Sword?
Since she was using a sword, she might as well show off a bit. Who knows, she might even earn extra points.
"Come on, come on, come at me." Beibei crooked her finger at Tianshan Nine Sons.
This was naked contempt, and Tianshan Nine Sons were instantly furious beyond words as the nine of them joined forces and began to execute a set of Tianshan Sword Technique.
Beibei reached out her hand, and a sword immediately flew directly into her palm. This action stunned Little one, who actually went on to learn on the spot and sucked all the swords of Hundred Flowers Palace into the ground.
"Your Tianshan Sword Technique is so trash."
Beibei rushed into the midst of Tianshan Nine Sons, breaking one move with a single sword. Yet the nine of them still could not handle Beibei, leaving her free to shuttle back and forth among their martial brothers with her dashing little figure.
"What sword technique is this?" The nine Tianshan men were incomparably astonished.
Beibei laughed out loud, saying in her milky, childish voice, "Flowing Cloud Thirteen Forms. This is just the lowest-grade one, but it's enough to deal with the nine of you."
This sentence was truly arrogant enough, having received Ling Yun's true inheritance.
Flowing Cloud Thirteen Forms?
The crowd stared unblinkingly at the sword fight between them at every moment, secretly thinking that a mere Heavenly-grade sword technique could actually suppress Tianshan Sword Technique a head. Tianshan Sword Technique, after all, was of Saint-grade.
Tianshan Nine Sons shouted that it was impossible, seeing ghosts... The nine of them were actually being driven back step by step. This was simply too ridiculous.
Hehe...
The nine of them joining forces actually lost to a little brat. How humiliating it would be for Tianshan