Qian Daoliu put his hands behind his back, looked at Bi Zihan in front of him, and his eyes showed undisguised admiration.
"Brother, once this kid grows up, he could really become a huge asset to Xue'er. But I'm afraid Xue'er won't be able to keep him in check." Golden Crocodile was loyal to the Angel Lineage, so his considerations were all centered around the Angel Lineage.
Bi Zihan's talent shocked him, and it was precisely because of this shock that Golden Crocodile worried about whether Qian Renxue could keep Bi Zihan in check in the future. If she could, he would naturally be a great help, but if she couldn't, then things were uncertain.
"On this point, I basically agree with you. He will definitely become a great help to Xue'er in the future. Moreover, among the younger generation on the mainland, the only one who can keep him in check is Xue'er."
"But I'm worried about this kid's looks. What if he starts having affairs? We need to keep an eye on him." Qian Daoliu looked at Bi Zihan's fair face, delicate features, eyes like black gemstones, and his otherworldly aura.
No matter how you look at it, it makes you uneasy.
Golden Crocodile watched Qian Daoliu's expression without speaking, silently observing the competition in the garden. What surprised Golden Crocodile most was that Qian Renxue was gradually turning the tide, even showing signs of tying the game.
"Don't be so surprised. The two of them will end in a draw. In the four months, they have competed a total of 120 times, and each time it ended in a draw. At that time, Bi Zihan was a three-ring Soul Elder, and Xue'er was Four-Ring Soul Ancestor. Now they both only have four Soul Ring, and the result is still the same." A calm voice came from Qian Daoliu's mouth.
"Brother, I don't think so. Xue'er's current Martial Soul is Ten-Winged Angel, and her Soul Power has reached level fifty. It's just that she hasn't added Soul Ring, so she hasn't reached the Soul King yet. Moreover, their Martial Soul have a mutual restraining effect."
" Bi Zihan's Soul Power is only level 41. Although his Martial Soul quality is higher than that of the Ten-Winged Angel, and his Soul Ring Configuration are all ten-thousand-year Soul Ring, there is a nine-level difference in Soul Power between them, which is enough to make up for the difference in Martial Soul quality and ten-thousand-year Soul Ring."
"Judging from this trend, Xue'er is still very likely to win." Looking at the situation ahead, Golden Crocodile felt that Qian Renxue was very likely to win.
"Under normal circumstances, that would be as you said, but Bi Zihan cannot be judged by common sense. I roughly estimated that his current strength is basically enough to compete with a Soul Saint, and that Soul Saint has a top-level Martial Soul, the best Soul Ring Configuration, and uses a Martial Soul Saint Martial Soul Avatar." Qian Daoliu shook his head slightly, but did not explain further.
In the garden, Bi Zihan and Qian Renxue's longswords clashed, producing a crisp sound. They then each stepped back, sheathing their Martial Soul and swords.
The match ended in a draw.
The two sat down in the garden pavilion. Bi Zihan looked at the beads of sweat on Qian Renxue's head, reached out and gently wiped them away.
" Xue'er, after your Martial Soul was upgraded to the Ten-Winged Angel, both your physical strength and speed have increased significantly. Especially your Power of Purification, which is now much purer than before." During the competition just now, Bi Zihan could clearly feel the changes brought about by Qian Renxue's Martial Soul upgrade.
Furthermore, his suppression of Qian Renxue's Martial Soul has been greatly reduced. Although the suppression effect still exists, it is obviously not as strong as before.
"How much water did you hold back to break even this time?" Qian Renxue blinked. She had just released her Angel Domain, while Bi Zihan hadn't.
"I didn't hold back too much this time; I just didn't unleash my domain or sword intent. Strictly speaking, it was only a tiny bit." Bi Zihan gave a gentle smile. No matter how you asked, his answer was always the same: just a tiny bit.
"Are you sure? It's only a little bit?" Qian Renxue looked at Bi Zihan with suspicion, clearly not quite believing it.
"Hmm, just a little bit." Bi Zihan nodded gently, then lay down on the pavilion's seat, resting his head on Qian Renxue's lap.
Smelling the faint fragrance emanating from her body and gazing upon her stunningly beautiful face, Bi Zihan felt exceptionally comfortable at this moment, and even his mood was very relaxed.
Qian Renxue glanced at Bi Zihan lying on her lap, rolled her eyes at him, moved her legs, and when she realized that he had no intention of getting up, she didn't say anything more.
But she seemed to have thought of something and asked, " Zihan, haven't you encountered a bottleneck in your sword comprehension? Why don't you come with me to the Worship Hall and ask my grandfather? Maybe he can give you some inspiration."
"No, I won't go. Sword comprehension is about one's own understanding of the sword. Some people may spend their whole lives trying to comprehend the sword but make no progress, while others can reach the peak in a single moment of enlightenment. So my bottleneck is not something that can be solved with a little inspiration." Bi Zihan rejected Qian Renxue's suggestion without much hesitation.
He has already reached the level of sword intent, which Qian Daoliu has not even achieved. His understanding of the sword is not as good as mine. What inspiration can he give me?
Moreover, Bi Zihan still harbored some resentment towards Qian Daoliu. After all, Qian Daoliu himself had said that he had considered eliminating him in advance. Although Qian Daoliu no longer had such thoughts, anyone would still harbor some resentment towards someone who wanted to get rid of them beforehand, regardless of who it was or what the outcome would be.
"I think you just don't want to go. I'm just asking you to come with me to the Worship Hall. Why do you always have an excuse?" Qian Renxue's expression turned somewhat displeased when she saw Bi Zihan refuse without any hesitation.
Bi Zihan sat up again, looked at Qian Renxue who seemed a little unhappy, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, " Xue'er, listen to me, there's a reason why I don't want to go to the Worship Hall."
"You speak!" Qian Renxue snorted coldly.
"Firstly, it's due to the relationship between the Spirit Hall and the Worship Hall. I won't go into details about this, since you already know it."
"Secondly, the Grand Priest told me personally that he had the idea of getting rid of me in advance. Although the Grand Priest did not have such an idea, I still did not want to go to the Worship Hall because of the relationship between the two halls." Bi Zihan explained with a wry smile why he did not want to go to the Worship Hall.