Li Xingyi. Fortunately, Li Xingyi reacted quickly and raised her sword to meet the attack. Seeing this, Zhao Peng pressed down hard, and Li Xingyi immediately felt her body become heavier. She struggled to support herself.
Seeing that Zhao Peng was still putting pressure on him, Li Xingyi glanced at his right foot, immediately pushed it away with all his might, turned his body to the left, and got behind Zhao Peng. Li Xingyi pretended to attack, and Zhao Peng immediately turned around to prepare to fight back.
The two swords clashed, circling again and again. Li Xingyi had no choice but to use his sword to block Zhao Peng's sword and strike downwards. Just as he was about to strike Zhao Peng's hand, Zhao Peng immediately used his other hand to prepare to slap Li Xingyi.
Upon seeing this, Li Xingyi immediately bent backward and kicked Zhao Peng's hand holding the sword with all his might.
"Ouch!" Zhao Peng cried out in pain, clutching his injured hand.
With a "clang," Zhao Peng's sword fell to the ground. Li Xingyi pressed the sword against Zhao Peng's neck, awaiting the announcement.
The square fell silent. "Li Xingyi wins!" came the announcement, and the crowd erupted in cheers. "Amazing! That kick of hers looked painful!"
"Yeah! I didn't expect her to be so energetic!"
"...At first I thought she was going to lose! I never expected she would manage to get behind Zhao Peng!"
"..."
Upon hearing the announcement, Li Xingyi sheathed his sword, cupped his hands, and said, "Thank you for your kind offer."
After saying that, he left the stage.
At this moment, Luo Kui on the second floor stood up in shock and exclaimed, "What?!"
Han Sheng said, "Sect Leader Zui Luo, there is only winning and losing in a competition. Don't forget that."
Luo Kui forced a smile after hearing this and said, "How could I forget? I just can't believe that Li Xingyi has only studied for four months. Sect Leader Shuanghan is truly a master teacher."
Han Sheng smiled and said, "Sect Leader Zui Luo is too kind."
Luo Kui had no choice but to sit down. Gongsun Dou looked at Li Xingyi in front of him and smiled slightly, saying, "Congratulations, Junior Sister Li."
Li Xingyi looked at him and said calmly, "Thank you, Senior Brother."
After a long time, the day's competition was over, and everyone went back to their rooms to rest.
At night, Gongsun Dou, as was his habit, went out for a stroll alone. He looked around the Feihe Gate area and stopped in surprise for a moment when he came to a certain place.
The first match on the second day was between Zemin and the person who had offended him, named Wooden Stick. Zemin quickly defeated Wooden Stick and said coldly, "Even a small body can win."
This was clearly an answer to what the stick had said earlier. After a long time, the final match arrived.
...When Li Xingyi's sword fell, Zemin was the first place winner, while Li Xingyi only achieved second place.
After a long time, the competition ended and night fell. Li Xingyi knelt down in front of Han Sheng and said, "This disciple has failed Master's teachings."
Han Sheng helped her up and smiled, "Second place is very good too. You've done very well. You only studied for four months and got second place. That's really impressive."
After hearing this, Li Xingyi bit his lower lip and said, "This disciple will try his best."
After hearing this, Han Sheng sighed and said, "Let's stay at Feihe Gate tonight and have some fun. It'll be lively today anyway. Xingyi doesn't need to push himself too hard. Go and relax."
Li Xingyi replied, "Yes, Master."
After Han Sheng left, she said, "I want to take a walk by myself."
Seeing this, Qingyi and Hongxing sighed and left.
Seeing this, Gongsun Dou stretched out a hand to Li Xingyi and said with a smile, "Junior sister, hold my hand, I'll take you somewhere."
His voice was exceptionally gentle, like a soft breeze; his eyes were gentle, and his smile was captivating.
Li Xingyi paused for a moment, then gently placed her hand on Gongsun Dou's. Gongsun Dou's heart stirred slightly upon seeing this, and he gently squeezed her hand, pulling her to the side. Li Xingyi stared blankly at Gongsun Dou beside her.
She said, "Senior brother..."
Gongsun Dou looked at Li Xingyi and asked, "What's wrong?"
Li Xingyi came to his senses and said, "I just wanted to say that Senior Brother has a very handsome smile, and you should smile more often."
Gongsun Dou was stunned after hearing this, then he smiled and said, "Okay."
The road was lined with blooming flowers and brightly lit. Gongsun Dou deliberately chose a side path to walk on, so as to avoid being seen holding hands.
The main street was bustling with activity and filled with noise. At this moment, they were on the side street, separated from the main street by only a passageway. No one knew them, and they could not make their feelings public, just like Gongsun Dou's feelings for Li Xingyi, which could not be made public.
As Li Xingyi walked, he looked intently at the long street to his left.
After walking for a while, Gongsun Dou said, "We've arrived."
Li Xingyi looked up and his eyes lit up. In front of him was a lake, and the reflection of the stars in the sky on the lake surface was as if the stars had fallen into the water.
This spot is exactly where the Kongming lanterns are separated, and the scenery is not yet integrated.
Under a sky full of stars, Gongsun Dou chuckled as he looked at Li Xingyi's stunned expression.
Li Xingyi immediately came to her senses. Before she could speak, she saw Gongsun Dou smiling at her. The ribbon on her mask fell off, and Gongsun Dou calmly caught the mask.
All that met his eyes was Gongsun Dou's gentle gaze and captivating smile. At this moment, no scenery, however beautiful, could attract Li Xingyi, for none could compare to the beauty before him.
Qingyi and Hongxing walked along the long street. Qingyi asked worriedly, "I wonder how Miss is doing?"
Upon hearing this, Hongxing said, "So what if she didn't get first place? Junior sister should be fine, right?"
Qingyi sighed and said, "But Miss feels that she has let down the sect leader's expectations, so she must be feeling bad."
Hongxing froze.
No? Junior Sister Li has only been studying for four months. Isn't it a bit of an exaggeration to expect her to win first place in her first competition?
Qingyi looked extremely worried. Seeing this, Hongxing tried to distract her, but after thinking for a long time, he still couldn't come up with a solution. Suddenly, he saw a Kongming lantern and said, "Junior Sister Qingyi, let's go release a Kongming lantern."
Qingyi thought for a moment and said, "Okay."
The two bought Kongming lanterns, and Hongxing handed Qingyi a calligraphy brush, saying, "Junior sister, write down your wish."
Qingyi took the brush and said, "Thank you, senior brother."
He then wrote the words "May the Lord be at peace and joyful" on the Kongming lantern.
Seeing this, Hongxing pondered.
Or should I write 'I wish I could get married soon'?
He then shook his head and wrote the words "May the Lord grant my wish" on his Kongming lantern.
The two carefully released the Kongming lanterns. Qingyi clasped her hands together, closed her eyes, and made a wish. Hongxing followed suit.
Since the young master made a wish on the Kongming lantern, now it's my turn...
On the other side, after Han Sheng left, he quietly went to the Crane Cry Pavilion.
I want to see what kind of shady things a sect leader is hiding.
Han Sheng gently pushed open the door and then gently closed it. The room was dark, and Han Sheng could only vaguely see that it was full of portraits. She walked forward and took down the portraits to examine them carefully.
I was puzzled after observing it.
Why does it look like a woman? The more I look at her, the more familiar she seems. Could she be someone I know?
Then she shook her head.
Wait a minute, the dignified leader of the Flying Crane Sect actually hid a portrait of a woman in his bedroom?!
Suddenly, the painting in Han Sheng's hand went from being unclear to being clear, and what came into view was herself—it was her portrait!
Han Sheng was shocked. Then she realized how she could see so clearly. Han Sheng immediately used her lightness skill to retreat to the side. As she retreated, she saw He Lian holding a candle in his hand with an unnatural expression!
Seeing this, Han Sheng held the portrait up to him and asked, "Sect Leader Feihe, what is your explanation?"
He Lian replied, "There's nothing to say."
This time he didn't laugh, and that one sentence said it all.
Han Sheng looked at him quietly, and the two remained silent.
After a long while, Han Sheng released his hand from the portrait, lowered his eyes and said, "...No need to hang it anymore."
Seeing that Han Sheng was about to leave, He Lian bit her lip, immediately put down the candle, and quickly went over to Han Sheng, grabbing her wrist and saying, "Han Sheng, you haven't given me your answer yet."
Upon hearing this, Han Sheng was completely stunned.
Am I even capable of providing an answer?
She said, "Let go, and answer what you know."
He frowned after hearing this, turned Han Sheng around and pressed her down, saying, "I don't know, I want to hear it from you yourself."
Seeing this, Han Sheng's eyes sharpened, and he said, "Let go!"
He Lian frowned and asked, "Are you not telling me because you're afraid to tell me or because you can't tell me?"
"Or perhaps both?"
After hearing this, Han Sheng turned his head to the side and said, "Let go, He Lian."
"We are...impossible."
After saying this, he closed his eyes, his words filled with bitterness and sorrow.
Han Sheng had to admit that her heart was aching terribly at this moment, as if it were about to break.
Upon hearing this, He Lian's eyes were filled with resentment, but he knew that Han Sheng, as the head of the Frost Cold Sect, could never give him a true answer.
Looking at Han Sheng in front of him, He Lian had a thought that he was not a gentleman.
What if you belong to me tonight?
Thinking of this, he shook his head slightly.
No, that would mean it'll never be possible.
After a difficult internal struggle, he finally let go of her hand and said, "You can go now."
Upon hearing this, Han Sheng clenched her fists, took a step towards the door, and turned to look at He Lian. She saw that He Lian was still standing there, but his face was turned away.
Seeing this, Han Sheng hesitated to speak, unable to reveal his identity, and could only leave using his light-footed skill.
He Lian watched her retreating figure with a forlorn look in his eyes.
If you weren't the leader of the Frostbite Sect, would you tell me your true feelings?
Han Sheng ran across the bricks and tiles, tears streaming down her face. The more she cried, the faster she ran, trying to avoid being seen.
When Han Sheng was taken in by Shuanghan Sect, he was just a child. He was favored by the previous sect leader and taken in as a disciple. He was also appreciated and succeeded as sect leader. However, Han Sheng was different from other disciples. He did not need to seek revenge, did not harbor hatred, and had never suffered emotional trauma. He only had the innocent heart of a child.
Because she was an orphan, after entering the Frostbite Sect, she began to pretend to have a grudge to settle with, just like some of the other disciples. She forced herself to learn her master's icy demeanor and always uphold the rules of the Frostbite Sect.
Little did they know the other side of the Frostbite Sect, because the book recording that other side had long been taken to the grave by one of the sect leaders, and the first rule of the sect leader was that one must not have feelings!
Han Sheng was still moved. She was a person, a living person, in the prime of her life, and it was inevitable that her heart would flutter with spring fever!
Because he was afraid of being discovered to be lying, he always hesitated when practicing martial arts, which made him a little weaker. People who didn't know the reason would think that Han Sheng's aptitude was a little lacking. Even Han Sheng himself believed it, believing that only by severing all emotions and love could he be as strong as the other sect leaders.
On the first snow of winter, the disciples of each sect were noticeably dressed more warmly, as if they were wearing winter clothes. The sect leaders led their disciples to bid farewell to He Lian.
Han Sheng bowed to He Lian with a calm expression and said, "Sect Leader Fei He, farewell."
Everyone was immediately stunned. He Lian was slightly taken aback after hearing this, feeling a pang of sadness in his heart.
I would rather you pretend it never happened than have you reject me like this and become so distant from me.
He Lian reluctantly returned the greeting and said with a smile, "Han Sheng, be careful on your journey."
Upon hearing this, Han Sheng dared not look at him and could only turn around and walk away, step by step, without any intention of looking back.
"Keep up." That was all that came through.
The snow was still falling. He Lian watched Han Sheng's figure grow farther and farther away. The snow clung to her clothes, making her figure sometimes clear and sometimes blurry. The snow fell heavier and heavier until the figure completely disappeared from sight before He Lian returned.
On the way, they encountered Yuanze Sect. Zemin came over and bowed, saying, "My master asked me to convey a message to Sect Leader Jie Shuanghan."
Han Sheng looked at him quietly, waiting for him to continue. Ze Ming said, "There is a matter in Mu Family Village that needs to be handled by Sect Leader Shuang Han. I hope Sect Leader Shuang Han will make a trip there."
After hearing this, Han Sheng asked, "Is it about the disciples of the Drunken Falling Sect?"
Zemin said, "Yes, it is inconvenient for Yuanze Sect to take action. We hope that Shuanghan Sect can step in to resolve this."
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