I'm a passerby, I'm the daughter of God

Jiang Changli stood on the stage, holding the sword tightly in his hand. Ever since he lost to Chi Yue last time, he has been brooding over it and practicing hard all the time, just to get back at his old self. It was not easy to get this opportunity, so he couldn't miss it.

He pointed his sword at Chi Yue: "Do you dare to fight?"

Chi Yue looked at Jiang Changli. Since Jiang Ranran was imprisoned, Jianfeng had been much more low-key. The peak master, Gu Xuanxiao, was in seclusion, and the disciples under his tutelage had not been heard to do anything except practicing.

This guy, after I beat him last time, every time I meet him, his eyes always stare at me, as if he wants to find some flaws so that he can turn defeat into victory. I guess he's been thinking about this day. Forget it, I'll just help him. Alas, she's a pretty good person.

Chi Yue made a sword flower and said, "If you want to fight, then fight, but don't cry if you lose."

Jiang Changli was furious when he heard this: "Who is crying? I didn't cry when I lost last time."

Oh no, we lost last time. This sentence awakened the memories of many disciples below the stage.

"Last time, Senior Brother Changli lost to Senior Sister Chiyue..."

"Ah? This is happening. When?"

"It was last time on the challenge stage. Senior Sister Chi Yue didn't even draw her sword at that time?"

"I think Senior Brother Changli will lose this time."

"I don't think so. Senior Brother Changli has been in seclusion for a while and has been practicing hard. Senior Brother Changli is in the Golden Core Stage, so he may not lose."

"But he met Senior Sister Chi Yue. She was able to fight with Senior Brother Ji Xuan for hundreds of moves. Can Senior Brother Chang Li fight with Senior Brother Ji Xuan for hundreds of moves?"

Jiang Changli: “…” Thank you, you guys know how to compare.

Listening to the disciples' whispered discussions, Jiang Changli said to himself: Don't be afraid before the battle. You should practice hard during this period. It is still unknown who will win.

Before Jiang Changli could prepare himself mentally, Chi Yue stepped forward with a sword, without using spiritual power, her sword moves were still extremely powerful. After a few moves, Jiang Changli was a little frightened, and realized that he was no match for her.

Fortunately, Chi Yue did not use any ruthless force, but just fought normally. The two fought back and forth for more than a hundred moves before stopping.

"I lost. I really can't beat you."

Chi Yue looked at the dejected Jiang Changli and put away her sword: "Don't be discouraged. Your senior brother can't beat me either."

Jiang Changli felt much better after hearing this. Yes, the eldest senior brother couldn't beat him either, and was put in solitary confinement for three months. It's not shameful for me to lose.

Jianfeng's senior brother Zhou Junze stood in the audience with a dark face: "..." First of all, I didn't provoke any of you.

The inner disciples of Jianfeng were somewhat unconvinced after hearing this. Even if the second senior brother couldn't beat him, the eldest senior brother might still be able to beat him.

Someone shouted, "Our Senior Brother Jianfeng may not be defeated. He is already in the middle stage of the Golden Core and is only one step away from the late stage."

"Yes, even if the Second Brother can't beat him, the First Brother can definitely..."

"But, didn't they fight before? Senior Brother Junze was even locked up in a restricted area for three months..."

"That was an accident. Senior Brother must have been careless at that time..."

I was careless and lost the battle. Chi Yue shrugged and said it didn't matter. She wasn't afraid even if the two of them came together.

Zhou Junze stood in the audience, not saying a word. He didn't know whether to leave or not.

A disciple from Jianfeng said: "Big Brother, show them Fufeng a little bit of his power..."

"Yes, big brother, go ahead, beat her so hard that her mother won't recognize her..."

Suddenly, Zhou Junze felt a little pain on his face, but he was now being roasted on the fire. If he left, people would say that he was afraid of her. If he didn't leave, and if he really lost, how could he save face?

But the atmosphere has been set to this point, we have no choice but to go.

Zhou Junze flew onto the stage, drew his sword and said, "Today we will only compete in moves, not fists and feet."

Oh no, he is afraid of being beaten into a pig's head. Well, okay, there are so many disciples watching, just give him some face.

Chi Yue nodded.

Zhou Junze felt relieved and used Wind Shadow Without Trace. He had a mutated wind spiritual root, and this was a sword technique he practiced specifically for it. Combined with his wind spiritual root, it was extremely powerful.

Mu Yunjing watched his senior brother perform the Wind Shadow Sword Technique and had a bad feeling.

Chi Yue made a sword flower, and started with the same move as Zhou Junze, and then used the Wind Shadow Without Trace. The two used the same sword technique, and even though Zhou Junze had the wind spirit root, he did not gain any advantage.

Zhou Junze was surprised. How could she know the Wind Shadow Sword Technique?

Mu Yunjing was even more frightened. The last time he saw this set of swordsmanship was in the secret realm of Taoyuan City. Could it be that Chi Yue was the masked female cultivator? Looking at Qian Ruhai, who was also excited, and several inner disciples of the headmaster beside him, yes, Qian Ruhai had always called her the boss, just like in Taoyuan City, and her reaction was too slow.

Maybe he was still immersed in the emotion of being backstabbed by his junior sister at that time, so he didn't come out and paid less attention to the outside world. He felt something was wrong before and should have thought of it earlier.

Gradually, Zhou Junze began to fall into a disadvantage: "You also have wind spiritual roots?" Why didn't she hear about it when she entered the sect? Doesn't she have five spiritual roots?

Chi Yue said expressionlessly: "No, I have mixed five spiritual roots."

After saying this, even fearing that he might not be able to do it, he formed a seal with his palms and summoned a wave of water to rush towards Zhou Junze. He was not careful for a moment and was soaked.

"I don't use water spirit roots very often, and I haven't been able to control the amount. Let me help you dry it."

The palm of her hand summoned flames again. Zhou Junze was shocked when he saw the flames. The last time he was burned by her fire, he was locked up in the forbidden area for three months and still hadn't recovered. When he came out, he was still in pain.

Zhou Junze reacted very quickly and stretched out his hand: "No need." He performed a cleansing spell on himself and immediately recovered as before.

Chi Yue: “…” She was speechless. This was just an ordinary flame. She did not release the Red Lotus Karma Fire.

Zhou Junze watched her retract the flame and asked, "How do you know the Wind Shadow Sword Technique?" This is the secret of their Jiang family. Except for the direct descendants of the Wind Spiritual Root, no one knows this sword technique. Especially those who do not have the Wind Spiritual Root, they cannot practice it at all. Even if they have the sword technique in hand, they can only watch helplessly.

Chi Yue shrugged and said, "Last time you came to provoke me and were locked up in the forbidden area, didn't you use it before?"

"This...this...you only knew it that time? But I only used three moves...you used more than three moves today..."

"Yeah, you only knew three moves before, but didn't you just use three more moves today? I was just about to ask, does your sword technique only have six moves? Why do you use it over and over again? Don't you like the seventh move?"

Looking at Chi Yue's questioning face, Zhou Junze felt relieved: "I only know six moves, and I haven't learned the seventh move yet."

"Then why don't you go and learn it quickly."

"You...you...are going too far...it's not that easy to learn sword techniques."

Chi Yue spread her hands: "Is it difficult?"

Zhou Junze: “…” Damn, there’s a sentence I want to say but I don’t know whether I should say it or not.