Chapter 32 Talk to them
It would be more appropriate to have Qin Qin instead.
A huge pot flew over, shattering the sword intent once again, and Chu Wei's expression changed drastically.
He was jolted back two steps by a powerful force.
She lowered her eyelids in disbelief, looking at the sword in her hand.
Did I really brag?
“It’s over!” Jiang Xianwan shook her arm and slightly curled the corners of her lips.
Take advantage of her illness and kill her.
Show her with your actions whether you're just bragging or not.
Her dress fluttered, and she moved with lightning speed, closing in on him.
With a deft touch, he deflected her sword strike.
He grabbed her wrist with his left hand, raised his arm, and slammed her to the ground.
There's also a powerful, stylish, and brutal spinning kick.
Chu Weining was kicked into mid-air and sent flying onto a mushroom that was peeking out, startling the mushroom so much that it pushed upwards with all its might!
The moment he bounced to the ground, he saw a mushroom with a jade pendant on top, happily giving it to Jiang Xianwan. Before his bewildered gaze could fade, he was teleported out of the secret realm.
Wow, so fast!
My stomach still hurts a lot!
Seriously, did she really... exaggerate?!
The elders gave it high praise.
"That's so despicable!"
"It has the same splendor as the Sword Master in the past!"
She and Lin Yujin's "fleeting glimpses" were surprisingly graceful.
In a short time, the four disciples were completely powerless to fight back.
Hua Buxiu remained noncommittal.
It was all earned through his hard work, punch by punch.
Jiang Xianwan put away the jade pendant, while on the other side, the blue-robed youth almost left a blur.
The explosive tags in his hand were being flung around like snowflakes.
If you can't beat them, just hide.
While hiding, launch a surprise attack.
Qin Qin wielded his sword simply and directly, without any fancy tricks.
With a swift turn of his longsword, a sharp sword shadow appeared, and he swept it downwards, forcing Lin Yujin to retreat again and again.
Jiang Xianwan looked on with some confusion.
Qin Qin doesn't just like to chop people's heads off; every move is deadly and leaves no room for mercy.
This rather mild playing style clearly indicates that they were holding back.
Are these two flirting?
Lin Yujin was truly wronged.
He was exceptionally talented in alchemy, but slightly less skilled in swordsmanship.
Unable to dodge, he forcefully took the sword energy, and the pot shattered in two.
Seeing that his junior sister had finished fighting, he angrily threw down the two halves of the pot and shouted hoarsely for help.
"Junior Sister! Beat him to death!"
Lin Yujin felt no shame whatsoever when she called on her junior sister if she couldn't win a fight.
He especially hoped that his junior sister could give Qin Qin a good beating to make him give up his inappropriate thoughts!
Qin Qin heard him call for reinforcements, her sword tip paused, and her gaze subconsciously drifted towards Jiang Xianwan.
"Junior Sister Wanwan."
"Screw you!" Lin Yujin's fair face flushed red with anger. She put her hands on her hips and spat at him loudly, "Who's your junior sister!"
Shameless!
They have a junior sister of their own, and they're trying to steal her from them!
Jiang Xianwan, of course, did not hesitate for a moment.
In her view, outsiders were insignificant compared to her junior brother.
Holding the pot, with unstoppable momentum, it unleashed a terrifying burst of force, as if a thousand pounds of weight were crashing down.
Qin Qin suddenly pursed her lips, her eyes dimming slightly.
Even though he knew it was a major competition, he couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness when he saw the girl's eyes, which were devoid of any emotion, and her expression, which showed no change whatsoever.
He swiftly dodged, avoiding a direct confrontation.
Jiang Xianwan was puzzled, but that didn't stop her from pressing her advantage.
Unhurriedly, he lightly touched the ground with his toes.
The mushroom army below vanished in an instant, and a huge magic circle suddenly lit up, one strike after another, rising from the ground on all sides and enveloping the boy.
Seeing this, the elders could no longer sit still.
"The Eight Directions Soul-Binding Array, she cultivates array formations?"
"He can set up an array with ease while fighting, without even Qin Qin noticing. His speed in setting up the array is terrifying among the younger generation."
The elder in charge of teaching formations was extremely envious and openly poached people from his class.
“Fengyi, since she is cultivating array formations, she should come to my class more often in the future.”
Hua Buxiu slowly opened his eyelids and leisurely uttered a single word: "Get lost."
That's his apprentice!
Even a wicked disciple is still a disciple!
In the secret realm, the boy, whose mind was disturbed by the formation, was momentarily dazed, and his movements froze slightly.
This amount of time is sufficient.
Lin Yujin seized the opportunity and, with a wicked grin, pulled out another pot.
"Young man, face the fierce wind!"
Jiang Xianwan then pounced over and grabbed the jade pendant from the boy's waist.
Jiang Xianwan: "...?"
Lin Yujin: "...!"
Qin Qin: "..."
A belt three fingers wide, like a wisp of cloud, drifted lightly past my eyes.
Qin Qin couldn't swing her sword again, and didn't even react when Lin Yujin hit her on the shoulder with a pot.
A faint blush rose to her face, and she hurriedly tried to gather her clothes.
The moment Qin Qin was teleported out of the secret realm, Jiang Xianwan tightened his face, casually gripped a belt, and looked up at the sky.
Lin Yujin walked slowly up to her, her eyes fixed on her.
The voice was mournful, like a vengeful ghost that had been dead for eight hundred years, with a sour smell filling the air.
"Junior sister."
"cough."
Jiang Xianwan kept his eyes straight ahead, gripped his belt, and strode forward.
A massive army of mushrooms eagerly followed.
After watching it from beginning to end, Yun Weize felt that this disciple exchange conference was truly wonderful.
Turning his gaze, his slightly upturned eyes held a half-smile, "Di Yin, your eye for people... is truly extraordinary. Jiang Xianwan, really... is interesting."
The key point is that she is now his disciple.
How wonderful!
Di Yin: "..."
Lin Yujin and Jiang Xianwan hadn't gone far when they encountered a boy hiding behind a big tree, peeking out from behind.
If it weren't for those familiar white clothes, the pot they had just taken out would probably have been coldly and ruthlessly slammed onto them!
Bai Ziye, with her eyes swollen into slits, rubbed the large bumps on her face, her voice sounding pitiful and aggrieved.
"Little Sisi, come quickly and help Second Brother collect honey."
Jiang Xianwan looked at his face, which was swollen like a pig's head, and then looked at the beehive in the distance, which was about the same size as her thatched hut.
There were also bees buzzing around, searching for something, the size of a fist.
My eyelids kept twitching.
"Second Brother, is it true that we absolutely have to eat this honey?"
Lin Yujin covered her pretty face tightly, saying, "I think life is more important."
Bai Ziye poked his head hard with a pen and kicked him as well.
"I want some honey right now! Go get it for me right now!"
The second senior brother likes sweets.
I once ruined two teeth.
They laughed at me for three days and three nights.
These bees are incredibly fast, even faster than a Swift Wind Talisman.
He had just thrown out a fire talisman in mid-air when he was chased by bees for two miles and stung eight times!
My buttocks are all swollen!
Bai Ziye felt increasingly wronged the more he thought about it.
It's no longer about the honey; it's about saving face!
I'd rather not steam buns than lose face.
He absolutely had to take their hives!
Jiang Xianwan thought for a moment, "How about we talk to them?"
How should we negotiate?
Bai Ziye, with his eyes swollen like walnuts, was incredibly cute.
Jiang Xianwan glanced at her adorable appearance a few more times before lowering her head with satisfaction.
After digging and digging, I finally pulled out a miniature jar.
Bai Ziye and Lin Yujin knew she had a lot of messy things going on, so they curiously came over.
"It smells so good!"
"What's this?"
"The syrup contains no additives and is brewed from the snow-capped peaks of the Tianshan Mountains, with ice lotuses that are thousands of years old. Each jar contains one thousand top-grade spirit stones."
Jiang Xianwan's flesh was in great pain.
Yesterday, Feng Huixue bought one hundred jars, spending 100,000 top-grade spirit stones!
100,000!
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