Look, Senior Sister Is Holding Back

A single sentence caused an uproar!

The watching Disciples looked at each other, each thinking they had misheard Xiao Bai.

Even Mu Yun was taken aback.

Anyone who didn't know better would think they were facing a hidden expert!

Her Divine Sense scanned Xiao Bai for a long time, confirming that he hadn't even started Qi Refining, possessing only Fetal Breath Second Layer Cultivation, and that there seemed to be some of his Master's Medicinal Power outside his Dantian Wall.

Heart-Returning Powder...

Could that be the reason he chose to fight?

"Are you sure you want to fight?"

The Young Girl still couldn't believe it.

Until Xiao Bai drew his talisman-covered Personal Sword.

"To be precise, it's a Sword Arts competition."

A talisman-covered Flying Sword?

The watching Disciples looked at each other, barely suppressing their laughter.

Even the Onmyoji, who had been watching from afar in the Pill Pavilion, quickly ran over to mediate.

He leaned close to Xiao Bai's ear and whispered:

"Martial Granduncle, this sword is mainly for Sword Riding Flight, it doesn't have any combat enhancements."

Xiao Bai shuddered when he heard that.

He had to admit, this guy's whisper... was too tingly.

Disgusting.

Xiao Bai remained calm and composed, unmoving as a mountain, and waved his hand, saying:

"I don't need enhancements, as long as the sword doesn't hold me back."

"..."

The Onmyoji's tone faltered, unable to speak.

Mu Yun found it a bit strange; Xiao Bai seemed to have some confidence.

"Are there any additional conditions to your fight?"

Xiao Bai nodded.

"Considering I haven't started Qi Refining yet, we'll only compete in Sword Arts... can Senior Sister seal her Cultivation to the Fetal Breath Realm?"

"Fair enough."

Mu Yun guessed that this guy must have some Sword Arts foundation before joining the sect.

He might even be a member of the Chaoge City Imperial Guards reserve team.

In the Imperial Guards, many Mortal Experts believed that Cultivators could only bully people with Spiritual Pressure, and that Sword Arts were just fancy embroidery; Sword Arts without Spiritual Power were no match for the Imperial Guards.

She used to think so too.

Until she started cultivating...

The enhancement of Spiritual Power to the comprehension of Sword Arts was etched into every inch of her muscles and bones.

Even if she sealed her Spiritual Power, the memory in those muscles and bones wouldn't disappear, and her Sword Arts could still crush Mortal Experts.

Thinking this, she earnestly warned Xiao Bai:

"Don't think my Sword Arts are just for sewing clothes and hoeing the ground; I'll poke so many holes in you that you won't even cry out in pain."

Well, well, you're also proficient in Butcher's Sword Technique?

Xiao Bai suddenly felt much more confident.

If Senior Sister used other Sword Arts against him, he would be a little apprehensive.

But if they were competing in Butcher's Sword Technique, hehehehe...

"Please, Senior Sister, show mercy."

Xiao Bai cupped his hands in a polite bow.

Mu Yun pursed her thin lips and drew her sword with a flourish.

"Let's begin."

Seeing that he couldn't stop his Martial Granduncle from embarrassing himself, the Onmyoji had no choice but to carefully lay out the rules for showing mercy--

First, using Cultivation above the Fetal Breath level would be considered a loss.

Second, any part of the body exceeding the designated combat area would be considered a loss.

Third, drawing blood would be considered a loss.

Fourth, falling to the ground counts as a loss.

Fifth, conceding defeat counts as a loss.

At this moment, most of the Hundred Herbs Peak Disciples had gathered at the Hundred Herbs Garden, sitting cross-legged on the pavilion rooftops to watch from afar.

Everyone felt that the result was already determined, and there was no tension, so the atmosphere was relatively harmonious.

The Onmyoji used a cyan light seal to mark out a square Arena, ten zhang in size, in the center of the plaza.

Center of the Arena.

The sword competition had already begun.

Gleaming swords and flashing blades.

A battle of chickens.

Even with her Cultivation sealed at the Fetal Breath Second Layer, Mu Yun's waist and arm Power, and the nimbleness of her movements, far surpassed Xiao Bai.

Her swordsmanship was not limited to the Butcher's Sword Technique; instead, she interspersed various sword techniques.

Xiao Bai could only endure.

Remaining inconspicuous, his movements barely dodging Mu Yun's sword strikes, his clothes were torn in several places.

The Onmyoji narrowed its Eye slightly, remaining expressionless.

The watching Disciples all felt that Senior Sister Mu Yun was teasing Martial Granduncle, playing with him until he was miserable enough before deciding the outcome.

However, Mu Yun was not holding back.

She began to increase her use of the Butcher's Sword Technique.

The misty green of her skirt fluttered like Bamboo Leaves, the sound of her bamboo shoes tapping out like the sound of horses' hooves, her petite figure dancing gracefully like a bee or butterfly.

Especially the smooth and slender White Silk, dazzling Xiao Bai's Eye, forcing him into the southwest corner.

In that instant!

Xiao Bai suddenly spun around, displaying the Butcher's Sword Technique at the perfect Realm, from a neglected angle—

A sword pierced through the Young Girl's thin, misty shirt below her chest.

It also pierced through the Young Girl's petite body...

The sword aimed at the same spot on Xiao Bai stopped.

The Bluestone Plaza was deathly silent.

A gust of wind came, but the plaza remained silent, as if the air had solidified again.

The watching Disciples on the pavilion were collectively dumbfounded.

How could this be...

The Onmyoji still narrowed its Eye slightly, but the Gaze in the slits surged with undercurrents.

The Young Girl's proud and reserved face froze in an instant.

This was the first time someone had pierced through her body.

She didn't bleed.

Nor did she feel any pain.

--Without a doubt, this was the Butcher's Sword Technique!

Although there was an element of sneak attack, in terms of the Butcher's Sword Technique alone, this man's swordsmanship was likely above hers.

Could this be the reason Master chose him?

Xiao Bai withdrew his sword.

Although the hole in the Young Girl's body didn't bleed, the blade was stained with bright red.

White sword in, red sword out.

He won!

Xiao Bai sheathed his sword, cupped his fist in his palm, and bowed.

"Senior Sister, you yielded."

On the pavilion, the watching Disciples thought about it and still felt that Senior Sister had held back, after all, she didn't seem to be in any pain.

Perhaps she was acting under Master's secret instructions to establish the prestige of the newly arrived Martial Granduncle.

But thinking this way, everyone also perceived Master's deep love for the young Martial Granduncle...

Damn, they were even more envious!

Xiao Bai lowered his sword and bent his waist, seeing that Senior Sister Mu Yun hadn't moved for a long time, he opened his mouth to ask:

"Senior Sister, where are my clothes?"

Looking up, he saw that Senior Sister's proud and reserved Gaze suddenly turned red, as if tears and anger were intertwined.

Mu Yun stared down at Xiao Bai's stomach, and an uncontrollable Spiritual Pressure burst forth!

Her Little White died under this man's Butcher's Sword Technique, and she still hasn't digested it...

Xiao Bai was still immersed in the joy of victory, and for a moment forgot about the rabbit.

He thought his sword just now had hurt Senior Sister's pride or body.

He quickly held Senior Sister's petite shoulders, and asked with concern:

"Senior Sister, what's wrong?"

This touch was terrible, as if Heaven and Earth Changed Color in an instant, causing the Young Girl's about-to-go-berserk Spiritual Pressure to suddenly deflate.

Mu Yun's ears burned, her expression strange, and she suddenly shook off Xiao Bai's hand.

As if trying to restrain something, she didn't say a word, turned around and went back to her Cave Abode.

Xiao Bai:???

I found that every time I write a tsundere Female Lead, I get sprayed, but it doesn't matter, chapters 69-70 will severely punish her!