Fragments swirled in the air, and the long sword in Leng Qingqiu's hand that had accompanied him for several years suddenly fell into the same fate as the Shattered Ice Sword, leaving only a bare sword hilt. Leng Qingqiu couldn't dodge in time, and was even pierced by a few fragments.
An eye for an eye!
Previously, Leng Qingqiu had destroyed Lu Xuan's Shattered Ice Sword, and now Lu Xuan had used the same method on Leng Qingqiu. Immediately, he fiercely vented his resentment. The task that the Shattered Ice Sword couldn't complete, then let the Profound Ice Phoenix Blood Sword complete it for it.
Leng Qingqiu destroyed Lu Xuan's sword in one move, which made all the disciples extremely surprised, and at this moment, Lu Xuan used the same method on Leng Qingqiu, which made them even more shocked!
With Leng Qingqiu's strength, although it surprised them, it was not to the extent of losing their composure. It could only prove that Leng Qingqiu's strength was indeed incomparably strong, but Lu Xuan destroyed Leng Qingqiu's sword, which almost subverted everyone's perception. Some people even suspected that there was something wrong with their eyes, and that what was broken was Lu Xuan's worn-out sword.
However, when they rubbed their eyes and looked again, they found that everything was real. There were traces of blood on Leng Qingqiu's neat clothes, which was the blood that flowed out after being hit by the fragments. Although it didn't cause any serious injuries to Leng Qingqiu, the result of this battle had been completely subverted by Lu Xuan.
All the disciples couldn't help but look at each other. This was really unbelievable. This was simply a crushing advantage. How did Lu Xuan suddenly become so strong? They couldn't help but think of the widely spread rumor. It was said that during the war between Wind Sword School and Nine Star Sword School, Lu Xuan killed three experts of Nine Star Sword School who were at the ninth level of Spirit Refinement in one fell swoop. In the past, everyone only treated it as a rumor and laughed it off, but now it seemed that there was a reason for it.
Looking at the embarrassed Leng Qingqiu, Lu Xuan's mouth curved into a smile and said, "I'm really sorry, I broke Senior Brother Leng's sword, but I'm not as rich as Senior Brother Leng, so I can't afford it. Senior Brother Leng also destroyed one of my swords before, I think it's better to write it off."
Leng Qingqiu held onto the hilt of the sword in his hand. He had not recovered from the huge blow and turned a deaf ear to Lu Xuan's words. He kept asking himself why, why did he lose to Lu Xuan? The first strike was a draw with Lu Xuan, the second strike was beaten to the point of vomiting blood by Lu Xuan, and the third strike was actually destroyed by Lu Xuan. Leng Qingqiu had never expected this kind of situation.
He thought of all the ways he had teased Lu Xuan, how he had easily defeated him, and how he had humiliated him to his heart's content, but he had never imagined this kind of situation.
Looking at Leng Qingqiu's dazed appearance, Wan Jianfei, who was behind Nangong Shuo, couldn't help but feel a trace of satisfaction in his heart. Leng Qingqiu, oh Leng Qingqiu, no matter how arrogant and unfathomable you are, at this moment, in front of Lu Xuan, aren't you still defeated? What qualifications do you have to look down on me? If it weren't for the fact that you have cultivated for a few more years than me and received more care from Master than me, you might not be able to be stronger than me!
Just as he was thinking about this, Wan Jianfei couldn't help but suddenly have a bad premonition. Just now, Lu Xuan had made a bet with Leng Qingqiu, and the stakes were his two most powerful martial skills, the Ice Words Sword Art and the Melody of Ten Thousand Swords. Now that Leng Qingqiu had lost, in front of so many people, it was impossible for him to go back on his word, so these two martial skills must be given to Lu Xuan.
Thinking of this, Wan Jianfei's hatred for Leng Qingqiu deepened. It's fine if you're not strong enough, but now you've actually lost your own martial skill. Why can't you use your Blood Drop Style as a bet, and instead use my Melody of Ten Thousand Swords?
"Master, Lu Xuan, he, he won! He actually won! " Zhao Bing`er's tone was full of surprise. She had always been worried about Lu Xuan. In her mind, as long as Lu Xuan didn't suffer too much damage, it would be fine, but she didn't expect Lu Xuan's performance to be so out of her expectations. Besides suffering a loss in the first collision, when he used the Profound Ice Phoenix Blood Sword, he actually completely suppressed Leng Qingqiu!
"En, I saw it, I saw it." Zhao Ying also seemed to be a little uneasy. Lu Xuan's victory was too shocking. Even the previous nine consecutive victories were not as shocking as this victory. This was the first time since Leng Qingqiu's debut that a disciple had defeated him head-on. Although he had suppressed his strength, he still had the foundation of the Origin Realm, which was far from what the other disciples could deal with.
"This move is really ruthless. To shatter Leng Qingqiu's weapon is simply ruthlessly trampling on his dignity to the ground. Hehe, Lu Xuan, you're really good." Yang Weili grinned. His imaginary enemy had always been Leng Qingqiu. Although he knew that he wasn't Leng Qingqiu's opponent right now, he hoped that he could defeat him head-on one day. But now, Lu Xuan had done it one step ahead of him, which made Yang Weili extremely happy. In the future, when he faced them again, Leng Qingqiu probably wouldn't be able to maintain his previous arrogance, right?
Leng Qingqiu's dazed expression completely fell into everyone's eyes. It made everyone feel that this former heaven's pride seemed to have suddenly fallen from the altar. This defeat would probably leave an extremely strong shadow in Leng Qingqiu's heart. It might even affect his future cultivation and form a heart demon.
Nangong Shuo frowned slightly. Although Leng Qingqiu's defeat had greatly exceeded his expectations, he did not expect Leng Qingqiu to be so unbearable. If this continued, he would become a demon sooner or later.
Immediately, Nangong Shuo secretly used his Origin Energy to send a sound transmission, and shouted into Leng Qingqiu's ear: "Qingqiu, wake up!"
"Master?" Leng Qingqiu raised his head in a daze, as if he wanted to find Nangong Shuo's figure. In his trance, he had even forgotten about the matter of the Origin Energy Sound Transmission.
Nangong Shuo's frown deepened, but he had no choice but to patiently say: "The path of martial arts is filled with hardships and dangers. As a dignified martial artist, why would he be afraid of defeat! If you don't experience hardships, how can you become a truly powerful martial artist? "
At this moment, Leng Qingqiu was slightly more clear-headed. He looked at Nangong Shuo and also sent a sound transmission: "But, Lu Xuan shattered my weapon. If he wanted to kill me just now, it would have been easy. Doesn't this mean that my fighting strength is inferior to his?"
Nangong Shuo continued to explain: "Lu Xuan did not defeat you, what he defeated was only you who suppressed your strength. As long as you painstakingly cultivate, your strength will always be above his, so what is there to be afraid of? He is not your match at all. In the future, when you take control of the Profound Ice Pavilion, it will be easy to deal with him no matter how you want to. "
Leng Qingqiu's eyes lit up. That's right, his true strength was not something that Lu Xuan could deal with. This time, he had taken advantage of him. He was the dignified Eldest Senior Brother of the Profound Ice Pavilion, how could he lose to a new direct disciple!
When the current Pavilion Master abdicated, he would sit on the throne of Pavilion Master with the help of his master. At that time, Lu Xuan would just be a small fry, and he could do whatever he wanted with him!
Under Nangong Shuo's timely guidance, Leng Qingqiu finally smoothly walked out of the shadow of defeat. Thinking about how he almost gave birth to a heart demon because of this, and even caused his future cultivation to not advance, Leng Qingqiu's hatred for Lu Xuan had reached an incomparably strong level. This kind of hatred, even if Lu Xuan died, it would not be enough to eliminate it! Not only did he want to deal with Lu Xuan, but he also wanted to deal with everyone related to Lu Xuan, parents, friends, lovers, even if it was Zhao Binger, he could not let them go.
However, this kind of thing could not be rushed. When he was in power, it would be time to deal with Lu Xuan!
Leng Qingqiu thought about these things in his heart, and couldn't help but feel a sense of comfort. The smile on his face seemed a little strange.
This smile made all the disciples shudder. What was wrong with Senior Brother Leng? Could it be that the blow he received was too severe, causing him to lose his mind?
Fortunately, Leng Qingqiu quickly realized the position he was in, and quickly restrained the thoughts in his heart. He was the Profound Ice Pavilion's beloved Senior Brother, how could he do such a thing? Even if he was defeated by Lu Xuan, it was only a spar. He needed to be very generous and congratulate him.
A trace of a warm smile returned to Leng Qingqiu's face. He looked at the short sword in his hand, only to hear him laugh out loud, and casually threw it to the ground. He waved his hand to Lu Xuan without a care and said: "Junior Brother Lu's words are too serious, it's just a sword, if it's broken then it's broken, how can it compare to the feelings between us Junior Brothers? On the contrary, Junior Brother's strength greatly exceeded my expectations. Ever since I learned the Blood Drop Style, no one has ever broken my move. This made Senior Brother a little proud. Fortunately, Junior Brother gave me a timely warning, lest I go astray. Now it seems that my strength is still very much insufficient."
Leng Qingqiu's words seemed very intimate. He called Lu Xuan senior brother and junior brother, as if he and Lu Xuan were very close friends, and there was a feeling of not getting to know each other without fighting.
Seeing Leng Qingqiu's "normal" performance, all the disciples heaved a sigh of relief. It seemed that Senior Brother Leng was not affected at all. After suffering such a great defeat, he was still able to laugh heartily and chat happily with Lu Xuan. This kind of breadth of mind was indeed not something they could compare with. He was worthy of being the Senior Brother who was revered by everyone.
However, in the eyes of Lu Xuan, Leng Qingqiu's performance made him tremble with fear. After suffering such humiliation, he was still able to appear so calm. Either he was truly broad-minded and admired him greatly, or he was a shrewd and scheming person.
Even if you beat Lu Xuan to death, he would not believe that Leng Qingqiu was the former type of person. It was definitely the latter type. Although Leng Qingqiu's face was full of smiles, it was unknown what kind of vicious method he was thinking of to deal with him in his heart. Lu Xuan suddenly thought of another person, and that was the current Sect Master of the Wind Sword School, Xie Zhixiu. Xie Zhixiu and Leng Qingqiu were almost the same kind of person.
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