Chapter 85: Sword after Sword
The female cultivator wore a veil, had a stern brow, and had an unusually cold temperament.
Some people were dissatisfied: "What are you doing?! They were the ones who were ignorant and dared to talk about Fairy Liu at the foot of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect!"
The female cultivator's beautiful eyes swept across the scene, and without further ado, she took off the token from her waist and flashed it: "During the Ten Directions Competition, the Ten Thousand Swords Sect prohibits the use of weapons."
"Are you all doing this knowingly?"
He split everyone apart with one sword, with such strength and such a domineering attitude.
The token of direct inheritance.
There are only two direct female disciples in Wanjian Sect. The eldest sister uses two swords, while the younger sister Liu Duzheng uses only one sword.
The magic sword in her hand was surrounded by purple light, it was Liu Duzheng's Shangni Sword!
After Liu Duzheng's identity was recognized, the situation was immediately brought under control.
The two parties blamed each other:
“…I dare not.”
"Fairy, you are too kind. We were just bickering, no, there was no fighting."
"Yes, yes! Fairy, we are all here to watch the game. We just support different sects. The arguments we have are just a few casual remarks."
Liu Duzheng glanced coldly at everyone present and said, "If we're arguing, then there should be no pushing or shoving."
Her words were like frost.
Everyone nodded in agreement.
Seeing that the warning had been given, she sheathed her sword, turned, and walked away.
The Ten Directions Competition was truly renowned, a once-a-century event in Tongzhou. As the first venue, the Wanjian Sect attracted a mixed crowd, with all the sect's disciples deployed to various locations down the mountain to maintain discipline.
Liu Duzheng is the direct descendant, so she doesn't have to worry about these things.
She came down the mountain today just to pick up the Penglai group.
Penglai was not familiar with Tongzhou, and the Wanjian Sect was afraid that they would not know the way, so they specially sent a direct descendant to receive them together with the sect elders as a sign of respect.
Fu Yi and Liu Duzheng competed for the task of receiving Penglai.
It is the master who is sensible. He knows that the little brother, who has only been down the mountain a few times and is directionally challenged, probably cannot even recognize the entire way up the mountain.
Yay! Liu Duzheng was honored to be elected.
Who would have thought that she would hear these unpleasant words as she passed by the foot of the mountain on her sword.
Liu Duzheng's bad temper is unbearable!
The Ten Directions Competition is a place for a contest of martial arts, intelligence, and strategy, not a beauty pageant.
Besides, what a woman looks like is not something they should discuss!
If they love to judge who comes first and who comes second, why has Liu Duzheng never heard these self-appointed judges judging her senior and junior brothers?
It's all just worldly prejudice.
In the eyes of those uncivilized people, the strength, wisdom and character of female cultivators are not as good as their appearance which can be seen with the naked eye.
She was mad to argue with these people.
Liu Duzheng took several deep breaths before he could control himself.
The game is important, the game is important, the game is important...
We can't let any more trouble happen.
Everyone slowly breathed a sigh of relief after seeing her leave, though some couldn't help but complain, "The Wanjian Sect is too arrogant. They're making such a fuss just because we said something casually..."
"Who knows why she's angry. What's with the forbidden weapons? From what I can see, she just can't stand hearing others look prettier than her, Liu Duzheng."
Although the voice is small, the speculation is poisonous.
Some people were mean, while others in the same profession pushed him: "That's enough. After all, she is a descendant of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect. Be careful of her—"
after all.
The direct disciple hasn't gone far yet.
The man was disdainful, "Her? What can she do? What's wrong with being a direct descendant? If it were those senior brothers, it would be fine. She's just a female cultivator who's been praised by everyone."
Liu Duzheng studied hard and practiced diligently this year, and had already broken through to the Golden Elixir realm.
With sharp ears and eyes, you can naturally hear clearly.
What Liu Duzheng hates most is this kind of remarks.
This is unbearable.
Liu Duzheng turned around and casually pointed at the two people who had just spoken.
She asked, "Since you two refuse to obey the Wanjian Sect's discipline, yet you traveled thousands of miles to watch the match, what's the matter? Can't you watch the Spirit Mirror live broadcast?"
Being singled out for provocation, this person immediately lost face and argued stubbornly, "You, you were just showing off your power just now. Of course, we came here..."
"Oh. I'm just showing off," Liu Duzheng interrupted directly, her eyebrows raised slightly, with a hint of mockery in her eyes:
"My junior brother has a sword called Mirror Self. Mirror Self can see if one's heart is right and if one's actions are good."
Liu Duzheng said, "If you're lucky enough to watch the match, be sure to time my junior brother's sword drawing perfectly."
"It is important for a person to know himself. Look in the mirror more often. Perhaps it can even reflect some of the water in your mind. I heard that the East China Sea has dried up recently. You have so much water that it would be a good choice for land reclamation."
Liu Duzheng's words are too sharp.
It was precisely because of this mouth that the leader of the Wanjian Sect asked her to practice silent meditation to cultivate her body and mind.
The monk was furious. "You! You are just a woman—"
Before he could finish his words, Liu Du Zheng became impatient and raised his hand. With a burst of spiritual power, he knocked the man back.
The man screamed and flew backwards for dozens of meters. The moment he crashed into the pile of earth, dust flew everywhere and he fainted.
Liu Duzheng withdrew her hand, glanced at those who had been gossiping, and said sincerely:
"I don't really understand. Aren't you all saying that the Wanjian Sect is bullying because of its power? Aren't you all comparing the looks of the female cultivators?"
Those who were swept by her gaze turned their heads away guiltily.
"Look, he is in the middle stage of Jindan." Liu Duzheng pointed at the person who flew out.
She pointed at herself again and said, "I shot it."
"The selection of the direct descendants of the Wanjian Sect is also open. I am also a direct descendant who fought one sword at a time. Apart from gender, there is no difference between me and my brothers."
"Fairy Ruan Wei of the Penglai Immortal Sect possesses an innate spiritual body and is renowned for her strategic abilities. She and the Ruan family's efforts to overturn his father's case are legendary. Why do you describe her as a mere vase, with nothing but beauty?"
"Fairy Mu Sheng of Kunyin Sect can kill dozens of monsters with a single song, and Fairy Jiang of Wangxi Valley often leaves the valley to provide free medical treatment to independent cultivators."
Liu Duzheng was very confused:
"So, why do you think that female cultivators won't get angry or hit people?"
Under the bright sun, Liu Duzheng's voice was resounding:
"The talented young men of the ten great sects have gathered together, but you don't want to see their sword moves, their magical weapons, or their strength and methods in the clashes, but instead you're wondering which of the sect's orthodox teachings are the best?"
The crowd at the foot of the mountain was crowded, yet extremely quiet.
Just because of Liu Duzheng's calm words, a stone caused a thousand waves.
yes.
Why is this?
There are many female cultivators in the world of cultivation, and a number of them are very powerful. But why, until now, is it that the primary purpose of people paying attention to a woman is to judge her appearance?
far away.
Wu Yu gently bumped Chang Huaijin's arm, his eyes sparkling with stars: "See, did you see, did you see, I really didn't expect that Liu Duzheng could say such a handsome thing."
"Just like Senior Sister!"
"Handsome, handsome, handsome." Chang Huaijin nodded hurriedly, "That's right, Senior Sister is so amazing, but these people only know about her beauty!"
"What a waste!"
"Yes, it's a complete waste!"
The bickering twins always reach a consensus on Ruan Wei's affairs.
This is a friendly meeting between toxic fans!
Chi Jin, who was standing behind them, curled his lips in disgust. He had nothing to say to these two guys who were blinded by the beauty of the second senior sister.
That’s enough!
You can't completely ignore what Ruan Wei did just because she looks like Guanyin!
This year was similar to what Chi Jin remembered from her previous life.
The seal on the demon clan has loosened, and the masters and uncles take turns to go out of the island to reinforce and eliminate the demons.
The three left-behind children took turns being beaten by their eldest brother and second sister.
Ruan Wei has many tricks.
Beat them on the plum blossom pile, beat them on the water, beat them on the suspension bridge, the eldest brother used frost to slow down and let the second sister beat him...
Good news: The swordsmanship of the three is steadily improving.
Bad news: Chi Jin's legs trembled and she wanted to run away when she saw Ruan Wei draw his sword.
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