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Unable to resist for a moment, Su Chang was knocked away by the huge impact force brought by the ice sword and rolled twice on the ground. Fortunately, she had undergone "head impact resistance" training in Suiyuan Illusion before, and the flames attached to the flame gun weakened the power of these ice swords, so she did not faint.

As expected, there is no way to win...

"Your skills are too crude. There is no point in continuing the fight..."

Seeing that Su Chang was unable to resist, Yan Qing also stopped. Just as he was about to persuade the people in front of him to leave, an old and hoarse voice suddenly sounded in his ears:

"In that case, why not kill them?"

"Kill...them?"

After hearing Rong Ju's words, Yan Qing was stunned, with a confused look in his eyes, as if he was having a fierce ideological struggle: "But this is just an ordinary competition, isn't it a bit too much?"

"The winner wins, the loser dies. This is the rule of the battlefield. If you can't kill them, then you can't be called the winner, and no one will know how advanced your swordsmanship is!"

"But..." Yan Qing still hesitated.

"Are you resisting me?! Useless kindness is only a thing that holds you back and is a stumbling block on your way forward. If you can't let go of these distracting thoughts, how can you take a step forward? Raise your sword!"

Rongju's tone was extremely excited.

It knew that as long as it could convince this little kid to kill the girls in front of it, then this talented swordsman would completely become its puppet, and it might have a chance to use him to kill General Xianzhou!

"I……"

Yan Qing clenched the sword in his hand, feeling increasingly uncomfortable. He really wanted to become stronger and prove his strength, but he didn't want to do it at the cost of other people's lives.

"Yanqing."

At this moment, Yan Qing suddenly heard Xing's voice speaking, which awakened him from his fierce ideological struggle.

He raised his head and looked at the gray-haired girl not far away, only to see that Xing was holding a silver wooden tablet in her hand, which was used for something unknown, and was looking at him with a smile.

"It's time to be honest with you. Compared to you, we can't even use swords."

Crushing the silver wooden token in his hand, Xing showed a confident smile: "So, we have found a strong opponent for you."

"Crack——!"

As the wooden sign made a cracking sound, the dark blue flame instantly engulfed it and swept towards the direction where Yan Qing was. Seeing this scene, he hurriedly made a sword gesture, but was still a step too slow and was forcibly pulled into another illusion by an indescribable terrifying force.

Oops!

Fell into a trap!

When Yan Qing opened his eyes again, he was already in a eerie and deserted garden. In front of him was a petite silver-haired girl, staring straight at him with eyes as beautiful as sparks.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, Yanqing."

"You are... Master Yilu?!"

"Since you want to have a fight, let me be your sparring partner."

Chapter 87 Grammer Iron Cavalry, boy! (8.5k)

"what happened?!"

Suddenly engulfed by the dark blue ghost fire, the molten torch hidden in Yan Qing's body was caught off guard for a moment. The originally arranged illusion barrier was shattered, and then quickly reorganized in the dark blue ghost fire, turning into a gloomy and strange landscape garden. It was located in the center of a spacious courtyard.

Outside the yard is a lush bamboo forest, and pale ghost lights can be seen flickering in the distance, making Rongju, who is Sui Yang, feel like he is back home.

It could sense that it seemed to be pulled into a more stable and powerful maze illusion by the power of its own kind, and its opponent had changed from the previous four people to a silver-haired girl who looked so weak that she would fall down at the slightest touch.

"Boy, is she the one who defeated you before?"

Hearing Yan Qing addressing the other party as 'Master Yilu', Rong Ju immediately realized that the girl in front of him was the one who had defeated Yan Qing, and he immediately became alert.

Although the opponent looks weak, it dare not be careless.

For some reason, even though it knew that Yan Qing knew the silver-haired girl in front of it, it couldn't retrieve any information about this person from Yan Qing's mind, which surprised Rongju.

It knows the strength of this kid Yan Qing. The guy who can defeat this young man must not be simple. He might be a sword master level existence. He must be taken seriously.

"Yes, she is the Master Yilu that I told you about before."

Staring at Yilu's cold gaze, and then looking at the blue elytra device in her hand, Yan Qing took a deep breath, placed the sword across his chest, and slowly asked: "Teacher Rongju, I'm still a little unsure... Tell me, can I really beat her now?"

"Boy, hesitation will lead to defeat. I think the general who taught you sword has also told you this."

Rongju's tone gradually became ruthless: "Don't be bound by the past. These people are just stumbling blocks on your way to becoming the strongest swordsman. What you have to do now is to use her blood to wash away the shame on your sword!"

"I understand, Mr. Rongju."

The sharp cold air turned into ice swords floating around his body. Yan Qing stared at the silver-haired girl in front of him. Under the instigation of Rong Ju, he finally decided to challenge Yilu.

"Master Yilu, please allow Rong Yanqing to challenge you——"

"Sure enough, Yanqing, your choice is the same as what I thought."

Pressing the elytra deformer in his hand, Yilu's mouth curled up slightly, with a bit of anticipation in his tone: "Then let's get started."

It can be seen that Yan Qing is still brooding over what happened in Linyuan Realm that day, to the point that it has become a hurdle in his heart that he cannot get over. Now he is being used by Sui Yang and has become a true inner demon.

There is no other way. The person who tied the bell must untie it. Today, let her help Yanqing get rid of this inner demon.

"Ding!"

As a bright blue light flashed by, the temperature around dropped a lot in an instant. In Rongju's surprised eyes, the silver-haired girl named Yilu turned into a silver-white iron cavalry shrouded in frost.

What is this thing... an automaton?

"Come on, you attack first."

Then, Yilu raised her right hand high, and a faint blue light bloomed in her open palm. She urged the power of destiny of "memory" to gather it into a long sword made of solid ice in her hand.

The sword was three feet and seven inches long, as light as a feather, and flashing with a faint cold light, as if she was holding a ray of moonlight in her hand. It was the sword she had used to defeat Yan Qing in Linyuan Realm.

"understand!"

Yan Qing bent his knees slightly, gripped the sword tightly in his hand, and rushed straight towards Yilu at lightning speed.

At the same time, he did not forget to control the flying swords beside him. More than ten flying swords crisscrossed in the air, making it impossible to see their trajectory. They all circled around the blind spot of the Silver-White Iron Cavalry, ready to kill her from behind by surprise.

Can you tell which attack is a feint?

In fact, they are both feints and killing moves, and can be transformed into each other.

If you think those flying swords are just feints and concentrate on dealing with Yan Qing, then these flying swords with eyes will launch a fierce attack on your weaknesses.

If you think the frontal attack is a feint, then the sword in Yanqing's hand will not be polite.

Therefore, the best way to deal with it is to block them all.

This is a very difficult task for other swordsmen. Unless they master the technique of the mind's eye, they cannot predict the positions of these flying swords. But for Yilu, who has the blessing of the Snow Firefly Armor, tracking the positions of these flying swords is undoubtedly a simple task.

Grammer Iron Riders, boy!

“Ding-ding-ding!”

At the moment when the sharp sound of breaking through the air was heard, Yilu swung her sword behind her as if she had eyes on her back. Under Rongju's surprised gaze, she chopped the flying swords that were trying to attack her from behind with her sword.

Then the girl performed a gorgeous spinning slash, dancing the ice sword in her hand into a waning moon, accurately and gracefully deflecting Yan Qing's winning attack, and instantly turned from defense to offense to suppress the talented swordsman who was blessed by Sui Yang.

"Oh!"

After the violent attack, Yan Qing was no longer able to defend himself and was kicked back by a knight.

He now felt like he was facing a numerical monster. He was a beat slower than her in both strength and speed. He was totally unable to keep up with her terrifying output frequency and could only rely on his intuition to defend himself.

Even so, he could feel that Yilu had not yet used her full strength, and the strength she had shown now was only the tip of the iceberg.

Originally, Yan Qing had almost forgotten how he was beaten by Yilu last time, but thanks to Teacher Rongju, he finally remembered it today.

Not only did he remember it, he also experienced it himself, and he felt both excited and thrilled to face off against such a powerful opponent.

As for Mr. Rongju's advice...

Hmm, why does it feel like it’s useless?

Realizing that Rong Ju seemed to be just making big promises for him without actually making him stronger, Yan Qing's trust in Teacher Sui Yang began to disintegrate.

But right now he is still fighting with Ilu, so let's put other things aside for now...

"Master Yilu, please check my practice results!"

After taking several steps back to distance himself from Yilu, Yan Qing began to accumulate sword power. The several ice swords suspended around him made a humming sound, as if they were brewing some powerful finishing move.

He decided to use that move again and regard today's battle with Yilu as a stage test to see to what extent his current strength has grown.

"Haha! Boy, let me lend you a hand too!"

Realizing that Yan Qing seemed to have suspected him, Rongju became a little anxious. He knew that he had to show some strength to regain Yan Qing's trust.

Under its control, the sword formation hovering in the sky made a violent buzzing sound and attacked the silver-white cavalry below like raindrops. Although this was only an illusion condensed by the power of Sui Yang, their power after they took shape should not be underestimated.

"Sword comes——"

At the same time, Yan Qing also made a sword gesture, and the power of destiny contained in his body rushed up into the sky, fusing the ice sword floating in the air around his body into one, turning it into a giant sword made of ice that fell from the sky, and the sword tip emitting a sharp chill was aimed directly at Yilu below.

"boom!"

Under the astonished gaze of Rongju, Yilu casually swung the sword, and a blue light shone on the sword body, transforming into a crescent-shaped sword energy that easily destroyed the flying sword it had thrown over, and flew towards the giant ice sword in the sky with undiminished momentum.

"Crack——!"

It was as if history was repeating itself. Although the dark blue sword energy she swung out was so insignificant compared to the giant ice sword shot by Yan Qing, the moment the two sides came into contact, the seemingly indestructible giant ice sword began to collapse rapidly, breaking into pieces from the tip of the sword.

However, this time, Yan Qing's faith was not as broken as before. Long before the battle began, he knew that he would most likely lose to Yilu in the same way this time. As he had already prepared himself mentally, this little setback was nothing to him.

What's more, this time his ice giant sword lasted 0.3 seconds longer than last time. This was undoubtedly a big improvement, and he was already very satisfied.

"Sure enough, there is still a big gap between me and my master. It seems that I need to practice more in the future." Yan Qing put away his sword and said respectfully.

"Boy, what do you mean?!"

Seeing Yan Qing suddenly stop and not intend to continue fighting, Rong Ju became anxious: "Why did you stop? Why don't you continue to attack? Your achievements are limitless. You just need to defeat..."

Hearing this, Yan Qing looked up at the sword formation circling in the sky and interrupted Rong Ju: "Teacher Rong Ju, the challenge between me and Master Yi Lu is over. I lost."

"How can you admit defeat, come on, challenge her again!"

The old voice urged in an unquestionable tone: "Only by defeating her can you defeat your inner demons and become stronger!"

"No, my inner demons have been solved."

Staring at the sword formation created by Rong Ju, Yan Qing said with a firm expression, "So, next I am going to challenge you, Teacher Rong Ju."

"You kid, you really let me down..."

Realizing that Yan Qing had unknowingly broken free from his control, Rongju was very angry. This meant that all his previous deceptions had been in vain. Now that the little ghost was disobedient, it had to find a new host.

And right now, there is a suitable person around me...

Thinking of this, Rongju cast his glance towards Yilu who was standing not far away with a sword in his hand.

That silver-haired girl is much stronger than this boy. If he can take over her body and control that powerful mecha, then even if he faces the general of the Immortal Boat, he will have a certain chance of winning.

"It's up to you!"

While both of them were focusing their attention on the sword formation in the sky, the Rongju left Yan Qing's body without hesitation, transforming into a ball of crimson ghost fire that drew a trajectory and flew towards the direction where Yilu was.

"Uh!"

Affected by Sui Yang's departure from his body, Yan Qing felt dizzy.

But soon, he regained consciousness.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw that the teacher who called himself "Melting Torch" had flown to Ilu's side, and desperately got into the cold armor and became one with her.

Then, there was no movement.

"Master Yilu, are you okay?"

Recalling what Rongju had taught him not long ago, Yan Qing looked at the silver-white cavalry in front of him who was keeping his head down and silent. He felt inexplicably frightened in his heart and subconsciously took a step back to distance himself from it.

Although he believed that Master Yilu would not be easily controlled by the Molten Torch, there were exceptions to everything, so it was better for him to maintain a certain safe distance.

"It just walked into the trap. Don't worry."