Dongfang Ling's face was full of disbelief, her eyes as big as silver bells widened as she looked at Wang Qiliang in disbelief.

"How can you win?"

She asked this question in a panic.

Wang Qiliang scratched his head and said with a wry smile, "Senior sister, this is all thanks to my brother-in-law's skills. I originally thought that our Qingluan Valley swordsmanship was invincible, but after getting in touch with him, I found myself like a frog in a well."

He pulled out a book as he spoke.

The writing on the book was stained with ink and had dried not long ago. The book was very new, without even a cover or frame, and just a few pages of paper were put together.

If you don't hold it tightly, it will probably fly away with the wind.

Dongfang Ling stared at the impromptu technique with envy, then she stretched out her hand and asked, "Can you show me?"

Wang Qiliang turned his head and looked at his brother-in-law who was sitting in the audience.

Xu Qiu nodded slightly.

He then handed the book to his senior sister and reminded her, "Okay, but remember to return it."

There was some reluctance in Wang Qiliang's eyes; this technique was very precious to him.

"I understand." Dongfang Ling replied calmly, then jumped off the arena and returned to his master.

At this moment, the people below the arena were in an uproar.

"This competition is so interesting. The result is actually like this!"

"The fourth-ranked sister actually lost to a junior brother who couldn't even make the top ten!"

"Senior Sister Qin's husband is really something. I didn't expect that he could train Junior Brother Wang into a monster in just one day."

“I’m afraid that now that Junior Brother Wang is ranked in the top four, only Senior Sister Nangong, who is at the Grandmaster level, can defeat him.”

The disciples below the arena were truly eye-opening.

They never expected that the person standing at the end was Wang Qiliang.

Now there is no need to carry out the remaining competitions, because the fourth-ranked senior sister has lost, and the other disciples ranked lower cannot beat Wang Qiliang at all.

It would be meaningless if the third or second ranked senior brothers and sisters came on stage, because they are not at the same level at all. If they compete again, it will not be a simple swordsmanship competition, but a crushing of realms.

"Senior Sister Qin's husband, I'm afraid he will become famous in our Qingluan Valley after today..."

A disciple muttered to himself, looking at Xu Qiu with eager eyes.

The same was true for the rest of the disciples.

Xu Qiu can crush the Qingluan Sword Technique by just picking up a martial arts book.

This made all the disciples envious. They wanted to become stronger and be like Wang Qiliang, who could defeat the fourth existence after practicing for just one day.

Suddenly, someone shouted without any principles: "Brother-in-law, can you teach me this sword technique?"

As soon as the voice fell, a thousand waves were stirred up, and all the disciples shouted: "Brother-in-law, I can testify for you that the fire in the library yesterday was not caused by you!"

"Yes, my brother-in-law was in the yard the whole time. How could he have set fire to the library?"

"Brother-in-law, look at me. I am born with excellent talent and am a rare martial arts genius. I will definitely help you to carry forward your martial arts!"

Shouts from the crowd rose one after another, and everyone cast an attentive look.

The passion was so intense that it made people feel overwhelmed, even Senior Brother Hua who had just been shot down was the same.

Qin Yumo looked at this group of passionate disciples, goose bumps instantly appeared on his body, his dark brows were furrowed, and his white hands tightly protected Xu Qiu.

They were afraid that he would be eaten alive by these hungry and thirsty disciples.

What made her scalp tingle the most was that everyone was calling Xu Qiu brother-in-law. Wasn't this blatantly trying to steal her away from being her brother-in-law?

How could Qin Yumo bear it?

Immediately, she shouted loudly: "You can ask your brother-in-law to teach you, but you must pass me first!"

At this time, someone shamelessly called out, "Sister-in-law!"

Many disciples quickly put aside their shame and shouted in unison: "Sister-in-law!!!"

Qin Yumo felt her ears were buzzing. They were so imposing that her sister-in-law mistakenly believed that she was the leader of all the disciples. In fact, she had only practiced sword for less than ten days and was far from being a third-rate warrior.

She looked at Xu Qiu for help, her watery eyes almost filled with tears, and whispered, "Brother-in-law, help me..."

Xu Qiu shook his head speechlessly, then said: "If you want the skills, go and copy them from Wang Qiliang."

After saying that, he ignored everyone and raised his head to look at the stands.

at the same time.

Ni Taowan clenched her fists.

She never imagined that her most proud disciple would be defeated by a little-known person like Wang Qiliang.

This proves that Xu Qiu's martial arts is indeed stronger than Qingluan Valley's.

However, she did not give up. When Dongfang Ling returned to her, Ni Taowan snatched the book from her hand and, ignoring Dongfang Ling's aggrieved look, read it carefully. Then she found that this sword technique was indeed smoother than that of Qingluan Valley.

Yin Hongniang looked at her frustrated look, feeling indescribable joy in her heart. The corners of her bright red lips curled up, and her white jade fingers gently held her charming face. With a bit of contempt, she sneered, "Tao Wan, you will keep your word, right?"

Yin Hongniang's voice was like the devil's whisper.

Ni Taowan's eyes were red, her hands were clenched tightly, her nails were slightly white, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Humph... Since he won, of course I say it counts!"

After saying that, he threw the unsealed martial arts secret book away and stood up to leave.

Only Dongfang Ling was left, who was in a panic and hurriedly packing up her skills. She was so distressed that she burst into tears when she saw the messy skills.

Yin Hongniang smiled and tempted, "Do you want to learn that sword technique?"

Dongfang Ling's tender ears pricked up slightly, her eyes looked towards Yin Hongniang, and she subconsciously wanted to nod.

At this moment, Ni Taowan's voice came to my ears, "Ling'er! Come back to me quickly."

Dongfang Ling could only lower his head and follow his master away.

Yin Hongniang was very bored and could not win over the other party, so she looked at Xiahou Zongxing, "Now it's your turn, do you still doubt Xu Qiu?"

"Ahem, I have nothing to say either." Xiahou Zongxing coughed dryly, and then his expression changed. "If it weren't for Xu Qiu, the person who set the fire in the library has not been found yet, and I'm afraid there will be problems later."

"Yeah?"

Yin Hongniang narrowed her eyes.

Staring closely at Xiahou Zongxing, she became more and more certain that this guy was a spy from the Witch Clan.

He went against her every time, but at the same time, he tried to clear himself of all charges. He was like a jack of all trades. The only regret was that no one could find any evidence against this guy.

"It's useless to say more now. Since he has proved it himself, I won't hold on to it."

After saying this, Xiahou Zongxing stood up and left.

But Nangong Wan'er, who was beside him, was unwilling to follow him.

Until Xiahou Zongxing glanced at him and said unhappily: "Wan'er, let's go, why are you still staying here?"

Nangong Wan'er's eyes were gloomy, but, after all, she was his disciple, so she could only turn her head away and follow Xiahou Zongxing.

When they left.

Xu Qiu appeared beside Yin Hongniang at some point.

Looking at their backs, he said, "They seem to be in harmony but not in harmony. I think Nangong Wan'er doesn't like her master."

"I feel that too." Yin Hongniang nodded. She also wanted to win over Nangong Wan'er.

Because she is relatively loyal to Qingluan Valley. Compared with Hongniang's previous female apprentice Huang Yue'e, one is a loyal minister and the other is a traitor, a spy from the Witch Clan who is in cahoots with Xiahou Zongxing!

[Could it be that Nangong Wan'er has begun to suspect that her master is the one who massacred her family? ]

[But according to the order of development, she has not yet discovered the Nangong family keepsake in the secret compartment of the painting in her master's room. She will not discover it until at least a month after the sect master dies...]

Xu Qiu thought to himself.

However, his inner voice not only shocked Nangong Wan'er.

Even Yin Hongniang felt the same way, her sapphire eyes widened.

(End of this chapter)