The beauty is alone and haggard

Author: Chi Longying

The beauty is alone and haggard

Xiao Luo was shocked and hurriedly sheathed his sword and retreated.

Sikong Qianruo took the opportunity to enter, and with his spear like a dragon, he traveled through the nine heavens.

"Sikong Spear Technique·Zu Zi Jue!"

The attack was like a violent storm, and Sikong Qianruo fired eight shots in the blink of an eye, all of which were fatal.

"Yu Huo vs. Chou Mian."

Xiao Luo also thrust out eight swords, hitting the tip of the spear with his sword.

The two figures moved as fast as lightning, and they could only hear the spring rain and the clanging sound of golden guns.

Li Hanyi stared intently, the more he looked, the more frightened he became.

Qianruo has actually obtained eight points of Sikong Chengfeng's true inheritance. If it hadn't been for the heat, he could have swept through most of the martial arts world with just this gun.

But Xiao Luo surprised her even more. With a first-grade martial artist and four moves of the water-stopping sword style, Xiao Luo fought for half an hour without any signs of defeat.

What an amazing talent!

True energy, physical strength, sword style, speed and adaptability are all excellent choices.

Li Hanyi was certain that if Xiao Luo were replaced by his sixteen-year-old self, he would never be able to last this long.

It wasn't just Li Hanyi who was shocked. Sikong Qianruo, who was facing the opponent, almost wanted to stop and admit defeat. The Split and Cut Jue were extremely draining of real energy, and she was dripping with sweat at this moment.

There is only enough real energy in the body to use the last move.

"Broken Word Jue, Xiao Luo looks at the gun!"

Half an hour of desperate attacks, just to gather momentum for the final blow.

The Shattering Technique is the final move of Sikong's spear technique. It gathers the remaining energy of all the previous spear energy to achieve the effect of liberating all things.

Li Hanyi knew how powerful this move was and couldn't help but said angrily: "Little girl, you are crazy!"

When there was no need to delay, Xiao Luo Chunyu quickly pointed the barrel of his gun and used his strength to fly into the air, his figure instantly flashed several feet away.

There was a loud boom, the gun air exploded, and a deep pit collapsed where the two of them were.

Outside Changfeng Pavilion, dust was flying everywhere and grass and trees were flying.

"What a powerful move."

While talking, Xiao Luo turned back, and the spring rain pressed on the breathless Qian Ruoyu's neck.

The sword energy was like wind, blowing off a few strands of hair hanging by her ears.

"I lost."

Qianruo threw down the big black gold gun, feeling extremely frustrated.

"It's a tie, I was almost stabbed to death by you just now."

Xiao Luo accepted Chun Yu and comforted Qian Ruo with a smile.

"If you lose, you lose. Let's start practicing hard tomorrow and we'll compete again in a year!"

"Can."

"but……"

Qianruo bit her lip: "I still can't figure it out, how did you defeat me?"

This question is difficult to answer. The competition between masters not only depends on their realm, but also their physique, true energy, moves, and even their mentality before battle and the terrain of the scene, which can all affect the battle situation.

Real masters are making decisions from the beginning, always creating and seizing opportunities.

Sikong Qianruo usually fought with Xueyun City disciples, and whoever dared to take it seriously would be defeated in just three or five moves.

She has never known a real battle and has no actual combat experience.

And Xiao Luo's martial arts physique was gifted by the system, which was automatic and precise.

Xiao Luo won, and Li Hanyi was very satisfied.

"Qianruo, when your father comes back, ask him to teach you all the skills of holding the bottom of the box, otherwise you will lose even more miserably next year."

Qianruo stamped her feet: "Aunt Hanyi, you are bullying me!"

"What did you call me?"

"Aunt Hanyi, you are from the same family as my father, so I should call you Senior Aunt."

Qianruo said this out of anger, then grabbed the spear on the ground and ran down the mountain as if he was running away.

Sikong Qianruo ran away, leaving Xiao Luo secretly feeling guilty, aunt... a dead girl would really cause trouble.

Sure enough, Li Hanyi was furious.

"Xiao Luo, start practicing your sword from now until midnight tomorrow!"

“What should I do if I’m hungry?”

"If you don't eat for seven days, you will be able to practice the rituals."

Unexpectedly, the Sword Immortal could still utter poems from his predecessors. Xiao Luo was stunned and argued: "That is the custom of the Fusang Kingdom."

"If you go on a hunger strike for seven days, you will definitely be more polite than you are now."

The sage said: Only women and villains are difficult to raise.

Sure enough, indeed.

Xiao Luo could only accept the helpless reality and raised his sword again.

The instigator rushed down the mountain in one breath and jumped onto the ink cloud.

"Xiao Luo calls you sister, but I insist on calling you aunt."

Sikong Qianruo felt happy in her heart. She urged her horse to gallop and quickly returned to Xueyun City.

Wangyue Tower.

Qianruo jumped off the horse, threw the spear and reins to the waiter, and pedaled straight up to the third floor.

"Miss Sikong is here~"

Following a loud shout from the waiter, a series of greetings sounded from Wangyue Tower:

"Miss Sikong is here at Wangyue Tower. Please take a seat~"

"Miss Sikong is here at Wangyue Tower. Please take a seat~"

"Miss Sikong is here at Wangyue Tower. Please take a seat~"

"Stop shouting and serve me a pot of Sangluo wine. I want the latest brew. Go quickly!"

Qianruo broke into an empty private room and sat down.

Suddenly I heard a voice: "Newly brewed mulberries are the strongest and are not suitable for girls to drink."

"I want you to take care of it?"

Qian Ruo was not angry and looked back. It was Xiao Han, the man in blue who stopped her that day, and Lei Wujie, who was lucky enough to reach the fifteenth floor.

"When your father left, you asked me to look after you. I wonder if you would like to report to the Gun Fairy about your drinking?"

Xiao Han walked in with Lei Wujie.

"Asking you to take care of me? Impossible, I don't know you."

"Miss Sikong has a good memory. This is the third time we have met."

"Hmph, annoying ghost."

Xiao Han didn't think so, but Lei Wujie couldn't help it anymore. He came closer to Qianruo and looked left and right.

"What are you looking at? If you look again, I'll dig out your eyeballs."

Lei Wujie shook his head: "Poor temper, poor cultivation, big chest and no brains."

"What did you say!"

Qianruo rolls up his sleeves and takes action.

The waiter hurriedly rushed in, bowed, and begged: "Miss Sikong, please don't do anything here. Last month, you injured three guests. Wangyue Tower paid thousands of taels of silver in compensation before settling the matter."

"Just ask my father to get the money."

"But the Third City Lord said that it's my fault for letting you in for dinner."

"Hahahahaha~"

Lei Wujie laughed wildly.

Qianruo was so angry that she turned away and Xiao Han quickly grabbed her: "Drink, drink, leave the money to me."
To be continued...