Cold Clouds

Lin Xiaoxiao returned to the Fulu Sect and made some small movements. It felt like she had made a breakthrough.

When she walked out of her room, Lin Xiaoxiao saw a person sitting cross-legged at the door.

...What the hell? Lin Xiaoxiao looked at the man in front of her, her eyes gradually filled with doubt.

"You are Fellow Daoist Liu, right?" the man suddenly spoke, opened his eyes and looked at Lin Xiaoxiao, looking serious.

"Is there something?" Lin Xiaoxiao thought that she had not spent a long time in the Fulu Sect and would not make enemies, and she had indeed never seen this man before.

"I am the first in this month-end competition. I heard that some people did not participate. I feel that it is not appropriate for me to be the first, so I specially look for the non-participants to challenge." The man sat cross-legged on the ground and spoke sincerely, "I hope that Brother Liu will help me."

Crazy, Lin Xiaoxiao thought.

She was always easygoing, and the other party didn't seem to have any ill intentions. Since the other party had come to her door to be beaten, why should she refuse? By the way, she could try to see how much strength she could mobilize with her current identity, just as a practice.

"Okay." Lin Xiaoxiao nodded.

After a while, she and the man appeared on the fighting arena in the Fulu Sect.

The arena is smaller than the one I used to attend when I joined the sect... Lin Xiaoxiao looked around and finally set her sights on the man.

At the peak of the Void Refining Stage, the spiritual roots should be the three spiritual roots of water, fire and wood. The fire spiritual root is very weak and the aura is not strong. It should have just been condensed.

Uh... her current cultivation level is the middle stage of the Void Refining Realm. As for her strength... it should be enough without having to control those weapons.

Well, it's good to practice.

"My name is He Wenhui, thank you for your guidance." The man bowed to Lin Xiaoxiao and said.

"Well, Liu Xiao, please give me some advice." Lin Xiaoxiao answered casually.

As the elder gave the order, a pair of wheel blades immediately appeared in He Wenhui's hands.

Wheel blade? Lin Xiaoxiao had never seen this thing before. She didn't have such a weapon among her more than 2,000 magic weapons. How did this thing work? I wanted to play with it... Lin Xiaoxiao thought so, and her hands kept moving. Flying needles kept flying out. He Wenhui kept blocking them with the wheel blades in both hands, but even if the flying needles were knocked away, they would be controlled by Lin Xiaoxiao's mental power and fly back to He Wenhui.

Lin Xiaoxiao seemed very comfortable and relaxed as she controlled the flying needles. From this perspective, although He Wenhui had completely blocked the attack, he was indeed in a rather embarrassing state.

He Wenhui narrowed his eyes and let out a low roar. His whole body was covered by a layer of spiritual energy shell. The flying needles pierced it with clanking sounds, but they could not be easily broken.

Well, his performance is much better than that of the guy whose defense was broken by a needle. Is it true that that guy was too weak?

But it was only a little better. Lin Xiaoxiao flicked her finger slightly, and a silver needle carrying an amazing wave of air came to He Wenhui at an extremely fast speed, firmly nailing it on the spiritual armor that wrapped He Wenhui.

Then Lin Xiaoxiao snapped her fingers, and spiritual power exploded from the flying needles, creating a gap in the spiritual power protection on He Wenhui's face.

A flying needle had flown into the gap, pointing directly at He Wenhui's right eye.

If He Wenhui couldn't take this attack, Lin Xiaoxiao would definitely stop the flying needles.

But it is obvious that He Wenhui will not be taken down so easily.

The next moment, He Wenhui dodged all the incoming attacks with strange movements and began to approach Lin Xiaoxiao.

This guy is still quite capable. Lin Xiaoxiao played the flying needle, not intending to do anything else, just watching He Wenhui coming over.

Hmm... the distance is about right. — — Both sides thought so.

He Wenhui suddenly threw the wheel blade in his right hand towards Lin Xiaoxiao's chest. This attack was as fast as lightning, with a fierce momentum that seemed to penetrate the air. Then, he stepped forward and moved closer to Lin Xiaoxiao.

His goal was very clear - to engage in a fierce battle with Lin Xiaoxiao in close combat. He believed that his strength and skills could gain an advantage in close combat and deal a fatal blow to his opponent. After all, the means that Lin Xiaoxiao had shown so far were obviously specialized in long-range combat, and he was confident that he could suppress Lin Xiaoxiao in close combat.

But Lin Xiaoxiao was not afraid of close combat.

Reaching out and grasping the wheel blade directly, Lin Xiaoxiao was not affected at all. She grasped a long red mace in her right hand and smashed it directly towards He Wenhui with all her strength.

He Wenhui braked in time and took two steps back to avoid being hit, but he was still knocked back a few more steps by the air wave.

After a loud bang, Lin Xiaoxiao, holding a scarlet long mace, stood in the middle of the cracked arena. She threw the wheel blade back to He Wenhui and said in a light tone: "Continue?"

He Wenhui stared at the arena in a daze, and after a while he came to his senses and shook his head.

“No… no.”

Melee suppression? Suppression hammer... one hit on the head will make it explode.

Hmm? All right. Lin Xiaoxiao didn't care too much. She felt that what she had just done was normal for her current level of cultivation, or even a little lower, so she didn't think there was anything wrong.

But in the eyes of other spectators, the scene just now was just like "the girl next door has grown up, with strength as strong as a mountain and courage as unrivaled as the world".

There weren't many people who could crack the ground of the arena during the entire month-end competition, let alone accomplish such a feat with a single strike.

However, Lin Xiaoxiao did not have this awareness. After all, many of the physical cultivators of the same period she met were actually able to fight with her, but she did not seem to expect that the one who could fight with her was already the best of the same period.

Very good, I won first place. Lin Xiaoxiao nodded slightly, put away the red long mace, and waved her hand: "Then, I will leave first and go back to retreat."

How come this person is either practicing or on the way to practice? Everyone thought so as they watched Lin Xiaoxiao leave.

"Sister Liu Xiao - here, here -" Jin Tao waved her hand while holding a bitten fruit and spoke.

Ah, then I won’t go back to the room for now, I’ll just stay with Jin Tao.

……

At this time, Chen Jiuyuan was sitting in the clan master's house, frowning and looking worried.

The fact that he has the fruit of immortality should only be known to Ding Cun, Elder Qi and Elder Ma... Why has the news spread among his disciples recently... Could it be that it has really spread? How could it be... He must be assured of Ding Cun's position, but Elder Qi and Elder Ma...

In fact, he was very confident in these two people, so how could it be possible... that one of them was an undercover agent... This was the possibility he least wanted to think of, but it was now obvious that this possibility was most in line with the current situation.

Chen Jiuyuan frowned and sighed.

Neither of them behaved suspiciously, so it was hard to confirm who it was. He had been observing them recently, but both of them were completely flawed.

This sect is the result of his hard work, and he cannot let it be ruined like this.

We must find that undercover agent.