The female lead thought she had a "proud and arrogant" character script.

After leaving the bookstore.

Luo Qingcheng glanced at the sky. "It's still early. Wanwan, shall we go back and practice our swordsmanship?"

Wanwan had no objections.

They originally wanted to use Wanwan's flying artifact, but flying was prohibited in Wenjian City, while flying was not prohibited in Wenjian Sect, but only individuals were allowed to fly and were not allowed to use flying artifacts, so in the end the two walked back.

There were as many steps as ever to climb the mountain. Given Luo Qingcheng's physique, she should have felt tired, but strangely, she didn't feel anything.

Realizing that her physical strength had improved significantly without her noticing, Luo Qingcheng attributed it to the results of her training and didn't pay much attention to it.

They went straight to the training ground.

That corner from yesterday.

As soon as Luo Qingcheng drew his sword, his body seemed to have its own thoughts and began to act on its own.

[Host?]

It wanted to ask if it wanted 0.5x speed, but saw that Luo Qingcheng had already wielded the sword technique that Xu Tianxin had demonstrated quite well.

Luo Qingcheng's eyes lost their light, and he entered a familiar and mysterious state.

The system assumed that Luo Qingcheng had a good memory and had memorized everything after yesterday's study, and didn't think much of it.

Through Luo Qingcheng's eyes, it could see that not far from Luo Qingcheng, little Wanwan was doing very well despite her young age.

System: The host can't be weaker than a five-year-old child, so rapid progress is normal.

So we just took it as ordinary.

"Hey!"

A rough voice drew everyone's attention.

"Isn't that Senior Brother Zheng Li, who has already passed the inner sect assessment? What's he doing here?"

"I don't know. I heard he'll be officially entering the inner sect in two days."

However, the person who should have noticed him remained oblivious, preoccupied with practicing his swordsmanship.

What's he doing here?

"Looks like they're here to find the girl who's practicing swordsmanship, right? Why isn't she reacting at all?"

Wanwan stopped practicing her sword and walked over from the side, looking at Luo Qingcheng with concern.

Zheng Li was somewhat annoyed.

"Hmph! He's clearly just a mortal without any spiritual roots, yet he dares to ignore me!"

He drew his sword and thrust it towards Luo Qingcheng.

"What is he going to do?!"

This made Wanwan exclaim, "Qingcheng!"

She had just overheard other people's comments. This man had passed the difficult test that Hu Muyu had mentioned, so he must be quite capable.

Although it's unclear why he's causing trouble for Qingcheng, Qingcheng is no match for him at all!

Luo Qingcheng was completely absorbed in his own world and didn't even realize that he had become the center of attention.

At that moment, a sharp sword blade drew ever closer to her brow—

Luo Qingcheng finally finished practicing once and was about to sheathe her sword when she turned her head. In her dull eyes, she saw a familiar white figure appear, attacking her without any regard for martial ethics.

"Qingcheng!"

"careful!"

[Host?!]

Why didn't you dodge?!

She heard none of the various sounds, and Luo Qingcheng smiled.

The sparring partner, Bai Ying, has finally arrived.

Zheng Li, who had been considering giving up because of her inaction, was enraged when he saw the mocking smile on her lips.

Does she think I, Zheng Li, wouldn't dare to make a move?!

Zheng Lixin steeled his heart, gripped the hilt of his sword tightly, and thrust it forward fiercely!

flaw!

In Luo Qingcheng's eyes, the white figure hesitated for some reason, and that moment was a huge opening.

At this moment, the tip of the sword was only an inch away from her brow!

Luo Qingcheng made a move.

He blocked with his sword, the tip striking the blade, producing a crisp metallic clang.

The onlookers, who had expected bloodshed on the training ground, removed their blindfolds and saw two figures standing motionless.

A breeze blew.

Strands of hair slipped down.

Luo Qingcheng was puzzled as to why Bai Ying was so slow to act today, but she had no intention of going easy on her.

Sheathed his sword, retreated to dodge the attack, and then swung the sword horizontally towards the white figure's neck.

Zheng Li, momentarily stunned, was unaware of why Luo Qingcheng, who had been standing there in a daze, had suddenly launched a counterattack, and didn't react for a moment.

But he was a veteran of many battles, and even so, he managed to parry all of Luo Qingcheng's attacks, albeit in a flustered manner.

Luo Qingcheng was not surprised by Bai Ying's actions at all; if one attack failed, he would try again.

The human body is full of weaknesses!

She stopped her attack and flicked her wrist upwards toward Bai Ying's face. If he couldn't dodge, at the very least he would scratch Zheng Li's face.

"You!" Zheng Li had always been bothered by the fact that he didn't have a presentable appearance like other cultivators who had undergone spiritual cleansing, and this incident only made him more unhappy.

He used seven-tenths of his strength to block Luo Qingcheng's sword thrust, while simultaneously pushing the sword towards Luo Qingcheng himself.

Luo Qingcheng used his own strength to deflect the force, dodged his own sword blade, steadied himself, and charged forward again.

With a flick of his wrist, he focused his power on the tip of his sword, took a step forward, and aimed at the right shoulder and arm of the white figure.

This is the most commonly used move in "Elementary Sword Techniques"!

The newly initiated disciples watching immediately recognized the move.

Zheng Li, who had also learned the "Basic Sword Techniques," was naturally unafraid. He was dismissive of Zheng Li and, without even changing his stance, merely shifted his body slightly to the side, intending to dodge.

"Tear!"

The sword tip, devoid of spiritual power, failed to break through Zheng Li's defenses, which were already at the Great Perfection of Qi Refining. It only managed to tear a large gash in his ordinary clothing, which was not marked with any defensive formations.

"What kind of move is that?!"

It turned out that when Luo Qingcheng saw that the feint sword strike missed, he instantly used his hips, waist and arms to thrust out. The sword tip rotated, expanding the attack range and tearing the fabric of Zheng Li's shoulder and arm where he instinctively dodged the sword!

If Zheng Li hadn't underestimated him, he should have escaped unscathed. However, although no blood was drawn, he had already lost face in front of everyone.

"Didn't Senior Brother Zheng already pass the inner sect assessment? How come he couldn't even dodge an attack from a disciple who just joined the sect a day ago?"

"Has the assessment become easier? Why don't we try it another day?"

Zheng Li took a step back, his expression inscrutable.

"It seems I underestimated you, a mortal without spiritual roots."

The mention of "no spiritual root" again immediately attracted the attention of the onlookers.

"He said he has no spiritual root?"

"Could it be that the newly admitted disciple without spiritual roots is that girl?!"

"No wonder she could hold her own against Senior Brother Zheng; after all, she's a formidable person who passed the entrance exam despite having no spiritual roots."

Presumably, one must have achieved some level of proficiency in kendo to pass the test, right?

"But I saw her when I came to the training ground yesterday. She didn't even know how to hold a sword then?"

"Really?"

Zheng Licai didn't care what these useless outer sect members who had wasted years or even decades were saying.

He completely forgot that not long ago he was one of those useless outer sect members he had mentioned.

He was only interested in getting revenge and didn't care that the mortal in front of him hadn't yet entered his body with internal energy.

As spiritual energy circulated within his body, a layer of yellowish-brown spiritual energy covered the sword.

"No way? Senior Brother Zheng is planning to use his spiritual power on a mortal?!"

Wanwan, who had initially felt relieved, suddenly became anxious again.

She ran "tap tap" towards Luo Qingcheng.

"Qingcheng, run!"

Only those who have embarked on the path of cultivation know the vast difference between mortals and cultivators!