Everyone was worried about Cynanchum Chinense. Only Chu Xie 'er showed a surprised smile. Chu Huoluo's sword strike a moment ago had scared her out of her wits. She knew that if Zhou Wenzi couldn't take that sword strike, she wouldn't be able to either. As long as she had a trace of the Third Young Master's divine sword's charm, this specious strike would be enough to take her life.
She felt cold in her heart and thought that the situation was hopeless. At this time, Cynanchum Chinense suddenly acted stupidly. She actually wanted to fight with Zhou Wenzi, who was one realm higher than her.
She was simply seeking her own death!
No matter how exquisite the sword skills that Cynanchum Chinense learned from the Third Young Master Shen were, in the face of overwhelming power, she could only —
— Bang! Break!
Chu Xie 'er clenched her fists and opened her eyes wide, waiting to see the scene that she wanted to see the most.
Clang!
The two long swords hit each other in the air when the momentum of both sides was at its peak, making a deafening sound like that of a large bell. It shook in the Hall of Martial Arts. Those who were slightly weaker felt dizzy, and the figures of the two people on the stage became blurred.
Puff!
A black shadow flew out and hit the wall on the other side. It slowly slid down like a gecko, spitting out blood and falling unconscious.
However, this person was not Cynanchum Chinense, who was slightly weaker than everyone expected.
It was Zhou Wenzi, who was arrogant just a moment ago!
Zhou Wenzi, a master of the Sixth Realm of Martial Arts, the strongest among this batch of disciples of the Abandoned Sword Villa, who had maintained the first place on the Xuan List for three months, was defeated by a fourteen-year-old girl's sword!
Everyone was dumbfounded and couldn't react for a while.
Chu Huoluo put away her sword with a smile on her face. She made a funny face at Chu Xie 'er, who was dumbstruck. Then, she scornfully blew at the tip of her sword and said, "Who asked you to fight me head-on? If you were a little more slippery, I might not have been able to win within three moves! "
The first move was unexpected. If Zhou Wenzi took full advantage of his rich combat experience, he could at least find a way to fight and drag out the time. In this case, Cynanchum Chinense couldn't do the requirement of The Third Prince to defeat the opponent in three moves.
"She … she is in the Seventh Realm of Martial Arts! Unless she is in the Seventh Realm, who can defeat Brother Zhou in a head-on fight? "
Someone exclaimed in surprise.
"How is that possible! She is in the Fifth Realm on the list! She has only been here for three months... how can she cross two Realms in a row? This … doesn't make sense! "
The hall was full of exclamations and clamors. Only the Third Young Master Shen was calm and composed. His brows were slightly furrowed, as if he wasn't satisfied with Cynanchum Chinense's battle.
Shen Baihe looked at him from afar. His eyes were about to spit fire.
He knew very well that what happened today was a miracle.
— — It was a miracle created by the Third Young Master Shen.
In other words, he originally thought that after his meridians were broken a year ago, he would stop. But now he found that the Third Young Master Shen's miracle was still continuing.
Even if he couldn't stand up, he could help a stupid girl step into the Seventh Realm of Martial Arts with just a few pointers.
The same Seventh Realm of Martial Arts as me! Shen Baihe almost bit his lip until it bled. This was the biggest insult to him. It made him feel that his hard work, wisdom, and schemes were all a joke.
"You … you stepped into the Seventh Realm of Martial Arts?"
Chu Xie 'er stood at the edge of the arena and asked Cynanchum Chinense.
Cynanchum Chinense shrugged and said with a smile, "It's all thanks to The Third Prince's pointers. But he's still very dissatisfied that I took so long to reach the Seventh Realm!"
This was a heavy blow to Chu Xie 'er. She suddenly realized that she originally thought that she could always suppress this extremely talented junior sister of hers. But now, she was standing far away in the sky. Even if she tried her best, she wouldn't be able to catch up.
Chu Xie 'er's heart felt like it was tied to a piece of lead. It sank all the way into the endless darkness.
Cynanchum Chinense smiled sweetly and stood obediently behind Shen Zhenyi. She knew that although she was the star of the show at this moment, all the glory came from The Third Prince. She didn't dare to steal the limelight.
In fact, all the spectators who came back to their senses were indeed focused on the wheelchair-bound Third Young Master Shen.
Dressed in white, he was peerless.
Although his face was a little haggard, he was still that otherworldly Sword God.
His expression was calm. He didn't care about this victory at all. He even seemed a little tired.
Shen Baihe forced a smile and walked in front of Shen Zhenyi. He pretended to be excited and said with a trembling voice, "Third Brother, you … you've recovered?"
"Not really."
Shen Zhenyi's tone was lazy. "It's just that I've been quiet for a long time. Big Brother, you don't have to worry too much. I don't care about the things that you care about. "
There were ambitious people like Shen Baihe everywhere. Shen Zhenyi was already used to it. The dispute on the snail's horn only made him feel funny.
Shen Baihe didn't expect that his third brother's words would be so sharp in front of so many people. He felt guilty and didn't dare to ask again. He could only hold Shen Zhenyi's wheelchair and change the topic. He smiled and said to the crowd, "Junior Sister Chu's swordsmanship today has a bit of my third brother's charm. You are all lucky to see such a stunning new talent on the stage."
She didn't make a sound for three months, but she made a sound that shocked the world.
Cynanchum Chinense proved her strength in the seventh realm of martial arts. At the age of 14, she won the first place on the Abandoned Sword Villa's Ranking List of Young Masters. She was the most outstanding new talent in recent years — except for Shen Zhenyi, of course.
The spectators seemed to wake up from a dream and looked at Cynanchum Chinense enviously.
With this battle, this girl would be famous all over the world.
"The swordsmanship of that sword just now was not pure enough. Go back and practice it a thousand times."
Shen Zhenyi didn't feel proud at all. He only put forward higher requirements for Cynanchum Chinense. In his opinion, Cynanchum Chinense's swordsmanship was still full of holes. The reason why it was so smooth was that the opponent was too weak.
This kind of victory was not worth mentioning at all.
"Yes." Cynanchum Chinense stuck out her tongue and didn't dare to refute. She nodded and said yes.
Everyone was silent.
The Third Prince only had such an evaluation of the sword that they were shocked by?
"Big Brother, this battle is over. I will go back to my room first." Shen Zhenyi was dispirited. He said goodbye to Shen Baihe and signaled Cynanchum Chinense to leave with him.
Cynanchum Chinense cleverly pushed the wheelchair and left under everyone's gaze.
Shen Zhenyi didn't turn back until they reached the entrance of the Hall of Martial Arts. He asked calmly, "Big Brother, the Dream Sword Villa where I live should be cleaned up, right?"
Shen Zhenyi used to live alone in the East Courtyard of the Abandoned Sword Villa. He built a three-story building called the Dream Sword Villa by the river. He practiced swordsmanship alone in the building since he was young. It was a holy place in the hearts of the disciples in the villa.
After he was injured, Shen Zhenyi moved to the back of the mountain. The Dream Sword Villa was empty and no one lived there.
Shen Baihe said reluctantly, "Father always told me that there are always servants cleaning the East Courtyard, waiting for you to go down the mountain."
In his mind, it would be best for his third brother to live in the back of the mountain for the rest of his life and never go down the mountain. Unfortunately, everything was going the way he didn't want.
Why did he want to go down the mountain?
Shen Baihe maintained a smile on his face, but his hands were clenched in his sleeves. The veins on the back of his hands were protruding. He used all his patience to not make trouble on the spot.
Shen Zhenyi nodded slightly and didn't say a word. The wheelchair moved silently. He and Cynanchum Chinense soon disappeared into the sea of flowers in the back of the courtyard.
After The Third Prince left, the spectators in the Martial Arts Practice Field seemed to have suddenly calmed down. They took a long breath at the same time and started to discuss.
"I didn't expect to have the opportunity to see The Third Prince!"
"Although The Third Prince has lost his martial arts, he is still like a celestial being!"
"Oh, Junior Sister Chu only got the favor of The Third Prince, but she has such good luck. Why didn't I think of it earlier? I should have gone to the back of the mountain to ask for help!"
Most of the people present regretted it.
Zhou Wenzi, who was unconscious at the side, had not been noticed by anyone until now. Chu Xie 'er's face was pale as she stood there in a daze. It was as if her soul had been sucked out of her body. Shen Baihe looked at the two of them and couldn't help but feel sympathy for them.
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