Xiao Long Nu did not expect his seemingly fragile fingers to be harder than a sharp sword. When she saw the Guardian Metal Sect Master clamp her sword with his fingers, she thought that she could cut off his fingertips with her sword. Xiao Long Nu was kind-hearted. She thought that she had no enmity with him and was hesitating whether she should be merciful. She did not expect her sword to be snapped in half in the blink of an eye, and the Guardian Metal Sect Master's other hand was already stabbing toward her waist.
The entire inn was filled with gasps. Most of the men could not bear to see this fairy-like lady perish just like that. Although Xiao Long Nu was shocked, she still maintained a frosty expression. Her entire upper body suddenly fell backward.
Her sword had been very fast just now, but in the blink of an eye, she seemed to have forgotten about inertia and turned in the opposite direction. Everyone in the room broke into a cold sweat for her, fearing that her slender waist would be snapped.
However, Xiao Long Nu's entire body displayed exaggerated flexibility. She was like a willow branch as she completed this difficult maneuver very gently. She kicked the Guardian Metal Sect Master's wrist with the tip of her foot and took the opportunity to flip backward ten feet. She glanced at the broken sword in her hand and stared at the other party vigilantly.
The Guardian Metal Sect Master respected his status and did not pursue a young lady after failing to land a blow. However, he admired Xiao Long Nu's martial arts very much.
"This soft waist, tsk tsk …" Song Qingshu secretly lowered his hands that were about to execute the Dragon-Capturing Technique and sighed with emotion.
"Uncle, are you up to no good again?" Icy Snow covered her mouth and giggled.
"No way ~" Song Qingshu blushed and smiled embarrassedly.
"Miss, your sword is broken. If you don't mind, you can use my sword." Suddenly, a clear male voice was heard. Everyone turned to look and saw that it was the young man in luxurious clothes who was sitting next to Ouyang Feng.
Xiao Longnu raised her hand and caught the sword that the other party had tossed over. She examined it for a moment, and her expression was rather satisfied.
"Although my Mount Wu Sword cannot compare to the famous Heavenly Sword and Dragon Saber of Jianghu, it is more than enough to split metal and break rocks …" The Embroidered Clothed Young Master wanted to brag without restraint, but Xiao Longnu nodded her head and turned around to look at Zhao Zhijing, who was behind Jinlun Fawang, leaving him with only the image of her delicate back.
The Young Master in luxurious clothes felt suffocated. He had no choice but to sit back down with a gloomy expression on his face.
Song QingShu smiled knowingly. This Young Master was handsome and generous, so it was easy for him to have a good impression of an ordinary girl. Who would have thought that he would meet Xiao Longnu, who was ignorant of worldly affairs? She was a silent, heartless, and expressionless girl.
"Uncle seems to be very happy to see that young man suffer a setback." After being intimate with Song QingShu, Icy Snow's thoughts were unknowingly tied to him. The smile that appeared on Song QingShu's lips couldn't escape her attention.
"If I'm not wrong, this young man should be a noble of the Jin Kingdom. He is destined to be our enemy. It's natural for me to be happy to see him suffer a setback. " Song Qingshu suddenly laughed and reached out to hold Icy Snow's soft hand. "Sister-in-law, are you jealous?"
Icy Snow's heart skipped a beat. She looked up and saw that no one noticed their little movements under the table. She quickly and quietly broke free. Her pretty face under the mask was already flushed. She pouted coquettishly. "No way ~"
"Why is your finger strength so powerful?" Although Xiao Long Nu could not wait to rush over and kill Zhao Zhijing, she was not a reckless person. Jinlun Fawang was already very powerful, and the dhuta's martial arts were not inferior to his. Moreover, there was a large group of unknown experts over there.
"Young lady, it's not surprising that you don't know about the power of King Kong Finger." The Vajra Faction Master looked proud.
"The Shaolin Temple's King Kong Finger?" Xiao Long Nu was ignorant of worldly affairs. She had some understanding of the martial arts in Jianghu, but she was not sure.
The Vajra Faction Master's expression changed. "Bullshit! The fake King Kong Finger of those bald donkeys from Shaolin Temple is nothing compared to the authentic one from our Vajra Faction! The so-called 'Knowledge and Wisdom' Four Divine Monks of Shaolin Temple had the highest attainments in King Kong Finger. One died under Xie Xun's chaotic fists, another was easily captured by Cheng Kun, and the last one couldn't even defeat my disciple. What a joke! "
"So King Kong Finger is a martial art from the Vajra Faction. Did the Shaolin Temple steal it?" Xiao Long Nu did not take offense. She had an expression of sudden realization, but a trace of doubt still flashed across her face.
Seeing that Xiao Long Nu did not seem to have any ulterior motives, the Vajra Faction Master could not lose his temper. His face flushed red while Jinlun Fawang and Taoist Priest Baishang snickered on the side.
"I'm going to cause trouble for this Taoist, are you really going to protect him?" Xiao Long Nu was not interested in the origins of the sect and quickly put aside the King Kong Finger.
"Young lady, it's best if you leave as soon as possible. There are so many of them here, and any one of them is a martial arts senior whose name shakes Jianghu. You won't be able to defeat any one of them. It'll be bad if you get yourself into trouble."
On the other side, Ouyang Feng laughed coldly. It seemed like a compliment, but in reality, it was full of sarcasm. Although Ouyang Feng had never seen this daughter-in-law of his before due to the change in the plot, he could tell that Zhao Min and her party were Mongolians. Naturally, he did not have a good impression of them.
Ouyang Feng's words caused Taoist Priest Baishang, the Vajra Faction Master, Jinlun Fawang and the others to lose face. They were all martial arts masters, especially Taoist Priest Baishang, who was a self-proclaimed elder of the martial arts world who could compete with Zhang SanFeng. How could they be willing to make a move against a delicate young girl?
"What is the meaning of this?" Seeing that the others were not answering and were standing in front of Zhao Zhijing, Xiao Long Nu said angrily.
Zhao Min smiled, "This sister's martial arts are so high, can you tell me your name?"
Xiao Long Nu frowned slightly and replied indifferently, "My surname is Long." She then closed her mouth tightly and did not say another word.
Zhao Min was startled. After thinking for a while, she more or less understood Xiao Long Nu's personality, "I've always liked martial arts. I wonder if Miss Long Nu would be willing to teach me that amazing swordplay just now?"
Xiao Long Nu shook her head, "You can't learn my martial arts."
Zhao Min smiled sweetly, "Although I don't dare to call myself a genius in martial arts, up until now, there is no martial arts that I can't learn."
Zhao Min thought that Xiao Long Nu was not willing to easily teach martial arts to others. She did not know that what Xiao Long Nu said was actually the truth. The Pure Heart of Jade Maiden Swordplay required two people to work together. One person would use the Pure Heart of Jade Maiden Swordplay while the other would use the Quanzhen Swordplay. If one person wanted to use it, they would have to learn Zhou Botong's Left and Right Mutual Combat Technique.
But the Left and Right Mutual Combat Technique could not be learned by those who were not simple minded. This was especially true for people like Zhao Min and Huang Rong, who had the 'Seven Exquisite Hearts'. They could not even learn it.
Xiao Long Nu did not think too much and said whatever came to her mind. Seeing Zhao Min's confident expression, she pointed her sword at Zhao Zhijing and Yin Zhiping, "Fine, kill these two Taoists and I will teach you."
Zhao Min had an 'as expected' expression on her face. Compared to martial arts, she was more interested in the Quanzhen Sect behind Zhao Zhijing and Yin Zhiping. Naturally, she would not abandon them. She smiled, "Miss Long Nu, just now you have seen the martial arts of my subordinates. Do you think you can kill these two Taoists under their eyes?"
Xiao Long Nu was speechless. After a moment of hesitation, she said, "I can't. But you can protect them for a while, but not forever."
Zhao Min saw that she had the intention to leave. She thought that having such a skilled martial artist lurking around day and night would be a great danger. She rolled her eyes and came up with a plan, "Since Miss Long Nu thinks you can't, then I can give you another chance. If you can defeat any one of these three, you can do whatever you want with these two Taoists. If you can't, then please stay behind and teach me that swordplay. What do you think? "
Zhao Min did not really care about the swordplay. She only wanted to take this opportunity to settle the scores between the two sides. Now that the situation was like this, Taoist Bai Shen and the others respected their status and refused to make a move. With the swordplay and lightness kung fu that Xiao Long Nu had just displayed, the others would not be able to stop her.
Once Xiao Long Nu left, Zhao Zhijing and Yin Zhiping's lives would be in constant danger. This was something that Zhao Min, who was prepared to invest heavily in the two, could not accept.
Although Taoist Bai Shen and the other two respected their status and were unwilling to make a move on Xiao Long Nu, Zhao Min believed that they would not mind showing off their skills in front of her and Huazheng in the name of the bet. Based on the martial arts that Xiao Long Nu had just displayed, although her swordplay was exquisite, her internal energy was too weak. She was definitely not a match for the three of them.
As long as she kept Xiao Long Nu by her side, Zhao Min could pretend that she did not know the swordplay and keep her there. She was confident that with her intelligence, it would not be difficult for her to slowly dissolve the hatred between Xiao Long Nu and Zhao Zhijing over time.
"Are you serious?" Xiao Long Nu's eyes brightened.
Zhao Min was stunned. She could not understand why she was so excited. She only thought that she was eager for revenge and was ready to go all out. She smiled and nodded, "Of course." She then turned to look at Taoist Bai Shen and the others and said respectfully, "I really like this sister's swordplay. Can the three of you help me give Miss Long some pointers and help me win this bet?"
Taoist Bai Shen and the other two looked at each other. Although they did not want to bully the weak, they had to give face to Zhao Min. She spoke politely in front of outsiders, but the three of them knew how powerful she was in Mongolia. Since they had pledged their allegiance to Mongolia, they could not afford to offend her.
Moreover, Zhao Min had given them a way out of this embarrassing situation. In the name of giving pointers, they could reluctantly accept it. So they all nodded in agreement.
Jinlun Fawang had suffered under the swordplay of "Pure Heart of Jade Maiden" and couldn't help but secretly complain. However, the arrow on the bowstring had to be released. The other two had already agreed, he did not dare to lose face in front of everyone.
"Miss Long Nu, you can choose any opponent. As long as … as long as you can withstand a hundred moves from them, you win." Zhao Min felt that if she said that Xiao Long Nu would win, it would damage the dignity of the Grandmasters. So she changed her words at the last minute. From what she could see, these three's martial arts were far higher than Xiao Long Nu's. It would not be difficult for them to defeat her within a hundred moves.
"Okay," Xiao Long Nu was also very straightforward. She raised her sword and pointed at Jinlun Fawang, "Then I choose him."
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