The Overbearing Empress Falls in Love With Me: How About We Switch Opponents? Little Li Was Itching for a Fight!

On stage.

The Peach Blossom Branch was pressed against the martial artist's throat; another inch forward and his blood would spill on the spot.

"Gulp--" The man swallowed hard.

"I'm sorry... I'm so sorry... I scared you... I must have scared you..."

Jiang Chulong quickly sheathed her sword and bowed in apology.

"..."

The scene was quiet at first, then it erupted into an uncontrollable frenzy.

That Profound Pill martial artist was no unknown figure; he was a seasoned swordsman with extensive experience in the martial world.

The little girl finished the fight with just one sword strike?

"Sword intent?!"

On the high platform, the elders of Cloud-Crossing Sword City slammed their fists on the table and stood up, their eyes flashing with intense light.

Judging from her age, she's at most fourteen or fifteen.

Throughout history, they had never heard of anyone comprehending sword intent at such a young age.

Moreover, this young girl's Swordsmanship was completely natural, without a trace of artifice, as if it had been sculpted by the divine hand of the heavens.

Such talent.

If she were to touch the Cloud-Crossing Sword Mark...

Does she have a teacher?

"So what if there are? I don't know any sword masters in Yun Province."

"That's right, it's better for us to teach this child. If her master objects, we'll go together and reason with him!"

The elders of Cloud-Crossing Sword City, all of whom were at least at the External Scene Realm, started shouting.

But suddenly, one of the elders who had remained silent spoke:

"I feel like I've seen her before at the Heavenly Mountain Sword Villa."

The elders have muted their microphones.

"Junior Brother Bai, would you like to switch places with me?"

Cao Mu asked solemnly, "This is a sword fanatic. Almost all the young people in Yun Province have been challenged by him to spar."

"I don't want to fight her either, but..."

Bai Jinghong glanced at Li Mo and Ying Bing on the stage, and gritted her teeth, saying:

"Leave her to me!"

"So tough?"

Wu Chushu was taken aback, seemingly looking at Bai Jinghong in a new light.

He thought Bai Jinghong had become timid and cowardly.

I didn't expect him to still have some backbone.

"Wow, Chulong amazing!"

Li Mo gave a thumbs-up in that direction.

Then he turned around and looked at his opponent.

She was a young, pretty girl from a modest family, who was looking at him with excitement, her eyes sparkling with hearts.

"Jiang Chen... Brother Jiang Chen."

"... Actually, my Li Mo."

"Okay, Brother Jiang Chen, could you please sign your autograph for me?"

"Ah?"

After signing her name, the young female martial artist jumped off the stage.

Li Mo: "..."

No, we should at least exchange a couple of blows!

I'm here to test my skills, not to hold a book signing!

Never mind.

This situation shouldn't last too long.

After all, standing on the arena means having the qualification to enter the Sword Tower and observe the Cloud-Crossing Sword Mark.

The situation is a little different for Ying Bing.

This is simply a difference in persona.

After all, in "The Overbearing Empress Falls in Love With Me", Jiang Chen is a gentle gentleman, and also a little bit silly.

Liu Wuyan, on the other hand, was the opposite.

"It is my honor to have the chance to spar with Snow Moon Empress!"

"Even if I die in defeat, I will have no regrets!"

The one who stepped onto the stage was a martial artist who Three Apertures of Divine Observation.

He was generous and serious, as if his opponent were truly a Martial Emperor.

Ying Bing: "..."

She remained silent, and lightly raised her still-unsheathed Heavenly Frost sword, signaling for the other party to make a move.

That person is actually quite skilled.

The moment the sword was drawn, it possessed the courage of surging waves; the sword light was dazzling and ever-changing.

Anyone who sees it can't help but exclaim, "What excellent Swordsmanship!"

The Raging Waves Sword Technique is a Higher Vehicle Swordsmanship, which this person has mastered to perfection, having grasped its essence.

Not far away, Li Mo shook his head slightly:

"Twelve flaws."

Amidst the surging waves.

A glint of cold light flashed, domineering and imposing, like divine punishment.

This sword strike was so powerful that it was difficult to muster any will to resist.

The sword light spread, and the man, pale-faced, collapsed to the ground with a thud.

Sweating profusely, he finally saw what was opposite him.

The girl's sword was never drawn.

With just a single opening move, he felt as if he were facing a god, his defenses crumbling without a fight.

The starting stance, also known as the opening gesture.

I don't know if this counts as exchanging a move, but there's no doubt... this aloof girl is terrifyingly strong.

Jiang Chulong's talent is astonishing, while Ying Bing is terrifyingly strong, so strong that it's completely unreasonable.

"What Sword Qi, what sword momentum!"

"What kind of Swordsmanship is she practicing? It doesn't look like a top-tier Supreme Lore to me..."

Snap--

The elders slammed their fists on the table and stood up again.

Click!

The Cyan Gold Stone table groaned, cracks appeared, and then it collapsed with a crash.

They were clearly shocked.

It's also clear that the External Scene Realm shooter has a lot of strength.

"Ahem... Old Cao."

Wu Chushu scratched his chin and said:

"How about... we switch places?"

"Good!"

Sword fanatic Cao Mu agreed without hesitation.

"Alright, then I'll spar with that Jiang... Li Mo."

Wu Chushu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He no longer had to face Ying Bing and Jiang Chulong; he had saved face.

Wu Chushu, who had survived the ordeal, was completely unaware that Bai Jinghong, who was leaning back strategically, suddenly had a look of respect and awe in his eyes.

"What's wrong, Xiaobai?"

"It's nothing. By the way, is there anything you're worried about? You can tell me about it."

"Um?"

Wu Chushu looked up at the stage, puzzled.

But then they saw the white-clad youth, seemingly tired of signing autographs, take out a wooden board from his Sumeru Object, write and draw on it, and then display it:

'A hundred taels of silver will be awarded to anyone who steps onto the stage to give it their all.'

"Whoever defeats me will be rewarded with ten thousand taels of gold."

Paying a large sum of money to fight?

The crowd erupted in an uproar.

Ten thousand taels of gold, not silver, is still a considerable fortune even for someone at the Divine Observation Realm.

Martial artists without connections are always short of money.

"What is Junior Brother Li doing?" Shen Yunfei, standing on the arena, was immediately puzzled.

The martial artists on the arena all hoped to conserve their strength as much as possible.

After all, no one dares to say they can withstand a relentless battle, and even if the Sword Trial only takes place during the day, the deficit cannot be recovered at night.

Could it be that Junior Brother Li, like him, hadn't planned to be the last one standing?

Even Zhong Zhenyue in the next arena couldn't help but turn his head.

A reward of one hundred taels? Really?

"Jiang... Brother Li Mo, is your hand getting sore from signing autographs all the time?"

"I've wanted to challenge him for ages, but I just couldn't find the chance!"

"Hmph, pretty boy, I'll take your place!"

A rather burly man stepped onto the stage, carrying a large halberd, shirtless, with bulging muscles.

Gangdou Sect disciples believe in fighting like men!

I hate pretentious people the most.

"Gangdou Sect?"

Li Mo recognized the man's mannerisms.

In an instant, he deduced that his opponent was a martial artist who practiced external martial arts, and the best way to deal with him was simply to maximize his Extreme Weapon Slaughter Body.

But that...

Sigh! The main problem is that I can't hone my skills!

The thought of making a fool of myself as a swordsman in front of all the heroes of Yun Province filled me with a little excitement.

"That's right, Tie Qi is my older brother!"

The burly man said proudly.

Li Mo smiled, flicked his robes with an elegant and unrestrained posture, and gestured for them to proceed.

"Then let's stop here."

Little Li was itching to draw his sword!