"I'm sorry, senior sister!"
Chu Yunying drew her sword and charged out, unleashing the Immortal Slaying Sword Technique. Her beautiful figure transformed into layers of black light, revealing her sharp edge.
Murong Xuanqiu drew her sword to meet the attack. Although the swordsmanship of Youyue Peak was not as powerful as the Immortal Slaying Sword Technique of Youzhu Peak, after years of training, she had mastered the Illusion Moon Sword Technique to its fullest extent, and all the moves had long been integrated into her skills.
In the first round of the competition between the two women, their swords clashed fiercely, creating ripples of energy that caused their hair to fly and their clothes to flutter.
"Murong Xuanqiu!" Lin Fan rubbed his chin, his eyes fixed on the petite figure on the arena, lost in thought.
In her previous life, Murong Xuanqiu always appeared as a little loli, but her personality was quite strange. She was the only loli who didn't fall for Long Aotian and had a lot of screen time.
While other female protagonists are all in relationships, she is the one who pursues other female protagonists. She often sneaks into the rooms of several junior sisters late at night, saying that she wants to knead dough with them. She is also a disciple who gives Youyue Peak a lot of headaches.
Her master was often so angry with her that he suffered from menstrual irregularities. Once, he went too far and went to harass a female disciple of Danfeng who had just started puberty. The female disciple happened to be menstruating and was bleeding a lot. She thought there was something wrong with her and cried to the elders of Danfeng for help.
Then Murong Xuanqiu was reported to Youyue Peak by the Danfeng Elder. Her master was so angry that he picked up his sword and chased after her, getting beaten up and howling.
After I was exiled, I never heard anything about her again. Anyway, I died young and didn't know many things.
"The lilies in my hometown are in full bloom. Could this be the kind of lily they're referring to?"
His expression was strange. He imagined a little girl leering at her junior sister, and the scene of kneading dough that night was exciting to even think about.
This kind of lily is both profitable and enjoyable. If you can hook up with someone, it's definitely a buy-one-get-one-free deal, and even a threesome isn't difficult.
The two women fought fiercely on the arena. Murong Xuanqiu's Illusion Moon Sword Technique was unpredictable and often had unexpected and miraculous effects. Even when Chu Yunying used the Immortal Slaying Sword Technique, she could not defuse the dangerous moves.
She wanted to create distance, so she used her divine sense to cover the arena, frequently trying to catch the former's movements. Every time she swung her sword, it was skillfully dodged.
In contrast, Murong Xuanqiu's attack left her somewhat disheveled, making it difficult for her to unleash the true power of the Immortal Slaying Sword Technique.
"Senior Sister Luo's beloved disciple is truly a prodigy. Her mastery of the Illusionary Moon Sword Technique is probably no less than yours, is it?"
Leng Xingyue looked over and smiled.
Although the Illusionary Moon Sword Technique is not very powerful, its attack method is characterized by three features: strangeness, unpredictability, and changeability.
The essence of swordsmanship lies in its novel, unpredictable, and ever-changing moves.
“Junior Nephew Chu is not bad either, it’s just that she is not proficient enough in the Immortal Slaying Sword Technique, which makes her more vulnerable in terms of adaptability,” Luo Hongxia said with a smile.
The Immortal-Slaying Sword Technique emphasizes three main characteristics: speed, agility, and skill. If Chu Yunying cultivates her swordsmanship to the point of being able to do whatever she wants, even Murong Xuanqiu will be unable to do anything to her.
"The Immortal-Slaying Sword Technique is powerful, but it is more difficult to cultivate. It's normal that Junior Nephew Chu hasn't fully grasped it yet," Zhao Kuo said.
Chu Yunying was forced to retreat repeatedly. She leaped into the air, trying to escape her precarious situation as soon as possible, but Murong Xuanqiu clearly wouldn't give her the chance.
She pushed her movement technique to its limit, moving like a shadow. With a flash of sword light, countless sword shadows seemed to materialize, blurring the lines between reality and illusion, making them extremely difficult to distinguish.
Her sword strikes were incredibly fast, the sword shadows shifting and changing unpredictably. If Chu Yunying hadn't been completely focused on activating her divine sense, she would likely have already been injured.
Suddenly her consciousness became hazy, and she saw Murong Xuanqiu appear as a double image, as if three senior sisters were attacking.
This is the strangeness of the Illusionary Moon Sword Technique; it can paralyze the enemy with divine sense, causing the opponent to experience hallucinations that are difficult to distinguish from reality.
"The outcome is quite obvious. If Junior Nephew Chu had been more proficient in the Immortal Slaying Sword Technique, the outcome might have been unpredictable." Peak Master Luo of Youyue Peak said with a light smile, her pretty face beaming. Murong Xuanqiu was his personal disciple, and he trusted her abilities very much.
“Not necessarily…” Leng Xingyue said calmly, leaning back lazily in her chair as her gaze shifted to Lin Fan, her expression gradually becoming serious.
She watched the matches these past few days, and Long Aotian's strength had increased too quickly, exceeding her expectations.
Although no one could force him to reveal his full strength, she vaguely deduced that Long Aotian was definitely stronger than in her previous life, and his whole being exuded a mysterious aura, like an unfathomable abyss.
In her previous life, Lin Fan was defeated by Long Aotian. That battle was a foregone conclusion. Now, Long Aotian is even more unpredictable, which makes her feel uneasy.
'No matter what, we absolutely cannot let Long Aotian step into the Enlightenment Cave this time,' her eyes gleamed with a sharp light. She had a premonition that if Long Aotian were to win again, it wouldn't be long before no one could restrain him.
The tragedy of the Qingxiao Sect will repeat itself.
Murong Xuanqiu used the Illusionary Moon Sword Technique, her figure appearing in multiple spaces with unpredictable movements. She was very confident, her eyes filled with a resolute expression.
Although she enjoys teasing her junior sisters, she won't hold back in important events like the sect competition.
Chu Yunying had nowhere to defend herself; several strands of her hair were cut off by the sword energy, and she was forced into a corner with nowhere to retreat.
She took a deep breath, and then pale blue spiritual energy surged out like a river, swirling around her delicate body.
Her sword, imbued with a vast amount of spiritual power, rang out with a clear, resounding cry, accompanied by a powerful and overwhelming pressure.
The spiritual energy materialized into a blue phoenix that burst forth from the sword, its high-pitched and resonant sound waves causing the air to explode.
This was the third level of the Phoenix Spirit Sword Technique. Then, the phoenix sword spirit spread its wings, and the surrounding space distorted. Its kingly aura dispelled all illusions.
Upon seeing this, Murong Xuanqiu's expression changed drastically. He hurriedly unleashed several sword energies, but they were deflected by the phoenix sword spirit flapping its wings.
She dared not be careless, and then gripped the sword in her hand tightly. In an instant, the arena was shrouded in thick black clouds, like an endless ocean roaring and churning, with silvery light emanating from behind her.
A faint ray of brilliant moonlight could be seen rising from behind her, its radiance creating an extremely beautiful spectacle.
The illusionary sword technique's strange phenomena could dissolve the pressure brought by the Phoenix Sword Spirit. Then, Murong Xuanqiu's sword released a dazzling light, as if it had merged with the moonlight, and slashed forward.
The two women's swords clashed, causing terrifying fluctuations in the invisible space, like a surging tide, as the Phoenix Sword Spirit and Moonflower were locked in a stalemate.
The collision of two powerful forces resulted in a dazzling light that engulfed the two individuals. The disciples in the audience were so blinded by the intense light that they could not open their eyes, only feeling the terrifying clash of forces.
Although they knew the arena was protected by a barrier, they were still quite nervous and their blood pressure spiked.
"When did Youzhu Peak acquire such a domineering sword technique? It's in no way inferior to Junior Sister's Immortal Slaying Sword Technique!" Peak Master Luo's eyes were glazed over, his face full of surprise.
Chu Yunying used her sword technique to instantly turn the tide of the battle. The two were now locked in a test of endurance, and the outcome was still uncertain.
"Our Youzhu Peak has countless sword techniques; how could others possibly know them all?" Leng Xingyue said proudly.
Luo Fengzhu rolled his eyes at her, refused to speak to her, praised her a couple of times, and then flew away.
After a period of time, the confrontation between the two gradually came to an end, and the blinding light slowly disappeared.
Everyone looked toward the arena and saw that only Murong Xuanqiu remained. Her clothes were tattered, and she had suffered serious injuries.
Chu Yunying remained unconscious; the outcome was already decided.
The arena completely collapsed, turning into a huge crater. The elder of criminal law shook his head as he watched.
Luo Fengzhu landed on the arena, took out a piece of clothing to cover her, Leng Xingyue glanced at Lin Fan, saw that he was unmoved and seemed not to have seen her, sighed helplessly, landed on the arena, picked up her beloved disciple and left.
A bitter smile played on her lips. Indeed, the trauma her eldest disciple had suffered during that experience was one that would not heal in a short time.
His precious disciples, who want to become his Daoist partners, will definitely have to endure a lot of hardship.
"Such powerful swordsmanship!" Su Youxue and her sisters looked at Lin Fan with envy and anticipation.
They also wanted to learn this sword technique. If they could learn it, they could travel the continent with their senior brother, their hearts connected, punishing evil together, which would surely be very happy.
The sect leader used a secret technique to create another arena, and the competition continued.
The results of the third round of eliminations were announced. Lin Fan and Su Youxue from Youzhu Peak advanced to the top twelve, while two disciples from Tianjian Peak also won, much to the envy of Danfeng.
Their peak doesn't select its chief disciple based on cultivation level, and their personal disciples don't particularly enjoy cultivation, so no one can reach that level.
However, this does not mean that their status in the Qingxiao Sect is low, or even higher than that of the Xingfeng disciples. After all, you may not commit any crimes and may not be afraid of Xingfeng, but you cannot live without pills.
Everyone must treat Danfeng disciples with utmost respect, otherwise, if they cut off your lineage of pills, the peak master will not let you off the hook.
In the fourth round, they will enter the semifinals. If they can get into the top ten, they can enter the Enlightenment Cave to seek opportunities.
Those who receive a bye this time can challenge one person from the top ten. If they win, they can take the place of the person who lost; if they lose, they can only be ranked thirteenth.
"If I can secure a bye and then challenge Long Aotian, preventing him from entering the Enlightenment Cave, it should weaken his luck!"
Lin Fan stared at the ball of light, thinking to himself that even if he and Su Youxue switched places and faced off against Long Aotian earlier, even if he won, the latter could still snatch seventh to tenth place and enter the Enlightenment Cave.
Then, with quick reflexes and his memories from his previous life, he snatched a bye from Murong Xuanqiu.
When Murong Xuanqiu saw that the group she had her eye on had been snatched away, she glared at him with a hint of anger in her eyes, and then chose something else.
"Long Aotian, as long as I'm around, you won't even be able to get a hot bowl of shit to eat." He licked his lips, his eyes revealing a hint of cruelty.
"Senior Brother, I'm having a duel with Long Aotian!" Su Youxue excitedly hugged his shoulder. Just like in her previous life, they met in the semi-finals.
In this life, she will not admit defeat and will definitely teach the other party a lesson.
"Junior sister, you are no match for him. Admit defeat," Lin Fan sighed and said.
"But..." Su Youxue was about to speak when Lin Fan immediately took her hand and said gently, "Be good!"
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