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Chapter 161 Price Gouging

Chapter 163 Price Gouging?

After a stick of incense, the sword light cut through the wind and rain.

Zhao Qing frowned as he watched the fight on the field.

The male cultivator of the Divine Sword was fine, and didn't feel any obvious threat.

And this Luo Xianning...

The thing she controlled was actually an extremely rare sword pill!

Torrential rain.

The female cultivator in the martial arts arena had her long hair loose, her protective aura having long since been shattered. As she dodged and swerved, her three thousand strands of inky black hair danced wildly, a strand of hair being held against her lips...

The jade bone fan in his hand was actually a top-grade spiritual weapon, but it was only used for defense.

The blade light flickered and the cold light was sharp.

The spiritual energy surged and slashed across, carrying a tremendous force!

In the blink of an eye, the jade fan wrapped around the spine of the sword, removing all the spiritual energy it contained.

In an instant, the blade slid past the side of the fan handle and pointed directly at her snow-white wrist.

Luo Xianning dropped the jade fan in an instant, barely avoiding the danger of having her arm broken. A strand of wet hair was swallowed by the blade and scattered in the wind and rain.

Her beautiful eyes fixed, and the cold light flowing in the rain came in an instant and went straight to the back of the Divine Sword disciple.

At this moment, she did not slack off at all.

It was very clear in his mind...the person he was facing was named Han Xiu.

He is the most powerful sword cultivator among the outer disciples of Shendao Island!

Today is not an ordinary martial arts performance.

But it’s a battle for the great way!

Even though the battle hasn't started yet, this is a chance to find out the opponent's strengths and weaknesses...

Spiritual energy flows on the slender fingers, and the sword technique is instantly completed!

The flying sword ball instantly shot out a white streak, piercing Han Xiu's back.

……

Zhao Qing sat in the corner with a serious expression.

He secretly used Huo Ze Kui and carefully observed the fight on the field.

The degree of spiritual energy condensation of both parties has far exceeded ordinary Qi refining. Although it is still fundamentally different from spiritual power... the gap is not big.

They all used top-grade spiritual weapons, and their body movements were also superb.

Especially the female cultivator from the Changsheng Sword Sect, who held a fan in one hand and made hand gestures with the other, and her attack was extremely powerful.

Jianwan is shaped like a pill and means sword.

It is sharp enough to cut iron like mud, and it is soft enough to float and sink around your fingers.

It can even spit out sword light...

Huo Zekui was able to discover——

She used extremely condensed spiritual energy to stretch the sword ball in an instant. The seemingly thin and soft sword thread was actually extremely sharp and could kill with one blow.

I don't know what secret method has been added to it, but it can even break the protective spiritual energy, posing a very great threat.

"call……"

Zhao Qing took a deep breath and glanced at the three blood-stained guests beside him.

Then he looked at the man and woman in the distance.

Gradually I felt the pressure...

After all, he had never really fought with anyone, so it was inevitable that he felt a little uncomfortable.

Although I still don't know what the assessment rules are...

But the potential opponent he saw now was much stronger than an ordinary Qi Refining Stage cultivator.

It is not difficult to guess that these are the strongest people in the Qi Refining Realm in the State of Chu.

Listening to the discussion of the disciples of Changsheng Sword, this Luo Xianning... has been stuck at the ninth level of Qi Refining for five years, and receives personal instruction from the sect leader every month!

……

But even so...

The final outcome of the battle in the arena is also hard to believe!

Luo Xianning fought against three disciples of the Divine Sword successively, losing two and winning one.

If this wasn't the home turf of the Changsheng Sword, with the elders protecting her... she might have been cut in half with a single blow.

The Changsheng Sword was defeated, and the disciples watching the ceremony gradually fell silent.

They each went their separate ways in the rain...

Someone looked at the stone steps where Zhao Qing and others were sitting with a puzzled look.

It seems like I haven't seen these brothers in the sect before...

But there are more than two thousand outer disciples in the Changsheng Sword Sect, so it is normal that I have never seen one.

It's approaching evening.

A spiritual aura gradually filled the area around the martial arts arena, and array patterns spread in all directions.

The third-level spirit gathering formation began to attract the spiritual energy within the sect.

A solemn voice echoed in the sky: "Elder Sun, preach the truth. All disciples, hurry to Xiaoqing Peak."

Zhao Qing's expression changed slightly, knowing that the area was being cleared.

The fight with the Changsheng Sword is over, it’s my turn now!

After a stick of incense.

The martial arts training ground, stretching for hundreds of feet, was empty and looked somewhat desolate in the rain.

The viewing seats, which were originally crowded with people, now only have a few people left.

Rich spiritual energy rolled back from all directions in the west, completely covering the place.

"clank!"

The sound of a piano echoed, and the lingering sound lingered in the air.

A huge curtain of light enveloped the place, the sound of the wind in the ears suddenly disappeared, and the sudden rain stopped in an instant.

At this moment, the Changsheng Sword's training ground... is isolated from the world.

Three female cultivators walked slowly out from outside the light curtain, one in the Golden Core Realm and two in the Foundation Establishment Realm.

She is graceful and has a fair and delicate body.

They were chatting and laughing with each other, as if they were just taking a casual stroll.

For a moment, the entire martial arts arena seemed to be filled with a gentle spring breeze and flowing fragrance.

People from Tianxianglou!

Zhao Qing's mind moved slightly, and he stood up with the people beside him and slowly walked down from the viewing seat.

Shen Mo chuckled from a distance: "I haven't seen you for three years. Hong Ning has become much more beautiful."

The woman named Hong Ning smiled with her beautiful eyes and bowed slightly.

But the other foundation-building woman was not happy with this. Her eyes suddenly turned cold and she said in a cold voice, "Does Shopkeeper Shen only have eyes for Hong Ning?"

Zhao Qing: ...

He followed behind with his head slightly lowered, and gained new insights into the intricacies between the twelve floors of Yujing.

At the same time, a man and a woman who came to take the test also walked down the platform.

"Qianyuan Palace, Situ Ying, nice to meet you, Senior."

"Hanbing Valley, Situ Jing, nice to meet you, Senior."

Zhao Qing's mind froze... These two people were actually brother and sister, and belonged to different sects!

But they all came to participate in the disciple assessment of Liyan Tower.

Could it be that... all the major clans and factions in the Chu State were founded by the disciples of the Twelve Towers of Yujing?

"Eternal Sword, Luo Xianning, nice to meet you, Senior."

"Shendao Island, Han Xiu, nice to meet you, Senior."

……

On the other hand, on the side of the Blood Robe Tower, several people also saluted one after another.

"Jiangbei Murong clan, Murong Fourteen, greetings to the senior."

"Seven Killing Hall, Ji Donghai..."

"Blood Refining House, Wei Yong..."

Zhao Qing was shaken by the greetings that came one after another.

These forces were all powerful clans and families in the Chu State, and at the very least, they controlled three counties...

He bowed slightly and said, "Zhao Qing, the casual cultivator, greets the three seniors."

The three female cultivators, surrounded by the crowd, smiled sweetly.

The Jindan woman in the lead nodded slightly.

"Tianxiang, Bai Wanqiu."

She looked at Shen Mo with her beautiful eyes, spoke slowly, her voice as gentle as orchid.

"Does Xueyi have any suggestions for this assessment?"

Shen Mo smiled and shook his head, then walked out of the martial arts arena alone: "Fellow Daoist Bai, please make the decision."

Bai Wanqiu nodded slightly, her eyes moving between Situ Ying and Situ Jing, as if she was carefully feeling something.

After a moment, she looked at Situ Ying and asked, "Where is your master?"

Situ Ying: ...

"My master is still in seclusion."

The one from Li Yanlou...didn't come again this year.

Bai Wanqiu suppressed her thoughts and bowed slightly towards the void: "Senior Chen..."

The next moment, an indifferent voice echoed in the martial arts arena: "Nine Swords are the same, Fellow Daoist Bai is the one who makes the decision."

Zhao Qing's mind moved slightly.

Senior Chen...Chen Changsheng!?

The person who just spoke was obviously the head of the Changsheng Sword Sect! The true emperor of the Chu State!

He lowered his head slightly, feeling very confused.

The one who came from Xueyi's side was Shen Mo, but he just started to play badly.

Li Yan...didn't come at all.

The head of the Changsheng Sword sect did not show up either...

Why should the assessment authority for the third floor... be given to Tianxiang?

Damn, isn’t this just price gouging?

Pure dog licking...

"Pfft!"

There seems to be a sound of silver bells ringing in my ears.