Chapter 1308 He Cannot Be Let Off Lightly
[Don't push yourself too hard. I feel like you can't beat him. Let me handle this. I'll stab his wrist with my sword; that'll definitely satisfy my anger.]
Wuyou sensed that Song Chunxue had met her match this time, and was struggling to fight. It was even more tiring than when she practiced swordsmanship for four hours before. She exerted a lot of effort with every move, and her energy was almost exhausted.
"No need, I want to knock him to the ground myself!"
Wuyou was at her wit's end. After trying to persuade her for a long time, she realized that if she continued, she might end up switching to Bawang.
The overlord was too heavy, and it was even more difficult for her with her thin arms and legs to carry it.
Lord Zhao broke out in a cold sweat. "Why don't you tell them to stop? I feel my junior brother is in trouble. Her hair is all disheveled, and she's burning with anger. This is not good for her."
“If we stop her, it will only leave her feeling unhappy. Don’t stop her. Even if she is beaten down today, we shouldn’t help her. At least we should make her understand that when she is not strong enough, she should not act impulsively or rashly, but should keep a low profile and work hard to become stronger quietly.” Master Han said softly, “In the past two years, her cultivation path has been too smooth. This is not a good thing.”
Xie Zheng remained silent throughout, his gaze shifting back and forth between the two men.
Qingxuan has a very long whip, made of crimson gold, which gleams in the sunlight and is extremely difficult to deal with.
Song Chunxue's own was a bit short, so she continued to use Wuyou and Taozhi to exchange blows.
Suddenly, her hand slipped, and Wuyou flung out. The whip barely grazed her cheek, leaving a thin trail of blood.
"careful!"
Xie Zheng stepped forward and said, "That's enough, stop now."
Song Chunxue glanced at him indifferently and took out the Overlord Sword.
"Wuyou, you stay here and watch. Don't take action unless absolutely necessary."
"Alright, don't worry." Wuyou said to Lord Xie, "Don't worry, she'll be fine. No other weapon can outrun me."
If he hadn't been in Song Chunxue's hands before, that chain wouldn't have left scars on her face.
"Snap!" She flung the peach branch and charged forward, "Again!"
Qingxuan looked at the giant sword in her hand and thought to himself that this woman was really crazy. She had brought out her most treasured possessions just to vent her anger.
Has she forgotten that he has already been beaten by her? Even the mountain gate where he used to cultivate was completely destroyed by her. When will this ever end?
Since things have come to this, if fighting could restore Lord Xie to the state he was two years ago, he would be willing to take the beating.
But the truth is, Xie Zheng may never remember his past experiences with her again.
If he hadn't felt sorry for her, he would never have given in to her.
Song Chunxue stared into Qingxuan's eyes; how could she not see the expression in them?
Hmph, shameless scoundrel, two-faced.
She gripped the Overlord Sword with both hands and unleashed the sixth move of the Unity Sword Technique: Sword Qi Swallows the River!
"Thump thump thump!"
Qingxuan was outmatched and retreated repeatedly. The sword energy also shook off his jade crown, and his long hair fell down, just like Song Chunxue's.
Song Chunxue curled her lips, but before the smile reached her eyes, her heart sank. Without giving him a chance to breathe, she unleashed the seventh move, Star-Slaying Moon-Cutting!
"Where did she get her swordsmanship from? It's so domineering, a perfect match for the Overlord Sword." Master Han's voice was calm, his eyes flashed, and he commented slowly, "It's just very exhausting."
Lord Zhao remained silent, his hand resting on the hilt of his sword, ready to charge out at any moment.
If Qingxuan dares to really hurt his junior brother, he will be the first to rush up and show him what it means to be outmatched and what proper hospitality is!
While peeling potatoes, Tu Dan'er said, "Aren't you hungry? I've already eaten a few bites and come back. If we don't finish soon, the chicken soup will all be gone."
"Why don't you stop making the soup yet? You know Master can't stop for hours on end these days," Changfeng asked anxiously. "Who do you think will have the upper hand?"
Tu Dan'er glanced at it casually, "Uncle-Master."
Before Changfeng could even feel happy, he saw Qingxuan sweep his master's calf with a spinning back kick, and it looked incredibly painful.
"Hiss~" Changyun gasped. "I can't look anymore. Let's go back. I'll go prepare medicine for Master's injuries."
"You all eat first, I'll wait here for Master," Qi Yun, who had been quiet all along, said gently. "She will definitely get her revenge."
Sure enough, the next moment, Song Chunxue integrated all her weapons and combined them with those eight... this time sixteen chess pieces, and "bang!"
Qingxuan was blown away on the spot.
"Master, be careful!" Before he could even feel happy, Qi Yun saw Qing Xuan descending from above with his sword.
"Above!" Wuyou quickly warned. Although she blocked the sword tip, she still couldn't dodge his palm strike.
"Go!" Song Chunxue mustered all her strength and flung Bawang away.
The giant sword, as wide as a palm, spiraled out and slammed heavily onto Qingxuan's forehead with its hilt.
"Bang!"
Qingxuan's body went limp, and he fainted.
Song Chunxue then smiled and fell straight backward.
"Master!"
"Uncle-Master!"
The next moment, she collapsed into a familiar embrace, surrounded by a familiar scent.
But before she closed her eyes, she realized that this was not the Xie Zheng she remembered.
"I'm fine," she said weakly. "Let me rest for a while. You guys go eat. I want hand-pulled rice noodles and bok choy, lots of minced garlic, no cilantro, and lots of sesame oil."
Lord Zhao breathed a sigh of relief, "What time is it? She's still thinking about food. Thankfully, she's alright."
The next moment, Song Chunxue completely fainted.
Master Han stood on high ground, his gaze gentle.
"Senior brother's disciple is quite fierce. I think Qingxuan will probably be bedridden for a few days." Master Han looked at Qingxuan lying on the ground unattended and said to the newly arrived outer disciple, "Go, carry him to a room and take good care of him."
"yes."
The group walked ahead, while Zhang Chengxuan and Qi Yun, unable to offer any assistance, followed slowly behind.
"Master, does Master's behavior prove that she can't let go of Uncle Xie?"
“Yes, of course. After all, they almost became Daoist partners.” Zhang Chengxuan looked at him with a smile. “Back then, I was the one who brought them together.”
"That……"
Zhang Chengxuan stopped. "What? You have another way to restore Xie Zheng?"
"Oh no, Master, her internal injuries are severe, please take a look!" Xie Zheng carried Song Chunxue and rushed to Master Han. "That Qingxuan used a dirty trick again."
"What? This bastard!" Tu Dan'er walked past the unconscious Qing Xuan and said to the person carrying him, "Let me handle this."
"What do you want to do?" Qi Yun walked over. "How about I help you?"
"Kick it down the mountain, then tie it to a tree and hang it there." Changfeng kicked Qingxuan. "I know a tree that's perfect for hanging dried vegetables!"
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