Country Fairy: Strikes Back with a Heavy Punch

Lingzhou Yue paused for a moment, her clear face slightly flushed, and she meaningfully placed her hand on Xiao Ran's shoulder.

She was worried that Xiao Ran was too honest, but she didn't expect that this kid would actually ask for more money at the last minute. As expected of her Direct Disciple, Lingzhou Yue, he has been soaking in hot springs every day and has unconsciously learned 80% of her skills.

Unfortunately, the scene she imagined of gaining Immortal Crystal did not occur.

A cold wind swept by, and it seemed as if the entire Sword Mound Mountain was trembling.

Lu Pingtian's handsome face was stiff, as if he was suppressing something.

He was born with extraordinary good looks, and his every word and action carried an unusual aura. He was the legendary Heavenly Demon Body.

After cleansing himself of his evil ways, he adopted a flashy and glamorous style, hiding his demonic nature and becoming a heartthrob in the Cultivation World. He had many admirers everywhere and always presented an elegant and charming image.

As a result, he was so Xiao Ran, who appeared out of nowhere, that his handsome face twisted in anger, and he almost lost control, nearly revealing his demonic nature.

Three times!

The first time was when he heard that the position of the prodigy he held firmly in his hands had been taken away by a Qi Refining child.

Enraged, he beat up a female fan he had just hooked up with, making her cry, all because she said that Xiao Ran's act of saving people was very cool.

The second time was when Xiao Ran, posing as an ordinary disciple, tricked her into going to Chaos City using strange soul techniques.

Enraged, he returned to his sect and practiced rigorous self-discipline, even resorting to extreme measures like hanging himself by his hair and pricking his thigh with an awl, until he mastered the Soul Condensation Forbidden Art! The third time was at this moment, when he only sought a battle, only to be publicly humiliated by Xiao Ran.

What's even more infuriating is that Xiao Ran said there are millions of cultivators in the world, but only seven geniuses emerge in the Dao Alliance every five hundred years...

He was unable to refute it.

Even using Immortal Crystal doesn't allow for sparring...

You want more money? Who's the demon, you or me? He never imagined that he, who had won countless honors for the Saint Demon Sect since childhood... would now be bringing shame to the sect!

How can we tolerate this?

Lu Pingtian turned his head and glanced at his Martial Uncle Qiu Ren.

To his surprise, he found that his Martial Uncle Qiu Ren was looking at him meaningfully, with a half-smile on his face.

He suddenly understood! He had been so angry that he almost fell into Xiao Ran's trap again.

Xiao Ran made various excuses to avoid fighting, and even went so far as to publicly humiliate him, which must mean he was not confident of defeating him and was afraid of losing the reputation of the Dao Alliance's prodigy.

He instantly understood what Martial Uncle Qiu Ren meant.

Only by enduring humiliation and bearing heavy burdens can one have the last laugh! With this thought in mind, Lu Pingtian quickly calmed his emotions, his face glowing, and his aura returned.

He only said:

"I have no other skills, but I am particularly good at ruthlessly destroying flowers. Since Junior Brother Xiao dares not accept the challenge, don't blame me for being impolite to this junior."

Xiao Ran smiled without saying a word, appearing calm and composed.

Chuyan felt looked down upon; her face tightened, revealing a fighting spirit.

"Please."

The two faced off, setting up a fighting arena on the Sword Fence Layer.

The rest of the people dispersed to a distance of ten feet.

The autumn wind was bleak and howled, creating a series of clanging sounds on the thousands of Broken Swords in the Sword Fence Layer.

Just then.

A desolate, echoing anchor creak resounded through the sky and landed on Sword Mound Mountain.

Everyone looked up.

In the thin mist of the sky, a huge black shadow slowly flew in, blotting out the sun. From a distance, it looked like a giant Kun (a mythical fish), swimming in the ocean currents of the mist.

It's Li Wuxie!

The Purple Vine Woman's ambiguous smile and teasing:

"Is the Sword Saint, who was only a flash in the pan back then, still in good health? I heard that his Cultivation Level dropped to the Nascent Soul because of a woman."

Qiu Renjun's aquiline nose twitched, and his fox-like eyes narrowed slightly.

"Be careful, he could kill you with a single finger."

In the air.

Li Wuxie, aboard the massive Dao Alliance Hunting Boat, descended upon the Sword Tomb once more, anchoring directly above the Saint Demon Sect's red-patterned black boat.

Ten times the size, the Dao Alliance Sword Cloud Totem on the bottom of the ship alone is as big as the Saint Demon Sect Immortal Boat!

Within the sword cloud totem, intricate high-level restrictions are engraved, exuding an imposing aura that subtly reveals the divine majesty that all beings cannot look directly at and must bow down in submission to.

Li Wuxie, along with Heishi and Ta Hongzi, arrived at the Sword Fence Layer on their swords.

Although he didn't want to set foot on this land again, and even less did he want to see Xiao Ran's face.

However, when the Dao Alliance's prodigy was challenged by an outsider, he, as a local Dao Alliance Deacon, had no choice but to step in.

Qiu Renjun waited for a long time, but Li Wuxie didn't greet him.

It's understandable for young people to be hot-blooded.

He nodded slightly to Li Wuxie.

"Chief Li is busy with official duties and needs to rest and recuperate. Why should he personally come to instruct the juniors in Sword Judge?"

Heishi and Ta Hongzi bowed in succession.

Li Wuxie remained unmoved, holding the Black Sand Teapot, his eyelids drooping, exuding a strong aura.

"With the Heaven's Chosen Assembly approaching, I just came to take a look around and make sure that none of the Dao Alliance's geniuses get hurt."

His tone was indifferent, and he spoke very directly, seemingly not liking Qiu Renjun.

Qiu Renjun turned around with his hands behind his back and looked at Chuyan and Lu Pingtian.

"With Ling Zhou here, Chief Li is overthinking it."

"I hope so."

Li Wuxie said indifferently.

Seeing that Li Wuxie had arrived and that there was no argument between him and Qiu Renjun, Huangfu Qun breathed a slight sigh of relief and came over with Master Boyun to exchange a few pleasantries.

On the other side.

Lingzhou Yue and Xiao Ran were completely focused on the battle between Chuyan and Lu Pingtian, and paid no attention to Li Wuxie's arrival.

The battle has begun.

It looks pretty good.

Xiao Ran and his Master watched with great interest, almost to the point of grabbing some melon seeds and sitting on small stools.

Lu Pingtian is very strong.

He transformed an ordinary Disciple Sword into an ancient divine sword, creating a dazzling display of light and shadow that, while seemingly flashy, actually concealed a deadly attack.

Chuyan did not use her Nascent Soul power, but only her Golden Core power, wielding Profound-tier ancient sword, and using the Sewing Needle Sword Art to barely cope.

Chuyan is not good at fighting, especially in defense, and is easily broken through with a single blow. However, she has the advantage of delicate swordsmanship and a cautious personality, which allows her to barely maintain the situation.

Both sides displayed exquisite skill, responding to each other's moves with dazzling swordplay. The battle outside the Sword Fence Layer was a spectacle of flashing light and shadow, with sword energy crisscrossing and concealing deadly intent.

Lu Pingtian unleashed a sword strike from an empty space, but it was skillfully deflected by Chuyan's swordsmanship.

Lu Pingtian looked slightly surprised, but his expression remained arrogant.

"It seems I underestimated Junior Niece Jiang."

Chuyan pushed her sword and leaped behind Lu Pingtian.

"The senior simply overestimated himself."

After dozens of moves, Lu Pingtian had figured out Chuyan's swordsmanship, which was precise, meticulous, and flawless.

But upon closer inspection, no matter how she tried to hide it, her Spiritual Energy and Spiritual Pressure were far inferior to his.

It's pointless to engage in swordplay with her; it would only give her a chance to catch her breath and waste my own time Spiritual Power.

Let's strike decisively and achieve a miracle with overwhelming force!

He had been testing Jiang Chuyan's strength by constantly exchanging sword moves and probing her, showing her the respect due to a junior.

His target is Xiao Ran, so how can he waste his energy on a weak woman?

Lu Pingtian leaped back ten feet and sheathed his sword.

In an instant, his Spiritual Pressure was fully charged, and rainbow light enveloped his entire body.

The weather is ever-changing, the Spiritual Pressure is cleansing and surging.

This is the vision of the number one person below the Nascent Soul!

Lu Pingtian laughed proudly, "Junior nephew's swordsmanship is indeed exquisite, but it is not of much use in combat. Why not go home to weave clothes, farm, be a good wife and mother, and live the life of Pastoral Fairy? Wouldn't that be wonderful?"

Insulting women?

Chuyan suddenly felt the entire mountain trembling, as cold as frost covering the heavens and earth.

Her innocent and lovely face instantly turned aloof, as if she had entered another realm.

Lu Pingtian found it strange—

Chuyan's figure flashed and disappeared from the spot.

The sudden surge of Spiritual Pressure shot straight into the sky, instantly reaching the Nascent Soul and rapidly spreading outwards.

Speed, power, and punching power—a tenfold increase! Nascent Soul!

She got so angry that she reached the Nascent Soul? Is this a woman's talent?

Before Lu Pingtian could think, his eyes widened as a small fist slammed into his face.

I was careless! His handsome face instantly twisted and distorted.

He could only forcefully steady his neck to avoid having his head smashed off and losing face.

His body flew backward and slammed into the broken Broken Sword in the Sword Fence Layer, his ribs were pierced, and he was almost unrecognizable.

Puff--

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Lu Pingtian caught his breath. He had almost been killed by a single punch.

The wind howled and the swords clashed on the mountainside.

Utter silence...

Xiao Ran gasped, recalling the times he had bullied Chuyan in the past, and trembled with fear.

Rural feminism, terrifying indeed! ————

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