Quick Wear: Cousin, Come to the Bowl Quickly

Ten years of sharpening a sword, Frost Blade has never tried.

Today, Ba Shijun, who is injustice?

On the sword-testing stage, the breeze was blowing gently, and two figures, one blue and one purple, stood facing each other.

The blue-clothed male swordsman had a slender figure and sharp eyes. He held the sword tightly in his hand, and the sword energy lingered around him, looking like he was ready to strike.

The female swordsman standing opposite him had an indifferent expression, as if she didn't take him seriously, but her slightly pale fingers pressing on the hilt of the sword revealed that she was also nervous.

At the command, the male cultivator in green took the first step. He moved slightly, and after a clanging sound, his sword was as fast as the wind, stabbing straight at the female cultivator opposite.

The moment he attacked, the purple-clothed female cultivator flashed like a flowing cloud, and lightly widened the distance between the two of them, easily avoiding this fierce attack.

The next moment, she turned her wrist, unsheathed her sword, and with the sword's force as fast as a rainbow and a dancing silver snake, she attacked back at the male swordsman.

The male cultivator failed in his first attack and seeing the woman attacking him again, he quickly drew his sword to block. The two swords collided, making a teeth-grinding clanging sound. Before he could withdraw his sword to attack again, the female sword cultivator had already used the force to fly backwards, like a nimble swift, and with a swift turn in the air, she leaped into the air.

The next moment, a clear voice was heard in the air, "Spiritual water condenses into frost, the sword moves slowly, the spiritual lake traps the steps, and the flowing waves bind the light!" Several sword energies turned into countless water-colored shadows, covering the male cultivator.

Upon seeing this, the male cultivator chanted a spell, and in just a moment, the sword in his hand glowed brightly red, and the sword body emitted a blazing flame. He smiled contemptuously, raised the sword and rushed towards the water-colored light and shadows in the sky.

The moment the water-colored light and shadow met the red sword, it immediately turned into steaming white vapor and dissipated in the air. Seeing this, the male cultivator's smile deepened a little. He pointed his toes and soared into the air, raising his sword without hesitation towards the female cultivator in the air.

As the distance between the two was getting closer and closer, just as the red sword broke through the layers of mist and was about to pierce the female cultivator's body, the male cultivator's body suddenly stopped in mid-air, and the tip of his sword could not move forward even a little bit.

He was startled and looked down quickly, only to see a huge vine had grown on the sword-testing platform, which was originally empty. The vine was lush and leafy, with branches and vines spreading in all directions. It was as thick as two people could hug together, and it was now growing upwards with its fangs and claws bared, looking very scary.

The reason why he couldn't move was that his feet were entangled by a vine as thick as a bowl, hanging in the air. His face darkened and he subconsciously wanted to swing his sword to cut the vine under his feet.

But the female cultivator above him would never give him a chance. The moment he lowered his head, a low Buddhist chanting sound was heard. In an instant, a golden light enveloped his whole body and knocked him to the ground.

He raised his head with difficulty and tried to get up, but he only saw a flash of cold sword light coming towards his face. He subconsciously closed his eyes, but after a moment, the expected severe pain did not come.

He slowly opened his eyes, but was so frightened by the scene in front of him that his pupils trembled. It turned out that the female cultivator's sword stopped only half an inch away from his eyes. As long as he moved a little more, the tip of the sword with a cold glow would pierce his eyes.

"Lingyun Sword Sect, Lin Xi, wins!"

On the sword-testing stage, after a deafening gong sound, a loud and powerful shout announced the result of the competition.

Lin Xi sheathed his sword, then reached out and pulled the man up from the ground, clasping his fists and saying, "Thank you."

The male cultivator had already put away his contempt and said with a blushing face, "My skills are inferior to others."

Lin Xi smiled and shook her head, without saying anything more, she turned and walked down the stage.

"Wow! Junior Sister Lin, you were so amazing just now! You defeated Qin Song so easily. You really helped me vent my anger."

As soon as Lin Xi stepped down from the sword-testing stage, the people from the Lingyun Sword Sect who were waiting in the audience surrounded her, especially Song Qingguang, who had an admiring look on his face and wanted to rush up and give Lin Xi a bear hug.

"You still have the nerve to say that, but you were knocked down in the second round. Let's see how you're going to explain to the master when you get back." Yue Qian beside him shook her head and poked his shoulder with some disappointment.

"Alas, I have wood spiritual roots, and he has fire spiritual roots. They are born to defeat me. What can I do?" Song Qingguang shrank his neck, his eyes a little evasive.

"How can Xixi's wood spiritual roots defeat him?" Luo Qinghe rarely spoke and teased Song Qingguang.

"Junior Sister Lin has water spiritual roots, and water controls fire." Song Qingguang still argued. Seeing that everyone wanted to tease him, he quickly begged for mercy, "Okay, okay, after this is over, I will practice hard, so don't laugh at me."

At this point, he suddenly lowered his voice and spoke mysteriously to the people around him, "We have been in the Yaoguang Sword Sect for half a month and haven't been out for a walk. I heard that there is a restaurant in the market at the foot of the Yaoguang Sword Sect that sells a fine wine called "Meng Nan Ke". It is fragrant and has a scent that can be smelled for miles. It is said to be more mellow than the Fourth Elder's Hundred Days Drunk. Everyone who has tasted it has good things to say about it. Junior Sister Lin happened to win today, so why don't we go and give it a try?"

Lingyun Sword Sect has a very strict religious system. Except when elders are present or on important occasions, disciples are not allowed to drink alcohol privately. Once discovered, they will be beaten with ten boards. However, the disciples are at the age of youth and the more they are forbidden to do something, the more they want to do the opposite.

It would have been bad enough that they were restricted in the sect on weekdays, but now that they were outside the sect, the elders were busy with something and had no time to take care of them. Therefore, except for the calm Yue Qian, the rest of the people were tempted after hearing what Song Qingguang said.

"Go ahead, go ahead. Now that the elders can't take care of us, we don't have to stay any longer. We just have to hurry back before the gate of Yaoguang Sword Sect is locked." Seeing everyone's moved expressions, Song Qingguang hurriedly continued.

"Senior Brother Song, have you forgotten that even though the elders can't take care of us, we still have the eldest brother." Luo Qinghe has been very depressed these days. Although he also wants to drink, he still has some concerns.

"Shh!" Song Qingguang quickly made a gesture to keep quiet, looked around guiltily, and then continued, "Senior Brother has been called away by the elders, so I'm telling you now. Don't let anything slip." After saying that, his gaze stayed on Lin Xi for a moment.

"Xixi, do you want to go?" Luo Qinghe thought for a moment, turned to look at Lin Xi and asked.

Lin Xi saw the expectation in her eyes, and thought that she must be feeling bad these days. The words of rejection that were on the tip of her tongue suddenly stopped. She hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "Go ahead. It happens that we don't have any competitions this afternoon, so we can go early and come back early."

"Great, Xixi still understands me." Seeing Lin Xi nod, Song Qingguang was happy for a moment, and followed Luo Qinghe to call Lin Xi's nickname.

"Do you think you can call me Xixi? Be careful that the senior brother hears you, or he will punish you again." Yue Qian couldn't help but patted Song Qingguang's shoulder again, signaling him not to get carried away.

"Hehe, I'm just happy for a moment. Don't worry, I definitely won't call you that in front of Senior Brother." Song Qingguang quickly closed his mouth and looked at Lin Xi with eyes full of teasing.

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