There's a reason why Qingyao is ranked first among the four divine beasts.
Although he was not as ruthless as You Tu, nor as skilled as Shu Yan, his magic was ingenious and often unpredictable, ever-changing.
He can't compare to the Demon God, but if you bring out those princes, you can easily crush them.
Qingyao was originally quite wary of Tushan Mu, thinking that he must be a rare master.
However, after a few exchanges, Tu Shanmu's performance was mediocre, and he even looked disheveled.
Qingyao found many of his weaknesses, and while wondering about them, she seized upon them to launch a fierce attack.
Logically speaking, with an attack of that level, he should have already taken down Tu Shanmu.
But Tu Shanmu always manages to miraculously dodge the most fatal blow.
After several attempts, Qingyao pursed her lips, feeling an involuntary sense of irritation. Her previously impenetrable attack had developed a flaw.
Tu Shanmu had been waiting for this moment for a long time. When the two swords clashed, he stopped dodging and instead pressed Qingyao's sword down with his other hand.
Qingyao's face showed astonishment. It was just a simple movement, but he felt as if a thousand pounds of force were pressing down on him.
The hand holding the sword was strained, and it was almost impossible to hold it steady.
Qingyao managed to retreat, but his steps were a bit unsteady.
Just as he had regained his footing, Tu Shanmu thrust forward with a flourish of his sword.
From this moment on, the situation reversed.
Qingyao was being overwhelmed by Tushan Mu, and all his counterattacks seemed so weak, easily blocked.
Later, he realized with dismay that Tu Shanmu had already thoroughly mastered his moves in a very short time.
No matter how much Qingyao struggled, Tu Shanmu always managed to block him.
All the effort is put into the cotton, and this cotton is just playing with you, ready to strangle you at any moment.
Qingyao remained calm. Gods are all freaks; they are strong without any logic.
He sheathed his sword and made a gesture of admiration to Tu Shanmu, saying, "Your swordsmanship is superb, I am completely convinced."
Tu Shanmu sheathed his sword and commented on him, "Fancy swordsmanship is useless. Put away your desire to show off, and you will achieve something."
Qingyao smiled but didn't say anything.
For many days afterward, the two would practice swordsmanship whenever they had free time. One was eager to learn, and the other was eager to teach. Qingyao was also very quick to learn, and in just seven or eight days, he made rapid progress.
Even with that scrap metal, Tu Shanmu could no longer easily get close to him.
Qingyao is the kind of person who becomes more courageous after setbacks. He has a strong fighting spirit. After Tu Shanmu held his sword to his shoulder for the sixth time, he finally rallied and, with a nimble dodge, got behind Tu Shanmu and successfully launched a sneak attack.
He was half a head taller than Tu Shanmu. The two sparred for a long time, and both were panting and covered in sweat.
"God, you have let your guard down."
Qingyao leaned against Tushanmu, and as he spoke, his breath hit Tushanmu's neck.
That small patch of snow-white skin was quickly steamed into pink, the same color as the pink cherry blossoms falling from the sky.
He was a heat source, and Tu Shanmu shifted forward uncomfortably, saying lazily, "You're really good at sneak attacks."
Qingyao laughed heartily. The two of them had been spending a lot of time together these days, and their relationship had deepened considerably.
He didn't notice Tu Shanmu's actions, casually put his arm around the god's shoulder, turned his face towards him, and grinned mischievously.
"As long as we can win, it doesn't matter whether it's fair or clandestine. Just like when we deal with the demon god, we always have to use some special methods."
Tu Shanmu, annoyed by his high body temperature, reached out and pushed his lower abdomen, saying, "You always have a lot of fallacies. Just talk, don't hit me..."
Before he could finish speaking, Qingyao suddenly pulled him into her arms and rubbed against him.
"You're just pretending to be virtuous. I'm going to hug you anyway, so what can you do about it?"
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