Senior Sister's Secret, Defeating Tendon Refining! (Seeking Favorites and Recommendations)

"I wonder, Senior Sister Luo, what business do you have with me?"

Liu Chu looked at Luo Qingyue before him with some suspicion, wondering why she had sought him out.

"Follow me!"

Luo Qingyue looked at Liu Chu, bit her lip lightly, and after a moment of hesitation, finally spat out those words before heading toward the side courtyard.

Liu Chu's gaze flickered, his face showing confusion, but he followed her nonetheless.

"Huh, what is Senior Sister Luo looking for Liu Chu for?"

Some disciples noticed their movements and also wore confused expressions.

"Could Senior Sister Luo have taken a fancy to Liu Chu?"

One of the disciples raised an eyebrow, wearing a lecherous expression: "Shall we go and take a peek?"

"Shut up. How could Senior Sister Luo possibly fancy Liu Chu? I'm so dashing and handsome, and even I haven't caught her eye, let alone Liu Chu..."

Among the disciples, there were those who admired Luo Qingyue, and they spoke with a hint of jealousy.

"Heh, Liu Chu isn't bad-looking, it's just said he comes from a family of fishermen, exposed to the wind and sun and soaking in river water all year round, which made his skin rough."

"Don't say that. Ever since Liu Chu broke through to the ranks and his skin underwent a transformation, his complexion has been gradually improving. Now, he's actually about thirty percent as handsome as me!"

"Get lost, you shameless guy. Liu Chu is clearly a few degrees more handsome than you!"

"Anyway, are you guys really not going to take a look?"

"Aren't you afraid of death? Senior Sister Luo's temper isn't exactly good!"

Liu Chu followed Luo Qingyue to the small courtyard next door. This was a place where miscellaneous items were stored, containing many rusted weapons and damaged training equipment, such as wooden stakes and stone locks.

However, there wasn't much clutter, as if it had been cleaned up not long ago.

Luo Qingyue stopped and stood still. Dressed in a white martial outfit and long boots, she had a tall figure and a full chest, appearing both valiant and cold. She turned to look at Liu Chu.

Liu Chu didn't speak, waiting quietly for her explanation, though he had some vague guesses.

"Junior Brother, I... I want to spar with you!"

Luo Qingyue bit her lip gently, looking at Liu Chu sincerely. Her eyes rippled like a pool of autumn water, her expression completely different from her usual cold demeanor.

It's just a spar... is that expression really necessary?

Liu Chu muttered to himself, but his eyes shifted slightly. He seemed to understand, yet he feigned ignorance and said: "Senior Sister, if you want to spar, why come all the way here? We could just do it in the inner courtyard!"

Luo Qingyue took a deep breath and shook her head: "Junior Brother, you are skilled in Combat Technique, and I am not. I don't want to be seen by others if I lose."

Liu Chu looked surprised, thinking to himself: "I didn't expect Senior Sister Luo to be someone who cares so much about her reputation. Her icy exterior must be a form of self-protection because she felt humiliated after being defeated by someone of a lower rank..."

Liu Chu felt that Luo Qingyue wasn't naturally cold, but rather, she was acting that way on purpose.

Most likely, having experienced the shame of being defeated by someone of a lower rank, she kept a straight face and maintained an icy appearance.

"If you are afraid of losing, Senior Sister, why do you still want to spar with me?"

Liu Chu asked, shaking his head.

Luo Qingyue had specifically sought him out to spar, yet she feared defeat; her behavior and psychology were somewhat contradictory.

"Because I want to wash away the shame of being defeated by someone of a lower rank!"

Luo Qingyue clenched her fists, looking unwilling to accept her fate: "Ever since I was defeated in public by someone of a lower rank, even if they didn't say it out loud, I could feel everyone's gaze carrying a hint of contempt, or even disdain!"

"I need you to help me train, Junior Brother!"

She looked at Liu Chu with sincere eyes: "You are skilled in Combat Technique, and I am not. If I can spar with you, perhaps I can improve my combat skills!"

"Actually, you should be sparring with Senior Brother Lin Bei. He is also at the Eighth Rank of Muscle Refining, and your cultivation levels are comparable, so the training effect would be better."

Liu Chu suggested.

Luo Qingyue sighed: "I have never won a spar against him... I can't gain any growth at all; instead, my confidence is constantly being crushed."

She looked at Liu Chu again with her autumn-water eyes, hopeful: "And you are very similar to the person who defeated me. You are only at the Skin Refining stage, yet you are proficient in combat and can defeat opponents of the same rank in just a few moves. If I can win a spar against you, perhaps it means I have the strength to wash away my shame!"

"So that's how it is."

Liu Chu suddenly realized. After clarifying the reason, he no longer refused and agreed.

In fact, he also wanted to spar with an Eighth Rank Muscle Refining martial artist to see the true power of his perfected Combat Technique.

It was just that Senior Brother Lin Bei hadn't been around, and he felt it would be offensive to take the initiative to ask Luo Qingyue for a spar.

After all, she had experienced the pain of being defeated by someone of a lower rank.

If he were to defeat her while being at a lower rank, he feared it would be a huge blow to her.

Now that she had taken the initiative to propose the spar, there was no need to worry.

"Then let's begin."

Liu Chu took his stance and looked at Luo Qingyue.

"I will use my full strength, be careful!"

Luo Qingyue's eyes turned serious at these words. With a sharp cry, she stomped her boots hard against the ground, her figure flashing forward like a blur as she threw a full-force punch toward Qin Gao.

Instantly, her muscles and bones hummed. The strike caused the air to vibrate slightly, possessing power that surpassed that of an average Skin-Refining martial artist as it headed straight for Liu Chu's face.

Liu Chu felt the force rushing toward him, but his expression remained calm. He slid his left leg back, retreating half a step to gather momentum, and clenched his fingers into a fist. His body coiled like a fully drawn bow before snapping forward with a punch!

The punch tore through the air, creating a faint, explosive crack. His fist, like a cannonball, collided instantly with Luo Qingyue's.

Bang!

The two clashed head-on, each forced to retreat several steps.

So I really can fight against a Muscle-Refining martial artist...

Liu Chu felt a slight numbness in his fist as he stepped back, but his eyes gleamed with intensity.

The exchange of blows could be considered a draw.

In fact, Liu Chu even held a slight upper hand.

Perhaps it is the combination of the Great Success Yanglian Technique and the Perfected Combat Technique, creating a result where one plus one is greater than two!

Thoughts flashed through Liu Chu's mind, giving him a deeper understanding of his own strength.

"As expected..."

Luo Qingyue's expression was complex. Memories surfaced in her mind, the scene of her being defeated by someone of a lower rank that day appearing as vivid as if it were happening now, overlapping with the current sparring session.

"Again!"

Liu Chu did not observe Luo Qingyue's expression; he was exhilarated and eager to test his strength further.

With his Perfected Combat Technique, Great Success Yanglian Technique, and Minor Success Broken Gate Blade, Liu Chu's overall strength was enough to crush martial artists of the same rank.

Having finally encountered a Muscle-Refining martial artist, he naturally wanted to test himself thoroughly!

His blood surged throughout his body, and the power of his four strands of blood energy was mobilized, roaring like a rushing river and granting him astonishing strength.

He threw a punch and took the initiative to charge at Luo Qingyue!

Luo Qingyue dared not be careless. She knew her own strength and had never assumed she could easily defeat Liu Chu; she had even prepared herself for the possibility of failure.

Seeing Liu Chu charge at her, she utilized the Dragon-Tiger Combat Technique. Her fists moved like a dragon emerging from the sea, aggressive and imposing, as she met Liu Chu's strike head-on.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The two exchanged several blows in the blink of an eye.

Luo Qingyue's cultivation realm was a step higher, but her combat techniques were clearly inferior; her moves were rigid and lacked flexibility.

Although Liu Chu's realm was a step lower, his combat techniques were perfected. His moves were natural and fluid, with each strike seamlessly transitioning into the next.

One move would lead into the next, and the next after that... he could see three steps ahead for every one he took!

Even in terms of raw power, his Great Success Stance Technique allowed the four strands of blood energy within him to roar and surge, ensuring his force was not the slightest bit inferior to Luo Qingyue's.

After a dozen exchanges, Liu Chu's tightly coordinated techniques forced Luo Qingyue to retreat repeatedly.

At one moment, he parried Luo Qingyue's defense, transformed his fist into a claw, and with energy flickering at his fingertips, he seized a fleeting opening and clamped his hand onto Luo Qingyue's fair neck.

"Defeated again..."

Luo Qingyue widened her eyes, her lips slightly parted, her expression dejected.

"I concede!"

Liu Chu released his grip, smiled, and offered a polite bow.

After saying this, he turned and left, giving Luo Qingyue space to process her feelings of defeat alone.

Upon exiting the small courtyard and returning to the inner courtyard, he saw a group of fellow disciples looking at him with bright eyes.

"Junior Brother, what were you and Senior Sister Luo doing in there?"

"Junior Brother, where is Senior Sister?"

"Junior Brother..."

Some of the more familiar disciples immediately stepped forward, trying to pry information out of Liu Chu.

Liu Chu shook his head: "Senior Sister is still inside; you can go see for yourselves."

"This..."

The crowd sighed. How could they dare? Everyone knew Senior Sister had a bad temper, and who knew if they would end up getting a sound beating?

After all, even though Senior Sister had been defeated by someone of a lower rank, that person was a Skin-Refining martial artist capable of suppressing his peers, not someone they could compare to!

After dismissing the gossiping seniors, Liu Chu prepared to practice his blade techniques.

Chen He quietly leaned in: "Junior Brother, what were you and Senior Sister actually doing in that courtyard? You don't have to tell them, but you can tell me, right? I've always been tight-lipped and would never spread it!"

"That is a secret between Senior Sister and me..."

Liu Chu shook his head and refused to budge.

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