"I will definitely defeat him!"

She suddenly raised her head, revealing the unhealed scars and tears on her face, and yelled at Lin Bai stubbornly but firmly.

Her voice was full of determination and a look at death.

It was as if she would rather die than defeat him!

This girl is clearly Long Beibei!

Lin Bai punched the wooden sword on the ground and asked with a smile: "Why? I know this is related to the position of the young patriarch of the Qinglong tribe, but you are not suitable to be the young patriarch. Long Yu is more suitable than you."

The girl held back tears and said: "I know I am not suitable to be the young patriarch of the Qinglong tribe, but I must defeat him to fight for my father, my second uncle, and myself!"

The girl said angrily.

Lin Bai looked at the girl blankly.

The girl lowered her head and said with tears streaming down her face: "Since childhood, everyone has said that Long Huihuang gave birth to a useless daughter. After spending so many cultivation resources, she is still a useless daughter!"

"And Long Yu is so powerful even though he has no use for any cultivation resources!"

"Everyone is blaming my father and my second uncle!"

"I don't need to be the Young Patriarch, but I have to defeat Long Yu and prove that I'm not a waste!"

Long Beibei said firmly.

Lin Bai said coldly: "If you fight with Long Yu and you know you are losing, but you still go, I'm afraid you will be killed by Long Yu!"

"You knew there would be such a result, why would you still go?"

Long Beibei said firmly: "Yes! Even if I die, I will go!"

Lin Bai looked at Long Beibei silently, as if he saw his own shadow in her.

In fact, Lin Bai also saw his own shadow in Long Yu.

Long Beibei has Lin Bai's stubbornness, and Long Yu has Lin Bai's unyieldingness!

A man who swore to take care of himself in the name of trash.

A man who vowed to become the strongest in the world!

Will Long Beibei and Long Yu soon be the Lin Bai they once were?

In the past, Lin Bai was scolded by people in Lingxi City and called a waste.

Within the Lingjian Sect, the elders said to Lin Bai: Go and become stronger, go and become stronger than anyone else in the world!

Long Yu, a Xuan-level martial soul, must have been as surprised and miserable as Lin Bai until now.

Lin Bai asked: "Then why did you come to me today?"

"I..." Long Beibei lowered his head, unable to speak.

Lin Bai asked: "Want me to teach you how to practice swordsmanship?"

Long Beibei shook his head and said, "No!"

Lin Bai smiled and said: "Then you don't want me to teach you how to practice swordsmanship, so why are you coming to me?"

Long Beibei said: "I just have nowhere to go. Everyone in the Qinglong tribe looks at me with a strange light. Everyone seems to be looking at a waste!"

"Whether it's the disciples of the same generation or the masters above Tianchu Peak!"

"Whether it's a disciple of my own clan or a disciple of a foreign clan, the looks in their eyes are so disgusting..."

"I have no place to go, I can only come to you..."

"I know you don't want to accept me as your disciple. You also think I'm a waste. I didn't know you were here to teach me..."

"But it doesn't matter! Let me stay for a while, okay? Stay for a while and I'll leave!"

Long Beibei said with extreme grievance.

Lin Bai looked at Long Beibei's appearance, nodded and smiled: "You want to find a place to relax, okay, then you can stay and stay for a good while!"

"Yes." Long Beibei nodded, huddled in the corner and sat down, hugging his knees with his arms, burying his head in his knees and sobbing.

She seemed to have a lot of tears today.

Lin Bai sat on the threshold, looking at Long Beibei's appearance, shaking his head slightly and taking a deep breath.

Lin Bai knew better than Long Beibei herself how difficult it was for her to defeat Long Yu.

Half an hour later.

Lin Bai looked at Long Beibei and saw that she was still sobbing, so he smiled and said: "Are you ready to cry? If you are ready to cry, then stand up, take out your sword, and let me see your sword skills !”

"Maybe I can give you some advice!"

Lin Bai said with a calm smile.

When Long Beibei heard this, a look of surprise appeared on his face. He raised his head from his knees and looked at Lin Bai in surprise.

Lin Bai said: "Hurry up, the sun is going to set!"

"Oh oh oh!" Long Beibei nodded hurriedly. Regardless of his injuries, he ran over and stood in front of Lin Bai. He took out a cold light sword from his storage bag and held it in his hand.

She held the sword and prepared to practice sword skills.

At this time, Lin Bai summoned a branch from nowhere, hit Long Beibei's wrist hard, and said coldly: "When holding the sword, you must use strength on your wrist!"

"The hand holds the sword, and the wrist controls the sword!"

"If you can't hold the sword while making it, and can't even keep the direction of the sword steady, then how can you defeat your opponent?"

Lin Bai said coldly.

Lin Bai's branch hit her wrist hard, leaving a blood mark on Long Beibei's snow-white skin. Tears immediately filled Long Beibei's eyes, and she looked at Lin Bai with a look of grievance.

Lin Bai said expressionlessly: "It seems that your basic skills are really poor!"

"Duanjian!"

Lin Bai said coldly.

Long Beibei picked up the sword again.

"Wrong!" Lin Bai struck hard again, and the branch hit Long Beibei's wrist, leaving a second bloody mark.

"Woo..." Tears instantly flowed out of Long Beibei's eyes. Because of the severe pain in her wrist, her face began to distort with a look of pain.

"lift it up!"

Lin Bai shouted again.

Long Beibei picked up the sword again.

"Wrong again!" Lin Bai fell down again.

"Pick it up!"

"Wrong again!"

"Coming!"

"Wrong again?"

"Why are you so stupid?"

"..."

Bang bang bang bang——

For the whole morning, Long Beibei had been holding the sword in front of Lin Bai, and then he was beaten by Lin Bai, and then he was holding the sword again, and was beaten again.

Long Beibei's snow-white and tender wrist had been beaten no less than a hundred times by Lin Bai this morning. Now it was as swollen as a pig's hand, with countless blood marks.

"Well, I can barely pass this time!" Lin Bai looked at Long Beibei holding the sword, nodded slightly and said: "Keep it, familiar with this posture!"

Long Beibei maintained his position and said: "But those masters on Tianchu Peak taught me nothing like this. They all directly taught me how to master swordsmanship!"

Lin Bai said: "A three-year-old child can't even walk, and they actually try to make you run? Haha, it's really ridiculous!"

An hour later, Lin Bai said again: "Okay, next, practice 'thorning'!"

"Basic sword skills are divided into chopping, slashing, collapsing, teasing, blocking, washing, intercepting, stabbing, stirring, pressing, hanging, and clouding!"

"Let's practice stabbing first!"

Lin Bai said: "Lift it up and stab it out!"

When Long Beibei heard this, he suddenly thrust his sword forward.

After Lin Bai saw it, he hit Long Beibei hard on the shoulder again: "Can't you straighten your shoulder? Is there something wrong with your shoulder? Straighten it for me!"

A bloodstain appeared on Long Beibei's pink jade arm.

Long Beibei held back her mouth, holding back tears, and stabbed out with the sword again. This time she fully extended her arm.

"Too slow!" Lin Bai struck again, landing on Long Beibei's shoulder!