Fairy, would you like to discuss the truth with me?

Chapter 112 Gu Nian

I hate all people with outstanding looks... When Su Xuan saw this sentence, he couldn't help but twitching at the corner of his mouth.

Thinking about his appearance again, he is simply a high-risk group.

Although Su Xuan was sure that the other party would not dare to act recklessly in the Shangqing Sect, if he was chosen in the lottery, he would have to suffer more than ordinary people.

If the other party's cultivation level was not higher than his own, Su Xuan would have given him evil thoughts.

But since he is not the Son of Destiny, the sense of crisis in Su Xuan's heart has also been reduced a lot... Ever since Ye Feng was killed by him, he has not met the Son of Destiny for half a year. Such a long "holiday" has made Su Xuan himself I couldn't help but murmur in my heart.

It seems that the next Destiny's Child is about to appear...

While Su Xuan was still thinking secretly in his heart, the last competition of the day also came to an end.

A total of ten battles were held in the morning, which did not consume much effort. Apart from the host Shangqing Sect, the best performer is Bodhi Temple.

The tenacious defense of the monks in the temple is like a turtle shell, which is extremely difficult for the monks in the same realm. Even if they can win in the end, the spiritual power in their bodies has been almost exhausted.

As for Changfeng Pavilion and Mo Yuanzong, their performances were unsatisfactory, with their disciples losing more than they won.

Although there would be an alchemy competition in the afternoon, Su Xuan knew nothing about alchemy and had no intention of joining in the fun, so he returned to his small courtyard early and continued his hard training.

Now that he is in the late stage of pill formation, he is not far away from Xuan Ying. Even if he only practices hard and steadily, with the current level of resource supply, he can always cross this last threshold within half a year.

Although the current situation is already full of storms, but after all... it should be able to last another half year.

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The next day.

"Number one versus number seven." The elder in charge of drawing lots shouted in a deep voice.

Su Xuan turned to look at Concubine Leng Qing.

The number corresponding to Senior Sister is No. 1...

And this No. 7... Su Xuan recalled it carefully, and finally a man wearing a black mask appeared in his mind.

Gu Nian.

The monk's memory is already extraordinary. After yesterday's ten rounds of competition, everyone present was able to associate numbers with people, so they all became excited for a while.

Although no one said it clearly, everyone knew that these two Xuan Yings were the most powerful among their group of True Legends.

I thought that the two men would fight against each other until the last round, but I didn't expect that in just the second round, there would be a situation where the two tigers were fighting each other.

Especially the ten true disciples who won in the first round, most of them had joy on their faces.

Regardless of who wins between these two, it's going to be a good thing for them. Not only does it mean that you have lost a very strong competitor, but it also means that you may be able to go further.

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"Senior sister, come on stage first." Concubine Leng Qing had a faint smile on her face, then stood up and walked to the ring.

"Senior sister, you still have to be careful." Su Xuan said softly from behind.

Although Gu Nian's strength was only at the early stage of Xuan Ying and was slightly behind Concubine Leng Qing, Su Xuan could never forget the palpitations he felt subconsciously when he saw Gu Nian.

Even if he is not the Son of Destiny, there is definitely something wrong with this Gu Nian.

Maybe when she saw Concubine Leng Qing's appearance, her misogyny broke out, and she ended up having a violent eruption.

Although this possibility is not high, you still need to be on guard.

Concubine Leng Qing nodded slightly and jumped onto the ring without saying another word. A black shadow flashed past, and then Gu Nian appeared at the other end of the ring.

"Concubine Leng Qing of Shangqing Sect, please give me some advice." Concubine Leng Qing held a sword in her right hand and said calmly.

Gu Nian just nodded without saying a word, and then the figure disappeared from the spot instantly.

The next second, he appeared behind Concubine Leng Qing, holding a scimitar and cutting Concubine Leng Qing's fair and delicate neck.

"Ping."

Like a dragonfly touching water, the knife and sword collided with each other and then separated immediately.

Gu Nian disappeared again and appeared in another part of the arena after a breath, throwing out a small black ball at the same time.

On the way forward, the thin watch case immediately shattered, and dozens of darts stained with green venom scattered like a goddess scattering flowers.

Concubine Leng Qing frowned slightly, moved her lotus steps slightly, and unleashed a set of sword techniques specifically used for defense, forming an airtight barrier.

Most of these darts were swept away, and a smaller half were hit at Gu Nian.

The weapon he fired was shot back again, which was obviously not something to be happy about. Gu Nian flicked his left hand and all the incoming darts flew into his sleeves.

The next moment, what attacked him were three clear blue sword shadows.

Gu Nian had no intention of catching the sword shadow head-on. He used his body skills and disappeared from the ring.

Then dark shadows would appear on the stage from time to time, but would soon disappear again. A group of true disciples in the audience were also secretly trying to pinpoint Gu Nian's movements, but in the end they all ended in failure.

With the bonus of mystical body, and as a true inheritance, he also practiced the most top skills of Changfeng Pavilion, and the speed was really terrifying... Su Xuan secretly evaluated it in his heart, and finally just shook his head.

This speed is really too fast. If it is a head-on battle, with many trump cards, you may have a slight chance of winning, but if the opponent directly chooses to run away or use body skills to dodge, then even if you run Thunder Step at full strength, you will never be able to win. The possibility of catching up with the opponent.

However, the senior sister is also in the Xuan Infant stage, and her cultivation is higher than him. She must have a way to break it... Su Xuan is not too worried about Concubine Leng Qing, and is looking forward to what kind of solution she will give to break the situation.

Looking at the black shadows that appeared from time to time and the silver needles coming towards her, Concubine Leng Qing also had a headache. It wasn't that these attacks really bothered her, it was just that they were too annoying.

It's like there are mosquitoes in the house that are buzzing all the time. Even if they don't bite, people will subconsciously want to swat them to death.

And whenever she wanted to lock Gu Nian's position, the other person would disappear easily.

It was just such a moment that Concubine Leng Qing could not catch him...

Concubine Leng Qing let out a breath, not intending to delay the war of attrition. She held the sword in her right hand, closed the index and middle fingers of her left hand, and stroked the sword body.

Then he slashed out with a sword.

This sword energy is not as blue and clear as the previous sword energy. It even looks a little frivolous and seems to dissipate with a shock. It is more like the swordsman who has exhausted his spiritual power or has an unstable foundation.

But Su Xuan, who was sitting in the audience, almost didn't open his eyes.

This sword reminded him of the experience of going down the mountain a long time ago.

At that time, Xiao Qianchen once wielded a sword technique called "Yansheng".

But today, Concubine Leng Qing's sword was vaguely similar to Yansheng's.

Xiao Qianchen only used it once, and the senior sister learned it just like that. It is so unnatural to have a sword heart... Su Xuan couldn't help but marvel at Concubine Leng Qing's talent.

He has faced this sword before, but so far he has not gained any understanding, let alone used it.

(End of this chapter)