EBE Chapter 121 White Night: The sword technique I used to deal with you was taught to me by my junior s
Chapter 121 White Night: The sword technique I used to deal with you was taught to me by my junior s
After Wei Qiyang and Bai Ye created some distance between themselves, he began to launch ranged attacks to prevent Bai Ye from getting close.
However, his attacks always missed when they reached Bai Ye.
"What kind of stride is that? So fast!"
"Yes, that speed is so fast you can even see afterimages."
Ye Xiuran, standing high above, raised an eyebrow slightly. This was the Flowing Cloud Misty Step! That girl actually taught it to someone else?
Never mind, since the main body has no objections, it's no use if he does!
"This looks like the Flowing Clouds Mysterious Steps." After watching for a while, Hua Lianyi looked at Li Tianhen in surprise.
"Yes, my little apprentice accidentally obtained the Flowing Cloud Misty Steps technique and insisted that several of her senior brothers learn it with her."
However, my disciples' talent is average; so far, they only have one afterimage. My youngest disciple, on the other hand, has some talent and has already cultivated three afterimages.
Li Tianhen wore a relieved smile, but everyone rolled their eyes at him.
Showing off, this guy is definitely showing off.
"The Flowing Clouds and Mysterious Steps is the Venerable One's signature move. How could it be so easily learned by someone else? Could it be that your little disciple stole it?"
Feng Zeyan clenched his fist in the shadows, looking at Li Tianhen with a barbed tone.
"Ugh, what's that smell?" Li Tianhen waved his hand in front of his nose.
"What does it taste like?" Hua Xiyao asked Li Tianhen in confusion.
"It smells sour, it's really unpleasant." As Li Tianhen said this, he didn't forget to glance at Feng Zeyan.
"Hmph, I advise you to hurry up and apologize to the Lord. If the Lord gets angry, the consequences will be something your Four Divine Sects cannot bear."
Feng Zeyan didn't mind Li Tianhen's attitude at all; on the contrary, he kindly reminded him.
"Sect Leader Feng, are you overthinking this? The Venerable One is high above us, how could he care about such things? Aren't you thinking too narrowly about the Venerable One?"
If Your Excellency truly cared about these things, you would have stopped me when you saw my disciple use the Flowing Clouds Mysterious Steps.
Li Tianhen's words made Feng Zeyan's face turn pale and then red. He looked up at Ye Xiuran, who was above them.
Ye Xiuran was sitting upright in his chair, one hand supporting his chin, watching the martial arts competition below, seemingly unaware that Bai Ye had used the Flowing Cloud Misty Steps.
"Ah~" Wei Qiyang let out a miserable scream as he was knocked off the dueling platform by Bai Ye.
"With your cultivation level, you actually dare to look down on my junior sister, you idiot." Bai Ye walked to the edge of the dueling platform and looked down at Wei Qiyang, who was lying on the ground below the platform.
"Oh, right, the sword technique I used to deal with you just now was taught to me by my junior sister. I'm too stupid, I only learned a few parts of it."
Before leaving, Bai Ye didn't forget to say something to Wei Qiyang. Wei Qiyang froze on the ground, looking up at Bai Ye.
"Yay, Third Senior Brother won!" Si Nansheng and Mo Yu gave each other a high five and hugged each other happily.
As Bai Ye stepped down from the dueling platform, Si Nansheng cheerfully went to greet him.
"Third Senior Brother, you're awesome." Si Nansheng gave Bai Ye a thumbs up.
"Thanks to Junior Sister for teaching me Tai Chi swordsmanship." Bai Ye looked at Si Nansheng happily.
"It's because Third Senior Brother is talented and learns quickly." Si Nansheng swayed her body from side to side, her little face full of pride.
"Junior Sister, you're too proud of yourself." Mo Yu rubbed Si Nansheng's little face.
"No, Fifth Senior Brother, let go, let go, you're going to make me drool." Si Nansheng patted Mo Yu's hand, but Mo Yu remained unmoved.
Bai Ye raised his hand and rescued Si Nansheng's face from Mo Yu's clutches.
"Please invite Su Heng from the Holy Heaven Sect and Hua Lianyi from the Hundred Flowers Sect to the stage." The referee called out, and Si Nansheng stopped joking with his senior brothers and looked up at the dueling platform.
Su Heng is very strong, but the disciples of the Hundred Flowers Sect are not good at fighting. In this match, Hua Lianyi will definitely lose.
In Si Nansheng's memory, Hua Lianyi, the eldest disciple of the Hundred Flowers Sect, was utterly defeated by her opponent in the Ten Thousand Sects Grand Competition.
Hua Lianyi suffered severe injuries, and her Dao heart was also damaged. After the Grand Competition of Ten Thousand Sects, it took her a long time to recover, but her progress was much slower than that of her direct disciples.
Could it be that she was injured during this Grand Competition of Ten Thousand Sects?
That's not right. She and the people from the Four Gods Sect never participated in the Grand Tournament of Ten Thousand Sects before, but they did this time.
These opponents must have already disrupted things, so Hua Lianyi shouldn't have suffered any serious injuries, right?
Just to be on the safe side, Si Nansheng tugged at his senior brother's sleeve and whispered something in his ear as Ye Yanqing bent down.
Ye Yanqing looked at Si Nansheng with a puzzled expression, and Si Nansheng nodded seriously.
Trusting his junior sister, Ye Yanqing sent a telepathic message to Hua Lianyi.
Hua Lianyi heard the telepathic message and looked at Si Nansheng in confusion. The competition hadn't even started yet, and Si Nansheng was telling her to admit defeat when she was already losing.
why?
Si Nansheng waved to Hua Lianyi, his expression showing a hint of caution.
Having spent so much time with Si Nansheng, Hua Lianyi understood that Si Nansheng was not a reckless person. She nodded subtly and took out her nine-stringed guqin.
The disciples of the Hundred Flowers Sect mainly used musical instruments for attacks, and the attack of the zither made Su Heng look somewhat dazed.
Then, the scene before him changed.
"Senior Brother, Senior Brother, look, look! Nan Sheng has learned the sword technique you taught her!" A small figure rushed up to Su Heng.
“Si…Nansheng?” Su Heng looked down at the little dumpling in front of him and was stunned.
"Yes, Senior Brother, what's wrong?" Si Nansheng tilted his head in confusion, looking at Su Heng.
"No...it's nothing." Su Heng shook his head.
"Senior Brother, aren't you going to praise Nan Sheng?" Si Nan Sheng looked at Su Heng with a smile.
"Junior Sister is amazing," Su Heng murmured.
"Hehe, I think I'm great too." Si Nansheng smiled even more happily after being praised by Su Heng.
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"Senior Brother, I clearly didn't do it, why don't you believe me?" Suddenly, Si Nansheng, covered in blood, cried to Su Heng.
"I...I..." Su Heng involuntarily took a few steps back.
"Senior Brother, don't worry, I won't bother you anymore. Please take good care of Junior Sister Xuewei."
After Si Nansheng finished speaking, she turned away with a look of disappointment. Su Heng tried to grab her, but he missed. Si Nansheng was getting further and further away from him.
“Nan Sheng…” Su Heng wanted to persuade her to stay, but couldn’t say anything to stop her.
“When you blindly believed Liu Xuewei and accused and insulted me, when you took my things and gave them to Liu Xuewei, when you tried to dig out my spiritual root for Liu Xuewei, you were no longer my senior brother.”
Si Nansheng's voice faded into the distance, and Su Heng felt a sudden, inexplicable panic, but he quickly calmed down.
Si Nansheng had already left the Holy Heaven Sect long ago, so how could she possibly say these things to him?
He is currently at the scene of the Grand Competition of Ten Thousand Sects, and the reason he is seeing these things must be because he has entered an illusion.
Su Heng woke up through sheer willpower and saw Hua Lianyi standing not far from him, holding a nine-stringed zither.
"Your perseverance is quite impressive, managing to break free from my illusion so easily. This is my strongest attack. Since it can no longer harm you, I don't need to continue. I concede."
Hua Lianyi looked at Su Heng gently, giving him no chance to speak, and flew off the dueling platform.