Chu Xie'er was secretly delighted. Normally, Cynanchum Chinense was timid but slippery. Even if she forced her to make a move, she would leave immediately and would not give her a chance to inflict serious injuries. She did not expect her to lose her mind over a cripple. Chu Xie'er did not mind solving the problem once and for all.
She increased the strength of her palms by thirty percent and even secretly used her Yin Flame. She wanted to injure Cynanchum Chinense's lungs in one fell swoop and make it difficult for her to recover. Then, there would be no need to compete in the arena after more than a year.
Cynanchum Chinense only felt the pressure suddenly increase. Her arms could not form a ring, and her true Qi could not flow through. Her wrists felt like they were being torn apart. She became timid and her strength became weaker. She was extremely frightened.
Am I going to die?
Chu Huoluo's mind was in a mess, but she caught a glimpse of Third Young Master Shen's silhouette behind her from the corner of her eye. She didn't know where a valiant spirit was born in her chest. She endured the severe pain in her forearm bone and forcibly crossed her arms, forming a perfect circle.
Boom!
In an instant, there was a white flame flickering around her body. It was like a seal. At this moment, there was an aura of unity between mind and spirit. Yan Huo Tai Chi flowed continuously. There seemed to be the sound of a dragon roaring in the middle circle. It was an extremely profound level of this move.
"This little girl's talent is indeed above her senior sister's. It's a pity that her temperament …"
Shen Zhenyi sighed inwardly.
Chu Xie'er saw Cynanchum Chinense suddenly explode and was shocked. But she was not afraid at all. She was confident that she could defeat her. She shouted loudly. Her palms crisscrossed in succession and slapped Chu Huoluo's arms that were like a ring.
Cynanchum Chinense felt the pain and groaned. The fear in her heart could not be dispelled. The courage that she had worked so hard to muster dissipated. Yan Huo Tai Chi was naturally defeated. She only felt a huge force that could topple mountains and overturn seas. She knew that she would die.
Chu Xie 'er didn't expect her to be an empty shell. She sneered and didn't intend to retract her strength.
Her imposing manner was awe-inspiring as she pressed forward courageously. If the two palms landed, Cynanchum Chinense would be severely injured, if not dead.
Whoosh!
There was no muffled sound of flesh being broken as expected. Instead, it hit nothing but air. There was only the whistling sound of the wind from the palm. Chu Xie 'er's palm hit empty air. She felt a burst of unbearable pain in her chest. She looked carefully, but the person in front of her had already changed.
Shen Zhenyi had somehow moved in front of Cynanchum Chinense, and Chu Xie 'er's palm was just two inches away from his face. Even though the distance between them was extremely close, he had already reached his limit. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't deliver his palm strike.
Chu Xie 'er was shocked. Although her words were arrogant, she was still wary of this former number one swordsman. Without any hesitation, he took a small step back and assumed a defensive posture. Then she remembered that Shen Zhenyi's meridians had long been broken. It was impossible for him to attack. She couldn't help but blush from her subconscious reaction.
"Little girls fighting, don't damage the peach blossoms behind the mountain."
Shen Zhenyi's attitude was calm. He pointed to an old peach tree behind him. New branches were growing out of the withered tree, and tender green leaves had already appeared. In a few more days, they would probably bloom.
Chu Xie 'er's heart trembled. She felt that there was a strong sense of oppression in his calm tone, so she didn't have any intention of attacking.
Could it be that the Third Young Master Shen wasn't completely crippled like others said?
Even if he could still use a little bit of those earth-shattering swordsmanship …
She made a prompt decision and took another step back. She snorted coldly and said, "The Third Prince must have seen a joke. I just wanted to teach this good-for-nothing Shimei a lesson."
At the beginning, she was clearly aiming to attack Shen Zhenyi, but Cynanchum Chinense stopped her. Only then did the two of them start fighting, but she was able to make irresponsible remarks.
Shen Zhenyi didn't pay attention to her. He only said indifferently, "If you want to fight, there is a place. Don't disturb my peace."
He looked at the old peach tree. His fingers cut off a branch like a pair of scissors. He held it in his hand and made a gesture.
Chu Xie 'er took another three steps back.
She was still in a state of shock. She only felt that this branch contained a terrifying sword intent. This attacking posture could easily break her killing move and even take her life at the same time.
What kind of mystical swordsmanship was this? It didn't pale in the slightest because it was just a branch in the hands of a cripple.
Chu Xie 'er wanted to leave, but found that her knees were so sore that she couldn't turn around. Her teeth couldn't help but slightly chatter. Her face was as white as a dead person's.
At this time, Shen Zhenyi lowered the branch.
"The murderous aura still can't be completely restrained …"
He sighed softly and said, "The new disciples of Abandoned Sword Villa will always have a ranking. You sisters are from the same sect. There is no need to kill each other. Let's determine the winner according to the ranking on the Xuan List of Abandoned Sword Villa. "
Shen Zhenyi always spoke softly. He didn't want to waste any energy, but every word was irrefutable.
Chu Xie 'er's whole body was soft. She could only nod numbly. Her heart was only filled with the joy of surviving a disaster.
"You can go down the mountain. After three months, it will be the time to determine the winner. "Shen Zhenyi waved his hand absent-mindedly.
Chu Xie 'er felt as if she had been granted amnesty. She turned around and ran, disappearing like a wisp of smoke.
"The Third Prince, you haven't lost your martial arts?" After a long time, Cynanchum Chinense burst out with a roar.
Then why did you pretend to sit in a wheelchair every day? Cynanchum Chinense felt that her face was burning when she thought of how she had foolishly tried to protect the world's number one swordsman.
"Not really."
Shen Zhenyi shook his head, "Taking advantage of the opportunity of re-forging my meridians, I have been nurturing my sword aura for the past nine months in order to go further. Until now, I was barely able to restrain the murderous aura into my body. Otherwise, your Senior Sister would have died when she attacked me just now. "
He seemed to be very dissatisfied with this kind of invisible sword aura that could kill people.
The assassin who came to assassinate him before was unlucky enough to run into the sharp metal sword aura scattered around Shen Zhenyi's body. That was why he lost his life in vain.
Of course, the Third Young Master Shen Zhenyi felt that martial arts that couldn't be retracted and released freely were not enough.
Cynanchum Chinense was stunned.
"Let's not talk about this first." Shen Zhenyi changed the topic, "I helped you intimidate your senior sister just now. Consider it as a thank you for your efforts these past few months. But in the end, this matter still needs to be resolved by yourself. "
Cynanchum Chinense's eyes lit up, "Since Gongzi has such powerful sword aura, teach me. Then why should I be afraid of her?"
Shen Zhenyi glanced at her indifferently, "With your talent, if you can master the Godly Fire Technique within twenty years, step into the eighth realm of martial arts, and abolish your true energy to cultivate from scratch, you may have a thirty percent chance of mastering this sword aura technique."
The eighth realm of martial arts, isn't that already the peak of the world? You still have to abolish your cultivation and cultivate from scratch?
The first realm of martial arts is defense, the second realm is stupidity, the third realm is fighting strength, the fourth realm is small, the fifth realm is intelligence — this is Cynanchum Chinense's current level.
Then the sixth realm is Ethereal Opening, the seventh realm is Concrete, and the eighth realm is Meditative — there are only a few experts in the world.
This year's Nine Palace Mountain's Daoist Zhi Yuan, who was ranked last among the top ten experts of the Heavenly Rankings, was still stuck at the seventh realm of martial arts for thirty years. If someone could reach the eighth realm of martial arts, they would already be a grandmaster. Why would they need to go through the trouble of cultivating from scratch?
Moreover, there's only a thirty percent chance of mastering it!
You're probably the only one … Cynanchum Chinense shook her head helplessly. She knew her own limits. She really didn't have the luck to enjoy this sword aura technique.
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