The rag picking sister turned out to be a weapon refiner

"Ha!" Bai Chengyan chuckled lightly, his face full of disbelief.

Forget it, Hu Xingtong chose to give up. Once the seed of doubt was planted, no amount of explanation would be of any use.

"Okay, okay, you, an elder, are still arguing with a junior." Lan Qingmo pulled Bai Chengyan to her side and scolded him.

Ye Nanhe and Gu Sihe also pulled the person behind them, as if they were afraid that Bai Chengyan would say something to him again.

Okay, okay, he is redundant. He should follow Gu Qingzhe out and stop being an eyesore here.

"Um, Uncle Bai, can I borrow your sword tomb for a while?" Hu Xingtong poked his head out from behind the two of them and tested cautiously.

Hehe, Bai Chengyan finally got the chance. It would be a waste not to take advantage of this opportunity.

"Of course, but the Sword Tomb is the training place for me and my disciples. If outsiders enter, the elders of the sect will gossip." Bai Chengyan glared at Gu Sihe and Ye Nanhe who wanted to speak, and the two of them tactfully said goodbye and gave up their seats.

Hu Xingtong became interested and asked, "How can we get in?"

Seeing Hu Xingtong's understanding, Bai Chengyan smiled and explained, "Well, you're a disciple of the old sect, not an outsider. But you have to know that you shone in the sect competition. Your sword power even caused our disciple Qing Shimo to have a breakthrough after returning from seclusion. So now all the disciples in my sect want to compete with you. Why don't you try?"

Hu Xingtong smiled helplessly. The conspiracy was too obvious. She was not a fool, so how could she not see it?

"Xingxing, your master has already informed you that you will be training at the Sword Tomb. That old man is trying to trick you. Don't fall for it." Chen Wu couldn't bear to watch this and kindly reminded her.

How could Hu Xingtong not know this? It could only be said that this old man was the kind of person who would take revenge on the spot and would not suffer any loss. He said it out loud just to make her agree voluntarily.

"Xiao Wuzi, there's something called an open conspiracy in human emotions. This old man just wants me to fight his disciples and take advantage of me. Fighting can also help me understand my own strength. There's no loss for me, so there's nothing wrong with agreeing to him."

"That's exactly what I was thinking. I heard that everyone in the Sword Controlling Sect is an excellent swordsman. Now that my cultivation has improved, I haven't really had the chance to show off my skills. Why don't I ask Uncle Bai to make some arrangements so I can have a try?" Hu Xingtong went with the flow and fulfilled Bai Chengyan's plan. This time, Bai Chengyan was beaming with joy and immediately started to make arrangements.

After Bai Chengyan left, Gu Sihe walked up to Lan Qingmo in a bad mood and complained, "Auntie, look at Master Bai, he always bullies my Xingxing."

Lan Qingmo smiled at her dotingly, patted her head, and looked at Hu Xingtong: "Actually, you can refuse."

Hu Xingtong just smiled and replied, "It's okay. What I just said is exactly what I think."

"Xingtong, you have reached the out-of-body stage now, and your strength is equal to mine. So, you and I... do you want to fight again?" Ye Nanhe tightened his grip on the sword, and looked at Hu Xingtong with his eyes filled with fighting spirit.

Hu Xingtong recalled the scene of that battle, and the energy and blood in his body instantly rushed into his mind. The feeling of blood rushing to his head came again, and a strong desire to fight also burst out in Hu Xingtong.

"Great! Being able to fight with Sister Ye is what I've been dreaming of!"

Being able to fight with the heroine created by oneself is a treatment that ordinary creators cannot have. In any case, the senior does not have this treatment.

After greeting Bai Chengyan and others, Gu Sihe arranged accommodation for them next to himself, which made it convenient for the two of them to visit and chat at night from time to time.

……

On the day agreed by Bai Chengyan, Hu Xingtong went to compete as usual. Without exception, all of them were quickly defeated by Hu Xingtong, and without exception, they all realized something in the battle with Hu Xingtong.

For Hu Xingtong now, these battles are like a big player bombing a fish pond, which is not difficult at all.

So, under the attention of everyone, Hu Xingtong faced off against Ye Nanhe.

On this day, no one from the Yu Jian Sect was absent, and they all came to watch the battle for supremacy between the two sword geniuses.

On the ring, Hu Xingtong and Ye Nanhe faced off, each holding a sword. The atmosphere was tense and solemn. The eyes of both men revealed respect for each other and anticipation for the battle.

Ye Nanhe spoke first, his voice firm and powerful: "Xingtong, I know your strength has improved a lot, but today I will go all out to break through myself."

Hu Xingtong smiled slightly and responded, "Sister Ye, me too."

Following Bai Chengyan's command, the two men moved almost simultaneously. Ye Nanhe wielded the Zhaoyun Sword, its shadows agile like a swimming dragon, each strike imbued with her uniquely vast and compassionate sword intent.

Hu Xingtong responded with a more steady pace. Every time she thrust her sword, countless real and imaginary sword shadows could be seen, which were not real and therefore difficult to understand.

Swords flashed as the two figures crossed on the ring, each time their blades clashed, dazzling sparks flew. The disciples watching the fight held their breath, afraid to miss even a single detail.

Ye Nanhe took a step forward, and the vast sea of ​​countless stars behind her was integrated with her understanding of the power of the stars. Each sword seemed to carry the trajectory of the stars' movement, brilliant and swift. Each sword was like the faint starlight illuminating the night sky, weak and shining.

Hu Xingtong was naturally unwilling to fall behind. She had not had a proper competition since she woke up, so she was even more serious about this match. She released her own Mirror Dust Sword Domain the moment Ye Nanhe released the Sword Domain. The only difference was that she had comprehended the laws of time and space, and had a deeper understanding of the Sword Domain.

Time was added to the mirror dust, and the history of the changes in the world gradually evolved in front of Ye Nanhe. The constant changes in space allowed Ye Nanhe to break through one level of sword domain after another.

As the battle progressed, the two men's swordsmanship became faster and faster, and the sword energy was so powerful that the air on the ring seemed to be cut apart.

The vastness of the stars is against the length of time, the vastness is against the smallness, and the light of fireflies dares to compete with the sun and the moon.

Ye Nanhe gradually felt the pressure. She could clearly sense the changes time had brought to her. It was as if her entire life was being replayed before her eyes. Yet, she didn't flinch at all; instead, she became even more excited. This was a testament to her, and her swordsmanship became even more powerful. Every swing of her sword seemed to tear the sky apart, unleashing the majesty of heaven and earth.

Finally, after a fierce exchange, the tips of their swords collided in mid-air, making a crisp sound. Hu Xingtong and Ye Nanhe retreated at the same time, their eyes flashing with admiration for each other.

Hu Xingtong sheathed his sword and said with a smile, "Sister Ye, your swordsmanship has benefited me greatly. Today's battle is a draw."

Ye Nanhe also put away her sword, a satisfied smile on her face: "Xingtong, your strength is indeed strong. This battle has given me new insights. Let's fight again next time."

There would be no result if they continued to fight. Hu Xingtong would improve, and so would Ye Nanhe. They both just needed an opportunity, an opportunity that would be enough for the other to understand. Therefore, when there was an opportunity, they would naturally stop.