Quick Wear: Cousin, Come to the Bowl Quickly

The viewing platform was surrounded by water on three sides, half on the shore and half on the water. Now the moonlight was just right, illuminating the surroundings. Apart from the endless lotus leaves, there were no other trees to shade the viewing platform, and the view was extremely broad. It was indeed, as the middle-aged female cultivator had said, a good place for exchanges and competitions.

The two parties stopped when they reached the waterside pavilion. Ye Feishuang turned around and said to Ji Congyan and the others behind him, "You can spar here. Remember, stop when you are satisfied and don't hurt anyone."

The second elder here was also instructing all the disciples, "Do your best, but don't hurt others or yourself." Everyone bowed in response.

The competition officially began. Ji Congyan, who was wearing a long Tianshui green gown, stepped forward from Feiye Pavilion. She looked calm as she bowed to all the disciples of Lingyun Sword Sect and said, "Ji Congyan from Feiye Pavilion, please teach me."

However, although she was bowing to everyone, anyone could see that her target from the beginning to the end was only Wei Qingchuan, who was equally matched with her.

Wei Qingchuan could naturally see her intention, and after returning the greeting with everyone else, he prepared to go out to fight. But before he could take a step, a male voice with a lack of confidence came from behind him: "Song Qingguang of Lingyun Sword Sect, please teach me."

He looked back in surprise, only to see Song Qingguang, who was wearing a snow-blue robe, with a slightly red face and evasive eyes. But when he felt that everyone's eyes were focused on him, he still firmly pushed through the crowd and stood out.

Everyone looked at Ji Congyan, who had already reached the Nascent Soul stage, and then looked at Song Qingguang, who was only in the late Foundation Establishment stage, and they all fell silent for a moment.

"My fellow Taoist, do you really want to spar with me?" Ji Congyan looked Song Qingguang up and down, frowned unconsciously, and spoke uncertainly.

"Of course it's true. I've heard that Fellow Daoist Ji is an expert in swordsmanship, so I came here specially to ask for advice." Song Qingguang stammered out what Lin Xi had just taught him.

"This..." Ye Feishuang looked at Song Qingguang who was struggling to speak, and looked at the second elder and the others with some embarrassment, "The gap between the two of them... I'm afraid they will hurt the child."

She was embarrassed to state the difference in their cultivation levels too bluntly, so she could only hint with her eyes to the Second Elder and the others to persuade Song Qingguang, who seemed to be not very smart.

The Second Elder understood what she meant. Although he was a little depressed, he also knew that what Ye Feishuang said was true. He could only turn his head to look at Song Qingguang who had come out of the crowd, called him to his side, and lowered his voice and said: "Qingguang, I'm afraid your realm is not very compatible with that of Junior Brother Ji, so don't try to show off."

Song Qingguang was actually quite nervous, but he turned his head slightly and caught a glimpse of Lin Xi's encouraging eyes, so he could only bite the bullet and say, "Master, our master always taught us that 'a sword cultivator should not be afraid of dangers and should go against the current'. I have long heard of Fellow Daoist Ji's great name and have long wanted to learn from her. Please help me."

The Second Elder was embarrassed when he saw his sincere attitude, but the Third Elder beside him was very happy after hearing what Song Qingguang said. He patted his shoulder very proudly and said, "Good boy, you are ambitious. Since you have such a broad mind, I, your Third Uncle, will allow you. Go ahead and let them in Feiye Pavilion see that the boys of our Lingyun Sword Sect are not cowards!"

His big hands were like palm-leaf fans, and he didn't hold back his strength in these palm strikes, causing Song Qingguang to stagger and almost lose his balance. However, Song Qingguang, who was originally feeling very guilty, was infected by his heroic words and actually felt a bit heroic in his heart.

"Don't worry, Third Uncle. I will definitely live up to your expectations!" Inspired, Song Qingguang straightened his chest.

Lin Xi, who had been paying attention to him, couldn't help but close her eyes and mourned for him for three seconds in her heart.

"Since this child is eager to learn something, we as the elders cannot refuse. Master Ye, please let him try." The second elder could only shake his head and smile helplessly.

"This... never mind." Ye Feishuang looked a little reluctant, but she finally agreed. She waved for Ji Congyan to come over and whispered a few words to her. The fourth elder who was closest to them only vaguely heard a few words like "don't slap me in the face", "be gentle", "show mercy", etc. He couldn't help but feel a lump in his heart and shook his head and sighed.

After some instructions with different thoughts, Song Qingguang and Ji Congyan finally stood on the observation deck. After a simple greeting, the competition officially began.

In the next quarter of an hour, everyone truly understood the meaning of the word "crush" for the first time. Ji Congyan didn't seem to be using much effort, and most of the time she didn't even draw her sword. However, Song Qingguang, who was much taller than her, always flew out in various unexpected postures, and never repeated them once.

Finally, after he was slapped by Ji Congyan with the scabbard for who knows how many times, Ye Feishuang looked at the man who had been struggling on the ground for a long time, and couldn't help but call for a stop, "Enough, Congyan."

Upon hearing this, Ji Congyan immediately stopped what he was doing, sheathed his sword neatly, then took two steps to Song Qingguang, frowned, and helped him up.

"Hiss! It hurts, it hurts!" But this action touched some wound on his body. Song Qingguang, who was half a head taller than Ji Congyan, suddenly let out a shrill ghost howl, and his body softened and leaned on her.

Ji Congyan's body froze, she pursed her lips and glanced at him with some disdain, but she still resisted the urge to push Jiang Ren away, and lowered her voice and asked, "Can you still walk by yourself?"

Song Qingguang listened to her cold tone and recalled her decisiveness when she attacked him just now. He couldn't help but shudder and subconsciously wanted to stay away from her. However, he was in pain from head to toe, and he was powerless. He could only grit his teeth and said with tears in his eyes, "Please help me, Brother Ji."

Hearing this grown man speaking in a wronged tone, Ji Congyan's brows couldn't help but furrowed even deeper, but when she thought that his current state was caused by herself, she could only patiently help him to the sidelines and handed him over to Lin Xi and others who had been waiting there.

"Is Junior Brother Song okay? It was Yan who attacked him without any severity. I have some excellent medicine and have sent someone to get it as an apology for my disciple." It was obviously his disciple who won, but Ye Feishuang felt inexplicably guilty when he saw Song Qingguang's half-dead appearance.

"They are just some superficial injuries. We all saw it just now. It is obvious that Junior Brother Ji has already restrained his strength, otherwise Qingguang would not have the strength to cry out in pain now." The Fourth Elder looked at Ji Congyan, who had a calm face, and then looked at Song Qingguang, who was supported by several disciples and kept groaning. He felt it was too unbearable to watch.

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