Divine Dragon Emerges from Abyss

"You're such an idiot!"

Tang Shisan looked at Wang Xian on the high platform and smiled faintly. "If you wanted to learn swordsmanship, why didn't you just ask me? Her teaching you sword techniques was just an excuse."

After a short pause, he continued with a giggle, "Actually, she just found an excuse. She wanted to see your sword!"

"Buzz..."

Even at this moment, a faint dragon's roar still echoed across the plaza.

The divine sword was invincible before it was even drawn.

How could a true swordsman casually pass on his life-saving move to someone else?

Unless she had a bigger scheme.

And Nangong Feier before them, just as Tang Shisan had said, wanted to see Wang Xian's sword.

A sword hidden for ten years, a sword that had disappeared for ten years!

As a result, she saw it.

Before the sword was even drawn, she instantly covered her small mouth!

Regardless of victory or defeat today, she had already won.

Dongfang Nishang on the viewing platform watched the scene before her and couldn't help but sigh again.

She said to Wang Xian, "Legend has it that ten years ago, the Dragon Abyss Sword from East Sea Feixian Island also disappeared along with the Kunlun Ask Heaven Sword."

She had half a sentence left unspoken.

If Wang Xian hadn't instantly produced his spirit sword to defend himself, who in the world would dare to check his Nà Jiè?

The first person to refuse would be her, his martial aunt.

At this moment, her thoughts were almost the same as Tang Shisan's. Wang Xian was like an idiot.

No, even more of an idiot than an idiot!

He was a complete fool!

Spirit swords worth a fortune were treated as if they were free, appearing one after another.

How desperate for money was he?

"So..."

Wang Xian, however, was disdainful and said lightly, "You went through all that trouble just to retrieve the East Sea Spirit Sword?"

Looking at the woman before him, who appeared somewhat delicate and fragile, she was actually a master even more formidable than Meng Xiaolou.

He suddenly felt a sense of displeasure.

He disliked the feeling of being schemed against.

Even if Nangong Feier was from the East Sea, even if Nangong Feiyan seemed to treat him well.

He didn't even look at Nangong Feier, but instead smiled at Tantai Xiaoxue.

"Old rules, Senior Sister collects the money first. If you want the spirit sword, you'll have to rely on your own ability! No amount of friendship matters in front of me."

Tantai Xiaoxue let out a cheer and reached out to Liu Qingyun.

"Junior Brother won't cheat you. Like us, hand over five thousand Líng Shí!"

She then added, "This is the custody fee!"

Liu Qingyun gave a bitter smile and stuffed a Nà Jiè into her hand, murmuring, "In that case, thank you, Elder Dongfang."

Dongfang Nishang waved at Wang Xian. "Hurry up!"

Wang Xian coldly shouted at Nangong Feier, "How many moves will you make?"

Everyone present was shocked again. They thought that the Heavenly Pride on the stage were all evildoers, yet he was asking someone else how many moves they wanted to make?

Did he mean he would accompany her for as many moves as she wished?

Meng Xiaolou nodded slightly. "Not bad, he has some spirit!"

Tang Shisan, however, shook his head and transmitted his voice to Wang Xian. "Be careful, she might trick you. Don't just spar swords!"

Wang Xian let out a soft breath and asked, "Are you trying to see if I can break through your sword strike?"

Nangong Feier shook her head. "I was before, but now I've changed my mind."

Wang Xian frowned. "What do you mean?"

Nangong Feier let out a solemn sigh. "If I were to spar with you, it's possible I'd die by the Dragon Abyss Sword before it's even drawn!"

Hearing this, Wang Xian finally lowered his head to look at the spirit sword in his hand. He saw two ancient characters engraved on the sword hilt, which were precisely Dragon Abyss.

"You want to get something for nothing?"

Wang Xian shook his head. "I said, if you want the sword, fine. But first, you have to fight me!"

Unexpectedly, Nangong Feier put away the spirit sword in her hand and bowed to Dongfang Nishang on the viewing platform.

She condensed her voice and said, "Senior Dongfang, after fighting for so long, Junior Brother Wang Xian must be tired. May I request a written test instead of a combat one?"

Dongfang Nishang was stunned upon hearing this, and didn't immediately agree.

Instead, she chuckled with Wang Xian.

While laughing, she asked, "Last year when I took Xue'er to see your master, it seems he didn't teach you to play the zither, nor did he teach you the way of chess, right?"

Wang Xian chuckled, "Your disciple is clumsy. Besides copying scriptures with Master, I know nothing else."

Dongfang Nishang was stunned upon hearing this, then replied to Nangong Feier, "Then let's have a calligraphy competition. Of the zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting, Wang Xian only seems to know this one."

Duanmu Xi was speechless upon hearing this.

In her memory, she had played the zither with her junior brother before their mother.

Yet the current Wang Xian claimed he knew nothing but writing.

Clearly, he had truly severed ties with the academy and intended to cut off all contact with her as well.

Did the Law Enforcement Elder, who crippled her junior brother's cultivation last year, also cripple his zither path?

Just then, the Sword Sect disciples set up a writing desk, ink brush, paper, and inkstone on the three-zhang high platform.

Dongfang Nishang, the Great Elder, the Law Enforcement Elder, and others smiled slightly, "After these days of fighting, let's change the pace today."

The Law Enforcement Elder laughed, "Everything is up to Junior Sister's discretion!"

The Sword Sect retrieved the Ask Heaven Sword, and the elders were in high spirits.

Who cared if it was a literary or martial competition?

After all, this was a rare occasion.

The Heavenly Prides in the plaza looked on with burning gazes, as if they too wanted a change of pace and to see if the Young Daoist could win against the East Sea Senior Sister in calligraphy.

"You go first?" Nangong Feier looked at Wang Xian.

Wang Xian shook his head, "Senior Sister, please go first. I'll try later. If I can't do it, I'll admit defeat."

After speaking, Wang Xian walked to the edge of the high platform and smiled at Ximen Tinghua:

"Brother Ximen, Senior Sister Tang, Brother Meng, how about the three of you serve as judges?"

Tang Shisan immediately smiled brightly upon hearing this, "Alright!"

Ximen Tinghua frowned slightly, but was pulled by Meng Xiaolou towards the high platform.

Meng Xiaolou laughed as he said, "I just want to see how you die at the hands of the East Sea Junior Sister!"

Everyone's gaze fell upon the three of them.

They thought Wang Xian was quite an interesting fellow, actually inviting three opponents to be judges.

They also recalled what Elder Dongfang had said. It seemed this fellow couldn't win and was looking for more helpers.

If he really couldn't, he would admit defeat?

Nangong Feier's beautiful eyes looked towards the edge of the high platform where Wang Xian stood with his hands behind his back.

This fellow had already amazed her greatly, yet now Wang Xian was asking her to go first. Did he have absolute confidence in winning?

Or was he planning to concede to her?

This battle was inevitable.

"In that case, I'll go first." As the three walked onto the high platform, Nangong Feier sat down at the table.

Regardless of whether she won or lost, the East Sea would retrieve the Dragon Abyss Sword today.

At this moment, the Sword Sect disciples had already ground a large pool of ink.

Nangong Feier condensed her Líng Qì to the tip of the wolf brush, actually using her Nascent Soul Middle Stage Líng Qì to splash ink onto the paper.

A short while later, a lifelike Divine Dragon leaped onto the paper. With her Nascent Soul Realm strength and countless years of hard cultivation.

Nangong Feier's state of mind was naturally not affected by Tang Shisan and the others.

Meng Xiaolou leaned over to take a look.

The Divine Dragon had not yet opened its eyes, but a terrifying Dragon Might appeared, as if it had been trapped in the abyss for many years and was about to break free.

Tang Shisan also looked over, watching, watching.

Then, the Divine Dragon brandished its claws, its Divine Eyes about to open, flying out from under the abyss and soaring towards the heavens.

Even the elders on the viewing platform were amazed. No one expected the East Sea Maiden to have such divine brushwork.

The Divine Dragon on paper seemed to possess a soul.

Ximen Tinghua couldn't help but step forward to observe, then walked towards the edge of the high platform.

He smiled faintly at Wang Xian, "You don't seem to be able to beat her!"

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