Battle Through the Heavens: There Are Always Rebellious Disciples Who Want to Deceive Their Master

Was she being a little too much?

It was one thing to secretly become prettier on her own, but now she had secretly grown stronger all by herself too?

Were they even still members of the same clan?

Xiao Yue looked at the furious Xiao Mei, a smile spreading across her lips.

Did Xiao Mei really think it would be that easy to humiliate her?

If she had not been confident beforehand, how could she have stepped onto the stage so decisively?

"How about it? Do you still want to continue?"

Xiao Yue waved at Xiao Mei.

It would be better to end this boring farce sooner rather than later.

She did not want to keep being watched and judged by everyone.

"End it? Why should we end it?"

How could it end so simply?

Xiao Mei was thoroughly unwilling to accept this.

If it ended now, would she not be the one humiliating herself in public?

"Mysterious Flame Hand!"

A burst of red light suddenly emerged from Xiao Mei's hand. Heat rolled outward as Dou Qi intertwined throughout her body, eventually forming a surge of power.

She exploded forward at extreme speed, charging straight at Xiao Yue.

"Little Sister Yue'er, be careful!"

Someone seemed to recognize the technique and hurriedly shouted a warning to Xiao Yue.

Feeling the force rushing toward her, Xiao Yue raised her delicate brows slightly.

The next second, her figure vanished from where she stood.

She had played with Xiao Mei long enough. It was time to end this!

"Thud!"

The sound of something hitting the ground rang out.

At that moment, only one figure stood proudly alone on the challenge stage.

As for the other figure, she had been sent flying backward.

Xiao Mei lay on the ground with her eyes wide open, her gaze filled with confusion and terror.

What had just happened?

Why had the person before her disappeared the instant she blinked?

Then, after another blink, a sharp pain struck her body, and she was immediately sent flying out of control.

Fast!!!

Just how fast had that been?

Within that split second, Xiao Yue had not only moved herself, but had also swung the wooden stick in her hand, delivering a crushing blow directly to Xiao Mei.

"I know exactly how much strength I used. That strike did not hurt you too badly. Go back and rest properly."

Seeing the person lying on the ground, Xiao Yue calmly tossed the wooden stick aside.

She knew exactly how much force she had used.

She had relied on skillful force, so the damage she dealt Xiao Mei was not severe.

A few days of rest would probably be enough.

Still, there was one thing she could not understand. With Xiao Mei's little bit of strength, where had she found the confidence to provoke her?

How utterly boring!

Xiao Yue took out a tissue, wiped her hands, and then looked toward a figure beneath the challenge stage.

"Brother Ning, do you want to spar with me again? I'll definitely go all out this time and won't disappoint you! To show my respect, I won't use a wooden stick. An iron sword would be better!"

Xiao Yue silently watched Xiao Ning and spoke to him with a smile.

At that moment, the entire venue fell silent.

Hearing the words from the person on the challenge stage, Xiao Ning's expression changed.

Xiao Mei's final move just now could have allowed someone at Qi Cultivation Stage Seven to injure or even defeat an Eighth Stage of Dou Qi opponent.

Although he could block Xiao Mei's move, he absolutely could not do so as cleanly and decisively as Xiao Yue had.

In other words, if he fought her, there was a very high chance that he would lose to Xiao Yue.

After watching for so long, Xiao Yue had remained exceptionally calm from beginning to end. Not the slightest ripple had appeared on her face. No one knew how many trump cards she still had.

If she wanted to spar with him using a wooden stick, Xiao Ning might still consider it.

But if she used a sword directly, he feared she would cripple him on the spot!

For the sake of his own life, he had better not go up and provoke her.

Xiao Ning hurriedly shook his head.

He had chickened out.

Facing the woman before him, he had completely lost his nerve.

A rose with thorns was not something he could handle!

Since that was the case, why should he go up there and embarrass himself?

"Are you really not going to spar?"

"My Surging Waves Sword Skill has just reached mastery. I was hoping Brother Ning could help me practice my moves. Do you really not want to give it a try?"

At some point, Xiao Yue had found an iron sword and was wiping its blade with her hand. It seemed she had not enjoyed the previous match enough and hoped someone else would keep her company.

This time, Xiao Ning shook his head even faster.

What kind of joke was this?

The Surging Waves Sword Skill was a high-grade Yellow Tier Sword Skill, yet Xiao Yue had mastered it?

How had she done that?

When she fought Xiao Mei just now, she did not seem to have used any Dou Qi at all, yet she had already been this powerful?

If she truly used a Dou Technique, just how strong would she be?

He truly could not afford to provoke someone like her!

"Little Sister Yue'er, you must be joking. With your current strength, aside from Cousin Xun'er, who else could fight you?"

Given Xiao Yue's current abilities, perhaps only Xiao Xun'er could compete with her.

He wondered which of those two beauties was stronger. For some reason, he found himself looking forward to it.

He also wondered whether he would have a chance to see it.

"Since you're unwilling to spar with me, then forget it!"

Xiao Yue slowly lifted her foot and lightly pushed off. The next moment, she drifted down from the challenge stage like an elf.

As always, it was the back mountain.

Xiao Yue held a wooden sword in her hand, wielding it with fierce momentum, one move following another without end.

"Uncle, how is my Seven Stars Consecutive Sword?"

Xiao Yue smoothly performed her sword skill once before Su Mu.

She felt quite good about the sword skill she used. Otherwise, she would not have displayed it before Su Mu.

She had practiced the Seven Stars Consecutive Sword from childhood to adulthood. This sword skill had accompanied her through half her life.

Within the entire clan, there were truly few who practiced it better than she did.

Even among the older generation, it was the same!

Although it was only a Yellow Tier Sword Skill, she was merely a Dou Qi practitioner. Being able to cultivate a Yellow Tier Sword Skill to mastery was already enough to take pride in!

"Your sword skill is very good, but its flow is slightly lacking. Practice it a few more times, and you should be able to bring this sword skill to perfection!"

Su Mu had been cultivating his Soaring Heaven Sword Canon these past few days, and his understanding of sword skills had advanced by leaps and bounds.

In his eyes, Xiao Yue's performance still had some shortcomings, but it also had many commendable aspects.

That was already extremely remarkable!

As expected of someone with a special physique—she was naturally sensitive to sword skills. It was something he could only envy.

"Uncle, don't you have anything else you want to point out?"

Just those few words?

Had she performed poorly?

Why could he not praise her a little more?

She had performed so seriously precisely because she wanted recognition from others. Why could Uncle not even satisfy her in that regard?

"Your performance was very good, but there is still room for improvement. Practice it a few more times later, and you'll naturally understand the results!"

Su Mu did not want to say much or explain too much. As long as the little girl practiced the sword skill a few more times, she would understand on her own.

The little girl glanced at Su Mu, but seeing him close his eyes to rest, she said nothing further.

Practice it, then!

What was the big deal?

She had endured the harsh training of carrying a sword on her back before. Now, it was only a matter of performing the sword skill a few more times. What was there for her to be unable to bear?