People are in the heavens, starting as Li Xingyun

Chapter 372: Heaven-Slaying Saint, the National Idol

Time flies like an arrow, and the time flies by.

In the blink of an eye, ten years have passed.

On this day, in Pingyang County, on the martial arts arena that originally belonged to the Qingshan Sect, two figures, a man and a woman, were moving at speeds that were difficult for the naked eye to see, and they were practicing sword moves like butterflies flying through flowers.

The boy looked no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, but his figure was exceptionally tall and his bearing was dignified, especially his pair of black and white eyes, which were full of wisdom and agility. One could tell at a glance that he was a clever boy.
The woman who was fighting with him at this moment looked a little older, but no more than twenty years old. She was wearing a thin cloud-like dress, a colorful black silk around her waist, and wielded an emerald-colored sword, attacking like rain.

The woman was the attacker and the boy was the defender. Both of them were incredibly fast. In just a few breaths, they had exchanged dozens of rounds.

Such swiftness, if put into the martial arts world ten years ago, would be considered the level of a martial arts master, which can be said to be quite terrifying.

In this way, the two fought for another half a cup of tea. The woman's attack speed and strength continued to increase, and had already faintly exceeded the scope of mortal warriors, but the young man still waved the sword in his hand to defend without any leakage. There was no sense of panic at all. On the contrary, the changes between the sword moves became more and more agile. In the end, he even threw away the routine and became more and more agile, more mysterious than before.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that the young man was using the pressure from the woman to continuously explore his potential and become stronger. When the woman could no longer exert pressure on him, that would be the moment when the battle would end.

The woman seemed to be aware of this, but her limited intelligence made her unable to think of an effective solution. She could only dance the emerald sword in her hand faster and faster. Unfortunately, the speed became chaotic, and more and more flaws appeared in the sword moves.

"Spiral Nine Shadows!"

Suddenly, the woman's aura changed, and her body spun rapidly like a top. In an instant, she split into nine almost identical figures, attacking from nine completely different directions, blocking any room for escape.

The most amazing thing is that these suddenly appearing figures are not short-lived, but are like real clones launching continuous attacks, and their power is quite impressive. Each figure is not much weaker than the woman alone.

Suddenly he was surrounded and beaten, but the boy was not afraid at all. Instead, the corner of his mouth curled up slightly, just like a chess player who was waiting for the right moment to kill a big dragon. With a gleam in his eyes, he counterattacked at this moment!

"One sword can separate the world!"

He swung his sword back, blocking the attack from one of the female clones, and used the opponent's strength to fly backwards, creating a relatively safe distance.

Then, when his feet landed on the ground, the young man took a stance, lowered his waist and pressed down, while one hand pressed the tip of the sword, aiming at one of the nine figures in front of him, using his Qi to lock the opponent's real body, and then swung the sword forward fiercely.

Buzz buzz -----! ! !
Amid the heart-pounding sound of swords, a crescent-shaped blue sword light shot out, easily tearing apart eight real phantoms and infinitely magnified in the eyes of the woman's real body.

By the time she reacted, the familiar three-foot green peak was gently resting on her white and delicate neck.

The winner is decided!

"Well, I lose again."

After losing the sparring match, the woman sighed as if she was frustrated and used to it. "Remember last time, you and I fought for more than 500 moves before you showed signs of defeat. But this time, I have clearly made a breakthrough and even practiced the Spiral Nine Shadows to the level of Qi transformation, but I couldn't even last 300 moves... Is this the gap between an ordinary person and a genius?"

"Well, Senior Sister Chen, you are already very powerful. The power of Spiral Nine Yin is indeed very strong. I was not sure that I could defeat nine of you at the same time, so I tried the new trick I developed. It was beyond my expectation that I could win."

The young man laughed helplessly, he had just returned from traveling around the martial arts world when he was dragged to the martial arts arena by the other party to compete. He expected that the other party must have ulterior motives. It turned out that the other party wanted to win by relying on his newly learned martial arts skills, but the result was not what the other party wanted.

"A new trick? Is that the sword move you used to defeat me just now? You actually created it yourself?"

The woman was surprised to hear this, and was obviously shocked that the young man had created a powerful sword technique on his own.

"I guess so. It was just an idea at first, and then I got some advice from my master, and it was able to take shape. Even the name came from my master."

The boy scratched his head and spoke very modestly, but the pride and smugness on his face showed that he was in a good mood.

"Tsk! Sure enough, among all of us disciples, Master likes you the most and even gave you some extra treatment."

As she said this, the woman's face suddenly showed envy, and then as if she had thought of something, she raised her hand and hooked it around the boy's neck, and asked with a gossipy look on her face: "Stinky boy, tell me honestly, this time when you and Junior Sister Lin went out to explore the martial arts world together, did anything of the kind happen? Tell me so that I can have some fun."

"What's this and that? I don't understand what you are talking about at all..."

The young pretty boy blushed, looked around and talked about other things, and struggled to push away the cheerful Sister Chen. He was afraid that their arm-in-arm relationship would be seen by some jealous person, and if it caused misunderstanding, he would be the one in trouble.

"Li Xiaoyao! What are you doing!"

Just at this moment, a female voice came from behind, scaring the young man, Li Xiaoyao, the original male protagonist of The Legend of Sword and Fairy 1. He immediately became alert and broke free from the restraints of Senior Sister Chen as if teleporting, and appeared five meters away, looking like a gentleman.

At the same time, in his sight, two beautiful figures, each with their own unique charm, were slowly walking towards him from a distance.

Both of them were girls around fifteen or sixteen years old. One of them was wearing a slim-fitting red dress, which made her look very tall and graceful.

Her facial features are also bright and unparalleled, especially the heroic spirit between her eyebrows, which adds three more features to her already outstanding appearance, and people will be involuntarily attracted to her at first sight.

However, if the girl in the red dress is bright and flamboyant, then the girl in white next to her is the ceiling of purity.

To be honest, in terms of the refinement of facial features, the girl in white is obviously better and can be said to be perfect to the extreme. And when combined together, there is an indescribable sense of natural harmony.

Just like the beauty of heaven and earth, no words to describe beauty can describe it. We can only sigh at the imagination of the Creator, that there are such beautiful people in this world.

Seeing the two people walking towards him, Li Xiaoyao couldn't help but feel dazed. He first looked at the girl in the red dress for a few seconds, then turned his gaze to the girl in white, and there was suddenly a bit of complexity in his eyes.

There is no doubt that the girl in the red dress is Lin Yueru, who passed the test with Li Xiaoyao ten years ago and then joined the Jie Tian Sect. As for the girl in white beside her, she is naturally the heroine of the original Chinese Paladin 1, Zhao Linger, the descendant of Nuwa.

The reason why it is said to be originally is because the plot direction of this world has long become confusing due to someone's interference, and even the map has extended from the human world to the other five realms.

Given the strength of Li Xiaoyao and Zhao Linger, even if their future achievements will far exceed that of the other version, this is no longer a situation they can control, and they will naturally lose the status of male and female protagonists.

At least Zhao Linger can't do it, even if she can.

Not to mention the requirement to protect her from tragedy in the main quest. After all, she has been raised for so many years, and a certain leader has long regarded her as a sister. How could he let her face such a dangerous situation?

Love knows no boundaries? Benefiting all people?
Fuck you!

As I said, if the so-called common people can only be saved by a little girl sacrificing her life, then he would rather run away early and fight in another place.

As for that fragile being, it’s better not to have it!

"Brother Xiaoyao, Sister Xueling, long time no see, how are you doing recently?"

Zhao Linger, dressed in white, greeted Li Xiaoyao and the woman in the colorful skirt with a familiar and friendly attitude, showing a good relationship between them.

"It's okay, it's okay, Ling'er, you are thoughtful."

Upon hearing this, the woman in the colorful skirt hurriedly returned the greeting, but then she noticed that Li Xiaoyao beside her was still in a daze. She couldn't help but poke him with her elbow speechlessly, and then he came to his senses.

With a sigh in his heart, Li Xiaoyao also put away the long sword in his hand, and then deliberately used a teasing tone, bowed to Zhao Linger and said with a smile: "Reporting to the Saint, the disciple is doing well, but I still want to thank Her Highness the Saint for her concern."

Hearing the other party addressing her, Zhao Linger's face flushed slightly, and she said with some embarrassment and annoyance: "Senior Brother Xiaoyao, please don't use this address anymore. There is no such thing as a saint or not. It's just a prank by my brother."

Just a few years ago, after the influence of the Jie Tian Sect finally spread to the entire human world, Shen Sui Xin began to speed up the process of spreading martial arts throughout the world, distributing various mysterious secret manuals.

In particular, the "Starfire Method" created by the Demon Emperor Qi Zhengyan has been put on the exchange list after being modified by Shen Sui Xin according to the practice system of this world. There is no authority requirement. As long as the contribution points are sufficient, it can be exchanged. It is highly praised by countless Jie Tian believers.

You know, this is a peerless skill that can truly allow people to ascend to immortality, and the entry requirements are extremely low. It is said that as long as you are willing to study it carefully, even a simple-minded idiot can learn it. How can it not drive mortals crazy?

For a time, the entire human world was swept by the trend of practicing martial arts. Even farmers working in the fields would hold a martial arts secret book and study it carefully in their spare time. It can be said that "everyone has skills to practice and everyone has books to read."

And just three months ago, seeing that the world in this side had some signs of flourishing martial arts and universal peace, Shen Sui Xin, who had nothing to do, suddenly had an idea and actually revealed the miracle of Biyou Palace again.

Then, in a very grand manner, he announced to the people of the world that Zhao Linger was the descendant of Nüwa, and designated her as the Holy Maiden of the Jie Tian Sect. Her status was even higher than that of his twelve direct disciples, and she was respected and worshipped by all people.

As for Shen Sui Xin's purpose in doing this, it was very simple. She wanted to make Zhao Linger a national idol, so that the people who were unknowingly sacrificed and protected by Zhao Linger in the original plot would protect her safety in return, which was also a disguised way of changing her fate.

Of course, Zhao Linger, as the person involved, felt very ashamed. She always felt uncomfortable being called "Lady Saint" or "Your Highness Saint" every day, but because it was Shen Suixin's request, she could only endure it silently. She didn't know when she would get used to it.

Poor Zhao Linger had no idea that becoming a saint was only the first step. Shen Sui Xin had a series of idol packaging plans ahead. She was determined to tame all the mortals and even monks in the world into die-hard fans of her, the descendant of Nuwa and the Saint of the Jie Tian Sect.

At that time, let alone a mere water monster, even if the "Emperor Fuxi" came, he would have to consider first whether to risk going to war with the entire human world and cause trouble for Zhao Linger.

"Humph!"

Before Li Xiaoyao could open his mouth to continue teasing, Lin Yueru beside Zhao Linger snorted in dissatisfaction, moved her body, came directly to Li Xiaoyao's side, raised her hand to grab his ear, and twisted it hard.

“Hiss—it hurts, it hurts!”

Li Xiaoyao's face was distorted with pain, and he quickly grabbed Lin Yueru's wrist, trying to save his ear. He said, "You barbaric woman, you actually used the powerful Vajra Finger technique. Are you trying to twist my ear off?!"

"You deserve it if you unscrew it!"

Lin Yueru snorted in annoyance: "You, you clearly promised to accompany me back to Linjiabao today. Now it's already this hour, and you are still not ready... Tell me! Do you want to stand me up?"

As she said this, she turned her head and squinted at Chen Xueling who was watching the show not far away, her eyes full of vigilance.

Chen Xueling found this quite amusing. She was already 23 years old this year, more than seven years older than Li Xiaoyao. She was past the age of hugging a gold brick to look like an old mother. Moreover, she was devoted to martial arts, so how could she possibly have such intentions towards a little brat like this?

However, seeing Lin Yueru's jealous look was still quite interesting, so he didn't make any explanation. Instead, he avoided her eyes, as if he was doing something wrong.

Lin Yueru, who was impatient by nature, could not bear this. The power of the Vajra Finger instantly doubled, and Li Xiaoyao's screams became louder and louder.

Zhao Linger looked at the farce in front of her and chuckled with her hands covering her mouth. Suddenly, as if she sensed something, she looked up at the sky above her head. Then, her usually gentle expression gradually became solemn.

……

Outside the void, in the gap between the heaven and the human world, several figures were swaying, and behind them were rows of burly figures in white armor.

At the front, a man covered in golden light cast his gaze through the void towards the human world, muttering to himself: "Oh, the human world... I never thought that I would return one day."

"But this time, I'm afraid I'll offend you."

The divine general of heaven——Human Emperor Xuanyuan!
(End of this chapter)