Jiang Chulong held the little rabbit with Demon Race blood in her arms, fiddling with the two blades of grass on its head. When she looked up, she saw Big Brother Li and everyone else, even Sister Bing, looking at her with a serious expression.
"What's the matter?"
"Chulong, if you defeat Brother Murong, you'll have to face Jiang Yu."
A dark glint flashed in Li Mo's eyes, a glint of Heavenly Mandate Divine Eye.
Upon hearing Jiang Chulong's face paled noticeably, and her head drooped. Her timid appearance reminded Li Mo of the first time he met her, when she was still the beggar girl, Little Jiang...
In the Heavenly Mandate Divine Eye, Little Jiang's golden destiny was suddenly shrouded in a layer of gloomy gray.
Her recent situation has become. "Because she is afraid to fight Jiang Yu, she dares not draw her sword when she goes on stage. More than Jiang Yu, she is afraid of the Sword Bone that was passed down from her mother and later taken away. Since then, the gap between her and Jiang Yu has widened..."
"How was this list drawn? Was it really just a coincidence?"
"Chulong has only been on the Hidden Dragon Ranking for a short time, how can she fight Jiang Yu?"
"I've just concocted a very vicious drug that happens to meet the conference's requirements, but I hope it won't be needed." Huang Donglai a somber expression.
Xiao Qin shook his head and said, "Little Jiang, you should just admit defeat later and let Brother Murong fight Jiang Yu. My teacher said you have no chance of winning."
"I?"
Murong Xiao pointed to himself, his eyes widening.
Are the lives of monks not lives?
Everyone felt that Little Jiang should just give up.
But Jiang Chulong looked helplessly at Li Mo and Ying Bing.
Ying Bing's serene eyes flickered. After considering her options, she sighed and parted her lips slightly...
Li Mo spoke first, "I think we can give it a try."
Everyone looked at him with suspicion.
Jiang Yu had already mastered the Nine Apertures of Divine Observation a long time ago, and since he became the number one in the Hidden Dragon, he has never fallen from that position.
Xie Xuan couldn't help but say, "Actually, the gap between Jiang Yu and me is widening year by year."
"The first time, I only lost to him by half a move. The second time, I couldn't continue after fifty moves. This time, the gap might be even greater because I feel... something mysterious within him is gradually being taken under his control."
"Perhaps no one with a sword will ever be able to defeat him again."
Even putting that aside, the difference in their levels of understanding alone is enough to cause despair.
It is said that a swordsman can be defeated, but not knocked down.
But we can't just keep trying to break through a rock like an egg.
Jiang Chulong didn't care about anything else and cheered herself up.
Li Mo subtly winked at Murong Xiao, and the Master Burial Love understood immediately, following him to the side.
"Brother Li, what are you thinking? Do you have another idea?"
Murong Xiao became much more composed after entering the Buddhist order.
And as everyone knows, Xiao Li is the idea king of the Clear Abyss Sect.
Li Mo raised an eyebrow at him and said, "Swordsmen believe in always drawing their swords when facing an enemy, right? If Little Jiang retreats before even fighting, it will have a great impact on his character."
Murong Xiao recalled that among the opponents he had encountered, swordsmen were the most prone to losing their temper.
"But what if I lose my life..."
"Whatever, this is the time for you, Master Burial Love, to make your move!"
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"As long as Little Jiang's sword can't break through your defenses, then she naturally won't encounter Jiang Yu. I've already prepared a plan for you..."
The two whispered to each other for a while.
And so, not long after, the competitions on the various arenas began.
Li Mo finished the fastest here.
After Zhong Zhenyue went on stage, seeing Li Mo's serious expression, he sweated profusely and said:
"Brother Li, don't attack, it's me!"
Then he jumped off the stage.
The Clear Abyss Sect members felt this scene was somewhat familiar, but the difference was that this time no one shouted that it was a conspiracy, because everyone with eyes could see that Zhong Zhenyue had no chance of winning to begin with.
What disappointed everyone even more was that there was no storyteller on stage for this year's "Wife-Prospering Fighting Soul" competition.
The judges' panel, however, focused more on another stage.
As the number one player in the Hidden Dragon, Jiang Yu was the second to defeat his opponent.
"This Song Yun is Rogue Person, but his skills are truly formidable. He actually managed to withstand the Crown Prince's first move?"
"As a woman, her external martial arts skills have reached perfection. Could it be that she ate Heavenly Venerable Brand Instant Noodles?"
"What a pity. If she hadn't met Jiang Yu so early, she might have gone even further."
In the Map of Mountains and Rivers, Qu Songyun is a woman with hair covering half her face and bronze skin; her figure can be described as a miniature version of Guo Jing.
She actually dared to launch a preemptive attack against Jiang Yu.
But in a flash, a palm suddenly appeared before her eyes, accompanied by a dragon's roar, rapidly enlarging in her pupils. She tried to dodge, but found that she could not escape the palm's grasp no matter what she did.
In her eyes, Jiang Yu's figure disappeared, seemingly transforming into a Golden Dragon. His True Dragon Body allowed him to naturally achieve unity of body and spirit.
She twitched one arm, but held back, watching helplessly as she was knocked off the stage.
"The True Dragon Body truly deserves to be called the best physique in the world." Qu Songyun swallowed the blood in her mouth without expression.
Jiang Yu said calmly, "Mastering external martial arts is rare."
This victory seemed insignificant to him.
Indeed, that was the case; his gaze remained fixed on the arena not far away.
The fight between Jiang Chulong and Master Cang Ai almost put the audience to sleep.
"Master, why don't you move a little?"
"He cultivates the Immovable Wisdom King 'Wisdom King Golden Body of Salvation, a skill that hasn't been seen in the Hanging Temple for hundreds of years. I've heard that even the Xuan Turtle Clan of the North Sea is ashamed of their own abilities."
"It's one thing for him to stay still, but why does he keep chanting scriptures? It makes me want to go up and beat him to death!"
The young talents and martial arts figures in the audience may have talked a lot, but they all knew how formidable Murong Xiao was.
There weren't many players on the court confident they could break his defense, and the key issue was that even if they did break it, it wouldn't matter, because they couldn't keep up with the counterattacks...
"If you can't break through my Immovable Wisdom King Body, you probably can't break through the True Dragon Body either."
Murong Xiao had a solemn and dignified appearance.
The Green Leaf Sword pierced his body, emitting intense sparks, but not even a white mark was left.
"I see..."
Jiang Chulong felt a sense of relief.
Perhaps Murong Xiao himself was also bored, so he asked, "Little Jiang, didn't Brother Li become the owner of Wind and Moon Cottage? What does Wind and Moon Cottage do?"
Li Mo: "!"
Not good!
"Chulong, don't tell him!"
Jiang Chulong obediently remained silent, but someone in the audience smacked their lips and said:
"What's wrong with talking about this? It's just a brothel, right? Has the master ever been with any women? Hehe..."
Among the men around who had been to the Wind and Moon Cottage, several wore slightly lewd smiles.
Murong Xiao's body trembled.
On the judging panel, the purple-robed eunuchs Xie Yiding and Du Shenjiang from the Heavenly Mountain Sword Villa still served as judges.
"Master Du, what do you think?" the purple-robed eunuch asked.
After careful observation, Xie Yiding said, "This young girl's swordsmanship is far beyond my reach at her age, and this Swordsmanship seems... to be more lethal for those observing certain Divine Intent, or for certain Demon Race?"
"Jiao, snake, and things like that," Old Du chuckled.
He was practically a descendant of dragons, but since royalty were often said to be of True Dragon blood, he couldn't bring himself to say it.
Xie Yiding shook his head and said, "This Tibetan... well, Master Cang Ai is a Buddhist, so naturally he couldn't possibly observe any True Dragon or other supernatural beings, let alone any bloodlines..."
"Hey! Thank you, Master!"
"What's wrong?"
"The master has grown horns on his head!"