Chapter 94: The Gift of Luck
Venerable Wanhe, who was originally sitting in his seat, knew that Yao had comprehended his wood sword intent at a young age. He thought he would win the battle for sure, but suddenly he sensed a great sword intent and stood up from his seat in surprise.
Jiang Wan had previously integrated the sword intent of the Great Dao, and also had the Glazed Sword Heart given by the system. It wasn't that she was trying to show off, but when her mind was free of distractions, it was easier for her to display the sword intent.
To describe it in terms of height, Jiang Yao's sword intent and sword light are ten meters, and her sword intent and sword light are one hundred meters.
The sword intent soared into the sky, instantly breaking through the defensive formation set up in the square.
"Oh my god, isn't this the sword intent of the Great Dao?"
"Don't stop me. I'm going to find a piece of tofu and kill myself. I'm not as good as the old and I'm not as good as the young. I'm a waste."
"At the age of four, you already have sword intent. Ahhhh, jealousy makes me ugly. I feel blue and thin and want to cry."
"I am such a jerk. Why on earth did I come to watch two little kids compete? My Tao heart is unstable now. When did the sword meaning become so easy to comprehend? Am I too stupid?"
The senior brother next to him patted him on the shoulder.
"Be good, don't compete with geniuses, you will get hurt."
Jiang Wan slashed down with her sword, and Venerable Wanhe at the top immediately moved, appearing in front of Jiang Yao to protect her, and with a wave of his sleeve, Jiang Wan was blown away.
Jiang Wan released the little turtle after drawing a parabola in the air.
The little turtle suddenly grew bigger with excitement. It was finally my turn to perform. It also performed well and tried to ask its owner to make it a basalt armor.
He couldn't believe how handsome he would look in the armor.
Jiang Wan didn't dare to think about it, was the Divine Transformation cultivator attacking her?
Even if the other party didn't use spiritual power, a four-year-old child like me wouldn't be able to withstand it!
The qi and blood in his body were surging, but not to the point of vomiting blood. How could he not vomit blood? That would be disrespectful to the cultivator who had reached the stage of Divine Transformation.
I bit the tip of my tongue and it hurts so much. Never mind, I'll just force out a mouthful of blood quietly!
"Wow!" A mouthful of blood spurted out.
Little turtle: "Master, you are vomiting blood. I will kill this old man."
Jiang Wan quickly sent a message to it.
"Be honest, I was just pretending. You, a Level 2, are just delivering turtle soup to others!"
Dong Chen wanted to step forward but Jin Yao held his shoulders. At this moment the whole square was silent and no one dared to speak.
Jiang Yao's face looked grim. He had the sword intent accumulated from his previous life, so why did she have it too?
Venerable Wanhe also noticed that the atmosphere was wrong and coughed lightly.
"It's just a sparring match between fellow disciples, how can you kill someone? You have such a vicious mind at such a young age, what will happen to you when you grow up?
Today, I will teach you a lesson on behalf of your master."
Jiang Wan covered her heart and sat on the turtle.
“Thank you, my master is not familiar with you.
She also used sword power. Venerable, did you hurt me because my sword power is stronger than your disciple's, or did you bully me because my master is not here?
You are the ones who issued the challenge and you are the ones who set the competition. If you can't afford to play, then don't play!
I don’t care. The last fight is between me and her, not between you and me. Go away.
I told you not to use the sword, but you insisted on using it. Now you’re done!
Jiang Yao, do you dare to continue? If you dare, even if I win, write the contract!"
Jiang Yao stepped out from behind Venerable Wanhe. She couldn't let her master be criticized. Moreover, Jiang Wan was already injured and vomiting blood. She didn't believe that she couldn't beat her.
"Thank you, Master, for your love and care for me. Since my sister wants to compete, let's continue!"
Jiang Wan chuckled and looked up at Venerable Wanhe, her small eyes full of stubbornness. Venerable Wanhe disappeared from the spot and returned to his seat.
Seeing his calm look, Jiang Wan remembered him.
He turned to look at Jiang Yao and said:
"Now it seems that you are no match for me in swordsmanship. To prevent me from using my lightning whip to whip you so hard that your master won't recognize you, I will just use my hands!"
Jiang Yao could only put away her sword. If it came to a competition of sword intent, she had indeed lost, but if it came to fighting, she could use magic.
He immediately threw out a seed, which was born with spiritual power. The seed grew new branches, and a thorny vine was about to wrap around Jiang Wan.
Jiang Wan stomped her feet, and the small magic boots on her feet blocked a wave of fire, burning the vines that were wrapped around her into ashes.
The opponent continued to use the water condensation technique, trying to condense all the water around Jiang Wan.
She wanted to condense the water in Jiang Wan's body directly, but she didn't have the ability to do so.
Jiang Wan stopped playing with her and rushed over quickly, slapping her in the face so hard that her ears were buzzing.
"Today I will teach you a trick. When our spiritual power is insufficient, we can still use our fists."
“Pah pah pah pah pah——”
Even though Jiang Yao was a person who lived a second life, she was still slapped in the face by her little hands, making her dizzy, her hair disheveled, and she wanted to cry in pain.
[You teach the girl of destiny carefully and become her mentor and helpful friend on her path to growth. You work hard and forge ahead, and your tears never dry up until the candle is burned out.
Mission accomplished.
Mission Reward: Luck Gift +1
Gift of Luck: Close contact is required to use it, and the opponent must be completely suppressed by you.
It is detected that the person you are holding down is a person of great luck. Do you want to use the gift of luck to give you a bit of luck from the other person's luck? 】
Jiang Wan: You call this a gift?
"Use the gift of luck!"
She saw that a strand of the purple luck ball above Jiang Yao's head was drawn out and joined to her own head.
“Bang!”
She used her spiritual power for the last slap, knocking the man unconscious.
The referee quickly stepped forward to stop it. Oh my goodness, this little slap hit the disciple of Venerable Wanhe so hard that Venerable Wanhe's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.
It’s not that he didn’t want to come forward to stop it, but he had already stepped forward and it would be inconvenient for him to step forward again.
"Alright, alright, this Junior Sister has fainted, Junior Sister Wanwan, please stop hitting her.
I declare that Jiang Wan wins the third match!"
Jiang Wan stretched out her hand happily and jumped up and down. Thinking of the fact that she had just vomited blood, she jumped twice and quickly covered her chest with her hands and coughed.
Seeing Jiang Yao unconscious, Su Yunrou wanted to step forward, but was hit in the face by Jiang Wan's water ball technique and woke up suddenly.
"Humph, you can't afford to lose and yet you want to pretend to be unconscious. Now I've won two of the three games and tied one. You pretended to be unconscious when you lost. Do you not want to return my spirit stones or do you not want to swear the Heart Demon Oath?
I don’t care whether you want to or not, you have to admit defeat.”
Jiang Wan said as she looked at the old referee:
"Uncle Judge, give me the contract you just gave me. This is my proof of the spirit stone. Also, there is the Heart Demon Oath. Give it to me now!"
Jiang Yao resisted from the bottom of her heart when she thought of making a vow to never kill her again.
"Don't worry, sister, I'll send it right away.
I, Jiang Yao, swear that I will never again have the intention to kill Jiang Wan, otherwise I will be struck by lightning and die miserably! "
Jiang Wan wrinkled her nose.
"Your oath is really poor. Which of us monks will not be struck by lightning? Which of us monks will die peacefully?
It would be better to add one more sentence, so that your cultivation will never be able to make an inch of progress, that's the way it should be! "
Jiang Yao didn't dare to respond to her. She just covered her face, rolled her eyes, and fainted again.
A young man in the middle stage of foundation building, wearing a snow-white robe, rushed up and hugged Jiang Yao's body, staring at Jiang Wan fiercely with his phoenix eyes.
"My master is right. You are indeed vicious at such a young age. You don't hit people in the face. You actually beat Junior Sister Jiang Yao into this state."
"You little bitch, don't fall into my hands in the future, or I'll teach you a lesson!"
He said this to Jiang Wan in a whisper.
(End of this chapter)
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