Chapter 229: He Huan Sect: Socially anxious master vs. sickly disciple 4
Quan Jiu: “…”
Wait, this is different from the script I had in mind?
Sect Leader Zhou and the others smiled.
"Master Lan, according to the rules, the winning disciples of each sect must go out into the world to capture monsters, in order to promote the orthodox spirit of our cultivation sect. But your disciple was eliminated in the first round, leaving the entire Hehuan Sect without anyone to capture monsters..."
"As one of the eight great sects, it's shameful that they can't even find a candidate to catch monsters."
Some people below the arena were already expressing their dissatisfaction.
The leader of the Xiangshan Sect stroked his long beard and nodded, looking very righteous.
"Master Lan, it's not that I want to embarrass you, but the Hehuan Sect is too dilapidated and destitute to be among the eight great sects."
Sect Leader Zhou nodded in seconding the motion:
"The Hehuan Sect doesn't have to participate in the monster hunting matter, but I'm afraid the reputation of the eight major sects will be lost."
The group of people talked to each other, and their purpose was very clear, which was to remove the Hehuan Sect from the eight major sects.
A cold and gloomy look flashed across Quan Jiu's eyes, and he knew exactly what they were thinking.
The Xiuxian sect has a rule that internal fighting is not allowed among the eight major sects. Once the Hehuan Sect is expelled, it will become a lamb to be slaughtered.
A lean camel is bigger than a horse. Although the number of disciples in the Hehuan Sect is declining, there are still many precious and exclusive books in the library. These old guys obviously want to swallow up these books.
She thought of the side quest of revitalizing the sect and raised her hand to pull Ji Xiao's sword from its scabbard.
"Buzz."
The silver-white sword hummed, and a faint red light flowed from the sword, disappearing in the blink of an eye, so fast that it seemed like an illusion to everyone.
Ji Xiao saw that she was safe and sound, holding the "Emperor Xie" in her hand, and a look of shock flashed in his eyes.
For the first time, he looked his nominal master in the eye.
Quan Jiu raised the sword in her hand and suddenly moved, cutting off a piece of white robe. The white cloth floated in the air. She raised the tip of her sword and the white cloth fell into her hand.
In full view of everyone, she covered her eyes.
"Who said that there is no one left in the Hehuan Sect? Don't we still have me?"
001 twitched his lips:
"If you act cool, you'll be struck by lightning. If you can't beat me later, just go cling to Ji Xiao's thighs."
Quan Jiu: "Shut up, now."
She dragged Ji Xiao's sword onto the arena, without the slightest awareness of returning the sword to him.
Sect Leader Zhou frowned:
"Master Lan, are you sure you want to compete by yourself?"
The person sent by his Solitary Sword Sect was the most famous genius of this generation, Huangfu Jue. Lan Tingruo was not even as good as Ji Xiao. If he was really compared with Huangfu Jue, he would definitely lose.
Quanjiu intends to make a quick decision:
"Let's not waste any more time and just compete."
Her legs were shaking now.
It's not because she is afraid of death, but because of her social anxiety.
When there are a lot of people around, legs tend to cramp and tongues tend to get tangled.
Sect Leader Zhou nodded towards Huangfu Jue, signaling the start of the competition.
Huangfu Jue rushed towards Quan Jiu holding the neon sword.
Quan Jiu didn't hide or evade, but stood there. In the eyes of others, he seemed to be giving up on himself and waiting to die.
Just as the long sword was about to chop off Quan Jiu's face, the Emperor Evil Sword in her hand trembled, and a layer of red light slowly emerged from her body.
Ji Xiao's brows knitted together, expressing his confusion over Emperor Xiejian's unusual behavior in protecting his master today...
"Bang--"
The sharp blades collided, making a huge friction sound!
The arena with Quan Jiu and Huangfu Jue as its center exploded, with dust and debris flying everywhere, making it impossible for others to get a glimpse of the scene in the center.
"How can there be such a strong energy fluctuation?"
Sect Leader Zhou stared at the center and suddenly stood up from his chair.
"Master, don't worry. Perhaps Senior Brother Huangfu's swordsmanship has improved again."
The disciple on the side began to guess.
Sect Leader Zhou reluctantly relaxed.
"Such a strong sword energy, I don't know whether Sect Leader Lan is alive or dead..."
The dust cleared away, finally revealing the scene in the center of the arena.
Quan Jiu's white robe fluttered, and her skirt rustled in the wind. She held a sword in each hand, her delicate eyebrows and eyes were cold as she stared at the man kneeling on the ground and spitting blood crazily.
"What?!"
Just as Sect Leader Zhou was about to sit down, before his butt even touched the seat, he stood up again with a bang.
He stared at the unharmed Quan Jiu and the disheveled Huangfu Jue, and for a moment he completely forgot to react.
"how so……"
"Senior Brother Huangfu lost?!"
"How is this possible? Sect Leader Lan is clearly very weak..."
Everyone from the seven major sects was shocked, except Ji Xiao, who looked calm, his eyes fixed on the blue sword in Quan Jiu's right hand.
He thought he had found the reason why the Emperor Evil Sword protected its master, but he never expected that the Dragon Abyss Sword, which had been missing for nearly ten thousand years, would be in her hands...
The leader of the Xiangshan Sect stared at the two swords in Quan Jiu's hands, a hint of doubt in his eyes.
This sword that suddenly appeared looks somewhat familiar...
Ji Xiao lowered his eyes slightly and moved his fingertips slightly. The blue sword in Quan Jiu's hand suddenly lost its light and returned to its original silver-white color. At first glance, it was no different from an ordinary sword.
The Xiangshan Sect blinked and asked doubtfully:
"That's strange... maybe I saw it wrong..."
"Neon...my Neon..."
Huangfu Jue held the neon sword with only the hilt left, his hands trembling. He picked up the fragments on the ground and wanted to piece them together to restore the original appearance of the sword, but after searching for a long time, he could not find the fragments of the neon sword.
Quan Jiu lowered his eyes and stared at the person on the ground:
"Huangfu Jue, do you admit defeat?"
Huangfu Jue finally looked up at Quan Jiu, or to be more precise, at the sword in her hand.
The Neon is a top-grade magical weapon, and there is only one in the entire Solitary Sword Sect. It was passed down to him by the Sect Leader...
But now, Neon was shattered by this ordinary silver sword.
"I... give up."
With every word he spoke, more blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
“I actually lost…”
"How on earth did Sect Leader Lan manage to shatter a top-grade magic weapon? There are only three top-grade magic weapons in this world, and now one is missing..."
"The only thing that can easily shatter a top-grade magical weapon is the legendary divine weapon..."
"Are you kidding me? The artifact is just a legend. It's not certain whether it exists or not."
Quan Jiu's legs trembled even more when he heard so many people talking, and he stammered:
"Next!"
The leader of the Xiangshan sect signaled his disciples to come on stage.
"My name is Su Ji, and I would like to ask for your guidance, Sect Leader Lan."
Su Ji stared at her trembling legs, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes.
With this little courage, you still want to be the leader?
Quan Jiu nodded:
"Let's get started."
Three seconds later, Su Ji fell to the ground.
A blood-red vine coiled out from Quan Jiu's arm, with blooming irises swaying at his waist, and the other end of the vine went straight into Su Ji's abdomen.
The vines are like a child who has been hungry for a long time, desperately absorbing nutrients and making gurgling sounds as they suck blood.
Quan Jiu slapped Tengman suddenly.
"You stinky bastard, it's almost done!"
The vine trembled aggrievedly, rubbing the back of her hand in a friendly gesture.
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