Chapter 216 Originally Belonged to Her
"Senior Sister Qingge, are you two going to pay any attention to me?" Jiang Qiao pouted in dissatisfaction.
The two of them looked at her at the same time, which made her feel embarrassed.
"Stop looking at me like that, I'll feel embarrassed." Jiang Qiao covered her face.
"Shengsheng, this is Jiang Qiao, she's my friend." Nan Qingge introduced her to Si Nansheng.
"Why does it count? I'm obviously your friend!" When Jiang Qiao was dissatisfied, Liu Xuewei had already stood on the arena.
Liu Xuewei was wearing a snow-white robe, her long hair was like a waterfall, and her face was gentle and peaceful. She was holding a spiritual sword that emitted a faint blue light. There was a faint frost condensed around the sword body. One could tell at a glance that this sword was extraordinary.
When Si Nansheng saw the sword, he couldn't help but clench his fists.
This sword originally belonged to her.
Just because Liu Xuewei liked the sword, Lei Ming took it and gave it to her.
Si Nansheng turned his head to look at Lei Ming on the high platform. Lei Ming naturally saw the sword in Liu Xuewei's hand, and even noticed Si Nansheng's gaze.
He turned to look at Si Nansheng, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of Si Nansheng's mouth. Lei Ming quickly turned his head away, not daring to look at her again.
Si Nansheng chuckled and turned to look at Feng Zeyan. Feng Zeyan of course knew that the sword once belonged to Si Nansheng.
But so what?
In Feng Zeyan's eyes, whatever Liu Xuewei likes belongs to her. No matter who has it, he can snatch it away and give it to her.
Liu Xuewei's opponent Murong Yan was dressed in a fiery red outfit, with a heroic look between her eyebrows. Her sword was as hot as fire, forming a sharp contrast with Liu Xuewei's ice sword.
With the ringing of a crisp bell, the competition officially began.
Murong Yan took the lead. Her figure was as fast as lightning, and the fire sword in her hand drew a fiery arc and slashed towards Liu Xuewei. The air was instantly filled with rolling heat waves, as if to ignite everything around.
Liu Xuewei was not in a hurry. She gently waved the ice sword in her hand, and an ice-blue sword energy instantly surged out, colliding with Murong Yan's fire sword.
In an instant, ice and fire merged, making a violent roar, and water vapor filled the air, covering the entire arena.
In this chaotic water vapor, Liu Xuewei's figure suddenly disappeared. Murong Yan was shocked and looked around vigilantly, waving the fire sword in her hand to prevent Liu Xuewei's sneak attack.
However, Liu Xuewei's swordsmanship was extremely strange. She moved freely in the water vapor like a ghost.
Suddenly, an icy air attacked from behind Murong Yan. Murong Yan quickly turned around and blocked it with her sword.
There was a thick layer of frost on Liu Xuewei's ice sword. Every time she swung it, countless ice spikes came out and shot towards Murong Yan like hidden weapons.
Murong Yan fought hard to resist, but the ice spikes still left wounds on her body.
She secretly marveled at the strangeness of Liu Xuewei's swordsmanship, and at the same time it also inspired her own fighting spirit. The power of fire burst out from her body, and the fire sword shone brightly, evaporating all the water vapor around it.
She gathered all the power of fire into the sword and slashed at Liu Xuewei.
However, the moment her fire sword touched Liu Xuewei's ice sword, countless ice blades shot out from the lotus and surrounded Murong Yan.
Murong Yan fought hard, but there were too many ice blades and she gradually couldn't hold on any longer. She got more and more wounds on her body.
In the end, Liu Xuewei's ice sword was against Murong Yan's throat.
"You lost." Liu Xuewei looked down at Murong Yan.
Murong Yan reluctantly put down the sword in her hand and saluted, "I lost."
After the referee announced Liu Xuewei's victory, Liu Xuewei looked at Si Nansheng in the audience with a smug look on her face. Si Nansheng frowned slightly.
There is something wrong with this Liu Xuewei. Her cultivation level was obviously not that high before. How come she has improved so much in just a few months?
"Shengsheng, Shengsheng, what's wrong with you? Why are you in a daze?" Nan Qingge, who was talking to Jiang Qiao, heard the referee calling Si Nansheng's name several times. Si Nansheng didn't respond, so she gently patted her hand.
"I'm fine, Sister Qingge, I'm going to fight." Si Nansheng came back to his senses and smiled at Nan Qingge.
"Come on, Junior Sister."
"Sister, come on." When Bai Ye and Shang Ming saw Si Nansheng walking onto the arena, they hurriedly started to cheer her on.
"Hey, this should be the youngest child, right? Why does he only look seven or eight years old?"
"I remember this child is the Holy Lord's niece."
"Is this true? Then her strength should be quite good, right?"
"Then we really need to open our eyes?"
There were huge crowds of people around the arena, and countless pairs of eyes were shining with excitement and anticipation, staring at the tall arena in the center.
On the stage, Si Nansheng, who was about eight or nine years old, held a huge pink hammer tightly in his hand.
This huge hammer seems extremely disproportionate to her small body, but in Si Nansheng's hands, it seems to have endless power.
Opposite her was a female talisman practitioner, her purple robe fluttering in the wind, her eyes revealing confidence and pride.
"Little kid, today I'll let you see how powerful the talisman cultivator is." The talisman cultivator woman raised the corners of her mouth slightly and said softly.
After saying that, she waved her jade hand, and several talismans flew out from her hand, instantly burning in the air, turning into flames rushing towards Si Nansheng.
The flames brought with them rolling heat waves, distorting the air wherever they passed.
Si Nansheng was not afraid at all. She took a deep breath, raised the huge hammer high with both hands, shouted loudly, and smashed it hard towards the ground.
"Boom!" With a loud noise, the entire arena shook violently. A powerful force burst out from under her hammer, forming an air wave that forcibly shattered all the flying fire talismans.
Seeing this, the female cultivator frowned and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.
She didn't expect that this seemingly small girl could have such powerful strength.
But she did not back down. She quickly formed seals with her hands and muttered something.
Suddenly, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and lightning flashed in the clouds. Then, a lightning bolt as thick as a bucket struck straight towards Si Nansheng.
Si Nansheng raised her eyebrows slightly. This thunder had little effect on her. With so many people watching, she couldn't absorb it directly. So, she gripped the giant hammer tightly with both hands and rushed towards the lightning.
Amid the exclamations of the crowd, she swung the hammer into a huge circle of light.
When the lightning struck the giant hammer, sparks flew everywhere, and the pink giant hammer directly blocked the lightning.
Taking advantage of the brief flaw that the talisman practitioner had when casting a spell, Si Nansheng swung the giant hammer and rushed towards her like a cannonball.
The woman who practiced talisman cultivation tried to dodge hurriedly, but Si Nansheng was too fast and appeared in front of her in the blink of an eye.
Si Nansheng shouted loudly, gathered all his strength into the giant hammer, and smashed it towards the woman practicing talismans.
The talisman cultivator tried to block it with her talisman, but it was too late. Si Nansheng's hammer slammed down heavily on the talisman shield with a tremendous force.
"Crack!" With a crisp sound, the talisman shield shattered instantly, and the talisman woman was also knocked out by this powerful force and fell on the arena.
The whole audience suddenly fell silent, and everyone was shocked by Si Nansheng's amazing strength.
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