After I was reborn, I became the most ruthless cub in the whole continent

Chapter 76 Chapter 076 Friendly Exchange
Qin Qing's cultivation is not particularly outstanding in the Beixuan Lingyuan. The failure in the competition is not because the opponent is not strong, but because Qin Qing will use her family's unique skills regardless of herself once she is in the top.

Dean Zhao has seen the power of this move before.

Once, Tianjiao, a spiritual emperor of the Qin family, used this trick when fighting against a half-step spiritual sage, and the world was overshadowed by it in an instant.

The gorgeous and terrifying sword moves lightly wiped away a powerful life that stomped and stomped, and the North Xuanyu might have to shake it.

It's like a flower blooming and thanking silently in the dark night.

From then on, Dean Zhao always had a friendly attitude towards the sword repairmen from the Qin family.

Qin Qing, the treasure of the Qin family, with a natural sword body, came to Beixuan Lingyuan for further study. Dean Zhao did not expect it. He made friends with Qin Qing's elder brother, and he also watched Qin Qing's elder brother gradually develop Qin Qing into the person he is now. look.

If anything goes wrong with Qin Qing, Dean Zhao must not let himself go first.

If Qin Qing violated the rules of the competition, Dean Zhao would have to take the lead in dealing with Qin Qing.

Every time Qin Qing uses this trick, he can only interrupt it as a human shield, and then declare the competition a draw.

What else can be done?

Before, Qin Qing's cultivation was not enough to support her to use this sword move completely.

Now Qin Qing Lingzun's cultivation base is barely enough.

Dean Zhao didn't even dare to entrust him.

"Principal Zhao's students have cards, so don't my disciples of Qing Lingzong not?" Nan Tao laughed.

Nan Tao's appearance is not very obvious, which makes Dean Zhao always ignore the fact that Nan Tao's strength is superior to his, and he is suddenly shocked when he thinks about it.

With this interruption, Qin Qing had already completed the momentum of his sword move, and thousands of sword lights were like a goddess spreading flowers, with murderous intent hidden in the splendor.

Song Jingmo's eyes were serious.

She didn't expect that Qin Qing would not be able to afford it, so he just amplified his moves.

However, it happened to be a wedding dress for her.

Song Jingmo smiled at Qin Qing, who was about to run out of spiritual power through thousands of sword lights, and she smiled like a spring blossoming.

Qin Qing was stunned, and saw Song Jingmo put his hands together, and when he opened it again, a mirror appeared in her hands.

The mirror was suspended in mid-air, and under the watchful gaze of Dean Zhao, who was full of disbelief, he swallowed the sword light into it.

The test bench was clean, without leaving any traces.

"Do you want to continue?" Song Jingmo asked based on the principle of friendly exchanges.

"What tricks do you have, just use them." Qin Qing held a sword in one hand, his face was a little pale, and his voice was firm.

Dean Zhao knocked on his head, shaking it regretfully.

"It's over."

"It's over."

"Qin Qing has run out of spiritual power now, so he can only rely on pure physical strength to fight. Continuing to use the sword will consume the vitality of the body."

He should have called a stop directly. A draw is better than watching Qin Qing mess around.

If anything happened to Qin Qing, how would he explain it to the academy.

Qin Qing is the seed player for Beixuan Lingyuan to participate in the selection of Tianxuan Lingyuan next year.

Dean Zhao scratched his head, and accidentally pulled out a few hairs, and his heart ached even more.

"The disciples of the Qingling Sect have always been very measured in the competition, so there is no need for Dean Zhao to worry." Nan Tao's tone was as calm as ever.

It made Dean Zhao not calm at all, and his mentality was not very good.

Song Jingmo knew that Qin Qing's spiritual power was running out, so he also withdrew his spiritual power.

Among other things, Song Jingmo was very moved by Qin Qing's almost instinctive fighting awareness and fighting skills.

Without spiritual power, she can compete with Qin Qing by relying on physical strength alone.

Winning or losing is not important, as long as you can learn something in the competition, you will earn it yourself.

After a few moves, Qin Qing also realized Song Jingmo's thoughts, put the long sword back into its sheath, and put aside the sword that almost never left his body.

"No weapons."

"We're serious about playing a game."

"Okay." Song Jingmo put down the long stick, and the two fought back and forth with their bare hands.

Chi Zhishu frowned, and asked doubtfully, "Why do I feel that little junior sister's mirror is not that simple?"

"Little Junior Sister's mirror is her innate skill."

Useful not only to absorb attacks.

Qin Qing wanted to teach, and slowed down the speed of his attack. Song Jingmo had a good understanding, and he could understand it with a little hint. The two played heartily.

When both of them relaxed their muscles and bones, they retracted their hands at the same time and looked at each other with a smile.

"Does your mirror have other functions?" Qin Qing asked with a smile on his face.

"The attack that can be copied and absorbed will be reduced in power." Song Jingmo didn't hide it either.

After a serious fight, she has already understood Qin Qing's temperament.

This is a martial idiot who likes to polish his sword moves in competitions. He basically spends his mind on how to improve his sword skills. He should be very calm at ordinary times. I don’t know why he is a little anxious today.

"I lost." Qin Qing knew that he had lost from the moment he used the last sword of the Qin family's nineteen swords in a flash of thought.

If Song Jingmo didn't have that mirror, it would be impossible to get out of the body.

If there is a slight mistake, Song Jingmo may become his own ghost under the sword.

Thinking about it, Qin Qing felt a little scared, pursed his lips, and apologized to Song Jingmo awkwardly.

"Be careful next time." Song Jingmo waved his hand.

She knew that Qin Qing's ability to magnify his moves without hesitation was because he was used to someone coming out to cover him.

However, such an exchange-type competition may not be able to react in time. What if it is on a stage where life and death are not important?Or when attacked?

You can't just let go of your big move, and you will lose all your combat power, just like the shrimp that has just moulted.

Song Jingmo himself is not good at reminding directly, nor does he have the position to remind, so he can only remind indirectly.

Qin Qing's spiritual power was exhausted, and she still had [-] to [-]% of her spiritual power left.

Even if Qin Qing still has the strength to fight, he will have to pay a certain price.

From Qingyan's mouth, he had heard about the scene of thousands of geniuses emerging one after another thousands of years ago, and Song Jingmo also looked forward to the emergence of many geniuses in this era.

Her life is not endless, maybe someone will jump out one day and let her sacrifice herself to save the world.

We can't let people make selfless dedication and self-sacrifice every time the mainland lives and dies.

Song Jingmo didn't think about the possibility of bringing new hope to Xiuling Continent, she just wanted to do what she could do, and tried her best not to waste every day.

"Is there a third match?" Nan Tao wrote down the winner of the second match, and asked Dean Zhao with her head tilted.

After several emotional ups and downs, Dean Zhao changed from full of confidence at the beginning to now "destroy me, I'm tired".

"The disciples of the noble sect are excellent, and we will be bothering you for a while." Dean Zhao is not thin-skinned. The fact that his students lost two competitions in a row has passed with him, and he only wants to learn about Qingling sect. How to teach disciples.

(End of this chapter)