However, this time the outcome was something neither of them expected.
Ye Qinghan thought he was invincible, but unexpectedly the Blade of Judgment was able to break through the barrier set up by the Fallen Immortal Ruler.
Shangguan Rou never expected that the God-Slaying Sword Formation could be so outrageous!
Both of them secretly realized they had underestimated each other!
Shangguan Rou was nearly killed instantly by the God-Slaying Sword Formation, but fortunately, that attack shattered the Falling Immortal Ruler, allowing her to dodge as much as possible...
Ye Qinghan fared no better. Struck by the blade formed from the raging flames of punishment, she fell to the ground. She hadn't expected her opponent to be so unsportsmanlike; even with a slash to her thigh, she didn't dodge...
What's even more shocking is that these two people were actually able to stand up!
"It hurts so much..." Ye Qinghan pressed his chest and slowly stood up...
"This can't kill you?" Shangguan Rou, leaning against her long sword, looked utterly incredulous...
"To be honest, I think so too." Ye Qinghan was speechless. There really were people in this world who could withstand the God-Slaying Sword Formation!
"What?" Shangguan Rou tilted her head, holding the knife, looking like a thug, clearly having had her fill of beating!
"Continue?" Ye Qinghan felt the same way. Since becoming a disciple, she had never encountered an opponent who could even withstand a single blow!
"Do you think I'm afraid of you?"
"I don't care, then let's go!"
Shangguan Rou was naturally competitive and unwilling to admit defeat, as was Ye Qinghan. In a sense, the two were surprisingly compatible.
This time it was purely a matter of knife skills and swordsmanship, and both of them were trying to recover their strength and injuries.
"What are you going to eat? Can't you handle this?"
After exchanging blows for more than ten rounds, the distance between them widened again. Shangguan Rou then saw Ye Qinghan take out a small bottle and pour some into his mouth...
Ye Qinghan didn't care; she was getting a little carried away...
"Would you like to take the quick-acting fox-repelling pills?"
"Give me two too."
"Two hundred taels."
"I'll pay you back after I'm done. I won't owe you any money!"
Ye Qinghan was quite generous, casually tossing the small bottle to Shangguan Rou and giving her two pills as well.
"Are you done? Shall we continue?"
"Come!"
The two had recovered somewhat, and they resumed their fight, leaving Su Cheng and Cheng Liang, who were watching from outside the arena, completely bewildered...
"Qinghan...she's too playful...I need to teach her a lesson when we get back!"
Cheng Liang was dumbfounded. This was a martial arts arena! His eldest disciple usually seemed alright, so why was he eating things given to him by others? Wasn't he afraid they were poisoned?
Dongfang Jue smiled and said, "Shiyao, you can't follow Sister Shangguan's example! You can't eat things given to you by strangers!"
"Shiyao knows." Li Shiyao wasn't that interested in who won anymore. In short, her senior sister would never lose, not because her senior sister was powerful, but because her senior sister cared about her reputation and wouldn't let their master lose face.
Indeed, Ye Qinghan wouldn't lose. Although both were seriously injured, Ye Qinghan still had a magical weapon...
"Sister Shangguan, if Qinghan kills you, will the Heavenly Dao Pavilion renege on its debt...?"
As Ye Qinghan spoke, he summoned more than a dozen magical treasures, all of which floated in the sky.
"Uh... I'll just admit defeat!"
"No, you have to give me your knife!" Ye Qinghan was acting like a thug, leaning against the sword box and demanding Shangguan Rou's Yin Feng knife.
Shangguan Rou has also learned this lesson; Ye Qinghan's unreasonable behavior has been going on for quite some time now!
"I surrender." With those words, he vanished in an instant...
"Hey? Holy crap! Shangguan Rou! You son of a bitch!"
In the blink of an eye, Shangguan Rou went to play with Su Muchan.
Shangguan Rou leaned against Su Muchan's chest, laughing uncontrollably. It was the first time she had ever seen Ye Qinghan get his comeuppance! How hilarious!
Su Muchan was a little confused: "Sister Shangguan, you clearly lost the martial arts competition, so why are you so happy?"
While healing her injuries, Shangguan Rou said, "Winning or losing is not important to me. Even if I lose this time, I may not lose next time. But I know what level her strength is at."
What level?
"Without magic weapons, she's about the same as me? I think I have a chance to beat her! With the Wind-Singing Blade that Master gave me, I'm not afraid of her!"
"Mu Chan is so envious of you two. Mu Chan didn't even have a chance to fight back against Ye Qinghan."
Su Muchan envied her two older sisters for having such good masters; Dongfang Jue was a noblewoman of the human race, and Li Shiyao was the darling of two sects. It seemed that only she...
Cheng Liang coveted her body and her witch identity, while Su Cheng looked at her as if she were a ghost. Of all the sisters, she seemed to be the most unlucky!
The assassination attempt failed, and the victim was poisoned. Now the victim has to pay two hundred taels of silver every month!
Family members, who understands? Who can comprehend how much pressure two hundred taels of silver would place on a down-on-her-luck witch?
Now she can't go home anymore and can only live as a dependent in Lingshan. Fortunately, Shangguan Rou treats her quite well...
"What's there to envy? I envy Dongfang Jue and Li Shiyao more. They don't have to think about anything; they just eat, drink, and have fun every day!"
On the other side, in the small pavilion on Ling Mountain, Su Cheng and Cheng Liang sat facing each other, something Cheng Liang thought was reasonable but hadn't expected.
"And who is this young lady?" Cheng Liang wasn't that interested in Su Cheng, but the Yu Lan next to him was quite impressive!
"Sect Leader Cheng, my daughter Yu Lan is currently serving as an elder of Lingxian Palace."
As Yu Lan spoke, she poured Su Cheng a cup of tea and then handed the teapot to Pei Ling. She wasn't the type to wait on people, and this gentleness was a privilege reserved for Su Cheng and the two young ladies.
Pei Ling wasn't like Yu Lan; she wouldn't stay in bed with him or smile at him. She was just there to keep him company, not to serve him tea or water.
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