Chapter 13: Breakthrough with Two Strike
Yue Ji stepped into the center of the vortex.
The person with his eyes closed seemed unaware of his approach. Frost spread up from his ankles, and the cold penetrated into his bones, making him shiver slightly.
The child exhaled a breath of cold air, stretched out his hand cautiously and touched the young man's pale face.
The temperature touched by my fingertips was extremely cold, as if I was touching a piece of solid ice.
“Master…”
He called softly, expecting the young man to open his eyes and look at him, but the person in front of him did not respond.
The child's slender fingers stayed on Qi Qing's face for a moment, but failed to warm him up. Instead, his own spiritual power began to stagnate and slow down, approaching the edge of solidification.
Like a puppy, he gently leaned close to the young man's cheek and sniffed it, then pulled out a small cloth bag from his waist, opened an opening and sprinkled in the spiritual power.
The smell in the wind suddenly became mixed, covering the smell of the two people vaguely.
After making sure that no one would disturb him for the time being, the child felt relieved. He put his right fingers together to form a sword and placed it on the palm of his left hand.
Wisps of black gas instantly ignited from the fingertips.
Yue Ji gritted his teeth and slashed hard.
"hiss."
His palm trembled in pain, and bright red blood flowed down the lines of his palm, soon wrapping around his entire palm like a sticky silk net.
The black gas seemed to have become a living thing, rushing into the wound and devouring the fresh blood.
Yue Ji waved away the black air, used his sword finger stained with blood, and turned Qi Qing's face.
He smeared a little red on the young man's tightly pursed lips, tinging the bloodless lips with bright red, like a red plum blossom falling on a vast white ground. Against the black air, it had a strange and enchanting feeling.
Unfortunately, Qi Qing pursed his lips too tightly, and all the blood was smeared on his lips, and he didn't swallow any of it.
The child breathed out a breath, and his whole body felt colder and colder. He was so frozen that the wound on his palm stopped bleeding after a while.
In order to avoid wasting it, he hardened his heart and pressed his palm hard on Qi Qing's mouth.
…
Qi Qing has a headache.
There were already two little house-wrecking creatures in front of him, and as if it wasn't messy enough, another one appeared behind him out of nowhere.
At first glance, this person looks like he was cast in the same mold as him, but upon closer inspection, they are very different.
The "Qi Qing" on the opposite side was a translucent figure with a cold expression and a sharp sword intent. Apart from his appearance and the ice sword in his hand, there was no other similarity.
The figure raised his chin towards him and said without a word: "Come on, let's fight."
Qi Qing was almost numb. He pressed his forehead and sighed deeply: "...Who are you?"
Is his sea of consciousness a vegetable market? Anyone can come in and run around.
"If you win, I leave; if I win, you stay."
The figure spoke very directly, and regardless of whether Qi Qing agreed or not, he swung the ice sword and rushed forward: "Attack!"
"Wait, don't be impatient--"
The cold light flashed across his cheek and cut off a strand of untied hair.
Qi Qing took a breath of cool air, and his originally confused mind immediately became clear.
This person really wants to kill him!
He didn't dare to be distracted anymore and frantically dealt with the attack from the figure.
However, his swordsmanship level was only that of a two-hour crash course in a systematic professional course. He was fine in dealing with two villains, but if he really had to fight with the human figure, the comparison would be dismal.
The black-clothed villain watched the show for a while, then taunted, "You predicted wrongly. On the right - you can't see such a huge sword shadow? If you hit him with half the force you hit me, I would still think you have brains. Ha... You fell for such a simple detour? Brother, you are really getting worse as you get older..."
The little man in school uniform couldn't help but ask: "Can you be quiet?"
The black-clothed villain stopped talking and glanced at him coldly: "No."
Seeing the school uniform guy's unhappy face, the black-clothed guy sneered, "Can't stand it? Humph, I wish he would be stabbed to death with a sword. A useless thing, he can still be fascinated by him after falling down once."
"Are you talking about me?" The little man in school uniform retorted, "You fell down on your own, what does it have to do with me? Master and I are doing fine, you don't need to worry about it."
"Okay?" The black-clothed villain chewed on the two words and raised his eyelids slightly: "He said he wanted to be with you? Don't take yourself for granted."
The school uniform guy couldn't take it anymore, and stood up and said, "You are the one who is fascinated by him!"
As expected, these words seemed to hit the other person's heart. The black-clothed villain who was sneering suddenly became stern: "What nonsense are you talking about!"
He lifted the ice slag flying to his body with a "slap", pointed to the young man who was beaten away not far away, and said viciously: "What is he, a treacherous villain, pretending to be gentle and good-looking, and always saying benevolent and moral, but behind his back it is nothing but shameful! Do you think I want to see him again?"
On the other side, Qi Qing was beaten back repeatedly, and here the two villains started quarreling.
"Get out! How can Master's sea of consciousness allow you to be so presumptuous?"
"Just make it clear to me that it was your good master who forced me to come here - he took the initiative, understand?"
"Nonsense, Master doesn't want to see you either!"
The man in school uniform blushed with anger, and he raised his sword to compete with the man in black again, when he suddenly felt the scenery around him shake slightly.
[Re-launched? Did the anchor succeed in breaking through? 】
[This place doesn’t seem to be in reality. ]
[Didn’t they say there was a live broadcast of Ascension? Where is it? Is it popular to use titles to deceive people now? 】
"bass!"
The two people fighting in mid-air slowed down their movements for a moment. The translucent figure reacted first, stepped forward, swung the ice sword in a sword flower, and rushed towards Qi Qing's face with a strong wind.
The young man tried to block with his sword, but his arms became numb from the shock and he flew backwards, hitting the ground heavily.
“Cough…cough cough.”
In the smoke and dust, Qi Qing got up and brushed off the dust, then spat with a smudged face: "The title clearly says that it's a 100-day sprint to ascension, how can it be a scam? Don't slander me."
Even barrages of comments can come in. My sea of consciousness has really become a vegetable market.
[One hundred days of sprint? Is the anchor so eager? ]
[Is that person next to him Tiandao Jingxin? This person can transform into the appearance of a cultivator himself and knows the abilities of a cultivator. He is the incarnation of a cultivator tempered by the Heavenly Dao. Since the host has met him, why not try a few more moves with him? Perhaps he can gain a lot of insights from him.]
As Qi Qing rushed forward, he caught a glimpse of the barrage of bullets from the corner of his eye and was knocked away by a figure again.
He said angrily, "Do I look like I can fight him?"
It was clearly a one-sided beating.
"If you can't make it, just admit defeat," the black-clothed villain narrowed his eyes, "Brother has always been afraid of death, right? Die sooner so I can go back sooner."
"Who are you cursing to death?"
Qi Qing took a breath and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
The ice sword flew into his side, shaking continuously to relieve the force.
After traveling through these days, this was the first time he encountered a strong enemy with whom he had to fight for his life. Not to mention being a bystander, he was also quite confused about whether he could win.
Can he really win? Or should he just lie down and admit defeat, maybe he can die and travel back in time?
The two thoughts were lingering in his mind, and the dispute could not be resolved. The young man grasped the ice sword again, and then loosened it slightly.
Otherwise, try...
Before the last two words appeared, the surrounding scenery flashed again.
This time the shaking was very obvious, and the figure floating in the air staggered twice, and everyone looked up at the sky.
I saw the faint sunlight in the sky dyed with a layer of dark red, hazy, frosty wind suddenly blew, bringing with it a faint smell of blood.
Qi Qing's heart skipped a beat. Could something have happened in the outside world?
[How strange! The anchor's thundercloud hasn't dispersed yet, so why is there another thundercloud gathering here? ]
[The anchor had to be hit twice, how miserable. 】
Seeing this, Qi Qinghen wanted to faint immediately.
He just crossed into a book, he didn't break any heavenly rules, why did he have to be struck twice?
[No, the thundercloud behind is not coming towards the anchor. Is there someone else next to the anchor? ]
Others...Oh no, Yue Ji!
——Before he appeared here inexplicably, Yue Ji was by his side!
Thinking of the child who had no ability to protect himself and was about to face two thunder tribulations, Qi Qing was extremely anxious. He drew out his ice sword and said to the figure, "I have something to do today. We will fight next time!"
In response, he received another fierce attack.
"If you win, I leave; if I win, you stay."
The figure still has these words.
Qi Qing dodged the attack angrily and said, "It's urgent, do you understand?"
He also knew that the opponent was just a sparring partner whose program was set by the Heavenly Dao. There were only two options: lose and win. There was no such thing as "truce".
Therefore, when the figure attacked him again, a hint of determination flashed in Qi Qing's eyes.
He stopped dodging and charged towards the wide-open gate of the figure, facing the sword energy, determined to win even if both sides would suffer losses.
"Is he crazy?" The black-clad villain frowned. "He will only get hurt more if he continues like this."
Qi Qing didn't hear what he said, and even if he did, he wouldn't pay any attention to him.
The young man was worried about Yue Ji who was overseas, so he didn't care about anything else.
When he got anxious, all the skills and sword moves were thrown out of his mind. The ice sword in his hand moved as he pleased, doing whatever came to his mind, without any rules.
But this style of fighting actually worked. The figure was confused for a moment and didn't understand which sword technique these sword moves came from, so naturally he had no way of predicting them.
He fought and retreated, as if it was a signal. Qi Qing immediately took advantage of the victory and pursued the figure, forcing him to the edge of the courtyard and stabbed him in the shoulder with a sword.
The cold air instantly spread along the ice sword, white frost formed on the figure's wounds, and his movements became sluggish.
Unconsciously, the spiritual power of the courtyard rushed towards Qi Qing frantically, flowed into his meridians, turned into icy water, and washed every branch and every old wound.
It started to drizzle, and blood-red water fell along with the rain, streaking across the young man's hair and face.
“Knock, knock.”
The smell of blood became stronger, and Qi Qing could hear his own heartbeat.
The outcome is decided.
He put away his ice sword, waited until he had caught his breath, and whispered to the figure, "You lose."
The figure trembled with the drawn sword, covered his shoulder, and said nothing more, bowed his head and said: "Kill."
Qi Qing frowned: "I won't kill you, I want to leave here."
He pointed at the other two people in the courtyard and said, "Release these two as well."
The figure lowered his head, as if thinking, then stood up and walked straight towards Qi Qing.
With every step he took, his body became shorter. When he arrived in front of the young man, he had become a tiny man smaller than a fist. He flew into the young man's dantian and disappeared.
Qi Qing touched his dantian in surprise, and his feet suddenly began to shake violently.
“Boom—”
A huge thunder exploded right next to my ear.
Qi Qing was nearly struck deaf by the lightning and quickly used his hands to block it.
He didn't know how many times the thunder exploded. When he opened his eyes again, he could hardly hear any sound and his head was buzzing.
He was still sitting on the jade steps of Tingsong Cliff. Everything was silent. A soft little thing lay in his arms, as if it had been struck by lightning along with him.
Qi Qing ignored the buzzing in his head and shook the person in his arms nervously: "Yue Ji? Yue Ji? Are you okay?"
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