Although the little apprentice sister is weak, she can fight

Shen Qiao picked up an umbrella when he went out. It was only a quarter past two in the afternoon, and there was still an incense stick of time left for the morning competition. As long as he could defeat Zhu Yu within an incense stick of time, he could get the Youran Grass as a prize!

This thing matches the properties of her water spiritual root. Although it only treats the symptoms and not the root cause, it can greatly alleviate the blockage of the spiritual root. If it can make a breakthrough in one fell swoop, it would be even better!

According to the rules of Tianxing Sect, any disciple who breaks through the second stage of Wangchen Realm can accept sect missions to earn bounties. After she has money, she can also exchange it for some medicinal herbs and other things for herself.

However, at her current level, it would take some effort for her to defeat Zhu Yu.

But then again, this guy is a sword fanatic. If we were to compare swordsmanship...

She really has the confidence to give it a try.

He ran all the way and happened to meet the outer door master chef Li Zhaoren who was about to inspect the back kitchen. He saw a black shadow rushing over and reached out to grab it with extremely fast reaction, but Shen Qiao dodged it with a nimble turn.

Escaped???

"Hello, Master Chef!" Shen Qiao turned around and greeted him while running.

Li Zhaoren stared at his empty left hand, stunned. Was that voice just now... Shen Qiao? That mediocre Shengqiao realm cultivator? When did she become so agile?

The more he thought about it, the more worried he became, so Li Zhaoren finally turned around and followed.

He wanted to see what this little girl was doing running so fast on a rainy day. If she had gone crazy from practicing martial arts, he would have to bring her back.

When I finally found him by following the footprints, I saw that Shen Qiao had already climbed onto the ring, and the umbrella was folded and pointed directly at the boy in red standing opposite with a sword in his hand.

The rain flowed down the side of her face, making her already fair and tender face look even paler. Her breath was not stable, but her aura was strong. Facing Zhu Yu, who was two realms higher than her, she was not afraid at all and was even eager to try. There seemed to be a fiery light flashing in her eyes.

"Shen Qiao has a sword! I wonder if Senior Brother Zhu dares to take it!"

As soon as these words were spoken, there was an uproar in the audience.

"She's so disrespectful. Does she know who the person on the other side is?"

"Junior Sister! You're not even qualified to wield a sword! Come down quickly!"

Li Zhaoren was in the crowd, looking at Shen Qiao with a serious look, his mind still on the movement that had just left an afterimage.

It takes at least three years of practice to master the "Liang Yi Step." Not to mention that this girl has only been in the sect for two and a half years, and I haven't taught her anything yet! Could it be that she learned it on her own? But that doesn't look like she's been practicing for two and a half years! This is faster than him, who is at the fourth level of the Xi Tian realm!

The more he thought about it, the more anxious he became. Li Zhaoren was just thinking about how to find a reason to pull the man down, but he heard Zhu Yu stand up and speak.

"Junior sister, please teach me. Zhu Yu will naturally give it a try."

Li Zhaoren covered his heart.

Nothing can be taken lightly in the ring. Zhu Yu has accepted the challenge, and this fight must be fought.

On the stage, Zhu Yu tilted his head slightly and looked at Shen Qiao's outfit expressionlessly. "But Junior Sister, you only have an umbrella in your hand. How are you going to fight me?"

"Use this one." A frivolous male voice sounded at the right time. Everyone went to look for it and saw a long sword that was completely black being thrown out.

Shen Qiao raised his hand to catch the hilt of the sword and drew it out. A cold light flashed by, and the sword light alone was enough to blind people.

Looking at the sword again, it was narrow at the top and wide at the bottom, with a sharp blade and the whole body being as black as ink. It was extremely light in her hand and felt even better than her previous "Qingluan".

"It's a good sword." She shouted and put away the sword neatly. In the surprised eyes of everyone, she threw the black sword back with her backhand.

She looked at Zhu Yu and smiled, "But it's the same if I use an umbrella."

"Nonsense!!" Li Zhaoren couldn't help but shout, but unfortunately no one noticed because they were too far away.

"You are so young, yet you are so arrogant!" Many sword cultivators in the audience were immediately angry.

"Brother Zhu! Show her some color!!"

"Yes! Teach her a lesson!"

Zhu Yu turned a deaf ear to the noise from the audience. He held the silver sword in front of him and frowned as he looked at the little girl in front of him who had just grown to his shoulders, as if he was considering how hard to fight.

He never bothered to argue with children, let alone an arrogant little girl who didn't even have a sword.

"Very good." Zhu Yu unsheathed his silver sword and drew a half circle in front of him. Wherever the sword light touched, the raindrops turned into steaming mist.

"I hope you're not exaggerating."

Shen Qiao smiled cheerfully, "Brother, please teach me!"

After finishing the polite words, Shen Qiao spun the folded umbrella in his hand, stood sideways, bent slightly, and rushed out suddenly. In just a moment, he was in front of him.

What a great speed!

Zhu Yu sighed inwardly, but his hands moved without delay to block with his sword.

There was a loud buzzing sound, and everyone present fell silent. They all frowned and covered their ears.

Several disciples at lower levels even screamed and were almost deafened.

Zhu Yu's pupils suddenly shrank, and he wanted to take a step back, but it was already too late.

How is that possible! She's only at the Shengqiao realm at best! How could her sword energy be stronger than his?!

"you……!"

Before he could finish his words, Zhu Yu felt a sharp pain in his shoulder, and his whole body was thrown back and broke the wooden railing of the ring.

Click!

Zhu Yu knelt on one knee and thrust his sword into the ground before he could stabilize his body and stop. He stared at the broken arena for half a second, then came to his senses and tried to stand up, but found that his left shoulder collapsed effortlessly, forcing him to kneel back down.

When I say one sword, I really only use one sword.

On the stage, Shen Qiao took a deep breath and casually threw away the broken oil-paper umbrella.

Blood flowed from the corner of her lips and was wiped away by her hand, but it still inevitably dripped onto her collar.

The people in the audience were staring at her in amazement, each one as quiet as a chicken.

She ignored him and looked up at Zhu Yu who had fallen off the stage with a smile. Her lips, which were almost bloodless, opened and closed, and her voice was slow and drawn out.

"Senior brother, I accept the offer."

After Xiaosa finished speaking, everyone saw her close her eyes and fall down. This scene scared Li Zhaoren to death. Before he could push through the crowd, a man in black suddenly flew out from the crowd. He waved his hand and caught the unconscious Shen Qiao in his arms.

"Little thing, you're quite capable of making trouble."

Shen Qiao looked at the man vaguely and obviously wanted to say something, but unfortunately he vomited blood as soon as he opened his mouth, and finally fainted from anger.

Grass! Her grass! She hasn’t even claimed the grass yet!