Lu Qian mumbled, "Xueer won't tell anyone …" Then he pulled Nangong Xue and said, "Xueer, promise me that you won't tell anyone. As long as you say it, I'll believe you!" Nangong Xue had been silent all this time, but now she coldly opened her mouth and said, "Stop pretending. I advise you to kill me, otherwise I'll spread the news to everyone. But I have a word of advice: it's not that I won't avenge you, but it's not time yet. Too much injustice brings about self-destruction. Shixiong will definitely avenge me. "
The Kongtong Sect leader urged, "What's so great about Li Yijie? Sooner or later she'll be defeated by you. If she doesn't die, then you'll be the one to die. Hurry up and kill her, what are you waiting for? "
Lu Qian slowly raised his sword and aimed it at Nangong Xue's throat, but his wrist was trembling so he couldn't stab her.
Chu Menglin suddenly had an idea; he pretended to be disdainful and said with a cold laugh, "You can't kill her. That's what they call trying to cover up. If you say that something unexpected happened, like Mr. He dying of illness, other people won't benefit from it. They'll just say a few words of pity and pity, and it'll be fine. Who is the leader of the Kunlun Sect has nothing to do with them. But if a female disciple of the Huashan Sect suddenly died for no apparent reason, it'll inevitably raise suspicions that there's something fishy going on. Xueer Jiejie is Meng Anying's favorite disciple, so the Huashan Sect will investigate. If this matter is exposed, Qian gege's reputation will be ruined. I say, Ox-nose, he's your martial nephew. How can you be so heartless as to insist on killing him? " Then he turned to Nangong Xue and said, "Xueer Jiejie, this kid's words don't carry much weight. But at this critical juncture, we'll overthrow him and force that old thief to gain power ahead of time. He'll definitely become a formidable opponent for Li gege. Is that what you want to see? So listen to my advice. When you go back, pretend that you don't know anything. "
The Kong Tong Sect's Sect Leader thought, "This witch's words are indeed somewhat reasonable. Lu Shizhi might think that I am harboring evil intentions. This corner must not be taken away by others." Patting Lu Qian's shoulder lightly, he laughed and said, "Shibo was just joking with you. Since she is your little lover, I won't force you to ruthlessly destroy a flower. From now on, you are the Sect Leader of Kunlun, we will call each other brothers. This foolish brother congratulates you first. Ha ha, I will hear the good news tomorrow. But in the field of battle and love, Xiandi has defeated Li Yijie. Do you understand the reason behind this? "Clasping his hands behind his back, he walked away slowly.
Lu Qian let out a long breath. "That was close, that was close!" he cried inwardly. He wanted to say something to lighten the atmosphere, but Chu Menglin was the first to speak, "Xueer Jiejie, it is all thanks to my glib tongue that I have saved your life once again. If you want to call it quits with me, it will be very difficult." Lu Qian really loved and hated Chu Menglin at the same time. Tightly holding her hand, he said, "Miss Chu, thank … thank you very much. If you were not here, I really don't know how I would have ended this." Chu Menglin laughed and said, "I am saving Xueer Jiejie's life. Who are you to her? Why do I need your thanks?" Rolling her eyes, she continued, "Even if you really want to repay me, you should know that I want it."
Nangong Xue interrupted, "Don't think that I will be grateful to you for your kindness. That blueprint will definitely belong to my Shixiong. Not only that, sooner or later the Severing Soul Tear will also be in his pocket. " Chu Menglin laughed and said, "That's right. The Wulin Alliance's Meng Zhu position will also belong to him. Your body will also belong to him." "That's right," Nangong Xue said. She was referring to the Meng Zhu position, but Chu Menglin kept repeating it, so it sounded like he was agreeing with the latter part of the sentence. Immediately her face turned red. She wanted to rebuke him, but in her heart she was very happy. She covered her face and left. The two of them did not pursue her.
Nangong Xue rushed back to her tent. She saw a faint light coming from behind her master's curtain. Thinking that Li Yijie must also be practicing martial arts diligently, she did not want to disturb him. She returned alone to the female disciples' tent. But her mind was in a mess and she was unable to close her eyes. It was not until dawn that she began to feel sleepy. The other disciples had already gotten up and put on their clothes. She did not want to appear abnormal and be teased by her martial sisters that 'Shixiong is not here,' so she also went to fetch water and wash her face and rinse her mouth.
When she arrived at the stage, Li Yijie was still discussing martial arts with Meng Anying. He did not notice that Nangong Xue's eyes were sunken and there were dark circles under her eyes. Nangong Xue felt a burst of indescribable bitterness. She thought, "Shixiong and I are together day and night, but I always feel that the distance between us is even greater than Miss Yun 'er. He has never cared about me. Whether I am cold or hot, hungry or thirsty, he does not care. But the one who declared his love for me, I actually do not love him. "Subconsciously she cast a glance toward the Kunlun Sect. She saw that the disciples were indeed wearing mourning clothes, their faces were filled with grief. Lu Qian was wearing an earthy-yellow python robe, with a Sect Leader's black gold crown on his head. He stood shoulder to shoulder with Tong Zhi in the middle of the stage.
He heard Tong Zhi say, "The Kunlun Sect's former Sect Leader, He Zhengxian, passed away last night. The Wulin world has lost this senior hero, which is a great regret. He Zhengxiong's last wish was to appoint his martial nephew, Lu Qian, Shaoxia Lu, as his successor. This Lu Qian is the winner of yesterday's martial arts competition. His martial art skill is clear for all to see; he is indeed extraordinary. "
Lu Qian cupped his fists and cupped his fists. With a solemn expression he said, "Zaixia is young and inexperienced. I am indebted to Shishu for his appreciation and entrusted me with the important position of Sect Leader. Since I have accepted the Senior's mission, I will carry on his legacy and carry forward our Kunlun Sect to greater heights. I, Lu Qian, would like to express my gratitude in advance. "The Kongtong Sect's Sect Leader smiled and thought," When this little demon is serious, he is really something. "
Tong Zhi continued, "In today's martial arts competition, victory or defeat will determine the universe. May I ask which hero wants to challenge us?" As soon as his voice faded, immediately a plain-clothed young girl leaped onto the stage. She first bowed to Tong Zhi, then turned toward Lu Qian. Holding her sword, she cupped her fists and said, "Mount Hua's disciple, Nangong Xue, would like to experience Sect Leader Lu's superior skill."
Lu Qian's expression immediately turned sorrowful. He sighed and said, "Xueer, do we really have to meet each other on the battlefield like this? When I first saw that you were not dead, I was so happy. " Nangong Xue pressed her sword against his throat, exactly like Lu Qian did last night. She coldly said, "If you really cared about me, you wouldn't have let An Yesun kill me. You wouldn't have used me to threaten Shixiong. I didn't come here to talk nonsense with you. Let's fight!"
Lu Qian's two fingers clamped the tip of the sword. He smiled and said, "I won't hurt you." Nangong Xue angrily said, "What? Am I, a woman, not worthy of Sect Leader Lu's full strength? If you dare to deliberately go easy on me, I will tell the whole world about your disgraceful deeds. "
Lu Qian sighed almost inaudibly and said, "You always force me to do things that go against my conscience. But as soon as I see you, it's as if I am possessed. I want to treat you well, to win your favor, or perhaps it's because of the sins of my previous life. Fine, if you want to fight, I'll fight with you. " Pushing the sword away from his neck, he used his left palm to strike Nangong Xue's shoulder. Nangong Xue leaped back, but still held the hilt of her sword tightly. Thus, the tip of the sword chopped down. Lu Qian had no choice but to let go and untie the sword at his waist. Nangong Xue's feet kicked repeatedly. Lu Qian did not have time to draw his sword and had to use the scabbard to block.
Nangong Xue stamped her foot and swung her sword diagonally. Lu Qian used the hilt of his sword to block the tip of her sword, causing the scabbard to fall off. He used his other hand to catch the scabbard and used it as a stick to strike her right eye. Nangong Xue quickly pulled her sword back and chopped horizontally. Her left side was wide open and was about to collide with the tip of the sword. Lu Qian turned his sword around and chopped downwards. Nangong Xue turned her sword around to parry. She knew Lu Qian was giving way, so she glared fiercely at him.
Li Yijie was watching from below the stage. Meng Anying suddenly sighed and said, "Strange, strange!" "What is Shifu referring to?" Li Yijie asked. Meng Anying said, "Looking at Xue 'er's moves, she was surrounded by danger, sometimes she did not hesitate to use her own body to block the sword, just to take advantage of the momentum to pursue and attack. However, in a martial art competition, she neglected to protect herself, which is a very unwise move. Based on Xue' er's martial art skill, she should not have made such a careless mistake." Li Yijie muttered, "Xue 'er was eager to win, but why did she do that? Does she really want to be the Alliance Leader that much? "
In Nangong Xue's mind, there was another consideration. She completely disregarded her own life and death. As long as she could injure Lu Qian severely, Li Yijie could easily win. Even if she broke the rules, she would not implicate her fellow disciples. But Lu Qian's martial arts were much higher than hers. If he did not deliberately give in, he would have defeated her. But he was so engrossed in Nangong Xue's sword dance that he only lured her to attack him. He could not bear to end the competition quickly.
Nangong Xue had a belly full of anger. In a martial arts competition, one should not be distracted. Since she was determined to die, she pricked up her ears to listen to the discussion below the stage. When Li Yijie said in a disdainful tone, "Does she really want to be the Alliance Leader that much?" Nangong Xue had a vengeful heart. She wished she could immediately fall down in front of him. Perhaps she could make him shed a tear. Later on when he was with Shen Shiyun, he would often think of her. Her footsteps staggered, her left hand brandished the sword to attack. She wanted to divert Lu Qian's attention first. Her right hand gently grabbed the back of his hand, blocking everyone's line of sight. Then she gently stuffed a dagger into his hand and pulled it back to stab her own lower abdomen. She wanted to use this opportunity to frame him and kill her. That would violate the rule of 'no killing is allowed'. Even if she won, she would still lose.
Lu Qian felt the softness of her hand and was delighted. But when he felt a hard object in his hand, he knew something was wrong. He quickly pulled his hand back, but the dagger had already sunk several inches into his abdomen. Because he pulled it back, the dagger deviated by an inch and pierced his waist.
Lu Qian hastily pulled the dagger out. Blood splattered everywhere. Nangong Xue cried out, she swayed and was about to fall to the ground. "Xueer!" Li Yijie called out in alarm. He wanted to go up the stage, but Jie Yan was one step ahead of him. He rushed up to support Nangong Xue's shoulders and shouted at Lu Qian, "Treating a weak woman like this is a violation of Jianghu's moral code. How can the Wulin Alliance's Meng Zhu be someone like you?"
Lu Qian angrily said, "Which school are you from? How dare you shout at me?" Jie Yan suppressed his anger and said indifferently, "I am Wudang Pai's Jie Yan." The corners of Lu Qian's lips curled up. "Oh, I remember," he said with a light laugh, "So it's you. At the Way of Heaven's Longevity Banquet, the little fellow who used the fake 'Soul Severing Tears' to deceive Shifu. You should call me Shibo. " Now that he was the Sect Leader of Kunlun, he felt that his status was honorable and that he was a cut above others. His tone of voice was no longer as humble as it used to be, but rather arrogant.
Nangong Xue took a deep breath and sneered, "Since you call yourself Shibo, you still … bully the weak …" She used her internal energy and blood gushed out from her wound like a spring. Jie Yan hurriedly sealed several of her acupoints. He placed a palm on her waist and transferred his internal energy. Lu Qian raised his sword and shouted, "Little fellow, behave yourself!" As he held the sword in front of him, his eyes suddenly lit up. "Martial nephew Jie Yan," he said with a smile, "do you know how to read?"
Jie Yan was startled. He didn't understand what his inability to read had to do with Nangong Xue's injury. "Since I was young," he replied, "I have followed my Shifu and read all kinds of books about cultivation. But I don't know the secret language of the remote tribes in the wilderness."
"Good," Lu Qian laughed, "then look at the words engraved on this' lethal weapon 'of mine." The sword was stained with blood, but he could barely make out the words' Mount Hua Nangong Xue '. This was a gift from the Sect Leader of Mount Hua. Every disciple kept it with them as proof of their identity. Jie Yan didn't understand his intentions, so he didn't dare to answer. Nangong Xue anxiously pulled his sleeve and said, "Don't say anything more. I want to rest outside the ring." "Nangong Shimei," Jie Yan quickly said, "I'll help you."
Lu Qian shouted, "Since you're already on this martial arts stage, if you don't show your true skills, others won't be convinced." He waved his hand and a handful of steel needles flew toward Jie Yan's back. Jie Yan didn't have time to rest, but he couldn't put down Nangong Xue to dodge. He had no choice but to transfer his internal energy to his back. Suddenly he heard a clanking sound. Li Yijie's long sword blocked all the steel needles and stabbed them into the ground in front of Lu Qian's feet. He shook his head and said, "Stabbing people in the dark, you can't be considered a hero."
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