Heirs of the Seven Swords of the Qin Dynasty

Chapter 1535 Peace again
  While several people were talking, the situation on the water changed again.

The water droplets that had originally exploded into a ball began to move again, quickly arranging and combining in mid-air, row by row, column by column, neatly arranged into a whole cube without any deviation.

It can be considered a water cube.

The crystal clear, equally spaced water drops reflected Xiaomeng's plain and beautiful face, shining under the sunlight.

Then, with a wave of the Qiuli Sword in Xiaomeng's hand, these water drops immediately regrouped, one, five, thirteen... arranged in a series in a gradually increasing pattern, looking like an overturned square pyramid. He went straight towards the word "rite" that was being recited across from him.

In the subtle slapping sound, the first water droplet broke through the word "Li" and made a hole, and then more and wider water droplets broke through the word "Li" one after another.

In the blink of an eye, the word that Fu Nian gathered was shattered by the water droplets, leaving only a few fragments.

However, Xiaomeng was still not finished, controlling the water droplets to form several ovals of different sizes, centered on Fu Nian's ritual character, and continued to rotate at high speed, continuously impacting every part of the font.

In the end, Fu Nian couldn't continue, and the entire glyph collapsed completely, turning into a puddle of disorderly water and falling into the pool.

Everyone watching the battle on the opposite side was all staring at the water attentively, waiting for Fu Nian's response - this was his only and last chance to fight back, otherwise the sword debate would have ended here.

Of course, Fu Nian would not sit still and wait for death. He immediately waved Tai'a, the mighty sword in his hand, and unusual ripples immediately appeared on the water surface that was hit by the falling water.

It was as if there was an invisible force stirring the water in the pool, and the ripples gradually turned into vortexes, rotating and attracting, pulling in all the scattered water of the ritual characters.

Then the vortex expanded further and completely evolved into a large whirlpool, and even the water droplets controlled by Xiao Meng that hit the word "Li" were swept away and all were caught in it.

These water flows finally condensed again and turned into circular platforms, scattered dots on the water surface.

Fu Nian raised Tai'a again in his hand, and the circular platform continued to change. The edge wrinkles rose and the center sunken, turning into a lotus leaf. A string of water drops swirled down along the leaf surface, and finally gathered and condensed at the center. Turn into a flower that is about to bloom.

"open!"

With Fu Nian's loud shout, the buds on all the lotus leaves bloomed, and the petals spread out in all directions, lifelike.

Suddenly, it seems that time has come to the season when lotus flowers are in full bloom, which is breathtaking.

Everyone couldn't help but admire Fu Nian's wonderful move.

In terms of difficulty, Xiaomeng's operation is actually more difficult, and Fu Nian's move is more about trickery.

But it doesn't matter if it's tricky, as long as it works.

After Fu Nian saw Xiao Meng show off that dazzling set of operations, he knew that he would never be able to defeat the opponent in terms of internal force control head-on.

In this case, rather than forcefully argue, it is better to sit down and talk.

This is the most suitable choice!

"Knowing the boundless sea, ask when you see a flower."

"Fu Nian is sincere in his studies, and I hope that senior Xiao Meng will not laugh." Fu Nian said loudly to Xiao Meng in a respectful tone.

"Road to Road, very Avenue!"

"It's good that Confucianism has you." Xiao Meng responded lightly, and sheathed her sword directly after saying that.

This means that Xiaomeng feels that this competition can end here and has no intention of continuing to get entangled.

Fu Nian heard the words and immediately replied, "Fu Nian has learned a lesson, thank you, senior."

Then he sheathed his sword and stopped, and the lotus leaves and lotus flowers on the water immediately collapsed and returned to the pool.

At this point, the two of them had stopped fighting.

Snapped!
  Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!
  Fusu immediately applauded and praised loudly:

"Okay, okay!"

"What a great way to ask after seeing flowers, what a great way."

"It's really an amazing skill!"

"Today, Confucianism and Taoism have taught us all a lesson."

After hearing Fusu's impartial evaluation, Li Si immediately asked:
  "Sir, the result of this third competition..."

After Fusu looked around at everyone, he responded with a smile, "With such a wonderful competition, I think the outcome is no longer important."

"What do you think, teacher?" After making his judgment, Fusu looked at Gu Xun again.

Gu Xun spread his hands and said, "It's up to you to decide."

As soon as these words came out, the result of this game was determined - a draw!

At this point, Confucianism has two draws and one loss. Overall, it can be regarded as losing this sword debate.

However, the most important third game was not lost, but tied, and received high praise from Fusu, which saved a lot of face.

As far as Fusu is concerned, he wants to beat Confucianism and express his intention to get close to him, but he also needs Confucianism to express his purpose, which is considered to be achieved.

As for Confucianism, it also initially showed its own style in front of Fusu, creating an opportunity to return to the political stage.

Only Li Si felt more uncomfortable.

The goal of attacking the prestige of Confucianism is basically a miscarriage, at least the effect is definitely far less than expected.

And the purpose of testing the depth of Confucianism is almost in vain.

Zhang Liang just moved his mouth but didn't take any action at all.

Yan Lu did take action, but you couldn't tell how much force he used.

As for Fu Nian... what can you tell by just comparing your internal strength?
  Xiaomeng's level of controlling internal energy is definitely far superior to Fu Nian's, but if the two of them really put their hands into action, it's hard to say who will win or lose.

To sum it up simply...it's all in vain.

But Li Si had no right to question Fusu's decision.

It was considered an advantage, and the Confucians would not object. Fu Nian immediately clasped his hands and saluted, "Thank you, Master!"

Xiaomeng ignored Fusu, looked at Gu Xun, and asked bluntly:

"What did you say?"

No matter how Fusu announces the verdict, Xiaomeng accepts it.

First of all, Fusu invited her to this competition. In the final analysis, the matter belonged to Fusu, not hers.

Secondly, Fu Nian's performance was indeed passable in her opinion, and she didn't care about the so-called victory or defeat.

But the agreement with Gu Xun cannot be ignored casually.

Facing Xiaomeng's questioning, Gu Xun had a headache.

He just thought that the matter of sword discussion should be left to Fusu himself, but he forgot that she was still there. After pondering for a moment, Gu Xun made a decision.

If she doesn't get what she wants today, I'm afraid it will cause her greater dissatisfaction in the future, so why not compete with her.

Just play with your children.

After making the decision, Gu Xun no longer hesitated and answered immediately. "If you pass, how do you want to compare?"

"Competing swordsmanship with internal strength!" Xiaomeng directly stated the plan without hesitation.

Gu Xun didn't understand. If these two things were compared together, wouldn't it mean to do it directly?
  Do you need to say it separately?
  Xiaomeng told Gu Xun what she meant by her actions.

No longer as docile as when she competed with Fu Nian, Xiao Meng drew out the Qiuli Sword with great force. The purple sword energy enveloped the sword like a thick mist, and the invisible internal force spread along the sword and rushed towards the water.

The water in the pool that had calmed down a while ago stirred up waves again. The water in a large area in front of Xiaomeng was stirred up, churning like boiling water.

Under the witness of everyone, a stream of water separated from the pool water, spread upward and gathered together, and gradually manifested into a human form.

The head, facial features, torso, limbs, clothing, hair... all components are meticulously detailed, like the most exquisite statues, showing every detail.

On the one hand, everyone watching the battle marveled at Xiaomeng's operation of using internal force to restrain the water flow and transformed into a human form. On the other hand, they were also curious about who the person that Yu Xiaomeng created was a little girl who looked about eight or nine years old, carved with pink and jade. , so cute.

Only Zhao Gao's expression seemed a little abnormal, as if he had remembered something. His eyes vaguely swept over Xiao Meng's natural white hair.
  Gu Xun recognized at a glance that this was Xiao Meng when he was a child.

At the same time, he also understood the meaning of Xiaomeng's words just now.

She wanted to use her inner power to control water and transform into a human being, and then use the water human to compete with her sword skills.

I'm afraid no one in the world can do this extremely complex and difficult operation with more than one hand.

Dare to boldly use this method to compete with Gu Xun, which shows Xiaomeng's confidence in her ability to control internal forces.

Gu Xun, who wanted to understand, frowned and reminded her in a deep voice:

"After experiencing a competition with Fu Nian, your internal strength has been greatly depleted. If you continue to compete in this way, I'm afraid you won't be able to sustain it for long."

Xiao Meng replied nonchalantly, "That's not a good idea. The Imperial Master can escape earlier."

"Please rest assured, Master Imperial Master. If I am exhausted, I will naturally lose."

"This is not a matter of winning or losing. Wasting internal energy will only damage the meridians, which is harmful but useless." Gu Xun emphasized in a serious tone, "It doesn't have to be like this in a competition."

"This is my business." Xiaomeng still did not answer and replied calmly, "It's time for the Imperial Master to take action."

"Humph..." Gu Xun groaned and shook his head helplessly. Then he waved his right hand and the water in the pool immediately spiraled toward the sky like a dragon sucking water, forming a waterspout.

In the blink of an eye, the waterspout collapsed, and most of the water flow fell back into the pool.

As the water fell, a human figure emerged from it and appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

This time, they all recognized who the water man was - Gu Xun himself.

Compared with Xiao Meng's little girl, Gu Xun's self has more complete details, a more realistic image, a more solid body, and is closer to a real person.

This difference alone is enough to see the gap in strength between the two sides.

However, this inevitably made Zhao Gaolisi and others complain - is this the level of internal force control you call unparalleled in the world? Co-authoring yourself is not included?

Xiao Meng was not surprised when she saw this scene. She calmly threw out the Qiuli Sword in her hand. The little girl above the water immediately stretched out her right hand and caught the sword.

The person wielding the sword can be made of water, but the sword he wields cannot be water.

Water-based, after all, too soft.

Maybe if her inner strength was strong enough, she could gather water into a sword and it would be the same as an ordinary sword, but... she couldn't do it.

As for whether Gu Xun can do it... that's Gu Xun's business.

"Where is your sword?" After finishing the final preparations, Xiaomeng raised his eyes and looked at Gu Xun.

Gu Xun thought for a moment, then raised his hand and popped out a burst of ice soul cold air. The cold air fell directly into the water-shaped Gu Xun's hand and turned into an ice blade.

What's outrageous is that although this ice blade is so cold that one can feel a sense of coldness just by looking at it, it has no effect on any water around it. It seems that the white mist rising up is just an illusory special effect, without any practical significance.

But in fact... it was Gu Xun who naturally restricted the scope of the ice soul's cold energy. Otherwise, this game would have ended here - this pool of water would be completely frozen, and the two watermen would also be frozen into ice sculptures. .

Two immovable ice sculptures are worse than a sword with a hammer!
  Xiaomeng was still not surprised by Gu Xun's operation, and immediately began to mobilize his internal power to control the water-shaped young boy Xiaomeng to launch an attack.

The seemingly fragile and unreal water man moved his hands at a speed that was not satisfactory at all. The Qiuli sword in his hand was as fast as lightning, and the sword pierced the chest of the opposite water-shaped Gu Xun.

Gu Xun stood on the edge of the guardrail with his hands behind his back. He didn't see any movement. He had already started to move on the water. He picked up the clear ice blade in his hand and defused the first round of attacks.

The water-shaped boy Xiaomeng immediately took advantage of the situation and turned half a circle, thrust the sword with his backhand and stabbed again.

Water-shaped Gu Xun also took advantage of the situation and raised his sword with his backhand to block. At the same time, he raised his right leg high and bumped into it with a knee.

Seeing this, the water-shaped boy Xiao Meng immediately sheathed his sword and dodged. He rolled to the side, avoiding the attack and changing his position at the same time.

During the whole process, the water body and the pool water stuck together from time to time, creating circles of ripples, which looked very interesting.

Then, the two watermen continued to tangle together, competing with each other using simple basic sword moves such as chopping, slashing, stabbing, teasing, and picking, as well as the same simple body movements.

Water people have no internal strength, no true energy, and naturally there is no light skill or sword energy. Everything is the most basic and simple confrontation.

In the eyes of Zhao Gao and other top experts, fighting at this level is no different than children playing house.

Even for a layman like Gongsun Linglong, this kind of fighting can be called crude. After all, his status is not bad.

However, these big guys were dazzled by the behavior of novices pecking each other.

Although the sword moves are a bit crude, there are no mistakes in the moves. All movements are smooth and flowing, like dancing on the water... Is this really possible to control the water flow with internal force?
  You two are cheating!
  Gongsun Linglong was so shocked that she couldn't speak at all, and the mask in her hand fell to the ground unconsciously.

Even Chu Nan Gong's sophisticated city manager was shocked and speechless. He couldn't even comment on it - there was no need to comment on anything. Anyone who saw this would know how outrageous it was.

The reactions of Zhao Gao and Li Si were a bit more special. In addition to being frightened and shocked, their faces were also a little ugly.

Especially Zhao Gao, he almost didn't write his bad mood on his face.

He and Gu Xun, Luo Sheng and Quick Sand, are basically irreconcilable mortal enemies.

In this case, he certainly doesn't want his opponent to be too powerful.

But this is not the main reason for Zhao Gao's gloomy mood - he has always been aware of how strong Gu Xun is over the years, and has always been mentally prepared.

The main reason for his ugly face was still due to Xiaomeng's performance.

Xiaomeng acted too aggressively, too powerful, and at the same time too close to the eldest son's faction.

And her attitude towards Gu Xun, Gu Xun's attitude towards her, and the fight between the two at this time are all too intriguing.

(End of this chapter)