If That's What You're Talking About, I'm Wide Awake Now / A Trick? Magic?!

However, her classmates became curious. Her best friend, Xiaolin, was captivated by the handsome appearance of the two ancient-style swordsmen and became infatuated again. "Two great heroes, could you tell us about the Eight Soul-Sealing Needles?"

Upon seeing this, the handsome young man also showed delight, "Could it be that there really is such a thing as the Eight Soul-Sealing Needles, and that it's very powerful?"

Seeing that they were just a few students on vacation, the young man in white didn't pay them much attention. Instead, he glanced at the swordsman in blue with interest and said jokingly, "Brother Qing, these kids are quite something. Won't you give them a tour?"

Qing Yuan glanced at Han Shiyu again, seemingly lost in thought, before finally sighing and saying, "The Eight Soul-Sealing Needles is one of the ultimate techniques of the former leader of the Divine Resonance Sect. The eight needles contain coveted spiritual power, extremely wondrous, containing both creation and destruction energy. It can save lives, or it can kill."

Everyone listened with great interest, as if they were listening to a story, but not one of them understood it.

"I don't understand it, but it sounds amazing, it's incredible even though I don't fully grasp it."

Xiaolin, resting her rosy cheeks on her hands, assumed the other person was playing some kind of martial arts character and didn't pay much attention. "By the way, could you two gentlemen add me on WeChat? You guys seem super cool. Maybe we can have dinner together sometime."

"Hmm?" Upon hearing this, Qing Yuan's eyebrows furrowed slightly, but he ignored it and silently turned his head away.

Seeing that her best friend was about to explode, Han Shiyu quickly covered her mouth, saying, "Xiaolin, stop talking. I have a feeling they're not simple."

"Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey!" Xiaolin broke free from the restraints and didn't continue to pester them, but she was still somewhat dissatisfied. "If you're not going to add me, at least give me a reply. Why ignore me? Besides, do you think it's easy to deal with all those chuunibyou (delusional) teenagers dressed as cosplayers on the streets?"

The handsome young man nodded in agreement with her words, "Does she really think she's some kind of chivalrous hero?"

[img=700,393]htt It will take until this part of the story ends to recover.

Chapter 163 If you're going to talk about this, I'm not sleepy anymore.

"Hahaha, Qing Yuan, I admire you so much! Didn't you hear what they said? Still pretending to be a chivalrous hero? Hahaha." The young man in white almost spat out his tea, and casually put his hand on the other's shoulder.

Qing Yuan frowned slightly, thinking that the other party was just a few students, young and fearless, so he pretended not to hear it, but he still felt a little displeased.

Seeing Qing Yuan remain silent, the young man in white suddenly became interested. "Hey, you guys."

"What's wrong?" The handsome young man saw that Xiao Lin still looked aggrieved, but he wasn't going to say anything more.

However, Han Shiyu had a vague sense of unease and spoke first, "My classmates were in the wrong just now, and I apologize on their behalf."

After speaking, she bowed slightly.

The young man in white was taken aback for a moment, then chuckled a few times. "Haha, it's alright. It's not that Brother Qing doesn't want to give you his contact information, but he already has a Daoist partner. If he really gave it to you, you probably wouldn't be able to leave Jiangzhou."

"What?" The handsome young man froze, along with his classmates, all looking incredulous. "What are you talking about? Daoist partners? Aren't you guys overdoing it? What era are we living in? Why are you still trying to act so profound? Is this funny?"

"Hmm?" The white-robed youth's gaze snapped, and a white light flashed. The chair the handsome young man had just been sitting on suddenly split open, breaking in two and leaving only a smooth cut. The person in question was stunned on the spot, his face filled with disbelief.

Even Han Shiyu and Xiao Lin were stunned. One of the female classmates was so frightened that she fell off her chair, covered her mouth, and her legs went weak.

"Gu Bai, this is going too far! How dare you attack ordinary people? I will surely kill you!" Qing Yuan frowned slightly and said with dissatisfaction.

"Haha, just kidding." Gu Bai glanced at the handsome young man, and a knowing look from him made the other man turn pale.

Xiao Lin was terrified and shook Han Shiyu's arm violently. "Shiyu, they're so scary! Let's go quickly! Let's go back to find the teacher!"

Seeing that her classmates also looked anxious, Han Shiyu felt a little panicked. Could it be that the other party really dared to kill someone? This is a society governed by law.

"Huh?"

"Xiaoxue, what's wrong?" Tang Ling asked, puzzled.

"There's an acquaintance here, and it seems they've run into a bit of trouble." Ling Mengxue smiled and stepped forward anyway.

When she saw the two young men carrying long swords, she sensed something was wrong.

"Uh, you must be Han."

A gentle, ethereal female voice rang out, startling Han Shiyu and the others. They all looked over and exchanged bewildered glances for a while.

Could it be that they know each other?

Ling Mengxue ignored the others, calmly took out an envelope, handed it directly to Han Shiyu, and smiled, "Your reply, and a message from Miss Mo."

"If you're talking about that, then I won't be sleepy anymore," Han Shiyu quickly replied, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

Upon opening the door, although the young man from last time was too busy to teach her, having Miss Mo as her mentor was definitely not a loss for her.

Although the letter diverted some people's attention, most people's eyes remained focused on Ling Mengxue, as if her every glance and smile could touch everyone's heartstrings.

"Miss, you're so pretty! Can I take a picture with you?" Xiaolin's eyes sparkled, and she completely forgot about what had just happened.

Gu Bai glanced at Ling Mengxue and was inexplicably a little flustered. "Brother Qing, that girl is even prettier than your wife."

Qing Yuan paid no attention. Sensing the aura emanating from the other party, he frowned slightly, then suddenly stood up, clasped his hands in greeting, and said, "May I ask which sect this young lady belongs to? Would you be so kind as to spar with me?"

"??"

The moment the words were spoken, the entire room fell silent.

Seeing that there was something to watch, Tang Ling and the others gathered around, "Xiao Xue, someone wants to spar with you!"

Lan Yuxin and Liu Yinxuan looked at the two young men carrying swords with curiosity on their faces.

"What's going on? Are they going to fight?"

Upon hearing the word "fight," everyone's eyes lit up; they were wide awake at the mention of it.

However, most people remained rational.

Why would a girl like you fight a swordsman? Isn't that just asking for death? You're such a naive kid.

Many of the diners nearby were original residents of the Jiangzhou Ancient City, and upon seeing this scene, they all shook their heads and sighed.

Almost everyone dressed strangely in this place is a big shot. It's best to stay away from them if possible. There was a time when a tourist accidentally offended them and was brutally murdered, and the person was never held accountable.

So now everyone has their own rule: don't mess with those chuunibyou (delusional) cosplayers.

Regardless of gender, some women dressed as catgirls or rabbitgirls, while others dressed as men in black, carrying large swords and knives, completely out of place in modern society.

Ling Mengxue looked back at Lan Yuxin and the others, and seeing that they also wanted her to go up and spar, she couldn't help but feel a little helpless.

Although Han Shiyu didn't know who Ling Mengxue was, she could tell from her words that she was one of their own, so she became a little worried. "Little sister, how about we call it even?"

Ling Mengxue shook her head. It was just a friendly spar, and she happened to enjoy fighting, so this was the perfect opportunity.

"Miss, please go outside. This place is too small. There's a martial arts arena not far from here." Qing Yuan smiled slightly. He could sense that this was a master!

Soon, the group arrived at the town square.

The square was surrounded by vendors busy hawking their wares, as well as shops and taverns. Passersby, seeing the excitement, gathered around.

Among them was a young girl in a blue dress, munching on a candied hawthorn, her face full of excitement, who joined the crowd.

What's wrong with watching the excitement?

Even fairies love watching the excitement!

However, when Yao Qingyi saw one of the people on the stage, she immediately recognized him. "Isn't this one of those bad guys from before? He's definitely going to get a beating!"

"..."

Upon hearing Yao Qingyi's words, the people around her quickly made way for her, looking at her with strange expressions.

She's such a pretty young girl, why does she like to talk badly about others?

You can never truly know a person's heart just by looking at their face. Could it be that she's just jealous because someone else is prettier than her?

"Miss Ling, please make your move!"

On the martial arts stage, Qing Yuan had a slight smile on his lips, holding a sword on his back with one hand.

Although the other person seemed unfathomable, they were only seventeen or eighteen years old. How strong could they possibly be?

Qing Yuan himself is already a master of the Origin Transformation Realm. He has rid the city of evil and won the hearts of many people. Many of those present are his fans, who have come specifically to cheer him on. (?˙o˙)?

Whether anyone came specifically to see the beautiful women is unknown.

Passersby and onlookers kept taking photos and videos with their phones, leaving Ling Mengxue and Lan Yuxin speechless.

Do all these people really enjoy watching a spectacle?

[Img=700,1071]htt Heqingheli~

Chapter 164 Magic? Spells?!

"Go, Miss Ling!"

"Um?"

Tang Ling and the others were taken aback. They hadn't even greeted their own people yet, so why were outsiders starting to cheer them on first?

Ling Mengxue glanced at Han Shiyu with a slight smile on her face. With Xi He's analytical skills, she could grasp all the information about the other party at a glance. This Qing Yuan was just a martial artist at the Fourth Realm of Origin Transformation.

After thinking it over, Ling Mengxue, under the shocked gazes of Qing Yuan and the others, directly reached into the void and pulled out a sharp, silver-black Tang sword.

"Hmm? Magical Girls?!" Qing Yuan's eyes lit up, and his fighting spirit rose instead of falling, becoming somewhat excited.

Gu Bai, Han Shiyu, and the others were equally dumbfounded. The young lady who had just spoken to them was actually Magical Girls?!

The onlookers were completely dumbfounded, only able to gasp and take pictures.

Yao Qingyi bit off a candied hawthorn and stuffed it into her mouth, feeling utterly amazed by what she was seeing. "Could this be the magic trick that's been passed down through the folk? How incredible!"

"Starbreaker Moon!"

Ling Mengxue quickly assumed a sword stance. She now possessed the strength of the Origin Transformation Star Engraving, the Low Tier of magic, and the fifth level of gene cultivation, and the power of these three abilities could be combined!

With a single slash, she cut through the water, the moonlight and the blade's shadow flashing across the training ground, actually cleaving it in two!

Qing Yuan's pupils contracted sharply, and he quickly dodged to the side. If he had been hit by that blade, he might have died.

No, I'm definitely going to die!

Are Magical Girls really this twisted?

Qing Yuan was filled with fear, but his eyes still burned with fierce fighting spirit.

"Clang!"

A crisp sword cry resounded throughout the arena. Qing Yuan instantly transformed into a blue phantom, moving around the arena in a large S-shape. With a final sword strike, he created seven sword shadows in mid-air, as graceful as a gazelle hanging its horns, displaying exquisite skill and showcasing his unparalleled swordsmanship to the fullest!

Ling Mengxue thought there would be something fun to watch, so she quietly watched the other person show off, but this was it?

It's all show and no substance!

"Sever Star Thoughts!"

With her sword behind her back, she casually slashed horizontally, not even bothering to look at the people around her. A dazzling silver sword light instantly swept across the arena, and then, to the astonishment of Qing Yuan, Gu Bai, and the other onlookers, it shattered all the sword techniques in an instant.

Finally, the remaining force of the Star Trace Sword Shadow struck Qing Yuan's sword back directly.

"Puff!"

As the light faded, all that remained was the sight of the shattered azure sword and Qing Yuan spitting blood as he flew backward. His robes were torn to shreds by the sword energy, and he was covered in wounds, looking utterly disheveled. Yet, he couldn't help but exclaim, "Magical Girls, you're really awesome!"

Seeing this, Gu Bai sighed helplessly, used his lightness skill to leap up, and caught the person in one go. "Brother Qing, your swordsmanship is not good enough. You can't even beat a high school girl."

"Pfft!" Upon hearing this, Qing Yuan nearly spat out another mouthful of blood. "You bastard, you think you can do what I can? Go up there and try fighting if you dare!"

"This... never mind, we people would never bully the weak! This has always been my principle as Lone Sword!"

"..."

"Miss Ling is so amazing?!" Seeing this, Han Shiyu became even more certain of her idea of becoming her apprentice!

Tang Ling's eyes were filled with dizziness; she felt that Ling Mengxue was even more formidable than before!

A group of onlookers stared wide-eyed. What was going on?

"It's Magical Girls! Ah! Miss, I'm your fan!"

Someone shouted something, and the scene instantly erupted in cheers again.

"I refuse to accept this!"

"Um?"

"Who is speaking?"

Puzzled, everyone turned to look, and there stood a pretty young girl in a light blue dress, walking towards them. She held a candied hawthorn in her left hand and a crystal ball in her right, with sugar frosting on her lips, creating a truly peculiar scene.

At this moment, Yao Qingyi looked indignant. Her martial uncle had once told her that magic tricks were all fake, used to fool children. So she decided to expose their little tricks and prevent the people from being deceived!