Moonlit Calamity: The Dragon Girl's Life of Idleness is Broken

A smile tugged at the corner of her lips. She drew the sword from Qingying's waist, leaped into the courtyard, and pointed at Qing Tong: "You come here."

Upon hearing this, Qing Tong straightened his expression, drew his sword, and leaped towards Long Chuqing in the courtyard.

The sword tip aimed directly at Long Chuqing, who parried with her own sword, and the two immediately clashed.

“This is the Wudang School’s sword technique,” ​​Long Chuqing said as he blocked one of his swords while exchanging blows with Qing Tong.

“Alright…” said Bronze, “Today, let me experience firsthand the exquisite nature of the legendary sect’s swordsmanship.”

The two swords clashed, the clanging and banging attracting many onlookers. At first, they thought something was happening, but when they arrived, they realized it was just a duel.

They were also very curious about Long Chuqing's moves. They had witnessed her prowess during the attack on that rainy night, where she emerged unscathed from the siege of so many assassins. They were all amazed by her high level of martial arts, but they hadn't seen her make a move since.

These days, it's rare to see her make a move, and everyone watches her moves with bated breath.

Bronze's swordsmanship was exquisite, presumably he had been instructed by a master. He had gone through dozens of moves with Long Chuqing without being at a disadvantage.

He always managed to skillfully evade Long Chuqing's attacks and retaliate, only losing with a slight momentum after more than a hundred moves.

After standing up, Long Chuqing said seriously, "Your swordsmanship is exquisite. If you increase the force a little, it will be perfect."

Bronze gripped his sword and clasped his hands in a fist salute: "Thank you for your guidance. I humbly admit defeat."

Green Mountain leaped over: "I'm coming, Miss Long... what sword technique will you use to fight me this time?"

“Kunlun School Sword Technique,” ​​he said, quickly drawing his sword. Qingshan reacted swiftly and blocked it with his own sword.

The clash between the two was quite loud, proving that Qingshan's braised pork knuckle was no joke.

Although his swordsmanship was not as refined as that of a bronze-level swordsman, he was stronger, and Long Chuqing had to use a lot of strength to fight against him.

Having great strength is also a major advantage, as it can quickly deplete the opponent's strength. When Long Chuqing fought him, she could feel her hand being slightly numb from the impact of their swords clashing.

She gave a smirk, "You're pretty good, kid! You've got some strength."

Qingshan said with a smile, "Hehe... I didn't eat for nothing."

You can't just go head-to-head with someone who's strong; that will quickly deplete your strength and lead to defeat. You need to find your opponent's weaknesses and counterattack cleverly.

By this time, it was completely dark, and sparks could be seen from the clash of the two swords.

Lights were lit in the courtyard and under the eaves. Tonight, they added a few more lanterns so that the competition would be more clearly visible.

Everyone watched the competition in silence and with great focus; the only sound in the courtyard was the metallic clanging of the two swords.

After a fierce contest, Qingshan was ultimately defeated by a slight margin.

Qingyang leaped over, brandishing his sword, and said, "I've come to learn from Miss Long."

Long Chuqing parried the sword strike and laughed, "The 'Kongtong Sect' sword technique."

Qingyang attacks swiftly, his speed is fast and his moves are unpredictable, you can never guess what he will do next, yet he can block your moves.

When an ordinary enemy faces such an opponent, they will panic immediately. When they are panicked, they are more likely to get injured, which can effectively increase their chances of winning.

It has to be said that this is a good strategy. He is very clever and must have figured it out himself.

And so, they came up one after another to exchange blows with Long Chuqing, and the fight lasted for almost an hour.

Xiao Han had already prepared a medicinal bath. Seeing that she was having a great time, he didn't call her. He just stood at the door and watched her compete.

In the end, they admired Long Chuqing to the point of prostration and believed that she possessed the secret manuals of various sects, so they all sought her out to reserve the manuals.

She was actually a little guilty, feeling that her victory was unfair, but she was carefree and only felt guilty for a short while before forgetting about it and not taking it seriously.

Only then did she remember that she was supposed to give Xiao Han acupuncture! She had completely forgotten about it in her excitement.

It's been a long time since I've stretched my muscles like this, and it feels pretty good.

After everyone left, she went inside and saw Xiao Han standing at the door waiting: "Sorry, I forgot to give you acupuncture."

Xiao Han handed her a towel: "Wipe your sweat first."

Only then did she realize that she was covered in sweat, and her back was also soaked with sweat.

She took the towel: "Thank you."

The fact that she sweated so much in this cold weather proves that they are quite strong.

Xiao Han turned around and went to the table to pour her a glass of water. She smiled and took it, saying, "I was really thirsty."

She finished her drink in one gulp, then poured herself another glass.

Seeing that she was drinking so quickly, Xiao Han hurriedly said, "Drink slowly, don't choke."

"It's alright." Long Chuqing put down the cup and said, "You go in and get ready first, I'm going to wash my hands."

Before long, Long Chuqing finished administering acupuncture to Xiao Han, and she tidied up the medicine on the side.

Xiao Han looked at her; he had overheard the conversation between Qing Tong and the others outside.

He asked curiously, "Chu Qing... how come you always have so many strange things?"

Long Chuqing paused in her work, then continued tidying up: "How can you say it's strange! My things are all very practical."

Then she turned back to him, raised an eyebrow, and said with a smile, "Do you want some? It's free."

He asked in surprise, "You've studied so many different things, why haven't you gone astray?"

Long Chuqing said proudly, "Haha... I have extraordinary bone structure! I'm a martial arts genius. Don't try to imitate me. Ordinary people can't train this much."

Hmm... that's a bit shameless. Feeling guilty, she lowered her eyes and continued tidying up.

Xiao Han felt that although she had a small body, she contained a lot of things inside, like a treasure chest that would occasionally spit out something. What he knew at the moment was probably only the tip of the iceberg.

He had a gut feeling that she was no ordinary person; otherwise, how could a girl who looked sixteen or seventeen know so much?

Her medical skills and martial arts are so exquisite that only aristocratic families could cultivate such talent.

Long Chuqing waved her hand in front of his eyes: "What are you thinking about?"

Xiao Han snapped out of his reverie and looked at her: "I was wondering how you know so much. Did your parents and family teach you all of that?"

"Curious? Trying to trick me into telling me!"

Xiao Han was momentarily embarrassed upon hearing this, his eyes darting away for a few seconds. He hadn't expected her to answer so directly, so he could only nod.

Long Chuqing thought for a moment and said, "I am an orphan. I have no parents and was raised by a group of doctors in a clinic. They treated me very well, but I haven't seen them for a long time."

She thought to herself, "They must be very worried about me! I wonder if Qianyang told them about seeing me when she got back."

After hearing her words, he laughed at himself for thinking that way in the first place, as if he had asked something he shouldn't have. But he also wanted to know more about her.

He was momentarily at a loss for words.

"What...?" Long Chuqing said nonchalantly, "I'm just a pitiful orphan."

“No.” Xiao Han shook his head, considered for a moment, and asked, “You said they treated you very well, so why did you leave, and why did you say you couldn’t go back?”

Long Chuqing frowned slightly, then raised her eyebrows and smiled mischievously: "This process is a bit long, so please listen to the analysis next time."